THAT'S MY FLOOR - [council meeting]

[Frostmoth]

Meetings are still a new phenomenon to Frostmoth. What had once been occasional rendezvous among fellow dwellers of the shipyard has morphed into an organized event. A call for a gathering regardless of interest, announcements, and a lot of pomp and circumstance. Where he might have once hung back and chosen to eavesdrop instead, Frostmoth is now at the forefront alongside Pikestar. One of his many duties; to be aware of all things.

And alongside this too now, there is a council for he and Pikestar to preside over and work with. Such a group of cats has been called forth now for a more intimate meeting. A gathering of council members. Pikestar had been the one to suggest this, and Frostmoth is the first to poke inside of the leader's den. He feels his fur prickle with discomfort, but still sits neatly with his fluffy tail tucked over his paws.

He tries to face the council meeting ahead with a sense of enthusiasm, and as the others file in he offers them nods and quiet niceties. He asks them how their patrols have turned out, how prey has been, and how their families are. It's small talk. Frostmoth still hasn't mastered it, but he tries his best anyhow.

After a swell of awkwardness, Frostmoth clears his throat when he thinks he sees Pikestar make his way inside. "Ah, right. So... There is a bit for us to discuss," he begins, uncomfortable as usual "Pikestar wants us to figure out which apprentices and mentors should be paired together. Preferably they should have good synergy. Of course, they don't have to be similar, they just have to be able to work together."

After a brief, thoughtful moment he gestures towards Adderfang and suggests: "For example, if Adderfang in amenable to it, I think he should be paired with Mistpaw. They work well together from what I've seen."

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[pineheart]

✦ Pineheart slips into the den, immediately feeling… cramped. Too many cats in too small a space, for his taste. But for a meeting such as this, he supposes it's appropriate. He's careful to stay hunched, to not knock into any of Pikestar's many trinkets or the roof of the den.

Settling in across from Frostmoth, he waits. When they've all gathered, Frostmoth speaks, and he listens, ears twitching. Mentorship… Well, he's already been mentoring Torrent, although he hadn't given it much thought. But that would be one apprentice squared away. And perhaps… a very small part of him… did not want anyone else to mentor Torrentpaw.

"I'll take on Torrentpaw as my apprentice," Pineheart says, "I've already been teaching him things since we met in the shipyard." He pauses, thinking. "Perhaps it would be a good idea to pair drypaws with drypaws? And good divers with good divers, and so on? So that everyone can play to their strengths and develop them."

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see, the life i've had could make a good man go bad

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  PINE, - 49 moons / riverclan + warrior
  large brown tabby town
  adopted guardian of Torrentpaw and Squidpaw / future mentor to Torrentpaw
  healing and peaceful powerplay allowed

 

[Adderfang]

Lately, the future had been weighing on his mind more than he ever thought it would. More specifically, the future of the clan and its young. Once, ensuring the survival of his kits would've been a burden shared between him and Wave alone. While it was no longer necessary, that didn't mean he would hand off his kits' training to just anyone.

It had taken time to warm up to the idea, but now he believed it would be good for them. No, he thought it necessary even now that him and Wavesong had additional duties. Even so, Adderfang had expectations—clear ones—about how his kits should be trained, and he fully intended to make that known to whoever took on the responsibility.

Adderfang sat straight, silent and impassive unless spoken to. His sharp amber eyes moved slowly from one cat to the next as they talked among themselves. It struck him that this was the first time they'd all sat together like this. Whether he was prepared or not, he was here—and ready to speak his mind.

When Frostmoth began, Adderfang's ears twitched at the sound of his name. He waited, giving Pineheart room to speak, before saying his piece. "I agree and have many thoughts on the other pairings," He began, "But to add to that—Frostmoth—I would gladly take Mistpaw." Adderfang saw a lot of himself in the way Mistpaw carried themselves. Maybe that was why he felt such an affinity towards them, and why he wanted to be the one who oversaw their training. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that they could be a strong asset to the clan.

His gaze landed on Pikestar. "And If it's still possible, I'd also like to mentor Rosepaw." No need to mention that he'd already brought it up with Pikestar before. It should be no surprise to the silver tom, but he asked again just to be certain that he was okay with it.

"We have a lot of young in need of mentors, and I know I'm capable of managin' more than one." After being abandoned by her family and then losing a friend, Rosepaw needed stability. Now, that didn't mean others weren't capable… but perhaps he was being a little selfish too. Unlike with Rush and Crescentpaw, he hadn't gotten to spend as much time with her, and from what Wavesong told him, Rosepaw's family hadn't been that attentive in the first place.

___________________ There wasn't a wrong or a right he could choose 𓆟 He did what he had to do ________________

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• Adderfang he/him & riverclan
  𓆟 Chocolate ticked tabby w/ amber eyes. Peppered with scars. Deep gash across the right side of his face exposing one canine slightly. Missing left ear.
  𓆟 Deep gravelly voice that might unsettle others.
  𓆟 Would and will kill a man.
  𓆟 Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. For other powerplays, DM.
  𓆟 Fur smells faintly of river reeds and damp earth.
  
  
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