Stormcrow sits close to her mother, eyes watching her leader as she stands before them. They are still leaving– good. She was eager to see more of this world, to see Hawkstar grow into their proud and fearless king… they would lead Skyclan to great things, she is sure. Hawkstar's voice is firm, steady… it's sure to soothe the nerves of any cat who doubts that this is the right choice. As for the daylight warriors… their loyalty would be proven tomorrow morning. Snowveil, her mother, speaks; Stormcrow nods, agreeing under her breath, brushing her tail against her mother's flank.
