The New Leader | PLOT

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Peachpaw

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

In all honesty, Peachpaw was shocked to see the Windclan cats begin to stand up and walk to Mushroombelly before firmly settling down next to him. Had they not been paying attention to what the tom had done straight after shoving himself into their camp? Had they no decency to stand up for cats who had been wronged, who had been beaten down by this strange tom?

Peachpaws face revealed her inner turmoil as clear as day. Shock, mixed with the fires of her anger, and even deeper in her blue eyes was her raw feelings of disappointment. Not one cat, not even her sister Fawnstep, had stood with her to deny this seemingly moralless cat a path to power. She found it disgusting, but... she was outnumbered.

Peachpaw had lost the fight. Mushroombelly won by a landslide.

Letting out a long, drawn-out sigh, Peachpaw felt her posture shift to one of defeat. Her shoulders slumped as the tension faded from her muscles. She shot Mushroombelly a look, one that clearly read she didn't fully trust him, but she nodded. "I can admit when I've been beaten," the molly meowed truthfully, sounding rather exhausted all of a sudden. "I will follow your orders for now, Mushroomstar, but I've got my eye on you. Any foul play will not go unnoticed with me." Flicking her tail dismissively, Peachpaw settled back onto her haunches and quietly allowed the meeting to continue unopposed.

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Peachpaw nodded along with Bluepaw, ignoring the curiosity that burned inside her belly to ask just who the she-cat was and when she had arrived. She couldn't remember seeing the blue-furred feline before, but it appeared they were all in this together.

"If there are still cats alive out there then it is our duty to help them. After all, it's the moral thing to do." Peachpaw meowed cooly as she flicked her gaze between Fawnstep and Mushroombelly. "Boundaries should not divide us when the forest around us is dying. These Shadowclanners have families of their own, and for us to sit by and do nothing while mothers and children die... it would be an unforgivable act of selfishness."

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Frostkit

Everything you want is on the other side of fear.

Frostkit remained quiet as the cats around him began to get rowdier. He had nothing left to add to the conversation after Mushroombelly shot him down, seeming to brush off his apology like it meant nothing to him. It... wasn't Mushroombellys fault that he didn't understand why Frostkit feared Riverclan, the young tom had never told him. He had been too afraid of what Mushroombelly might say to him. No matter how many times he told himself that Mushroombelly was not the same cat his father was... the fear of judgment never left him.

It was too hard to think about anything right now, the alleyway in which Windclan sheltered was full of yowling cats trying to shout their opinions louder than the cat who spoke before them, desperately trying to have their opinion heard through the debate and howling storm raging on the other side of the twoleg nest next to them. Frostkit wanted to leave, to hide away in one of the flimsy dens the cats had scavenged from the twolegs they now called neighbors. Instead, however, Frostkit remained frozen to the spot, his eyes lidded as he stared down at his paws.

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After a while, the shouting around him began to subside like waves retreating back into the ocean. The majority of the cats bickering seemed to have been solved and when Frostkit turned his gaze upwards, he saw several of the cats sitting on Mushroombellys side. He felt his heart flutter in his chest to see the Windclan cats accepting him as their leader, and even if Mushroombelly hated him now and never spoke to him again, Frostkit was happy for him. He would support Mushroombelly as Windclans leader just like he had when the golden tom had first found him and taken him back to Windclan. Frostkit smiled, albeit sadly, and left his gaze drift across the assembled cats. Perhaps they'd make it out of the city alive after all.

"I-if Shadowclan is still out there, I think we should help them." Frostkit murmured nervously, his voice easily portraying how small he felt when he spoke to the other cats. Would these cats even care to hear his opinion when he was only seven moons of age? Windclan had been such a mess that Frostkit had never been made an apprentice.

"Shadowclan cats have... helped me before," Frostkit reminded Mushroombelly, knowing the tom wouldn't forget their last encounter with Hollowdusk. "W-with how bad this leaf-bare is, I think we could use the extra numbers."

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[Mushroomstar]

--Mushroombelly's tail was constantly moving as he awaited answers from his clan. But dear him, he forgot the little trouble maker was around to rub his skin. His icy blue eyes darted to Bluepaw who dared to speak as if her opinion mattered. Although he would accept pretty much anyone into windclan, she wasn't really apart of them yet in his eyes. He carefully meowed at the female "Of course my dear. I too have family there and WOULD want to take them with me. But I don't want my clan to think I'm playing favorites or being a tyrant. After all, shadowclan is the same clan that has gone to war with windclan time and time again...Even refusing to give back old territory.." He hummed softly. Though his pelt prickled when she stated that Hollowdusk wouldn't abandoned a clan. He looked at the molly for a second baring his teeth a little but he held back his tongue and looked away.

Finally the one soul who was still fussing about the Mushroombelly's sudden scene and rise to power admitted her defeat, which was very amusing to Mushroombelly. He meowed rather flirty like "Oh you will be watching me? My my...Don't end up falling in love with me then my dear, I can be rather alluring to stalkers..." He sneered a little. His claws clicked on the trash pile and he meowed again "It seems we will be going to save shadowclan. I'll have them informed then I guess...Perhaps I shall go back, or of course Hollowdusk could. He's often always watching what I do like the stalker brother he is." Mushroombelly's eyes glared at Frostkit but he said nothing to the kit, still rather sour at the feline for abandoning him and tilting his sanity overboard.

Mushroombelly has chosen to help shadowclan out of the forest. 
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