Leaning forward, the dark tom attempted to get a better view of the leaders ahead, as a rusted golden tabby approached the leaders who gathered up front, a pelt that belonged to no other but Brackenstar. "Hpmh. You would think that a leader would be more cautious about their fur," Duststripe muttered, commenting on the leader's fur that was ruffled on the edges. A question raised from the apprentice beside him as he returned to their conversation about her mentor. "Well, you can say that I suppose. I have met him in many battles. A good warrior he was, you were lucky to have him as your mentor." Duststripe's tongue tasted bitter as the last sentence rolled out of his mouth. He wasn't used to praising cats of other clans, but he felt he needed to do something to cheer the apprentice up.
The orange tabby pushed his way through the sea of cats smiling at Dappleleaf as he pushed on, counting the heads of his clan mates to make sure they were all present. The ferns licked his paws as he approached the leaders at the front of the clearing. Shadowstar, Lightningstar....but where's (Name of Skyclan leader)?[\I] Brackenstar asked himself as he became closer. "Greetings," he said as he took his place amongst the two, dipping his head to both of them.[\color]
(Short! Sorry!)