Moon had taken a break from Wc over the past few days, she had come and gone to the waterfall, her chicks staying with her. They, she and his clan, had held a service for him, her mate. There was no body or burial but now stood a stone of white quietly near his home, his name forever set into the scenery. It had taken Moon a while to get past his death, so matters of the clan had gotten somewhat fuzzed in her mind but now, she was back.
She had heard of Fawnchick's abduction and was now planning what they should do, nothing rash, but something nonetheless.
She called a meeting of all, standing on moss rock she looked down.
"One of our chicks was stolen, one of us was turned against the rest, one of us was killed, and we have all lost a bit of what we were in the past. I have been gone, it all falls on my shoulders. You all should know by now that my beloved mate Softember was lost in this past month but, even that is not a reason to forget my clan and my place. Starting today, we shall assume the offensive, the defensive, I plan never to fall to the pray of others again. Between Sc and it's allies we have been nothing but free food and jest for their sick jokes, we can not let this be."
Ella ran into camp, her eyes streaming, "Puff's gone"
