CLOSED PRIVATE - Meeting For a Thought

Soulvoider, the supposed strongest of the three Powerfuls, sat on a tree stump that was surrounded by two others the same height. He was looking agitated.
"The sun is shaded," he mewed gravely. "A vow has been made."

Despairingcall, sitting on one of the stumps in the triangle, nodded.
"Yes... A vow of Death. Not even Starclan can break such a vow."
Despairingcall glanced behind his back, he almost seemed to checking to see if such fabled cats were behind him at that very moment.

Searingeyes nodded, looking unusually serious. He closed his golden eyes, looking deep into the hearts of others everywhere. Searingeyes opened his eyes and mewed,
"Cunningheart made the vow. She vowed to take the teeth of an apprentice - she also cursed him."

Despairingcall thought for a few moments and asked,
"Will she succeed, Searingeyes?"
He suddenly paused, looking past the other Powerfuls.
"There's a kit there," he mewed to the the others. Despairingcall jumped down off of his stump and towards the bank of the stream.
He snagged the kit and brought it back to the camp and returned to the others, leaping onto his stump.
"The question still stands, Searingeyes. Will Cunningheart succeed?"

Searingeyes looked to the dark sky and sighed. His golden eyes became glaze and spoke in a low voice.
"The vow will be fulfilled, but not by Cunningheart. The one with the frosted heart of a tiger will fulfill this vow." He shook his head, his eyes clearing. Searingeyes shrugged. "Whatever that means."

Joy stuck to the wall as she padded a fox length away from where Loveless' cave was, She went into a hunting crouch as the moth she had been stalking landed ounce more.
Her ears flicked around to understand its next move, she wanted to kill it and take it as prey to the scrawny cats in that boring cave.

A Mouse length away she pounced and came crashing down on it.
She fell back into a sit and lifted her paw. The moth was huge in her eyes.
It was about the size of a plump mouse.
after giving the cat who threw her in the cave a dirty look, She stood and picked it up in her fangs and bounded away into the cave again.

OOC: I should have said, this is a private thread. - seems we'll pretend that didn't happen...

IC: Soulvoider chuckled harshly. "Yes, whatever that may mean..." The rain began to fall harder, but the thick tree branches that hung over the three stumps did very well in protecting the Powerfuls from the wind and rain. Soulvoider sighed deeply.
"What of Shadowstar? What will happen to him? And what of his descendant? What of the Servants?"

OOC: 'Kay

IC: Searingeye's held up his tail and said,
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, come on. One prophecy a day, alright? It takes a lot out of me to tell the future." He sighed, his ears drooping in exhaustion.

Soulvoider 'huffed' but nodded.
"Fine, then." he looked at Despairingcall.
"Despairingcall, what do your feathered spies tell you?"

Searingeyes looked over to the black Powerful.

"What we expected them to be whispering," said Despairingcall.
"They speak of what will come. They speak of a host of cats moving towards the old home of Abyssclan, ready for battle - but the other cat's forces are greater than they know." He bowed his head. "They may not be coming back."

Searingeyes nodded. He understood.

Despairingcall looked to the skies - the rain was clearing up, it was still coudy but he could see the nearly full-moon.
"We should be heading back soon," he mewed.

Searingeyes nodded. His ears pricked up when he heard Shadowstar's call.
"Let's go," he mewed, jumping down off of his stump and heading back into the camp.

Soulvoider and Despairingcall followed, shaking their head as the random drops of water hit their heads.