"Okay. What's this meeting about?" Silverbreeze asked, glancing around expectantly. With a shrug, her best friend Finchnose blew a scrap of dried marigold leaf off her pelt. "Beats me. The chief strategist - now that Reedfur's gone - and fighter planned it." She gestured to Bramblepath and Strongheart. Just the words Reedfur's gone sent a shiver down Silverbreeze's spine, though she concealed it with a tight smile. He's fine. He has to be. Without him, I don't know what I'd do... "We called this meeting to discuss how we're going to divide up our cats now," Strongheart cut into her thoughts.