"Many of you know this already, and many others have not seen it yet, but at a certain time in spring, there comes a swarm of rodents called lemmings coming from the north. Many of them head straight towards our territory and do not stop until they fall off of our cliff--and even then a few resourceful ones make it along the shore. We do not know the cause of this, only that it has happened for generations before us.
MoorClan have sent us a message that they have seen lemmings coming towards their boundaries. They will be upon us in two days time. In the meantime, prepare yourselves. They are not dangerous, but as with any great number of things, they can overpower us though they do not intend to. My own grandfather, in his old age, was pushed off a shelf by a swarm of lemmings trying to get to the sea, and fell to his death."
Onyxstar paused for a moment, bowing his head, then continued, "So be careful. I remind you again that they are not malevolent, but their threat is in the massive numbers that they are. Mentors, train your apprentices well. Make sure they know good techniques for hunting.
Queens, keep your kits inside during the swarm. Kits are most likely to be crushed by the lemmings.
Petalsoul and Herbpaw, be ready for injuries.
Fernflame, work out a system of border patrols and hunting patrols so we can keep an eye out for the swarm. (Post it under here or in my den).
That is all. Thank you!"
Onyxstar leaped from the High Shelf and padded back into his den.
Petalsoul looked to Herbpaw. "We must prepare." She said, "Lets go to the den and see what we are missing." She said quickly, then began to walk to the den.
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