October Gathering

[BEAR.]

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[SuspiciousMindz]

The Windclan leader strode towards the Seastones. He had lost a life recently and with the help of Surgestorm, he had been recovering from it quickly. Although the weakness was still visible from the fur that clung to a frame that was starting to fill again. Only Surgestorm knew of the loss, however. The rest of Windclan didn't have a clue. For all anyone else knew, Blazingstar still had his full 9 lives.

With each step, it was clear he was a mission. There was a fire in his golden gaze that wasn't normally there. Windclan knew exactly what was going to happen tonight, it was hushed information for the moment. Tonight all the clans would know what Snowstar had done. Tonight was the make it or break it for the two clans. He only hoped Starclan wouldn't stop him on this mission.

[vellichor]

Wavesplash padded into the clearing, near the front of the group, fluffy tail held high. Her muzzle was pointed to the sky, a rare smile sporting her angular features. Her blue-gray fur, soft as always, shone in the moonlight. Her sat near the edge of the clearing, claws sheathed. She wasn’t to fight yet, after all. Not until her leader, Blazingstar, gave the declaration. She swiped her tongue along her fluffy white chest, flattening her ears.

She fixed her pale blue eyes on the heavens above, starlight reflecting in her irises. ”Oh, StarClan,” she murmured, voice barely a whisper as she addressed her ancestors. Her mouth was barely parted as she let out a soft sigh, finally finishing her prayer. “Please, let us be doing the right thing.”

[ ~OPEN~ ]

[Mystery]

Weaselcloud trotted in, a warm smile sitting on his pale ginger face. He layed down in the broad clearing near a patch of trees, dappled in cold moonlight. There wasn't much to do, except for wait until the other clans make their way here. Weasel felt his eyes close slowly and a soft breeze of cold weather rush down him slowly as he relaxed underneath the trees and drifted off, without noticing himself.
I just hope nothing bad really happens, I'll be alright then

(Lord dat's short 0.0)

[Captain]

CandyFlossCat
Hawkfeather padded along with his clanmates with his amber-hued eyes trained on the path before him, his tail lashing behind him with each step that he now took further. His heart was pounding within his chest and honestly, he didn’t know what to think at this very moment. The young warrior’s claws flexed underneath him, snagging grasses and kicking up loose dirt as he continued on his way. This was far from any normal Gathering that was about to greet them, drama and so much more brewing within the cats around him now. In the past, he usually enjoyed going to Gatherings, being able to talk with Flintheart, Pinwhisker and Sproutwhisker, his dear friends from other clans. Oh, Starclan, was Sproutwhisker going to be here? He had heard that his mate had just given birth to a new litter of kittens after having a quiet chat with Pinewhisker on the borders when he had been on a border patrol. He hoped not, the thought of the black-furred tom getting hurt, if this were to somehow go wrong, made his fur prickle with uneasiness. Despite him not even being apart of this drama, he still worried about his friends. Hawkfeather shook his head, his ears pinning against his head. He glanced at Carcalspirit, who was now walking beside him as they headed forth. “Maybe you should’ve stayed back at camp..” He murmured to his mate, his tone thick with worry, “We don’t know what’s going to happen tonight and I don’t want you to get hurt.” His first priority, even before his close friends, was his beloved Carcalspirit. He hated having even the slightest image of her getting hurt if one cat were to have an off mood about what was to happen under the moon tonight. He gave a small sigh, though, knowing he was worried about everything too much right now. Hawkfeather hoped to let things go calmly and perhaps, on the slightest chance, things would go right. His ears twitched as he lifted his head to look up at the stars with his eyes sparkling with various emotions that were far from easy from being explained.

[Deerlie]

Birdsong stepped into the Gathering clearing. Her heart was racing. She missed the gatherings.

Buddy sat in the clearing. This was his first gathering as a Windclan apprentice. Birdsong padded over, "Dont worry, Blazingstar will tell the other clans of your arrival." She purred, giving his ear a swift lick.
{OPEN!!!}

[:blue:]

Goldenstar had finally made his way to the seastones. For the past couple of gatherings, he hadn’t gone, preferring to stay in Shadowclan and watch the other cats in case something happened. That was always how he had been, and, with the flood, it proved slightly useful. However, he was the leader now, and needed to stop living in the past. That was what he told himself always.

The leader knew he was the newest in the bunch, and he didn’t really know what to say about why Halestar was gone. Did saying the honest truth make Shadowclan look weak? He didn’t know. She had just...left. She had ran away, never came back, hasn’t been seen since then. Hearing the murmurs of other cats, he decided to finally walk into the clearing.

Maybe it was just his anxiety, or something else that was stupid like that, but he felt as though something bad might happen tonight. He shook it off as him overreacting to just being a new leader, but what if his superstitions were correct?! What if there was some kind of attack? What if he accidentally said the wrong thing? That wouldn’t happen, he told himself, pushing through the cats somewhat calmly now.

[Momotaro]

Rosenose padded into the clearing, relieved that another queen was taking care of her kits so she could be at the gathering. She looked around the oceanside cliff, smiling. It's beautiful, she though examining the surrounding's. She quickly spotted Goldenstar. Ever since he had chosen Haflgaze as deputy, Honeythistle disliked her talking to him, or even being near him. Though Rosenose secretly thought it was because Goldenstar had saved her life in the flood; not Honeythistle.

Rosenose padded a bit closer, wanting to speak with the leader, to at least say her gratitude. If she had died, her kits would be dead, and though Honeythistle had other mates to comfort him, RoseNose suspected he would feel grief. She shook slightly and tried to clear her throat to speak, nervous about whether Honeythistle would see her.

{Is this open? Blue?}

[Captain]

Shadomaru
“So, Newtpaw, how’s training with that new mentor of yours been going?” Blackfrost asked the small apprentice as the two of them followed the rest of Shadowclan on the way to the gathering, “You’ve been with them for, what, a moon now? Are they treating you well?” The black-and-white-furred shecat had seen the munchkin as a close friend of hers for a few moons, the both of them occasionally sharing a piece of prey and acting almost like a motherly figure to Newtpaw these days. “Oh, things have been going great!” Newtpaw purred, giving a small bound on her paws, “Raspberrybubble really sees the potential in me, I believe, she thinks I’m quite good when it comes to my fighting training. I’ve learned so many cool new battle techniques.” She said this with a happy purr stirring from her throat, her skinny tail waving behind her, “She’s very kind to me, despite my shortened legs and such, but that’s beside the point now.” Blackfrost glanced down at the small shecat, with brown and white fur, “You shouldn’t be seen as different because of your legs, Newt. There are many cats out there that have similar or even worst things to deal with and they’ve become great warriors.” She mentioned, “You’ll be an amazing warrior someday, I know that with all of my heart.” Newtpaw looked up at the larger shecat for a moment in silence before giving a lightened nod. “You’re right.” As the two of them finally reached the Seastones, where all the clans would gather, they could already see Windclan in the area. “I’m gonna go see if Ferretpaw is at the Gathering.” The munchkin remarked to Blackfrost, “I’ll see you later, Blackfrost.” She bounded off into the open area under the light of the moon as the shecat watched in a blissful silence. “Such an innocent youth, it’s such a shame that cats give her such a hard time because of her appearance.” Blackfrost murmured, shaking her head before turning to her mate, Crowhawk. “Where should we sit at the Gathering tonight, love?” She asked him with a warm smile as she gave him a softened nuzzle, “I chose where we sat last time, this time we can go wherever you want.”

[Phoenix Flames]

Wavesplash padded into the clearing, near the front of the group, fluffy tail held high. Her muzzle was pointed to the sky, a rare smile sporting her angular features. Her blue-gray fur, soft as always, shone in the moonlight. Her sat near the edge of the clearing, claws sheathed. She wasn’t to fight yet, after all. Not until her leader, Blazingstar, gave the declaration. She swiped her tongue along her fluffy white chest, flattening her ears.

She fixed her pale blue eyes on the heavens above, starlight reflecting in her irises. ”Oh, StarClan,” she murmured, voice barely a whisper as she addressed her ancestors. Her mouth was barely parted as she let out a soft sigh, finally finishing her prayer. “Please, let us be doing the right thing.”

[ ~OPEN~ ]

"Wavesplash.", Blizzardfrost meowed, his deep voice sounding a bit odd, croaky to be exact. The WindClan tom felt weird talking to her. The lithe, tall, and white tom sat down next to the she-cat. His ice blue eyes, gazing around the clearing before looking back at Wavesplash.

[Phoenix Flames]

Zero to Hero

Zenithwhisker padded into the clearing. Hopefully she could talk to her son. The cream and white she-cat hadn't talked to Slatestone in a while. "Slatestone, could you come here, please?, the Maine Coon asked.

[russet]

Russetbird padded into the Seastones, in the mass of fur that was ShadowClan. He watched as Goldenstar hopped onto the Seastones, noting every anxious move and ear twitch that the leader made. He laughed to himself and wondered why Halestar had chosen the tom. Of course, he loved Goldenstar as leader and respected the late Halestar’s opinion, but he was just very stressed and nervous all the time. He knew that Halfgaze gently balanced out the leader’s actions, making him a perfect deputy for Goldenstar. He sighed and sat down, pushing his urge to be deputy and leader one day to the side, knowing that the cats in charge were the perfect match.
He then turned his mind to the young medicine cat, Daypaw. At first he laughed when the cat was appointed medicine cat despite their young age, but he had seen how well the cat preformed. The young cat had plenty of experience and he respected them because of this. He looked up at the Seastones and noticed that WindClan had already arrived. He shuffled uncomfortably as he remembered how tense WindClan and ThunderClan were. He was glad, for one of the first times, that he wasn’t leader and didn’t have to deal with all the drama between Clans.

[Undercover]

WindClan
Grimsight wandered into the clearing, his gaze unfocused. He muttered something to himself, padding over to the edge of the clearing. Finding a spot on a smooth stone, the ragged-furred tom cat sat down, wrapping his tail aroun his paws.

Eburneanpaw bounced into the clearing, excited as always. His paws huzzed with energy; he was really looking forward to the gathering, looking around for someone to talk to.

Ebonyleaf padded into the clearing, her eyes bright and shining with calm. Her flank was gleaming, having been freshly groomed, and her claws unsheathed. She knew thee was no fighting, and stuck strongly to that rule.

Prairieflight padded slowly into the clearing, his brilliant gaze watching the Clans in the clearing. Hi s tail twitched, and the tom slowly made his way to a small bush. Rather than approach a cat himself, he decided to wait and see whether any cat would talk to him.

ShadowClan
Smallpaw padded through the entrance, his black and white pelt slightly ruffled. He looked around once, seeing that they were second to arrive. Blinking, he hurriedly over to the edge of the place, looking out at the water, his gaze unreadable.

Greywhisper trotted in behind Goldenstar. He glanced around casually and slunk between his clanmates, small tail tip flicking back and forth. He hadn't been to a gathering for a while, and was actually looking forward to it for once.
All are open!!
Except For Greywhisper and Eburneanpaw

[russet]

Russetbird glanced at Graywhisper. “Hey, what do you thing about ThunderClan and WindClan, huh? They seem pretty aggravated at each other. Do you think they’ll fight?” As he said this he glanced back at Blazingstar, his tail twitching nervously.

Undercover

[Undercover]

Russetbird glanced at Graywhisper. “Hey, what do you thing about ThunderClan and WindClan, huh? They seem pretty aggravated at each other. Do you think they’ll fight?” As he said this he glanced back at Blazingstar, his tail twitching nervously.

Undercover
Greywhisper looked over at the tom, realizing what he said was true. He had often noticed the looks the two clans were giving each other, and he though, personally, that Blazingstar looked rather worried, as though something was bothering her.
"Yes," he meowed, twitching his whiskers. "StarClan will get angry if something does break out."

[Darky]

brezzyfoot came though the tress. Her gray fur was smooth.
"Primfur come on!!" brezzyfoot said to her sister.

Hawkstar

[russet]

Greywhisper looked over at the tom, realizing what he said was true. He had often noticed the looks the two clans were giving each other, and he though, personally, that Blazingstar looked rather worried, as though something was bothering her.
"Yes," he meowed, twitching his whiskers. "StarClan will get angry if something does break out."

He snorted. “I don’t think they care about StarClan at this point. I say they’re on the verge of war.” He looked around. “I wouldn’t be suprised if they started fighting tomorrow, to be honest.”

[Undercover]

He snorted. “I don’t think they care about StarClan at this point. I say they’re on the verge of war.” He looked around. “I wouldn’t be suprised if they started fighting tomorrow, to be honest.”
The tom nodded, his tail flicking back and forth, his gaze hard. "As long as it's not today. I'm not going to have my fur torn up over something we aren't involve doing in."

[vellichor]

"Wavesplash.", Blizzardfrost meowed, his deep voice sounding a bit odd, croaky to be exact. The WindClan tom felt weird talking to her. The lithe, tall, and white tom sat down next to the she-cat. His ice blue eyes, gazing around the clearing before looking back at Wavesplash.

Wavesplash pricked her ears, swiveling her head to face the cat addressing her. She hoped it wasn’t anyone hostile. ShadowClan has arrived, but what did WindClan have against them? She hoped they’d become allies if battle was imminent. She didn’t know what to think of ThunderClan, though. Unlike most of her clanmates, she didn’t know whether they were telling the truth and someone was stating it all, or to hate them. If it was the former, Who, and why? The latter, well... they were going to war anyway.

“Blizzardfrost,” Wavesplash sighed with relief. She noticed a slick crack in the tom’s voice and wondered. This wasn’t really normal for Blizzardfrost. Or so she thought. She hadn’t really been around him long enough to know him well. Her dark blue hues darted around the Gathering area, watching ShadowClan arrive. She finally made eye contact with Blizzardfrost, giving a small smile. Her fuzzy tail curled around her paws as she grasped with what to say. “I... I don’t know about going to war, honestly,” she finally stammered, petting her fears out.

[russet]

The tom nodded, his tail flicking back and forth, his gaze hard. "As long as it's not today. I'm not going to have my fur torn up over something we aren't involve doing in."

Russetbird laughed. “Yeah, that’s for sure. I’m not fighting for cats that I don’t even know. That’s their problem, not ShadowClan’s.” He smiled and lashed his tail.

[vellichor]

Eburneanpaw bounced into the clearing, excited as always. His paws huzzed with energy; he was really looking forward to the gathering, looking around for someone to talk to.


Sharppaw trudged to the Seastones, ill-tempered after what had happened. “Let’s get this over with,” he hissed, putting on a fake grin. He trotted over to a... happy looking WindClan apprentice. Grin fading to a small smile, Sharppaw sat before the other tom. “Hi!” Sharppaw meowed, faking excitement. “What’s your name?”

[Captain]

Eburneanpaw bounced into the clearing, excited as always. His paws huzzed with energy; he was really looking forward to the gathering, looking around for someone to talk to.

Sharppaw trudged to the Seastones, ill-tempered after what had happened. “Let’s get this over with,” he hissed, putting on a fake grin. He trotted over to a... happy looking WindClan apprentice. Grin fading to a small smile, Sharppaw sat before the other tom. “Hi!” Sharppaw meowed, faking excitement. “What’s your name?”

Once Newtpaw had bounded away from the watchful eye of Blackfrost, the small apprentice bounded through the sea of cats of different clans with an excited bound in her step. She wondered if Ferretpaw was around for her to talk to, having not talked to the dark-furred tomcat since the last Gathering a few previous moons ago. Much had changed since then, but the shecat still saw him as a friend of hers to call her own. The two had bumped into each other at the Gathering and immediately became good friends, which made her smile. However, to her dismay, he didn’t seem to be around for this one, which made her ears flatten slightly. Since Lionpaw was not with her tonight, the apprentice now realized that she was all alone. It was a sign to young Newtpaw which meant that she had to be more social and try to make more friends. As she came to this conclusion, the munchkin's eyes landed on another apprentice, who looked rather excited and hyper as she was. They must’ve been from Windclan, considering that she had never seen them before. She bounded over to Ebureanpaw with a polite smile resting on her maw. “Hello there.” She purred with her long tail swishing back and forth behind her, “My name’s Newtpaw. Is this your first Gathering?” The apprentice asked, tilting her head to the side with curiosity sparkling in her lightened blue-hued eyes. She then noted of the other apprentice that had come over to talk with them as well. "Oh, I'm sorry to intrude.." The young shecat mewed, taking a few cautious steps back. Newtpaw wasn't the most social and confident of cats, wondering if approaching these two was a good idea afterall.

[Leucos]

brezzyfoot came though the tress. Her gray fur was smooth.
"Primfur come on!!" brezzyfoot said to her sister.

Hawkstar

Primfur ran up to her sister with a wide smile she was breathing quickly her long fur and weight kind of held her back a little her mouth was open
" I'm here sis ! But you got to keep in mind , I'm not as young as I used to be . " she panted out and was beside brezzyfoot she smiled and nuzzled her sister

[Darky]

Primfur ran up to her sister with a wide smile she was breathing quickly her long fur and weight kind of held her back a little her mouth was open
" I'm here sis ! But you got to keep in mind , I'm not as young as I used to be . " she panted out and was beside brezzyfoot she smiled and nuzzled her sister
"Your just a couple moons older than me" brezzyfoot purred. She sat down as she wanted to see who was around.

[Undercover]

Sharppaw trudged to the Seastones, ill-tempered after what had happened. “Let’s get this over with,” he hissed, putting on a fake grin. He trotted over to a... happy looking WindClan apprentice. Grin fading to a small smile, Sharppaw sat before the other tom. “Hi!” Sharppaw meowed, faking excitement. “What’s your name?”

Once Newtpaw had bounded away from the watchful eye of Blackfrost, the small apprentice bounded through the sea of cats of different clans with an excited bound in her step. She wondered if Ferretpaw was around for her to talk to, having not talked to the dark-furred tomcat since the last Gathering a few previous moons ago. Much had changed since then, but the shecat still saw him as a friend of hers to call her own. The two had bumped into each other at the Gathering and immediately became good friends, which made her smile. However, to her dismay, he didn’t seem to be around for this one, which made her ears flatten slightly. Since Lionpaw was not with her tonight, the apprentice now realized that she was all alone. It was a sign to young Newtpaw which meant that she had to be more social and try to make more friends. As she came to this conclusion, the munchkin's eyes landed on another apprentice, who looked rather excited and hyper as she was. They must’ve been from Windclan, considering that she had never seen them before. She bounded over to Ebureanpaw with a polite smile resting on her maw. “Hello there.” She purred with her long tail swishing back and forth behind her, “My name’s Newtpaw. Is this your first Gathering?” The apprentice asked, tilting her head to the side with curiosity sparkling in her lightened blue-hued eyes. She then noted of the other apprentice that had come over to talk with them as well. "Oh, I'm sorry to intrude.." The young shecat mewed, taking a few cautious steps back. Newtpaw wasn't the most social and confident of cats, wondering if approaching these two was a good idea afterall.
Eburneanpaw smiled at Sharppaw as he padded over.
"Hi, I'm Eburneanpaw!" He meowed. "What's your name?" He flicked his tail, glad that someone had came over. The he scented another cat head over.
His excited gaze flickered over to Newtpaw.
"Hi!" He purred to the other apprentice. "I am Eburneanpaw!" The tom cat meowed again, "this is my first gathering. Is it your guys' first as well?" He blinked. "And what's your name?" He asked Newtpaw, his sentences running together as he spoke, not worrying about how loud he seemed compared to others around. He was happy to be here, so he's show it.

[Leucos]

"Your just a couple moons older than me" brezzyfoot purred. She sat down as she wanted to see who was around.

" yeah but I wish to be an apprentice again . It's this pesky fur! Tell me sis do I look fluffy to you? Hmm? " she asked as she showed her sister her weight and tilted her head " if so I gotta stop eating rabbits! " she meowed with a chuckle

[Captain]

Eburneanpaw smiled at Sharppaw as he padded over.
"Hi, I'm Eburneanpaw!" He meowed. "What's your name?" He flicked his tail, glad that someone had came over. The he scented another cat head over.
His excited gaze flickered over to Newtpaw.
"Hi!" He purred to the other apprentice. "I am Eburneanpaw!" The tom cat meowed again, "this is my first gathering. Is it your guys' first as well?" He blinked. "And what's your name?" He asked Newtpaw, his sentences running together as he spoke, not worrying about how loud he seemed compared to others around. He was happy to be here, so he's show it.
The small apprentice was relieved when the tomcat showed signs of friendly behavior and didn’t mind her being over here, despite being in different clans too. “I’m Newtpaw.” The shecat repeated with a slight purr coming from her as she spoke, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Eburneanpaw. This is actually my second Gathering, but it still feels like my first one.” She admitted this with a softened chuckle as she sat down beside the other two apprentices, her tail curling around her paws. Perhaps she would make more friends tonight and things would go better than expected. This apprentice seemed to be kind enough to be friends with and so far, he didn’t point out her shortened legs or made fun of her. “It sure is a beautiful night out tonight. The stars are so bright up there.” She mentioned, lifting her gaze to look up at the marvelous night sky that stretched out overhead, bathing the area in a soothing moonlight.

[Darky]

" yeah but I wish to be an apprentice again . It's this pesky fur! Tell me sis do I look fluffy to you? Hmm? " she asked as she showed her sister her weight and tilted her head " if so I gotta stop eating rabbits! " she meowed with a chuckle
"We have to eat rabbits we are windclan. And your fur is fluffy but not as fluffy as mine" brezzyfoot said.

[Leucos]

"We have to eat rabbits we are windclan. And your fur is fluffy but not as fluffy as mine" brezzyfoot said.

" please sis , I'm a she cat so too me looks matter! " she meowed and playfully pawed her sister " so what you think will happen? " she asked

[Darky]

" please sis , I'm a she cat so too me looks matter! " she meowed and playfully pawed her sister " so what you think will happen? " she asked
"Let's go meet some other cats" brezzyfoot said.

[dionysus]

Halfgaze stepped into the clearing after Goldenstar, looking around at the same old meeting place with new wonder. Everything looked the same, despite her new position, but for the first time in all of her trips to the gathering, Halfgaze simply couldn't keep her gaze away from the leaders' rock. One day, she would be up there, and the thought sent chills down her spine. Halfgaze was certain she wasn't ready to be a leader, or even to address the four clans from the meeting rock. But, she was still a new deputy and she would learn and by the time it was her turn to speak from atop that looming rock, she'd be ready. The thought of Goldenstar dying, however, made the tortoiseshell so sick that she had to imagine him retiring instead. For now, she let her daydreams go and focused on the milling cats about her, happy with the way things were at the moment instead of wishing for time to move faster as some deputies might. Scenting the air, the new deputy deduced that only Shadowclan and Windclan were present at the moment. Good, I still have some time to figure out where to sit. The new deputy was pretty sure that deputies had their own place, but she wasn't sure where it was. Halfgaze dreaded being absent from that place during her first gathering as a deputy. I'm hopeless, she thought with a frown and a desperate gleam in her eyes, how do I expect to be of service to my clan if I can't even figure out where to sit? For the moment, the tortoiseshell decided to simply sit near the front of seastones and keep an eye out for any deputies she recognized in order to follow or ask them.

[Role]

(here we go!) ( Charmer ? Only if you want to roleplay here )

Rosebelly entered the clearing, taking in a deep breath. Scents mingled around her, almost making her dizzy. Soon, she recollected herself. Rosebelly glanced around, analyzing the other Clans. ShadowClan looked calm and were idly chatting with WindClan. WindClan, on the other hand, were not calm. As soon as ThunderClan entered the clearing, several cats were shooting them glares. Something big was going to happen. She just knew it. Swallowing, Rosebelly padded further into the Gathering, and settled down.

Alliumeyes bounded into the clearing, eyes shining. This was her first Gathering as a warrior! Dirtpaw no more! Alliumeyes took in all the scents. WindClan and ShadowClan were here. Alliumeyes completely ignored the fact that WindClan was eying ThunderClan suspiciously, and bounced away.

(Open!)

[Dovekit12]

Foxflame followed her leader into the clearing and noticed the tension between Windclan and Thunderclan. "I hope theres not a fight." She thought to hrself then sat down.



Open

[Charmer]

(here we go!) ( Charmer ? Only if you want to roleplay here )

Rosebelly entered the clearing, taking in a deep breath. Scents mingled around her, almost making her dizzy. Soon, she recollected herself. Rosebelly glanced around, analyzing the other Clans. ShadowClan looked calm and were idly chatting with WindClan. WindClan, on the other hand, were not calm. As soon as ThunderClan entered the clearing, several cats were shooting them glares. Something big was going to happen. She just knew it. Swallowing, Rosebelly padded further into the Gathering, and settled down.

Alliumeyes bounded into the clearing, eyes shining. This was her first Gathering as a warrior! Dirtpaw no more! Alliumeyes took in all the scents. WindClan and ShadowClan were here. Alliumeyes completely ignored the fact that WindClan was eying ThunderClan suspiciously, and bounced away.

(Open!)

Morningblue followed along with Thunderclan, his pelt prickling with unease. Tonight was the night they would find out if Thunderclan's disastrous trek into Shadowclan territory in search of prey would yield the consequences he feared. He watched as Snowstar took her place on the stones with Blazingstar and... it seemed Shadowclan had a new leader, or Halestar was ill. The crowd in the gathering seemed to crackle with tension. He spotted Rosebelly getting situated in the crowd and padded over, sitting beside her and shooting her a glance that he meant to communicate warmth, but there was worry in that green-eyed gaze.

Cherrydawn padded in on the tail end of the Thunderclan warriors, trying to hold her head high, but her heart felt heavy. In spite of her best efforts, as Thunderclan entered the clearing and she saw that Windclan was already there, the ginger and white shecat looked for Skyfeather in the crowd...
Flameleaf

[lio]

a chestnut tabby tom trotted towards the seastones, his bulky tail swishing against the ground. he turned his amber gaze towards his fellow windclan felines, nose twitching with thought. small pawsteps were taken as to bring himself closer to the gathering. his breath was slow, ears flicking calmly while he searched for someone to talk to.
the tom, by the name of nightwhisper, sat within the bustling cats around him and awaited the approach of another feline. his tail flicked as it curled around his frozen frame, a quiet sigh released from his open maw. nightwhisper spun his head slowly, scanning the gathering. he observed the chatting cats around him, paws carefully kneading the ground. it was a way of concentration, he told himself, whenever he was lost within his thoughts he subconsciously began to knead to ground.
he itched to run from the seastones and explore the area, spine tingling and paws twitching. night mumbled to himself, an incoherent form of words bumbling from his throat. he looked around once more, breathing growing heavier, yet still soft. the chestnut tom flattened his ears and began to count his heartbeats as they pounded by, unaware of the tension between thunderclan and his own.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Boulderpaw padded into the clearing, bored. I don't want to be here! I'd much rather be eating dry kittypet pellet food right now... the ShadowClan tom didn't bother to socialise with other cats as he brushed past ginger, silver, brown, black every colour under the sun pelts and he sat down next to a bush on his own just rolling a stone between his paws waiting for the gathering to start.

[fresh]

Charmer you want to do a Nightpaw and Snowpaw roleplay? I think we've duplicated Ambercloud and Thistlepaw too much already, lol

[Phoenix Flames]

Wavesplash pricked her ears, swiveling her head to face the cat addressing her. She hoped it wasn’t anyone hostile. ShadowClan has arrived, but what did WindClan have against them? She hoped they’d become allies if battle was imminent. She didn’t know what to think of ThunderClan, though. Unlike most of her clanmates, she didn’t know whether they were telling the truth and someone was stating it all, or to hate them. If it was the former, Who, and why? The latter, well... they were going to war anyway.

“Blizzardfrost,” Wavesplash sighed with relief. She noticed a slick crack in the tom’s voice and wondered. This wasn’t really normal for Blizzardfrost. Or so she thought. She hadn’t really been around him long enough to know him well. Her dark blue hues darted around the Gathering area, watching ShadowClan arrive. She finally made eye contact with Blizzardfrost, giving a small smile. Her fuzzy tail curled around her paws as she grasped with what to say. “I... I don’t know about going to war, honestly,” she finally stammered, petting her fears out.

"Me neither...", Blizzardfrost replied. He just hoped he wouldn't have to fight any of his friends from the other clans. I don't want to think about fighting Zenithwhisker, Pathfinder, Silvernose, or Ashenfur.. Our loyalty will always be with each other and our clans.... They're my friends.... But, we might have to fight.., the white furred tom thought. Blizzardfrost sighed.

[Role]

Morningblue followed along with Thunderclan, his pelt prickling with unease. Tonight was the night they would find out if Thunderclan's disastrous trek into Shadowclan territory in search of prey would yield the consequences he feared. He watched as Snowstar took her place on the stones with Blazingstar and... it seemed Shadowclan had a new leader, or Halestar was ill. The crowd in the gathering seemed to crackle with tension. He spotted Rosebelly getting situated in the crowd and padded over, sitting beside her and shooting her a glance that he meant to communicate warmth, but there was worry in that green-eyed gaze.

Cherrydawn padded in on the tail end of the Thunderclan warriors, trying to hold her head high, but her heart felt heavy. In spite of her best efforts, as Thunderclan entered the clearing and she saw that Windclan was already there, the ginger and white shecat looked for Skyfeather in the crowd...
Flameleaf
Rosebelly heard Morningblue pad beside her and sit down. She turned her head to meet his gaze, worry evident on her own. Frowning, she spoke up. "How've you been? Anything new happen?" Rosebelly began to relax. Chatting with friends was good for a tense situation like this. Suddenly, Rosebelly was brimming with excitement to tell Morningblue about her apprentice's warrior ceremony. Forget WindClan, it's time to catch up with friends, even if they are from the same Clan.

[Starfall]

[Open Roleplays]

[Tc]
The golden tabby practically skipped into the opening, his fur shining as brightly as the sun itself, a huge smile plastered on his maw. He loved gatherings, he loved meeting new felines, new potential friends. He had met a few aquaintances here, most of them Windclan, which made him incredibly happy. He happily made his way to a open spot and sat himself down, his ocean colored hues danced with excitement, yet at the same time they gleamed with worry. The pure anger that had been happening between Windclan and Thunderclan worried the tom, he had many friends in Windclan, and he was positive that the two clans wouldn't be able to handle it if a war broke loose, especially with so little food the two were finding.
Dayhum wrapped his tail around his paws and twitched his little pink nose, watching all the felines around him with curiosity, wondering who would pad up to him and strike up a conversation. Someone he knew, or would it be some one new?

[Shc]
The pale colored feline was already sitting right below the mound where the leaders meet, his bright, big, curious eyes watched Snowstar and Blazingstar intently, any feline would have to be a mouse-brain to not notice just how much the two disliked each other. He shook his head and let out a sigh, his ears folding against his head and his tail wrapping around his paws, he didn't like it when leaders couldn't get along, it spelled trouble for both their clanmates and the clans around them, Blazingsky just wished they could see that.
Recently the warrior had been trying his hardest to help around the camp, feeling as though he has to make up for something he had done, which, in all honesty he couldn't think of a single thing. For a bit he just supposed that his paws were itching to move, itching to do something other than walk around all day in the clearing. His sapphire hues grazed the opening, looking at every single feline for only a few seconds, he loved gatherings, but he hated it when clans brought their hatred with them.

[Wc]
His clan was the first clan here, which didn't surprise him, after all that's how Blazingstar worked, he preffered to be early rather than late, which sits fine with him, he just wished he didn't have to wake up so early. The muscular feline let out a yawn and licked his chest fur, trying to get his mind off of how sleepy he was, which he was very sleepy, he had to watch the camp for the night, which he was very happy to do, but he would have loved to get some sleep as well. The Siberian tom lashed his tail and looked up at Blazingsky, his sky blue optics lingering for a moment before be brought them down and looked directly infront of him. He didn't have an opinion on the two leaders behavior, or, well he did he just wouldn't say it because it wasn't any of his business, not yet atleast, but it would be if it was decided that the two were going to fight.
Sleepingcloud was a pacifist, he wouldn't lift a claw to harm another unless that feline had slaughtered his whole clan, but even then he wasn't sure if he would harm that feline. Though he is a warrior, and he is loyal, and he would die for his clan, he wouldn't harm others just to prove how loyal and strong he is for his clan, there are other ways to prove that.

[Charmer]

Charmer you want to do a Nightpaw and Snowpaw roleplay? I think we've duplicated Ambercloud and Thistlepaw too much already, lol

(yeah that's fair :) )

"Now remember, don't share any clan business with cats from other clans. Anything Goldenstar wants the other clans to know about, he'll say himself. This is a time to mingle with other clan cats, but remember not to get too close with anyone, and absolutely no fighting with cats from other clans at the gathering!" Risingstorm had been tasked with keeping an eye on Goldenstar's new apprentice during the gathering since he was going to be sitting with the other leaders and hardly able to sit with her. Risingstorm looked back at the black shecat to see her distractedly peering over the crowd of cats with wide, green eyes. "Are you listening, Nightpaw?" the Shadowclan warrior asked patiently.

Nightpaw snapped to attention. "Yes, Risingstorm!" she meowed. The former kittpet turned Shadowclan apprentice was overwhelmed and awed by the sights she was seeing. There were more cats here in this one place than she had seen in her lifetime. It seemed unreal to her that so many cats could be living together under the same warrior code that she was so eager to learn about and follow. The little black shecat's paws seemed to tremble with excitement, and she hoped beyong hope that she could act the way she was supposed to.

OPEN

[:blue:]

Rosenose padded into the clearing, relieved that another queen was taking care of her kits so she could be at the gathering. She looked around the oceanside cliff, smiling. It's beautiful, she though examining the surrounding's. She quickly spotted Goldenstar. Ever since he had chosen Haflgaze as deputy, Honeythistle disliked her talking to him, or even being near him. Though Rosenose secretly thought it was because Goldenstar had saved her life in the flood; not Honeythistle.

Rosenose padded a bit closer, wanting to speak with the leader, to at least say her gratitude. If she had died, her kits would be dead, and though Honeythistle had other mates to comfort him, RoseNose suspected he would feel grief. She shook slightly and tried to clear her throat to speak, nervous about whether Honeythistle would see her.

{Is this open? @✨Blue Wishes✨ }

Goldenstar had been making his way towards the streamstone when he saw a she-cat pretty close to him. She seemed to be trying to find something, or someone, or that could just be Goldenstar being way too blind for his own good. Either way, he managed to make his way over to the She-Cat. “Were you looking for someone?” He asked calmly, smiling awkwardly. She was from Shadowclan, but that was all he could really tell. He felt kinda bad for not knowing her name, but will all that had happened, it was somewhat natural. None the less, he still felt bad, waiting to see if he could help.

[Charmer]

Rosebelly heard Morningblue pad beside her and sit down. She turned her head to meet his gaze, worry evident on her own. Frowning, she spoke up. "How've you been? Anything new happen?" Rosebelly began to relax. Chatting with friends was good for a tense situation like this. Suddenly, Rosebelly was brimming with excitement to tell Morningblue about her apprentice's warrior ceremony. Forget WindClan, it's time to catch up with friends, even if they are from the same Clan.

Morningblue answered Rosebelly as he kept his gaze fixed ahead. "Really good. My sister, Jaystorm, had her first litter," a smile creeped its way across his features as he remembers seeing the squeaky balls of fluff for the first time. Morningblue couldn't seem to find the words to describe how in the first moment of seeing his nieces and nephews, he had known he would have readily taken on a whole pack of dogs to keep them safe. "What's new with you, oh mighty patrol leader?" he said with a smirk, feeling better already from just the short time spent talking to Rosebelly. She had a way of making him relax.

[Captain]

CandyFlossCat
The grey-furred warrior lifted his gaze silently to look up at the bright stars that were spread across the sky overhead before glancing behind him. “Come along, Ebonypaw.” He murmured to his apprentice, “We don’t want to fall behind and be late for the Gathering.” Without another word, Flintheart padded onward, setting a pace for the rest of Thunderclan as they went through the darkened forest on their way to yet another Gathering under the full moon, a known tradition that he knew all too well at this time. This, however, would be his apprentice’s second Gathering, to his knowledge and he hoped that Ebonypaw would learn a few things on this day, though the mentor had no words to say about this. When you went to a Gathering for more than twenty moons, things tended to grow a bit tedious overall when it came to situations like this. His greenish blue-hued eyes gleamed in the dark of the night as the tall male walked onward, stepping through the softened green grass and loose dirt as Thunderclan drew closer and closer to the Seastones. The warrior had memorized the usual path by now and it was simply routine at this point. However, he was a respectable tom and did not voice his dulled opinion over things such as this right now. He did wonder, however, what went through the youth’s head as they went forward on their small journey - how did Ebonypaw feel about this? Well, he probably didn’t have much of an opinion since he’d only been to a Gathering once before, but that was back when Ebonypaw was first named as his apprentice. Not dwelling on such things, Flintheart gave a slight sigh of relief as they finally reached their destination. He stopped at the edge of the spacious clearing, looking around at the sea of cats before him before he looked to Ebonypaw once more. “Do you have some friends you’d like to go find or would you want to sit somewhere with me?” He asked the smaller tomcat, his ears twitching slightly at the distance chirping of crickets that sounded in the night.

[Role]

Morningblue answered Rosebelly as he kept his gaze fixed ahead. "Really good. My sister, Jaystorm, had her first litter," a smile creeped its way across his features as he remembers seeing the squeaky balls of fluff for the first time. Morningblue couldn't seem to find the words to describe how in the first moment of seeing his nieces and nephews, he had known he would have readily taken on a whole pack of dogs to keep them safe. "What's new with you, oh mighty patrol leader?" he said with a smirk, feeling better already from just the short time spent talking to Rosebelly. She had a way of making him relax.
Rosebelly gaped in surprise. "Wow! Congratulations! Rosebelly had never met Jaystorm, but she felt very happy for the stranger. Kits were a handful, but were no doubt the best part of a molly's life. That's what she heard anyway. Rosebelly chuckled at his nickname, and nudged him playfully. "Well, Mighty Furball, Dirtpaw recently became a warrior," she announced, puffing out her chest with a grin. Alliumeyes was her new name. Quite the change.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Gleampaw and Acornpaw skipped eagerly into the gathering together. Gleampaw's bright green eyes and ginger pelt stood out especially when she was stood next to her brother, Acornpaw, who also had a ginger pelt. Gleampaw sat down and began to lick her paws clean, ready to make a good first impression. They were there to represent WindClan afterall. Acornpaw on the other hand didn't care what he looked like, a long as his eyes glowed daffodil yellow. Usually at gatherings there were many stars, twinkling in the night sky but tonight there seemed to be barely any. Is StarClan still watching us?

Is StarClan leaving us? A ginger Tom thought as he stared up at the dark sky. Tonight there were only a few glittering stars and the moon was nearly out of sight as well. Being the pessimist that he was, HarmonyBlade had a feeling...he knew that something was going to go horribly wrong this gathering, and many lives would be lost...including the life of someone he knew well...

[Dovekit12]

(yeah that's fair :) )

"Now remember, don't share any clan business with cats from other clans. Anything Goldenstar wants the other clans to know about, he'll say himself. This is a time to mingle with other clan cats, but remember not to get too close with anyone, and absolutely no fighting with cats from other clans at the gathering!" Risingstorm had been tasked with keeping an eye on Goldenstar's new apprentice during the gathering since he was going to be sitting with the other leaders and hardly able to sit with her. Risingstorm looked back at the black shecat to see her distractedly peering over the crowd of cats with wide, green eyes. "Are you listening, Nightpaw?" the Shadowclan warrior asked patiently.

Nightpaw snapped to attention. "Yes, Risingstorm!" she meowed. The former kittpet turned Shadowclan apprentice was overwhelmed and awed by the sights she was seeing. There were more cats here in this one place than she had seen in her lifetime. It seemed unreal to her that so many cats could be living together under the same warrior code that she was so eager to learn about and follow. The little black shecat's paws seemed to tremble with excitement, and she hoped beyong hope that she could act the way she was supposed to.

OPEN

Spottedpaw walked around avoiding the Windclan cats because they all seemed to be giving her mean looks. Seeing another apprentice she trotted over. "Hello," She said happily while trying to ignore the tension in the camp.

[NightWarrior4Life]

A black she-cat and her friend, a rose-gold coloured she-cat, stood at the edge of the gathering, watching the clan cats talk and play and joke. But that's not why the two were there. The black queen felt out of place here, not just because of where she was from, but because of her name as well... Oh why are we even here? We shouldn't be doing this!

"Hey, you look nervous" the other queen said to her friend. "Yeah...I'm starting to regret this..."
"Don't! It's too late to turn back now!" the sandy she-cat snapped.
"And don't you leave behind my back and just abandon me here without me knowing...there's no. Backing. Out. Got it? We're gonna do it, and get it over with..."
"Calm down DesertMoon! It's alright for you, you'll fit right in! Now don't do anything suspicious that'll attract attention...if you get attacked, you'll probably lose your kits and my kits will lose me...neither of us are in any fit state to fight right now..."
DesertMoon just nodded while the black she-cat shifted nervously on her paws.

[Charmer]

Rosebelly gaped in surprise. "Wow! Congratulations! Rosebelly had never met Jaystorm, but she felt very happy for the stranger. Kits were a handful, but were no doubt the best part of a molly's life. That's what she heard anyway. Rosebelly chuckled at his nickname, and nudged him playfully. "Well, Mighty Furball, Dirtpaw recently became a warrior," she announced, puffing out her chest with a grin. Alliumeyes was her new name. Quite the change.

Morningblue turned and looked at Rosebelly with excitement in his eyes. "Your apprentice? Congratualtions!" the grey tom purred excitedly. "That's a big accomplishment." The shecat's joy seemed to infect him, and his whiskers twitched happily. "I'm hoping to have my own here pretty soon. A kit in the nursery named Lynxkit will be turning six moons very soon now. I can already see some real potential in her. Here's hoping I get to be the one who helps her find it."

[fresh]

(yeah that's fair :) )

"Now remember, don't share any clan business with cats from other clans. Anything Goldenstar wants the other clans to know about, he'll say himself. This is a time to mingle with other clan cats, but remember not to get too close with anyone, and absolutely no fighting with cats from other clans at the gathering!" Risingstorm had been tasked with keeping an eye on Goldenstar's new apprentice during the gathering since he was going to be sitting with the other leaders and hardly able to sit with her. Risingstorm looked back at the black shecat to see her distractedly peering over the crowd of cats with wide, green eyes. "Are you listening, Nightpaw?" the Shadowclan warrior asked patiently.

Nightpaw snapped to attention. "Yes, Risingstorm!" she meowed. The former kittpet turned Shadowclan apprentice was overwhelmed and awed by the sights she was seeing. There were more cats here in this one place than she had seen in her lifetime. It seemed unreal to her that so many cats could be living together under the same warrior code that she was so eager to learn about and follow. The little black shecat's paws seemed to tremble with excitement, and she hoped beyong hope that she could act the way she was supposed to.

OPEN
Bounding towards Seastones, Snowpaw skidded to a messy halt. All around her cats were practically trembling with tension, and the air seemed to cower from her lungs as she struggled to catch up to the bigger cats. When the small she-cat finally reached the stones, the beach shifting beneath her paws, the sound took her by extreme surprise. Except it wasn't the sound, it was the lack of it. Whiskers twitching, Snowpaw looked around for a cat from her Clan, preferably someone her age- or relatively close to it.

A small sigh emanating from her maw, she found a black apprentice that looked around her age and sat next to her. "Hi!" The single word took effort to make excited and the normally bouncy molly was dissapointed. Attempting to sound optimistic yet again, she meowed, "I'm Snowpaw. Who're you?"

[Role]

Morningblue turned and looked at Rosebelly with excitement in his eyes. "Your apprentice? Congratualtions!" the grey tom purred excitedly. "That's a big accomplishment." The shecat's joy seemed to infect him, and his whiskers twitched happily. "I'm hoping to have my own here pretty soon. A kit in the nursery named Lynxkit will be turning six moons very soon now. I can already see some real potential in her. Here's hoping I get to be the one who helps her find it."
Rosebelly let out a purr, but that was abruptly stopped as he told of his possible future apprentice. "Good luck if you get her! Apprentices can be a handful sometimes," she replied, eyes shining. Rosebelly stood up, shook herself head to tail, and sat back down. Seastones seemed a bit calmer, but maybe it was just her. Rosebelly glanced up at the leaders and noticed something new. "What happened to Halestar?" she asked no one in particular.

[lio]

His clan was the first clan here, which didn't surprise him, after all that's how Blazingstar worked, he preffered to be early rather than late, which sits fine with him, he just wished he didn't have to wake up so early. The muscular feline let out a yawn and licked his chest fur, trying to get his mind off of how sleepy he was, which he was very sleepy, he had to watch the camp for the night, which he was very happy to do, but he would have loved to get some sleep as well. The Siberian tom lashed his tail and looked up at Blazingsky, his sky blue optics lingering for a moment before be brought them down and looked directly infront of him. He didn't have an opinion on the two leaders behavior, or, well he did he just wouldn't say it because it wasn't any of his business, not yet atleast, but it would be if it was decided that the two were going to fight.
Sleepingcloud was a pacifist, he wouldn't lift a claw to harm another unless that feline had slaughtered his whole clan, but even then he wasn't sure if he would harm that feline. Though he is a warrior, and he is loyal, and he would die for his clan, he wouldn't harm others just to prove how loyal and strong he is for his clan, there are other ways to prove that.


nightwhisper blinked as he spotted the siberian tom, sleepingcloud, and locked his amber gaze onto him. his furry tail swayed for a moment,
his mind mulling over the possible outcomes of talking to the other tom. many heartbeats passed before nightwhisper huffed and trotted towards sleepingcloud. he sat next to the sleepy tom, keeping some distance in case he did not want to speak. night's ears flattened as he thought of a greeting, whiskers twitching in slight distress.
while he finally found one, the chestnut tabby tensed up and spoke, "hi?" his form froze before he mentally clawed himself at the awkwardness within his voice. he was afraid that sleepingcloud would be unable to hear him, given his naturally quiet voice, which could be easily overpowered by the talking cats around them. his fur bristled as a small wave of anxiety coursed through him, his itch to run from there growing as every heartbeat made its appearance.
nightwhisper cursed himself for being so utterly awkward. he's just your clanmate for starclan's sake, he thought, grumbling and mumbling to himself yet again. his paws kneaded the ground once again, now being used as a comfort mechanism more than a concentration one. night's breathing had slowed, thankfully, and he closed his amber eyes to speak with more, or less, confidence. "uh— how are you?"

he really needed to speak to others more often.

[Charmer]

Spottedpaw walked around avoiding the Windclan cats because they all seemed to be giving her mean looks. Seeing another apprentice she trotted over. "Hello," She said happily while trying to ignore the tension in the camp.

Nightpaw whipped her head around at the sound of another cat's greeting. It was a shecat, and she didn't believe she'd seen her before. "Hi there!" she said excitedly. "My name is Nightpaw. I'm with Shadowclan. Who are you?"

[Fab4evagirl]

Chameleon Daisywind and Featherflight wondered around the gathering. "Don't go tripping over cats' tails," Daisywind joked, knowing how clumsy the young tom was.
"Really? You just had to bring that up," Featherflight muttered, lashing his tail back and forth. He never liked to be teased, especially about his clumsyness.
"Sorry," Daisywind said. Grump she thought. "So, what do you wanna do?"
"Nothing, really. Lets just rest. The trip here was exhausting," Featherflight complained.
Daisywind had to agree. Her paws ached from the hard ground. She was thankful she was on soft grass again. "Look! A rock. We can rest on there," Daisywind suggested.
"Sure," Featherflight agreed. "Just don't take up the whole thing like you normally do."
"You just had to get me back, eh?" Daisywind knew Featherflight could be a grump, but he still had a light spirit.
Both cats trotted over to the rock, laying down and watching the stars.

[Dovekit12]

Nightpaw whipped her head around at the sound of another cat's greeting. It was a shecat, and she didn't believe she'd seen her before. "Hi there!" she said excitedly. "My name is Nightpaw. I'm with Shadowclan. Who are you?"
"I'm Spottedpaw and I'm in Thunderclan. This is my first gathering and so excited!" She said while trying to sit still.

[Mango]

Elmpaw stood among his clan mates.
Dungpaw sulked at the gathering.
Bluepaw was quitely grooming her fur.
Applepaw chatted among her Shadowclan friends.
Honeypaw searched for her Shadowclan friends.
Lobsterbreathe stalked among the group.
Purplepaw hung around searching for Bluepaw and Orangepaw and Greenpaw and Yellowpaw.
Pinkpaw was talking with a Riverclan apprentice.
Yellowpaw and Greenpaw were talking.
Goatpaw stood around awkwardly.
Dawnpaw groomed her fur.
Vixenpaw talked among his friends.
Lionpaw watched in awe at his first gathering.
Logpaw sat on the ground.
Twopaw flirted with every she-cat he saw.
Orangepaw purred in bordeom.
Redpaw scowled in bordeom.
(Now the warriors who I think are fit to fight...)
Cuckootree sat against a tree happily.
Cucumberpickle groomed his fur.
Ferngaze sat alongside her sister.
Peachrain licked her fur.
Rosefern sat with her sister.
Chameleonvine sat alone bored.
Sunstrike licked his fur.
Furzeberry licked his fur.
Cloudsky sat down in the clearing of the gathering in bordeom.
Lynxsky settled down at the clearing.
Strawberrysplash sat down grooming herself.
Fennelheart sat in the clearing.
Flamingspirit sat in the clearing.
Jacklejaguar groomed his fur.
Beespirit arrived and settled down.
(There we go. All my paws and warriors fit for battle.)

[Charmer]

Bounding towards Seastones, Snowpaw skidded to a messy halt. All around her cats were practically trembling with tension, and the air seemed to cower from her lungs as she struggled to catch up to the bigger cats. When the small she-cat finally reached the stones, the beach shifting beneath her paws, the sound took her by extreme surprise. Except it wasn't the sound, it was the lack of it. Whiskers twitching, Snowpaw looked around for a cat from her Clan, preferably someone her age- or relatively close to it.

A small sigh emanating from her maw, she found a black apprentice that looked around her age and sat next to her. "Hi!" The single word took effort to make excited and the normally bouncy molly was dissapointed. Attempting to sound optimistic yet again, she meowed, "I'm Snowpaw. Who're you?"

Nightpaw's ear twitched and she turned to see a white apprentice bounding up to her, excitement evident in her bouncy steps, and it made Nightpaw excited to see her excitement. "Hi Snowpaw!" she replied, "I'm Nightpaw." The apprentice leaned forward a bit and sniffed the new cat and gasped. "You're from Shadowclan!" she gasped. "I'm from Shadowclan! We're clanmates!" she declared, giving a little bounce of joy.

[Mango]

Chameleon Daisywind and Featherflight wondered around the gathering. "Don't go tripping over cats' tails," Daisywind joked, knowing how clumsy the young tom was.
"Really? You just had to bring that up," Featherflight muttered, lashing his tail back and forth. He never liked to be teased, especially about his clumsyness.
"Sorry," Daisywind said. Grump she thought. "So, what do you wanna do?"
"Nothing, really. Lets just rest. The trip here was exhausting," Featherflight complained.
Daisywind had to agree. Her paws ached from the hard ground. She was thankful she was on soft grass again. "Look! A rock. We can rest on there," Daisywind suggested.
"Sure," Featherflight agreed. "Just don't take up the whole thing like you normally do."
"You just had to get me back, eh?" Daisywind knew Featherflight could be a grump, but he still had a light spirit.
Both cats trotted over to the rock, laying down and watching the stars.
Lynxsky saw a Thunderclanner and another cat,”Mind if a join you?” She asked politely climbing onto the rock.

[Static]

Cayotepaw watched the activity around him.The windclan apprintice was alone,but that didn't really matter right now.He just wanted to learn things about the other cats.He scanned the crowd for a unfamiliar cat that was from any clan.It wasent as if he would be their friend, but it could happen possibly,but he would never admit it.He was unaware of the tension in the air,and completely ignored it,because he thought if was normal. if was only his first gathering after all.
(Open)

[Zero]

Zero to Hero

Zenithwhisker padded into the clearing. Hopefully she could talk to her son. The cream and white she-cat hadn't talked to Slatestone in a while. "Slatestone, could you come here, please?, the Maine Coon asked.

Slatestone's ears swiveled toward his mother's voice from where he had been standing and watching the other clans arrive. His gaze follow shortly, just to make sure that he had been hearing correctly. His suspicions confirmed, he rose gracefully to his paws and weaved his way over to her, stopping shortly in front of Zenithwhisker. "Hey Mom," He meowed, touching his nose softly to hers before sitting back onto his haunches.

[Momotaro]

Goldenstar had been making his way towards the streamstone when he saw a she-cat pretty close to him. She seemed to be trying to find something, or someone, or that could just be Goldenstar being way too blind for his own good. Either way, he managed to make his way over to the She-Cat. “Were you looking for someone?” He asked calmly, smiling awkwardly. She was from Shadowclan, but that was all he could really tell. He felt kinda bad for not knowing her name, but will all that had happened, it was somewhat natural. None the less, he still felt bad, waiting to see if he could help.
Rosenose stumbled awkwardly towards him. Nervously bowing her head down, as Honeythistle asked her to when talking to toms. ``I wanted to thank you for saving me in the floods, i never did thank you... Im sorry if i bothered you, i am a weak molly...`` Rose continued to mumble, trailing of. She wished she hadn't talked now, as she must have bothered the tom. ``Im sorry if you can't remember, i was in the flood, and my kitten weight was sinking me. You saved my kits and my life...``

[fresh]

Nightpaw's ear twitched and she turned to see a white apprentice bounding up to her, excitement evident in her bouncy steps, and it made Nightpaw excited to see her excitement. "Hi Snowpaw!" she replied, "I'm Nightpaw." The apprentice leaned forward a bit and sniffed the new cat and gasped. "You're from Shadowclan!" she gasped. "I'm from Shadowclan! We're clanmates!" she declared, giving a little bounce of joy.
The she-cat grinned, feeling a bit better and more like her old self. "Hi, Nightpaw!" She laughed, purring at the apprentice's optimism. At least there was someone who didn't think she was 'stupid' for being happy. "Yeah, I guess we are! Who's your mentor? Mine's Aspenfall!" A pang of sadness flashed through her eyes. Soon enough, she'd be a warrior. I should be excited for that, she thought, giving her pelt a shake. But Aspenfall is such a good mentor... I'll miss her so much. Shaking again, the excitement pierced her eyes once more. "I'm 14 moons! I'll be a warrior soon, and then I won't have a mentor anymore. It sounds kinda cool, but I'll miss my mentor. She's taught me everything I know." The molly didn't realize how much she was blabbering until she shut her mouth, realizing she needed to give her acquaintance some time to respond. Mimicking other cats bitterly, she thought, don't talk them to death, Snowpaw. You're too optimistic and happy and excited, Snowpaw. Go back to the nursery, Snowpaw. You act like a kit, Snowpaw. Yet again she forced herself to be happy, listening intently to Nightpaw.

[Undercover]

Russetbird laughed. “Yeah, that’s for sure. I’m not fighting for cats that I don’t even know. That’s their problem, not ShadowClan’s.” He smiled and lashed his tail.
Greywhisper gave a nod of his head, agreeing with his clanmates. He was kind of glad the other didn't think it was wrong of him not to fight. "We might get dragged into it, though not without a struggle." He wasn't sure whether that made sense, and flciked his tail, self-conscious of his strangely put together sentence.

[bobtail]

Breezetail padded into the clearing after his leader, smiling to himself. He'd been chosen for the Gathering, again! He could see Ravenwing and Palegleam and Snowwhisker and... Oakenshade! The black and white tom's grin grew wider at the thought of the level-headed tom he'd met on the border days ago. It was rare he would find a cat who could excite him like this; he'd prepared a whole bunch of mind games just for this!

I wonder if he likes riddles? I hope so, I've got some good ones! He noticed a large cluster of RiverClan cats and wondered if the warrior was among them. Hesitating slightly, he started towards the group, hoping Blazingstar wouldn't mind him talking to another Clan despite the tensions between them. They had no particular problem with RiverClan, but the feelings of his Clanmates towards a certain other Clan would most likely ward off most enemy Clanmates. Stop thinking about that. There's a truce tonight, so there won't be any fights. Now, where is Oakenshade?

Undercover
(Wanna fight together when the Dusk Syndicate shows up?)

[rubinaito]

Sasukewolf (madness)

Ebonymist was quiet as she looked around the clearing, her ears twitching with faint annoyance as she looked right at the WindClan and ThunderClan leaders. Their behavior was, simply put, kit-like. Two little kittens fighting over which piece of prey they'd eat. The ShadowClan molly rolled her eyes and brushed past a few WindClan and ThunderClan warriors with a silent scoff. Spotting Lostface a few tail-lengths away, Ebonymist smiled and walked over to the tom. "Lostface," She greeted, brushing up against him. "How are you this fine evening?" Ebonymist waited for his response, before continuing. "I'm disgusted with Blazingstar and Snowstar. Their hatred for each other is ruining both of their clans." She huffed a little, shaking her head.

Would you like to fight together? Ebonymist and Lostface vs. a couple other DS cats? I can put up a quick finder.

[Phoenix Flames]

Slatestone's ears swiveled toward his mother's voice from where he had been standing and watching the other clans arrive. His gaze follow shortly, just to make sure that he had been hearing correctly. His suspicions confirmed, he rose gracefully to his paws and weaved his way over to her, stopping shortly in front of Zenithwhisker. "Hey Mom," He meowed, touching his nose softly to hers before sitting back onto his haunches.
"Hi.", Zenithwhisker meowed, smiling. "I realized that I haven't talked to you in a while.", she said, sitting down next to him.

[:blue:]

Rosenose stumbled awkwardly towards him. Nervously bowing her head down, as Honeythistle asked her to when talking to toms. ``I wanted to thank you for saving me in the floods, i never did thank you... Im sorry if i bothered you, i am a weak molly...`` Rose continued to mumble, trailing of. She wished she hadn't talked now, as she must have bothered the tom. ``Im sorry if you can't remember, i was in the flood, and my kitten weight was sinking me. You saved my kits and my life...``

Goldenstar couldn’t help but be a little confused as Rosenose bowed her head down. The tom dipped his head in a small greeting, but then looking back up. “It was nothing,” the tom said, smiling awkwardly. “And trust me, you’re not weak, even if you had some help, you still survived that flood, and...” he took a deep breath in, “And not all cats can say that,” he murmured, glancing away for a moment. He could kind of remember the events, as he had been deputy then, still Goldeneye. He longed for those days. “It was no trouble,” he said simply, smiling at the She-Cat.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Sasukewolf (madness)

Ebonymist was quiet as she looked around the clearing, her ears twitching with faint annoyance as she looked right at the WindClan and ThunderClan leaders. Their behavior was, simply put, kit-like. Two little kittens fighting over which piece of prey they'd eat. The ShadowClan molly rolled her eyes and brushed past a few WindClan and ThunderClan warriors with a silent scoff. Spotting Lostface a few tail-lengths away, Ebonymist smiled and walked over to the tom. "Lostface," She greeted, brushing up against him. "How are you this fine evening?" Ebonymist waited for his response, before continuing. "I'm disgusted with Blazingstar and Snowstar. Their hatred for each other is ruining both of their clans." She huffed a little, shaking her head.

Would you like to fight together? Ebonymist and Lostface vs. a couple other DS cats? I can put up a quick finder.

Sure!) Lostface smiles a bit when he sees Ebonymist and purrs softly when she brushed against him. “ I’m fine now that you’re here and yes it’s kinda scary.” He says calmly as he looks up than back at her. “ but hopefully, starclan can at least try to get them to see the right path... but than again I don’t really know much about starclan. “ he says calmly as he begins to nuzzle his head with hers. “ either way I don’t really care what happens as long as they don’t hurt any innocent people.” He says almost playfully.

[Undercover]

Breezetail padded into the clearing after his leader, smiling to himself. He'd been chosen for the Gathering, again! He could see Ravenwing and Palegleam and Snowwhisker and... Oakenshade! The black and white tom's grin grew wider at the thought of the level-headed tom he'd met on the border days ago. It was rare he would find a cat who could excite him like this; he'd prepared a whole bunch of mind games just for this!

I wonder if he likes riddles? I hope so, I've got some good ones! He noticed a large cluster of RiverClan cats and wondered if the warrior was among them. Hesitating slightly, he started towards the group, hoping Blazingstar wouldn't mind him talking to another Clan despite the tensions between them. They had no particular problem with RiverClan, but the feelings of his Clanmates towards a certain other Clan would most likely ward off most enemy Clanmates. Stop thinking about that. There's a truce tonight, so there won't be any fights. Now, where is Oakenshade?

Undercover
(Wanna fight together when the Dusk Syndicate shows up?)
Yes, that's a great idea!
(I don't think Russetstar has showed up yet, but when RC arrives, I will reply to this post with Oakie.

[Fab4evagirl]

Lynxsky saw a Thunderclanner and another cat,”Mind if a join you?” She asked politely climbing onto the rock. "No, I don't mind at all. Featherflight?" Daisywind wanted to consult her friend first.
"No, I don't mind. My name is Featherflight. She's Daisywind."
"What's your name?" asked Daisywind.

[Mango]

"No, I don't mind at all. Featherflight?" Daisywind wanted to consult her friend first.
"No, I don't mind. My name is Featherflight. She's Daisywind."
"What's your name?" asked Daisywind.
Lynxsky smiled to the Thunderclanner and (what clan is Featherflight?),” I’m Lynxsky. My kits are somewhere around here- along with my mate.” She meowed referring to her apprentice aged kits ofcourse.

[bobtail]

Yes, that's a great idea!
(I don't think Russetstar has showed up yet, but when RC arrives, I will reply to this post with Oakie.

(Sounds good)

[rubinaito]

Sure!) Lostface smiles a bit when he sees Ebonymist and purrs softly when she brushed against him. “ I’m fine now that you’re here and yes it’s kinda scary.” He says calmly as he looks up than back at her. “ but hopefully, starclan can at least try to get them to see the right path... but than again I don’t really know much about starclan. “ he says calmly as he begins to nuzzle his head with hers. “ either way I don’t really care what happens as long as they don’t hurt any innocent people.” He says almost playfully.
"You flirt." Ebonymist teased, licking his nose. She listened carefully, her orange eyes focused only on Lostface. "StarClan works in strange ways... Such as the flood they sent us. We were about to attack RiverClan but now look at our two clans; closer than ever." She curled up on the ground, tucking her paws beneath her while she waited for both Lostface's response, and for the Gathering to begin. Her orange gaze flicked to the entrance, wondering when RiverClan and SkyClan would arrive. Hopefully soon... I doubt Goldenstar would be able to keep Snowstar and Blazingstar from tearing each other's throats our for long. Ebonymist leaned up against Lostface with a quiet purr.

(How about both of us make a DS cat? I have Dodge, a twenty-moon old tom. That way we don't have to worry about a finder.)

[Fab4evagirl]

Lynxsky smiled to the Thunderclanner and (what clan is Featherflight?),” I’m Lynxsky. My kits are somewhere around here- along with my mate.” She meowed referring to her apprentice aged kits ofcourse. [Featherflight is her friend from TC] "How old are they?" asked Daisywind.
"Should you be asking that?" asked Featherflight, hoping Lynxsky didn't hear.

[Tundra]

Cherrydawn padded in on the tail end of the Thunderclan warriors, trying to hold her head high, but her heart felt heavy. In spite of her best efforts, as Thunderclan entered the clearing and she saw that Windclan was already there, the ginger and white shecat looked for Skyfeather in the crowd...
Flameleaf
Skyfeather sat with his head hung.
He didn't bother to look for Cherrydawn.
The tom lifted his head to look up at the leaders, then looked at his paws once more.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

"You flirt." Ebonymist teased, licking his nose. She listened carefully, her orange eyes focused only on Lostface. "StarClan works in strange ways... Such as the flood they sent us. We were about to attack RiverClan but now look at our two clans; closer than ever." She curled up on the ground, tucking her paws beneath her while she waited for both Lostface's response, and for the Gathering to begin. Her orange gaze flicked to the entrance, wondering when RiverClan and SkyClan would arrive. Hopefully soon... I doubt Goldenstar would be able to keep Snowstar and Blazingstar from tearing each other's throats our for long. Ebonymist leaned up against Lostface with a quiet purr.

(How about both of us make a DS cat? I have Dodge, a twenty-moon old tom. That way we don't have to worry about a finder.)
I have nightmare who’s a cat I haven’t used in a long so sure! :3) He laughs softly. “ yes I believe I understand it now.” He says as he begins to lick her head. “ don’t worry all good things will come eventually. Behind each storm is always a rainbow.” He says as he purrs softly nuzzling her head with his nose. “ and I can’t help but be a flirt around you.” He says once again playfully but with a warm kind voice which he hasn’t used in a long while. But he was very happy at this moment besides he having a new home. He can’t but feel happy whenever she’s around him. He believes it’s normal thing between clans since he hasn’t been around much but he’s kinda sure it’s something else.

[Mango]

[Featherflight is her friend from TC] "How old are they?" asked Daisywind.
"Should you be asking that?" asked Featherflight, hoping Lynxsky didn't hear.
She didn’t hear that question, but did respond,” Yeah...they are eleven moons old. Applepaw, Honeypaw, and my only son...Lobsterbreathe.” She meowed (I try so hard not to laugh at Lobster’s warrior name)

[Fab4evagirl]

She didn’t hear that question, but did respond,” Yeah...they are eleven moons old. Applepaw, Honeypaw, and my only son...Lobsterbreathe.” She meowed (I try so hard not to laugh at Lobster’s warrior name) [lol] "Nice." Daisywind didn't know what else to say.
Featherflight stepped in. "How's the prey?" he asked, hoping it wasn't a dumb question.

[Momotaro]

Goldenstar couldn’t help but be a little confused as Rosenose bowed her head down. The tom dipped his head in a small greeting, but then looking back up. “It was nothing,” the tom said, smiling awkwardly. “And trust me, you’re not weak, even if you had some help, you still survived that flood, and...” he took a deep breath in, “And not all cats can say that,” he murmured, glancing away for a moment. He could kind of remember the events, as he had been deputy then, still Goldeneye. He longed for those days. “It was no trouble,” he said simply, smiling at the She-Cat.
Rosenose nervously bowed her head further down, and tried timidly to make conversation, ``Thunderclan and Windclan seem to be at each other's throats... I can smell the tension in the air, like a storm....``, She shivered, blue eyes to the sky,The molly shook her head, ``But Starclan will never allow it! But i have a bad feeling...``She realised what she had done, and started shaking. Honeythistle was lenient when she did this, but his brother, LIondusk, hated it. ``Im so Sorry! i should not talk to much.. Im feel terrible...``

[NightWarrior4Life]

"All is going so well..." a cold voice came form the shadows. Then a white Tom emerged from the bushes. The black she-cat's blue eyes widened. "Fleck?! What are you doing here?!"
"I'm here to make sure you don't slip up...and to make sure DesertMoon doesn't start kitting in the middle of this battle...I'm here the same reason the rest of the syndicate is...I'm waiting for the perfect time to strike..."
The she-cat sighed. "Perhaps we could hunt, DesertMoon? While most of the cats are out of their camps and territories..."
"Good..." Fleck growled, a sick smile spreading across his face. "We need the strength...get some herbs too, Aria. This is going to be a long night!" Aria dipped he head then exited through the bushes with a rustle then all was quiet and dark and still, all that was visible were Fleck's sunflower yellow eyes, glowing like lamps.

[Bandido]

Thrushwing, a large tabby warrior of ThunderClan looked around the clearing with worried eyes. Not very long ago, his clan had to take prey from ShadowClan and WindClan territory for their survival, he could only hope that the other clans didn't notice. Although he was afraid of what the leaders may accuse each other as, he couldn't have helped but wonder what was wrong with ShadowClan. When he had crossed the border with his patrol, there were no ShadowClan warriors to defend their laid. In fact, it seemed as if the clan was never even there in the first place if it wasn't for the old scent markers. They seem to have returned though, when he tried crossing a second time, the scents were fresh and stronger then before. Thrushwing had guessed that the mysterious clan had moved somewhere else. But only temporarily. The question was, where and why?

The built tabby lowered himself to a sitting position, continuing to ponder. When Thrushwing did cross over, there barely any prey at all, which led the hunting patrol only returning with a squirrel that Icefur had skillfully caught. Maybe that was why ShadowClan left! Their prey was low and they couldn't survive, so they moved to another land! But why return so soon? Thrushwing shook his head, shaking his thoughts from his brain. The gathering was a time of peace with the other clans, thinking of what could be troubling ShadowClan and what would WindClan say about their intrusions wasn't going to help. He looked up to the sky, his eyes reflecting off of the light from the fullest moon. Just relax Thrushwing, stop stressing yourself every time you attend a gathering! He thought, closing his momentarily to clear his thoughts fully.

Open!

[Undercover]

ThunderClan
Cottonfrost padded into the camp, his fur gleaming after having been freshly groomed. His ears twitched as he scented WindClan and ShadowClan already here. Only RiverClan and SkyClan were left. He blinked slowly, trying to figure out where to sit. He weaved in and out of cats, whiskers twitching.

Coyotecry stepped into the clearing behind Snowstar. He could feel tension like fear on a mouse's pelt once it realizes it i she about to die. The tom shook out his brown fur, listening. He himself had found no reason to quarrel with the skinny WindClanners, but knew he would fight for ThunderCan if it came to a battle.

Both are open for quoting or @mentioning

[Static]

ThunderClan
Cottonfrost padded into the camp, his fur gleaming after having been freshly groomed. His ears twitched as he scented WindClan and ShadowClan already here. Only RiverClan and SkyClan were left. He blinked slowly, trying to figure out where to sit. He weaved in and out of cats, whiskers twitching.

Coyotecry stepped into the clearing behind Snowstar. He could feel tension like fear on a mouse's pelt once it realizes it i she about to die. The tom shook out his brown fur, listening. He himself had found no reason to quarrel with the skinny WindClanners, but knew he would fight for ThunderCan if it came to a battle.

Both are open for quoting or @mentioning
Burning forest spotted a thunderclan cat not to far off and padded up to them."It's tense tonight isn't it?" He said,trying to start a conversation.He didn't want to talk to any other clan cat he didn't know because he was afraid they would simply ignore him because they seemed to all be at each other's throats. The large Tom sat beside his clanmate and curled his tail around his paws.
(Can be talking to either one)

[Charmer]

The she-cat grinned, feeling a bit better and more like her old self. "Hi, Nightpaw!" She laughed, purring at the apprentice's optimism. At least there was someone who didn't think she was 'stupid' for being happy. "Yeah, I guess we are! Who's your mentor? Mine's Aspenfall!" A pang of sadness flashed through her eyes. Soon enough, she'd be a warrior. I should be excited for that, she thought, giving her pelt a shake. But Aspenfall is such a good mentor... I'll miss her so much. Shaking again, the excitement pierced her eyes once more. "I'm 14 moons! I'll be a warrior soon, and then I won't have a mentor anymore. It sounds kinda cool, but I'll miss my mentor. She's taught me everything I know." The molly didn't realize how much she was blabbering until she shut her mouth, realizing she needed to give her acquaintance some time to respond. Mimicking other cats bitterly, she thought, don't talk them to death, Snowpaw. You're too optimistic and happy and excited, Snowpaw. Go back to the nursery, Snowpaw. You act like a kit, Snowpaw. Yet again she forced herself to be happy, listening intently to Nightpaw.

Nightpaw took in the excited apprentice's words, feeling her own glee at all the excitement growing with Snowpaw's excitement. "Goldenstar just became my mentor," Nightpaw purred. "He's so great! He's so patient and nice, and I'm learning a lot. You're going to be a warrior soon? That's so cool! I'm only twelve moons old, but I'm just starting my warrior training, so I think it's gonna be a while."

Risingstorm's ears twitched as the chattering apprentices started to increase their volume. She turned to then and said in a stern but kind voice, "Nightpaw, I know that you're excited, but you need to keep your voice a little lower, ok?" The grey and cream she-cat looked to Snowpaw next, "I'm counting on you to set a good example for her," she said warmly.

[wolfie]

Wolfpaw glance around, feeling the tension high in the air. This was his first gathering, why were the clans so big? He shuffled his paws, a sigh escaping from his mouth. With Windclan here, I should be on my guard but they wouldn't do anything at a gathering? Right? Why is this so boring?! The Thunderclan apprentice's eyes search for the leaders of the other clans, trying to guess who was who. Still in wondering how this many cats could be here, he let out a quiet huff. As a Windclan apprentice pass by, stopping to glance at Wolfpaw he returned the stare with a glare. The apprentice let out a quiet hiss at him, as Wolfpaw bit back a stuiped reply he turned away. "Can't start a fight here, I don't need to make it worst between us...." He muttered to himself.

Birdsong stretched, smiling to himself. He hadn't been in a gathering in quite some time, but happy enough to see some of the clans. Not Windclan, of course. He didn't exactly hate them, I mean was a bit... how to say it? Well didn't care. However he just didn't like seeing them, the warrior sat down. His tail swaying or hovering over the floor, sometimes hitting the grass but barely. He returned a friendly smile to a Skyclan cat, but it faded quickly. Birdsong unsheathed his claws, digging them into the ground. Bringing them up again, and dirt he sunk them down again. His tail twitched in some annoyance at the loud talking, if he wasn't at a gathering he would claw their ears off.


(Both Open!)

[Undercover]

Burning forest spotted a thunderclan cat not to far off and padded up to them."It's tense tonight isn't it?" He said,trying to start a conversation.He didn't want to talk to any other clan cat he didn't know because he was afraid they would simply ignore him because they seemed to all be at each other's throats. The large Tom sat beside his clanmate and curled his tail around his paws.
(Can be talking to either one)
Coyotecry' dark gaze lifted so it met the other tom's. He blinked, unable to decipher his clan. Since Coyotecry knew it wasn't ThunderClan, he decided to go about it subtly.
"Yes," he agreed. Coyotecry wrapped his tail around his paws, looking up at the great rock. "Many have seemed to notice." He spoke few words; if this other tom didn't know the tension was between ThunderClan and WindClan, then he wasn't going to be the one to break the news. Not now, at least.

[russet]

Wolfpaw glance around, feeling the tension high in the air. This was his first gathering, why were the clans so big? He shuffled his paws, a sigh escaping from his mouth. With Windclan here, I should be on my guard but they wouldn't do anything at a gathering? Right? Why is this so boring?! The Thunderclan apprentice's eyes search for the leaders of the other clans, trying to guess who was who. Still in wondering how this many cats could be here, he let out a quiet huff. As a Windclan apprentice pass by, stopping to glance at Wolfpaw he returned the stare with a glare. The apprentice let out a quiet hiss at him, as Wolfpaw bit back a stuiped reply he turned away. "Can't start a fight here, I don't need to make it worst between us...." He muttered to himself.

Drizzleflower sat next to her son, smiling. “You said that right. Things are already tense enough.” She started grooming her son’s unruly fur, making sure he looked good for his first gathering. “Come on, Wolfpaw, you should have groomed yourself before we left!”

[Static]

Coyotecry' dark gaze lifted so it met the other tom's. He blinked, unable to decipher his clan. Since Coyotecry knew it wasn't ThunderClan, he decided to go about it subtly.
"Yes," he agreed. Coyotecry wrapped his tail around his paws, looking up at the great rock. "Many have seemed to notice." He spoke few words; if this other tom didn't know the tension was between ThunderClan and WindClan, then he wasn't going to be the one to break the news. Not now, at least.
Oh he is in thunderclan.Sorry for the confusion)
Burningforest nodded."Starclan won't let there be a battle though.I'm sure of it." He said,confident in his ancestors. How could he know he was completely wrong?He couldn't read the future.He looked at the Tom."I'm Burningforest from thunderclan, like you.I might have caught some other clans scent though when I was passing through." He explained,noticing the other Tom seemed a bit suspicious of him.

[Mayflower]

Blackblaze walked easily around, scanning for people he knew. Sweeping his silver gaze over the gathering, the Bengal noticed that Snowstar and Blazingstar looked on edge. Upon further notice, the leader's respective clans seemed to be eyeing the other clan cautiously. I wonder what's going on with them. Shaking off the feeling of uneasiness that had overcome him, Blackblaze sat alone. I wonder where everyone is...

(OPEN)

[wolfie]

Drizzleflower sat next to her son, smiling. “You said that right. Things are already tense enough.” She started grooming her son’s unruly fur, making sure he looked good for his first gathering. “Come on, Wolfpaw, you should have groomed yourself before we left!”

Wolfpaw had almost forgot his mother had came, as she began to groom his fur he let out a huff. " Mom! Stop it, I'm not a kit!" He let out a whine, trying to get away from being groomed. He turned to her, " Can you tell me who are the leaders? I remember their names, but never saw them before...." His voice trailed off. He disliked having to ask for help or anything, specially to his mom. Starclan, don't let anyone see me like this...

[Socks]

Pewterbranch padded around looking for a place to sit and not get his fur dirty. The ground here was soft under his paws, it's not that he didn't like it but he just wasn't used to it and to him it felt dirty. He finally found a spot he deemed fitting and stretched his body out, flexing his claws before settling down with his tail wrapped around his paws. He took moment to let his eyes look around, despite the chatter between cats, there was still a tension that one couldn't just shake off. With a sigh he looked down at his paws, unsheathing his claws and running them over the dirty.
(Open)

Primrosemask walked with careful steps, slightly fearful of slipping on the ground here. She'd never admit that, though, so she did try to make her steps look normal in their awkward way. She snaked around between cats to find a spot to sit near the front, outside of any clump of chatting cats. Despite being fairly friendly she had never been too keen on having friendships outside of her own clan. She knew it wouldn't mean she was disloyal to make a friend with someone in maybe Windclan but it just made her sort of uncomfortable.
(Open)

[Undercover]

Oh he is in thunderclan.Sorry for the confusion)
Burningforest nodded."Starclan won't let there be a battle though.I'm sure of it." He said,confident in his ancestors. How could he know he was completely wrong?He couldn't read the future.He looked at the Tom."I'm Burningforest from thunderclan, like you.I might have caught some other clans scent though when I was passing through." He explained,noticing the other Tom seemed a bit suspicious of him.
Oops, okay))
Coyotecry gave a swift nod, tucking his paws beneath him further. He trusted StarClan to see them through, even though tensions were high. He twitched his ear, listening to his clanmates answer his unspoken wonder.
"Ah," he meowed quietly, "I wondered." He felt a twinge of guild; what type of warrior didn't know his own clanmates? Coyotecry blinked, his half-sightless gaze resting on the Clans milling around. He wasn't sure what to say, but welcomed the silence of te conversation. He enjoyed being alone with his thoughts. It was comforting.

[russet]

Wolfpaw had almost forgot his mother had came, as she began to groom his fur he let out a huff. " Mom! Stop it, I'm not a kit!" He let out a whine, trying to get away from being groomed. He turned to her, " Can you tell me who are the leaders? I remember their names, but never saw them before...." His voice trailed off. He disliked having to ask for help or anything, specially to his mom. Starclan, don't let anyone see me like this...

Drizzleflower sighed and broke off from grooming her son. He’s growing up so fast... She listened to her son intently. “Oh, sure! The anxious cat is Goldenstar; he just became leader. I heard the murmurings. Russetstar, the RiverClan leader doesn’t seem to be here yet. The skinny one is Blazingstar, the WindClan leader, and the other one is Grousestar, the SkyClan leader.”

[Undercover]

RiverClan

Oakenshade padded into the gathering area, his gaze sweeping around. He could tell all of the other four clans were already there by the crowdedness and mixture of multiple Clan scents. He weaved around the edge of his clanmates, tail flicking back and forth.

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SkyClan
Shallowskip limped quickly in behind her leader, Grousestar. She quite enjoyed see all of the other clans,and was looking forward to meeting some new cats. Her green gaze scanned the clearing, the familiar, overwhelming scent of the Clans flooding her senses. She listened to the sound of many voices, and sat down under a willow tree, her orange pelt shining in dapples under the moonlight.

Open for tagging

[Static]

Oops, okay))
Coyotecry gave a swift nod, tucking his paws beneath him further. He trusted StarClan to see them through, even though tensions were high. He twitched his ear, listening to his clanmates answer his unspoken wonder.
"Ah," he meowed quietly, "I wondered." He felt a twinge of guild; what type of warrior didn't know his own clanmates? Coyotecry blinked, his half-sightless gaze resting on the Clans milling around. He wasn't sure what to say, but welcomed the silence of te conversation. He enjoyed being alone with his thoughts. It was comforting.
Blazingforest was silent for a moment as well,picking words to say carefully."Do you think starclan would destroy the clans if battle where to brake out?" He asked,looking at the stars.There where some,but they seemed so far away tonight.Is it because of the rising tensions? he couldn't answer this question,but didn't want to speak it aloud.

[wolfie]

Drizzleflower sighed and broke off from grooming her son. He’s growing up so fast... She listened to her son intently. “Oh, sure! The anxious cat is Goldenstar; he just became leader. I heard the murmurings. Russetstar, the RiverClan leader doesn’t seem to be here yet. The skinny one is Blazingstar, the WindClan leader, and the other one is Grousestar, the SkyClan leader.”

Wolfpaw made a `o` shape, "How about... deputies?" He asked. As he turned his head to look at every leader, Blazingstar being the longest. Memorize what they look like, watch how they move. If he ever got in battle with anyone, maybe when he was older... it would be great to know how they move or what they look like. Wolfpaw tear his gaze to stare back at his mother, listening to her reply.

[russet]

Wolfpaw made a `o` shape, "How about... deputies?" He asked. As he turned his head to look at every leader, Blazingstar being the longest. Memorize what they look like, watch how they move. If he ever got in battle with anyone, maybe when he was older... it would be great to know how they move or what they look like. Wolfpaw tear his gaze to stare back at his mother, listening to her reply.

“Deputies... I’m not too sure about the ShadowClan deputy, since they’re new as well... the lithe black one is Onyxwhisper, the WindClan deputy. The other black one is Auroraflame, the SkyClan deputy.” She looked back down at her son.

[Fel]

//russetstar has arrived to the gathering! riverclan can now post freely.

[Undercover]

Blazingforest was silent for a moment as well,picking words to say carefully."Do you think starclan would destroy the clans if battle where to brake out?" He asked,looking at the stars.There where some,but they seemed so far away tonight.Is it because of the rising tensions? he couldn't answer this question,but didn't want to speak it aloud.
Coyotecry frowned in curiosity.
"...why do you ask?" He looked at Blazingforest with an unreadable gaze. Personally, he believed that StarClan couldn't physically hurt the Clans, but mentally. His tail flicked. He knew many cats believed extremely strongly in the ancestor Clan, and he believed in them as well. He was just being Logical while believing, that was all.

[Aquarius]

(Please mention me, don't quote me! All of these are open, so please roleplay with me! The only thing I ask is that you match the length I wrote - unless you write more. if you write more, I will match you word for word, don't worry!)

ThunderClan
Azaleaskip padded into the clearing, purring to herself. She absolutely loved going to the gathering and meeting new cats. She particularly felt energenic this night, and she gave a little excited bounce on her paws as the scent of several Clan cats flooded over to her. Looking around, her blue eyes sparkled, hungry for a conversation. Having good relations with all Clan cats was certainly one of her priorities, even if she did have to go up against them in battle one day or later. her white fur was flattened, for she had groomed it soft like a willow plant before heading out. The grass felt cool beneath her paws and a small shiver went down the molly's spine as she wondered how this Gathering would turn out. Tensions between the Clans had been high, she knew, and there wasn't bound to be much friendliness between everyone that night. Swallowing hard, she stood in the center of a patch of grass, her ears swiveling to pick up on every little sound. Praying someone would at least be kind enough to approach her, she took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, StarClan glittering bright. Deep inside she felt as if StarClan was mocking the Clans, putting them up against eachother and simply watching with their flashing gazes and starry pelt, doing nothing to help. Forcing herself not to curl her lip, the siamese sat down, looking down at her paws as to not accidentally catch someone's gaze, and accidentally seem hostile. "Everything will be alright," she said to herself, really trying to convince herself that no fights would be provoked or break out among inter-Clan relations.


ShadowClan
Emberspirit padded through the entrance quietly, not expecting much to come of this gathering. Though her green optics sparkled, she all but knew that a fight was sure to break out. The Clans were weary and the warriors were wary, and that was certainly a recipe for disaster. Slightly, she felt bad that Jaypaw couldn't come, but knew that a misbehaving apprentice needed to be scolded for what he had done. Simply missing a gathering wasn't going to affect his warriorship, certainly. She almost purred in amusement at her dour adoptive son when she realized that this was no place to purr. Putting on a serious expression again, she swallowed hard and forced her russet pelt to stay flat. Darkness had often clouded her mind in these last few days before the gathering, and she had summed up every remaining scrap of her energy and spirit in order to convince her Clanmates to stay positive. Somehow she knew that things were changing - but she was oblivious to if it was for better, or for worse. Afraid she was able to make a good guess, she pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind and forced herself to sit in a patch of shade with the open sky above her, so she knew that all it would take was a simple upward glance at the stars, and she would be safe in the protective paws of her ancestors. Please heal the breaking ground and clear the rifts; all is sure to be well under your guidance, she prayed.

WindClan
Dewpaw weaved her way through the arriving cats, excitement swelling through her veins. All but oblivious to the rifts that had been rising between the Clans, her pelt bristled with youthful joy. She loved meeting new cats. This was her second gathering, and she was determined that it wouldn't turn out like the last. What was bad enough was that her apprenticeship was delayed due to the fact she had missed a good half-moon of her training, since the injuries she sustained at the last gathering were bad enough to do so. That is why when Blazingstar told her that she would be allowed to attend, she was in a swirled state of shock and nervousness. Purring like birdsong, she looked up and saw the glittering sky above her. Duskpaw hadn't been chosen to come, and it wasn't like he had wanted to anyways. The molly knew her brother well - the farther Duskpaw could stay away from other Clan cats, the better! She gave an amused snort and wondered where Moonsong was. With a jolt the young apprentice realize she probably shouldn't have strayed from her mentor's side, but she figured that as long as she wasn't reprimanded for anything, she was fine. Rolling her shoulders back, the tortoiseshell sat down with a hopeful gaze prying through the crowd of cats, eager to converse with someone she had never met before.

RiverClan
Blazingheart flicked his ears, extremely nervous. He had never attended a gathering, had never even met any other Clan cats before. As a former rogue, he was also completely unaware of how other cats would react to him if he knew. Even RiverClan hadn't taken his joining lightly, and he had had to fight his way through training like an apprentice to prove himself worthy. Even when he had done so, others seemed to be more or less wary when he tried to speak to them. Sighing to himself, the flame-pelted tom's gaze was downcast as he trodded into the clearing, although his gaze was rather eager. Despite his low spirits, meeting cats from other Clans and seeing the leaders converse held some kind of excitement for him. As if there was a color or a smell he had never been introduced to, he longed to see what the conversations had been like. Others had warned him that tensions were high among the Clans, but not knowing exactly what the boundaries of Clan tensions were, Blazingheart certainly did not know what to expect. Tilting his head, he sat down, away from the group of cats, wondering if anyone was going to approach him. Deep down inside he quite hoped someone would, so that he would have an excuse to introduce himself, as a warrior, to someone who knew nothing else of him.

[aleka!]

Frostedbelly trotted toward the mass of cats, her red-tinged eyes narrowing slightly. The ShadowClanner's mate, Bramblewhisker had somehow convinced her to leave her kits with another queen for the time being. And the brown and white molly was already hating it. What if something bad happened to Runningkit or Seekerkit and she wasn't there to defend them? She would rather be protecting her sons than some other Queen she didn't really trust, frankly.

Ink shuddered, looking at all the other felines around him. How quickly, it seemed, that the former kittypet's life had changed. For all of his life, he had known no other cats and now he was at a place filled with it. Now that the young tom thought about it, how was he even able to come? He had yet to even had his ceremony to actually technically become an apprentice in the clan, so it did seem kind of weird to be here.

Petalfall sat down, wondering who the long-furred calico should talk to first. She could see a pair of other ThunderClan cats near her, but that seemed kind of boring. Hey, it was a gathering after all. She had to admit- it was pretty awkward talking to WindClan cats, especially the ones who weren't immediately hostile towards her.

Rabbitstride quickly trotted into the clearing, after the rest of the WindClan cats. The small tabby tom kind of hated gatherings because of the fact that he did expect the clans to all start fighting about half the time, since all the leaders in one place for an extended amount of time... that seemed pretty bad, also thanks to the fact of the WindClan and ThunderClan rivalry.

Swiftpaw shuddered. What if he did something wrong? He didn't want that, and what other worse place for that to happen than the gathering, where so many cats were in one place. If he just did one wrong thing, it did seem pretty noticeable, because again, all. The. Cats. The former loner was already used to being unoticed in his quite large family, but he didn't even know at least, like, all of these cats.
(All Open)

[Static]

Coyotecry frowned in curiosity.
"...why do you ask?" He looked at Blazingforest with an unreadable gaze. Personally, he believed that StarClan couldn't physically hurt the Clans, but mentally. His tail flicked. He knew many cats believed extremely strongly in the ancestor Clan, and he believed in them as well. He was just being Logical while believing, that was all.
Messed up on the first post -.-)
"I...was just wondering what the consequences would be if one of the clans where to attack.I haven't been to many gatherings,and haven't had mabny fights either.II thought you might know sense you seem like you have been to more gatherings." Burningforest explained nervously,hoping he haven't made Cayotecry angry.

Riverpaw padded energetically into the clearing.'My first gathering!Maby there will be other apprintices here!she thought enthusiastically,only to slow down when she smelled the tension in the air.She looked around nervously,but took a deep breath.'Maby it's alwase like this.It's not as if the clans get along all the time.' she reasurred herself,and continued to walk approach the group of cats.The shadowclan apprintice didn't sit down,because she wasn't sure if she should or not,but she looked around nervously instead,not as confident as she had been while coming here.

Chameleon do you want her to meet lionpaw now?)

[The Cannibal]

{Grousestar has arrived, feel free to post your Skyclan cats!}

[Mango]

Messed up on the first post -.-)
"I...was just wondering what the consequences would be if one of the clans where to attack.I haven't been to many gatherings,and haven't had mabny fights either.II thought you might know sense you seem like you have been to more gatherings." Burningforest explained nervously,hoping he haven't made Cayotecry angry.

Riverpaw padded energetically into the clearing.'My first gathering!Maby there will be other apprintices here!she thought enthusiastically,only to slow down when she smelled the tension in the air.She looked around nervously,but took a deep breath.'Maby it's alwase like this.It's not as if the clans get along all the time.' she reasurred herself,and continued to walk approach the group of cats.The shadowclan apprintice didn't sit down,because she wasn't sure if she should or not,but she looked around nervously instead,not as confident as she had been while coming here.

Chameleon do you want her to meet lionpaw now?)
Lionpaw was in the clearing Wow so many cats. This is amazing. I need to act mature, or I’ll never have a friend from another clan... He saw another apprentice, he approached her,” Hi. I’m ermm....Lionpaw from Windclan, who are you what clan are you from. Sorry if that’s a mousebrainned question, It’s hard to tell clans apart here.” He meowed embarressed partially.

[Charmer]

Skyfeather sat with his head hung.
He didn't bother to look for Cherrydawn.
The tom lifted his head to look up at the leaders, then looked at his paws once more.

Cherrydawn's ears perked up as she glanced a familiar black and white pelt. Skyfeather! But her moment of excitement was cut short as she saw him hanging his head. He looked utterly defeated, and she had did that to him. She wished for the gathering to be over so she could curl up in her next and be alone.

[Undercover]

Messed up on the first post -.-)
"I...was just wondering what the consequences would be if one of the clans where to attack. I haven't been to many gatherings, and haven't had many fights either. I thought you might know since you seem like you have been to more gatherings." Burningforest explained nervously, hoping he hadn't made Coyotecry angry.

Coyotecry narrowed his eyes suspiciously. I thought you might know since you seem like you have been to more gatherings. Was this tom trying to suck up to him? Or telling him, secretly, that he was old?! The tom blinked, detecting a nervous tint to his words. Maybe he was just hoping Coyotecry wouldn't blow up over him. He took a deep, inward breath. There was no need to get angry; Blazingforest was probably just very...curious. Or something.
"StarClan would probably cover the moon if they found it disrespectful, and we would all leave." End of story The tom added inside his head, keeping the snarky comment whithin. He didn't want to upset the other tom even if he did offend him.

[wolfie]

“Deputies... I’m not too sure about the ShadowClan deputy, since they’re new as well... the lithe black one is Onyxwhisper, the WindClan deputy. The other black one is Auroraflame, the SkyClan deputy.” She looked back down at her son.

"Oh! Thanks." Wolfpaw did his study thing again, but he could find himself looking for the Medince cats. This time he didn't seem to interested in the deputies. Not looking back at his mother, his eyes looked at the sliverpelt. "Why does Starclan watch us? Don't they... take a break?" He asked, still not looking back. Maybe when the sliverpelt isn't so bright, they are taking a break? Why do we rely on them, again? I can watch myself, Starclan.

[Static]

Lionpaw was in the clearing Wow so many cats. This is amazing. I need to act mature, or I’ll never have a friend from another clan... He saw another apprentice, he approached her,” Hi. I’m ermm....Lionpaw from Windclan, who are you what clan are you from. Sorry if that’s a mousebrainned question, It’s hard to tell clans apart here.” He meowed embarressed partially.
Coyotecry narrowed his eyes suspiciously. I thought you might know since you seem like you have been to more gatherings. Was this tom trying to suck up to him? Or telling him, secretly, that he was old?! The tom blinked, detecting a nervous tint to his words. Maybe he was just hoping Coyotecry wouldn't blow up over him. He took a deep, inward breath. There was no need to get angry; Blazingforest was probably just very...curious. Or something.
"StarClan would probably cover the moon if they found it disrespectful, and we would all leave." End of story The tom added inside his head, keeping the snarky comment whithin. He didn't want to upset the other tom even if he did offend him.
Riverpaw looked up at the new cat."I like that name!I'm Riverpaw from Shadowclan!" She replied happily,relaxing a little now that she had someone to talk to.She didn't know much about the gatherings,but she didn't think that a windclan cat would approach her so quickly with how most of her clan mates described them.

Burning forest relaxed a little."Oh.Sorry if it was a weird question.I just heard tales about starclan covering up the moon,but I didn't know if it had ever actually happened." He explained.
Did I leave a bad impression?Does this cat think I'm a mountain now?He quickly dismissed these thoughts and decided to see if his clanmate had anything to say,sense Burningforest haven't really been letting him start a conversation yet.

[Undercover]

Aquarius, Dewpaw, is this long enough?

Chirruppaw parted his jaws, letting the scents of all the Clans wash over him. Excitement fizzed in his paws, and he looked around eagerly for some cat to talk to. It was his first gathering, and he was eager to meet some new Cats. Before long, his gaze flickered over to a she-cat who looked about apprentice age. Padding over quickly, the tom weaved around the many cats until he stood infront of her. "Hi!" Chirruppaw meowed, happiness and eagerness dripping from his high-pitched mew. "I'm Chirruppaw! Who are you?" By her scent, he could tell she was WindClan. He knew there was a small riff between their two clans, but who cared. This was a gathering! The ThunderClan cat blinked, studying her. "How long have you been an apprentice for? Is this your first gathering? Do you know who all the cats are?" Questions flooded from his maw and he grinned, unembarrased. "I talk a lot. I think it runs in the family." He laughed at himself, even though his joke didn't seem very funny.

[Mango]

Riverpaw looked up at the new cat."I like that name!I'm Riverpaw from Shadowclan!" She replied happily,relaxing a little now that she had someone to talk to.She didn't know much about the gatherings,but she didn't think that a windclan cat would approach her so quickly with how most of her clan mates described them.

Burning forest relaxed a little."Oh.Sorry if it was a weird question.I just heard tales about starclan covering up the moon,but I didn't know if it had ever actually happened." He explained.
Did I leave a bad impression?Does this cat think I'm a mountain now?He quickly dismissed these thoughts and decided to see if his clanmate had anything to say,sense Burningforest haven't really been letting him start a conversation yet.
Lionpaw paused,” Is Shadowclan back in there home? If so is the prey returning? Also...did you repair the dens? Sorry if this is like classified Shadowclan only info I’m asking about.” He meowed.

[russet]

"Oh! Thanks." Wolfpaw did his study thing again, but he could find himself looking for the Medince cats. This time he didn't seem to interested in the deputies. Not looking back at his mother, his eyes looked at the sliverpelt. "Why does Starclan watch us? Don't they... take a break?" He asked, still not looking back. Maybe when the sliverpelt isn't so bright, they are taking a break? Why do we rely on them, again? I can watch myself, Starclan.


“Well, I mean, it’s not like StarClan is one cat. I like to think that your ancestors take turns watching over you. Sometimes they take breaks, and another cat takes over. I think... I think they watch over us so that they can just check on us. They... maybe they knew us while they were alive and just want to see how we’re doing. They want to make sure we’re okay. That we’re doing good. They also want to make sure we’re following the warrior code.” She gently glared at her son, knowing that he wouldn’t take that to heart. He needed to learn at some point that the warrior code was important.

[Undercover]

Burningforest relaxed a little."Oh. Sorry if it was a weird question. I just heard tales about StarClan covering up the moon, but I didn't know if it had ever actually happened." He explained.
Did I leave a bad impression?Does this cat think I'm a mountain now?He quickly dismissed these thoughts and decided to see if his clanmate had anything to say, since Burningforest haven't really been letting him start a conversation yet.[/QUOTE]
Coyotecry shrugged. "Yes," he meowed to answer the tom's question. "It's happens more times than I can count." He studied the clan leaders for a moment. "How many gatherings have you been to?" He asked, rather curious. He himself had been to more than he liked, but he knew it was important to socialize with other cats.

[Aquarius]

Aquarius, Dewpaw, is this long enough?

Chirruppaw parted his jaws, letting the scents of all the Clans wash over him. Excitement fizzed in his paws, and he looked around eagerly for some cat to talk to. It was his first gathering, and he was eager to meet some new Cats. Before long, his gaze flickered over to a she-cat who looked about apprentice age. Padding over quickly, the tom weaved around the many cats until he stood infront of her. "Hi!" Chirruppaw meowed, happiness and eagerness dripping from his high-pitched mew. "I'm Chirruppaw! Who are you?" By her scent, he could tell she was WindClan. He knew there was a small riff between their two clans, but who cared. This was a gathering! The ThunderClan cat blinked, studying her. "How long have you been an apprentice for? Is this your first gathering? Do you know who all the cats are?" Questions flooded from his maw and he grinned, unembarrased. "I talk a lot. I think it runs in the family." He laughed at himself, even though his joke didn't seem very funny.


Definitely! I'll either reply tonight or tomorrow!

[Static]

Lionpaw paused,” Is Shadowclan back in there home? If so is the prey returning? Also...did you repair the dens? Sorry if this is like classified Shadowclan only info I’m asking about.” He meowed.
Burningforest relaxed a little."Oh. Sorry if it was a weird question. I just heard tales about StarClan covering up the moon, but I didn't know if it had ever actually happened." He explained.
Did I leave a bad impression?Does this cat think I'm a mountain now?He quickly dismissed these thoughts and decided to see if his clanmate had anything to say, since Burningforest haven't really been letting him start a conversation yet.
Coyotecry shrugged. "Yes," he meowed to answer the tom's question. "It's happens more times than I can count." He studied the clan leaders for a moment. "How many gatherings have you been to?" He asked, rather curious. He himself had been to more than he liked, but he knew it was important to socialize with other cats.[/QUOTE]
Riverpaw thought for a second,trying to determine if the leader would be mad if she told."Yhea.The prey is returning and we are back in our homes.I think most of the dens are rebuilt now,but we are strengthening them in case a clan where to attack us." She explained,knowing this information would make them look stronger.

Burning forest thought back."I went to three as a apprintice,And this is my second one as a warrior so that makes five." He said."They all seem to turn out interesting and are alwase pretty tense at first,but I think this is probably the worst it's ever been." He explained.He wasent so nervous at He other gatherings,but this one seemed different,and he didn't know if it was just the tension or something else.

[Undercover]

Breezetail padded into the clearing after his leader, smiling to himself. He'd been chosen for the Gathering, again! He could see Ravenwing and Palegleam and Snowwhisker and... Oakenshade! The black and white tom's grin grew wider at the thought of the level-headed tom he'd met on the border days ago. It was rare he would find a cat who could excite him like this; he'd prepared a whole bunch of mind games just for this!

I wonder if he likes riddles? I hope so, I've got some good ones! He noticed a large cluster of RiverClan cats and wondered if the warrior was among them. Hesitating slightly, he started towards the group, hoping Blazingstar wouldn't mind him talking to another Clan despite the tensions between them. They had no particular problem with RiverClan, but the feelings of his Clanmates towards a certain other Clan would most likely ward off most enemy Clanmates. Stop thinking about that. There's a truce tonight, so there won't be any fights. Now, where is Oakenshade?

Undercover
(Wanna fight together when the Dusk Syndicate shows up?)
Oakenshade looked around, his paws folded neatly beneath him. As he scanned the clearing, a memory hit him. Breezetail! He liked talking with the WindClan warrior, and hoped to see him at the gathering, where they could talk without getting punished. Standing up, the large warrior shook out his tawny fur and cleared his throat. Looking around, the tom began to weave through the crowd of cats, occasionally murmuring a polite "excuse me." And "pardon me, but I must get through."

Finally, the dark tabby top stopped a few tail lengths away, trying to search through the sea of cats. Suddenly, he spotted the WindClan tom cat a few ways away. Hurrying over, the string RiverClanner kinked his tail in greeting, a smile evident on his maw.
"Breezetail," he purred. "It's good to see you again! All is well in WindClan, I suggest?"

[Undercover]

Definitely! I'll either reply tonight or tomorrow!
Great! I look forward to it.

[seasalt]

[Open Roleplays]

[Tc]
The golden tabby practically skipped into the opening, his fur shining as brightly as the sun itself, a huge smile plastered on his maw. He loved gatherings, he loved meeting new felines, new potential friends. He had met a few acquaintances here, most of them Windclan, which made him incredibly happy. He happily made his way to a open spot and sat himself down, his ocean colored hues danced with excitement, yet at the same time they gleamed with worry. The pure anger that had been happening between Windclan and Thunderclan worried the tom, he had many friends in Windclan, and he was positive that the two clans wouldn't be able to handle it if a war broke loose, especially with so little food the two were finding.
Dayhum wrapped his tail around his paws and twitched his little pink nose, watching all the felines around him with curiosity, wondering who would pad up to him and strike up a conversation. Someone he knew, or would it be some one new?


(I think this is the perfect time to rp Dayhum and Tawnystream ^^)

Tawnystream watched around closely, breathing in the salty sea air. She loved the beach, as much as she loved the cave near the sea she spent a few moons in with her mother and littermate. Though, she knew this gathering would not be peaceful, considering.. WindClan and all. The dilute calico observed the gathering, sitting nearby to where the leader's were sitting, though near cats conversations. She wasn't eavesdropping. No, she was just observing, though conversation was sorta what she wanted to do. With a clanmate, or not a clanmate. Tawnystream was more worried about WindClan, than anything else. She knew she was half-clan, she knew that. Though, no cat thought that was the case. Perhaps, it was.. way much better that way. What if she met her father in battle? What if he knew she was her kit? Would she knew? Tawnystream didn't worry about these question. Not really all that much.

[OPEN]
Mossdrop stared around the gathering, her yellow dandelion hues narrowed down to slits, well.. almost. Her long, thin tail lashed as she glared, daggers down at the clearing. She was itching to fight WindClan. Not because they so called 'killed' one of the clan's warriors. She.. knew the truth. No, she just wanted to fight, she was tired of sitting around, doing just hunting, and patrolling absolutely nothing, particularly. It would be interesting. A war, Mossdrop was.. technically excited. The adrenaline, the swiftness as warrior's fought. She was a fighter at heart. It was in her blood, in her veins. But.. she was also worried about her kits. They were apprentices, and the fight, if their 'was' one, would be their first. And, could be their last. Of course, every mother worried about their kits. Mossdrop was the type to hide it. She wasn't the type to show her worry anyways.

[OPEN]
Alderscreech was grooming her fur, eyeing her son from up above with a close watch. She hoped Blazingstar would make the right decision tonight, she really did. And, that the gathering went well. The fact that.. she convinced him to let her come to the gathering. She knew her kits would be just fine, she wasn't really worried about them either. Well, maybe a little. But still. They were a tough bunch, she didn't need them to be watched over every single second. The ginger tabby wasn't like that, anyways. She was stubborn, sassy queen, who wouldn't take no from her son. She chuckled good humoredly as she thought, amber optics filled with amusement, as they drifted to look at all the cats having conversations, her tail flicked.

[wolfie]

“Well, I mean, it’s not like StarClan is one cat. I like to think that your ancestors take turns watching over you. Sometimes they take breaks, and another cat takes over. I think... I think they watch over us so that they can just check on us. They... maybe they knew us while they were alive and just want to see how we’re doing. They want to make sure we’re okay. That we’re doing good. They also want to make sure we’re following the warrior code.” She gently glared at her son, knowing that he wouldn’t take that to heart. He needed to learn at some point that the warrior code was important.

Wolfpaw didn't take notice of her gentle glare, " I can watch myself," He said his thoughts. Letting out a snort of some amusement at Starclan, " Then don't they just tell us! I mean the omens or all that Medince cat stuff, can't they just tell us instead of leading us on a useless trip?" Wolfpaw asked. He didn't exactly care about borders, clans, and the code at all. Yeah, Yeah he was trained for it, and he would cause some trouble if he ever broke the code or cross borders. We don't need borders, can't we all just share? He looked where territory was untouched, wondering what lay across there. "Can't we just remove borders and live together like one big clan?" Wolfpaw muttered, not knowing he said it outloud.

[lio]

[open !! please @ me, don't quote, thanks !]

a feminine, ginger-and-white tom padded into the clearing, his ears lowered in disdain. he hadn't wanted to come to the gathering, having much rathered stay in his den and sleep. honey-toned eyes glared at anything that came within their way,
a barely audible growl emitting from the tom. his name was honeyfall.
he clawed at the ground, his lips curled in an annoyed scowl. shadowclan, windclan, thunderclan. those were all he could see so far. his tongue flicked out to swiped across his maw, ginger tabby fur bristled. tension oozed from the leaders, while it seemed to radiate darkness and hostility from the other felines around him.
honeyfall blinked, sliding into the shadows as he watched those around him, talking and sharing what had happened over the past moon. he sniffed and curled in upon himself.
his gaze darted from side to side, breathing slow and steady. he resisted the urge to hiss and lash out at anyone who got too close for comfort, back arched and tense. he was prepared to lunge at any moment, a churning sensation within his gut. he would escape the gathering before the peace broke— he knew it would. common sense could show the awaiting battle within the clans, and he wanted nothing to do with it.

[Undercover]

Burning forest thought back."I went to three as a apprintice,And this is my second one as a warrior so that makes five." He said."They all seem to turn out interesting and are alwase pretty tense at first, but I think this is probably the worst it's ever been." He explained. He wasn't so nervous at the other gatherings,but this one seemed different,and he didn't know if it was just the tension or something else.
( Swiftheart (Is his name Burning Forest or Burningforest?))
Coyotecry listened as he watched the leaders, his gaze unwavering. "Yes," he agreed. "It's probably the riff between us and WindClan. It tenses things up." He frowned and looked over at Burningforest. "There had better not be a battle." He muttered, half to himself. "And if there must, let's at least wait until tomorrow." He may not believe that StarClan would intervene physically, but they could still send clouds and end the gathering for tonight.

[Mango]

Coyotecry shrugged. "Yes," he meowed to answer the tom's question. "It's happens more times than I can count." He studied the clan leaders for a moment. "How many gatherings have you been to?" He asked, rather curious. He himself had been to more than he liked, but he knew it was important to socialize with other cats.
Riverpaw thought for a second,trying to determine if the leader would be mad if she told."Yhea.The prey is returning and we are back in our homes.I think most of the dens are rebuilt now,but we are strengthening them in case a clan where to attack us." She explained,knowing this information would make them look stronger.

Burning forest thought back."I went to three as a apprintice,And this is my second one as a warrior so that makes five." He said."They all seem to turn out interesting and are alwase pretty tense at first,but I think this is probably the worst it's ever been." He explained.He wasent so nervous at He other gatherings,but this one seemed different,and he didn't know if it was just the tension or something else.[/QUOTE]
He nodded,” That’s good. I pressume your glad to stop eatting fish?” He asked imagining being forced to eat fish.

[Undercover]

The small apprentice was relieved when the tomcat showed signs of friendly behavior and didn’t mind her being over here, despite being in different clans too. “I’m Newtpaw.” The shecat repeated with a slight purr coming from her as she spoke, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Eburneanpaw. This is actually my second Gathering, but it still feels like my first one.” She admitted this with a softened chuckle as she sat down beside the other two apprentices, her tail curling around her paws. Perhaps she would make more friends tonight and things would go better than expected. This apprentice seemed to be kind enough to be friends with and so far, he didn’t point out her shortened legs or made fun of her. “It sure is a beautiful night out tonight. The stars are so bright up there.” She mentioned, lifting her gaze to look up at the marvelous night sky that stretched out overhead, bathing the area in a soothing moonlight.
Eburneanpaw nodded. "It's my first!" He purred. "Do you know who all the leaders and deputies are?" He asked. He knew his own leader, of course, but wasn't sure about the others. The WindClan tom licked a paw and drew it over his ear, waiting for a reply. He was glad to find such a kind cat to talk to. He knew the other clans wouldn't fight at a gathering, but it still made the fur stick up on his spine when he could practically feel the tension in his heart.

[russet]

Wolfpaw didn't take notice of her gentle glare, " I can watch myself," He said his thoughts. Letting out a snort of some amusement at Starclan, " Then don't they just tell us! I mean the omens or all that Medince cat stuff, can't they just tell us instead of leading us on a useless trip?" Wolfpaw asked. He didn't exactly care about borders, clans, and the code at all. Yeah, Yeah he was trained for it, and he would cause some trouble if he ever broke the code or cross borders. We don't need borders, can't we all just share? He looked where territory was untouched, wondering what lay across there. "Can't we just remove borders and live together like one big clan?" Wolfpaw muttered, not knowing he said it outloud.

Drizzleflower sighed at her son’s last remark. “I’m sorry, Wolfpaw, but that’s disloyal. We are devoted to our clan and only our clan.”

[Charmer]

Shinefang traveled along with the cat's of Skyclan, following closely behind Grousestar and Auroraflame. He held his head high as he entered the clearing, scanning the crowd with his remaining, orange eye. He took a long, deep sniff of the crowd and knew at once that only Riverclan was due to arrive, but close behind them. The salt are of the nearby see mingled with the scent of the cats in the clearing. There was fear scent in the air, and tension that he could feel deep in his old joints. Carrying his old scarred and battered body proudly, he strode forward in search of the other medicine cats, eager to take his place beside them.
(@woly Zero to Hero Clover @Eye of the Storm AbsurdJinx
Anyone who want to greet the old guy, feel free. :) )

[Static]

( Swiftheart (Is his name Burning Forest or Burningforest?))
Coyotecry listened as he watched the leaders, his gaze unwavering. "Yes," he agreed. "It's probably the riff between us and WindClan. It tenses things up." He frowned and looked over at Burningforest. "There had better not be a battle." He muttered, half to himself. "And if there must, let's at least wait until tomorrow." He may not believe that StarClan would intervene physically, but they could still send clouds and end the gathering for tonight.
Riverpaw thought for a second,trying to determine if the leader would be mad if she told."Yhea.The prey is returning and we are back in our homes.I think most of the dens are rebuilt now,but we are strengthening them in case a clan where to attack us." She explained,knowing this information would make them look stronger.

Burning forest thought back."I went to three as a apprintice,And this is my second one as a warrior so that makes five." He said."They all seem to turn out interesting and are alwase pretty tense at first,but I think this is probably the worst it's ever been." He explained.He wasent so nervous at He other gatherings,but this one seemed different,and he didn't know if it was just the tension or something else.
He nodded,” That’s good. I pressume your glad to stop eatting fish?” He asked imagining being forced to eat fish.[/QUOTE]
(It's Burningforest but sometimes it will autocorrect to burningfirist or Burning forest)
Burningforest nodded."Yhea.I doubt our leader would start the fight,or she would Atleast wait untill tommaro." Burningforest said.He beloved strongly in starclan,and knew the would stop the gathering,but he wasent sure if they physically could.'Would we even notice if the moon got clouded if we where in the middle of a fight?' he thought.

Riverpaw nodded."Yhea,I'm glad to have our preyback,but fish actually didn't taste half bad,unless you count the smell." She said.

[Mango]

He nodded,” That’s good. I pressume your glad to stop eatting fish?” He asked imagining being forced to eat fish.
(It's Burningforest but sometimes it will autocorrect to burningfirist or Burning forest)
Burningforest nodded."Yhea.I doubt our leader would start the fight,or she would Atleast wait untill tommaro." Burningforest said.He beloved strongly in starclan,and knew the would stop the gathering,but he wasent sure if they physically could.'Would we even notice if the moon got clouded if we where in the middle of a fight?' he thought.

Riverpaw nodded."Yhea,I'm glad to have our preyback,but fish actually didn't taste half bad,unless you count the smell." She said.[/QUOTE]
Lionpaw nodded,” Yeah, it smells bad. Did Riverclan make you swim?” He asked Wait Riverpaw....Riverclan. It’s an prophecy, Riverpaw is the reason Shadowclan went to Riverclan in the flood (LOL his thoughts)

[Captain]

Eburneanpaw nodded. "It's my first!" He purred. "Do you know who all the leaders and deputies are?" He asked. He knew his own leader, of course, but wasn't sure about the others. The WindClan tom licked a paw and drew it over his ear, waiting for a reply. He was glad to find such a kind cat to talk to. He knew the other clans wouldn't fight at a gathering, but it still made the fur stick up on his spine when he could practically feel the tension in his heart.
Newtpaw looked towards the area where all the leaders now sat before as she listened to her newfound friend speak. “Gatherings are pretty interesting to attend, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.” She said with a lightened purr stirring within her again, “Hmm.. Well, I know there’s Goldenstar, the Shadowclan leader, my leader, and then there’s Russetstar, who’s the Riverclan leader. I know that because they let my clan stay with them when our camp flooded a few moons ago - you probably heard about that already though by now.” Newtpaw had to think for a moment to place the other two leaders names, Thunderclan and Windclan, who she had never interacted with to get to know. “I believe the Thunderclan leader’s name is Snowstar and the Windclan leader is Blazingstar, right? That’s your leader. I wouldn’t know all the deputies names, unfortunately.” The small shecat said with a small giggle as her tail swished behind her.

[Static]

(It's Burningforest but sometimes it will autocorrect to burningfirist or Burning forest)
Burningforest nodded."Yhea.I doubt our leader would start the fight,or she would Atleast wait untill tommaro." Burningforest said.He beloved strongly in starclan,and knew the would stop the gathering,but he wasent sure if they physically could.'Would we even notice if the moon got clouded if we where in the middle of a fight?' he thought.

Riverpaw nodded."Yhea,I'm glad to have our preyback,but fish actually didn't taste half bad,unless you count the smell." She said.
Lionpaw nodded,” Yeah, it smells bad. Did Riverclan make you swim?” He asked Wait Riverpaw....Riverclan. It’s an prophecy, Riverpaw is the reason Shadowclan went to Riverclan in the flood (LOL his thoughts)[/QUOTE]
Riverpaw shook her head quickly."No and if they did I would rip their fur out!" She exclaimed,picturing the cold water all around her body,and a shiver went down her spine."I would rather become a squirrel!" She exclaimed.

[wolfie]

Drizzleflower sighed at her son’s last remark. “I’m sorry, Wolfpaw, but that’s disloyal. We are devoted to our clan and only our clan.”

"Disloyal, aren't we disloyal a lot of the times? I am devoted to my clan, but is it bad to think of the other clans when our clan is doing fine?" Wolfpaw's voice raised, until he quiet it down. " Sorry..." He muttered to his mother, he just was a bit rebellious.. right? He knew he shouldn't have done that, but he hated the word disloyal. He despise it, for everyone is.

[Mango]

Lionpaw nodded,” Yeah, it smells bad. Did Riverclan make you swim?” He asked Wait Riverpaw....Riverclan. It’s an prophecy, Riverpaw is the reason Shadowclan went to Riverclan in the flood (LOL his thoughts)
Riverpaw shook her head quickly."No and if they did I would rip their fur out!" She exclaimed,picturing the cold water all around her body,and a shiver went down her spine."I would rather become a squirrel!" She exclaimed.[/QUOTE]
Lionpaw nodded,” I’d rather become a bird or join Skylan than swim, since after all I’m terrified of heights.” He meowed and being under trees... he thought to himself.

[Static]

Riverpaw shook her head quickly."No and if they did I would rip their fur out!" She exclaimed,picturing the cold water all around her body,and a shiver went down her spine."I would rather become a squirrel!" She exclaimed.
Lionpaw nodded,” I’d rather become a bird or join Skylan than swim, since after all I’m terrified of heights.” He meowed and being under trees... he thought to himself.[/QUOTE]
Riverpaw giggled.She really liked this cat,even if he was from a current clan."Is this your first gathering?" She asked curiously.Lionpaw to her looked like he was about her age,but she couldn't be sure and didn't want to say something that would make her look stupid.

[Mango]

Lionpaw nodded,” I’d rather become a bird or join Skylan than swim, since after all I’m terrified of heights.” He meowed and being under trees... he thought to himself.
Riverpaw giggled.She really liked this cat,even if he was from a current clan."Is this your first gathering?" She asked curiously.Lionpaw to her looked like he was about her age,but she couldn't be sure and didn't want to say something that would make her look stupid.[/QUOTE]
Lionpaw nodded,” Yah. You?” He asked he found it weird talking with other clans. I hope I don’t fall in love with other clan cats (IDK I feel like Riverpaw might become a cat he crushes on and looks forward to seeing at gatherings)

[Static]

Riverpaw giggled.She really liked this cat,even if he was from a current clan."Is this your first gathering?" She asked curiously.Lionpaw to her looked like he was about her age,but she couldn't be sure and didn't want to say something that would make her look stupid.
Lionpaw nodded,” Yah. You?” He asked he found it weird talking with other clans. I hope I don’t fall in love with other clan cats (IDK I feel like Riverpaw might become a cat he crushes on and looks forward to seeing at gatherings)[/QUOTE]
Yes!I was wondering if I should ship them or not.)
Riverpaw nodded."Yep!First time ever!Is there something wrong with windclan?They seem a little angry or something,or is it alwase like this?" She asked,intill she rembered he might not be able to say,and added quickly,"If your alloud to say.If not that's fine to." She said quickly.

[Mango]

Lionpaw nodded,” Yah. You?” He asked he found it weird talking with other clans. I hope I don’t fall in love with other clan cats (IDK I feel like Riverpaw might become a cat he crushes on and looks forward to seeing at gatherings)
Yes!I was wondering if I should ship them or not.)
Riverpaw nodded."Yep!First time ever!Is there something wrong with windclan?They seem a little angry or something,or is it alwase like this?" She asked,intill she rembered he might not be able to say,and added quickly,"If your alloud to say.If not that's fine to." She said quickly.[/QUOTE]
(I’m fine with that or them sneaking around to flirt through apprenticehood, then around some time idk what age they realize they like someone in there clan and stop seeing eachother)
Lionpaw purred,” Yeah!” He frowned at her next question,” Okay...Thunderclan killed our previous deputy and then one of our warriors kill one of theirs so tentions are high as they are trying to avenge our former deputies death, and they are trying to avenge they’re warriors death.” He meowed.

[Tundra]

Skyfeather sighed and stood up.
He pushed his way through the crowd to make his way to the back, the stopped when he spotted Cherrydawn. He wanted to go over and speak to her, but didn't at the same time. She broke your heart. But... She was also right... Skyfeather flicked his tail and began making his way over to the ThunderClan warrior.

[Static]

Yes!I was wondering if I should ship them or not.)
Riverpaw nodded."Yep!First time ever!Is there something wrong with windclan?They seem a little angry or something,or is it alwase like this?" She asked,intill she rembered he might not be able to say,and added quickly,"If your alloud to say.If not that's fine to." She said quickly.
(I’m fine with that or them sneaking around to flirt through apprenticehood, then around some time idk what age they realize they like someone in there clan and stop seeing eachother)
Lionpaw purred,” Yeah!” He frowned at her next question,” Okay...Thunderclan killed our previous deputy and then one of our warriors kill one of theirs so tentions are high as they are trying to avenge our former deputies death, and they are trying to avenge they’re warriors death.” He meowed.[/QUOTE]
Yhea.)
Riverpaw nodded."You don't think we will have to fight here do you?There are elders here and I don't think it would be safe for them,unless your leader has a plan." She said,intill realizing she sounded like she was on his clans side.'Well my clan won't be involved anyways,so it wouldn't affect us much.We would side with who the leader told us to.' she thought,but didn't know if she would be able to fight lionpaw after they had just become friends.

[Starfall]

(I think this is the perfect time to rp Dayhum and Tawnystream ^^)

Tawnystream watched around closely, breathing in the salty sea air. She loved the beach, as much as she loved the cave near the sea she spent a few moons in with her mother and littermate. Though, she knew this gathering would not be peaceful, considering.. WindClan and all. The dilute calico observed the gathering, sitting nearby to where the leader's were sitting, though near cats conversations. She wasn't eavesdropping. No, she was just observing, though conversation was sorta what she wanted to do. With a clanmate, or not a clanmate. Tawnystream was more worried about WindClan, than anything else. She knew she was half-clan, she knew that. Though, no cat thought that was the case. Perhaps, it was.. way much better that way. What if she met her father in battle? What if he knew she was her kit? Would she knew? Tawnystream didn't worry about these question. Not really all that much.


[yes it's perfect :heartbounce: ]
The golden tabby spotted a familiar pelt pad into the clearing, his ocean blue hues instantly became brighter, almost as bright as his fur. He sprang up and quickly made his way over to the feline, his white paws barely making a sound against the dirt beneath him. He and Tawnystream were fairly good friends, honestly Dayhum was fairly good friends with everyone in his clan, he loved making friends, but whenever he saw the dilute calico something within him sparked, especially whenever they met eyes, he couldn't explain it. The warrior stopped a mouse length away and gave the feline a big, bright smile "hey Tawny, didn't think you were coming." he stated, his tail flicking behind him "If I knew you were I would have waited up for ya!" he laughed, his blue optics shone with nothing but joy as he looked at the other warrior.

nightwhisper blinked as he spotted the siberian tom, sleepingcloud, and locked his amber gaze onto him. his furry tail swayed for a moment,
his mind mulling over the possible outcomes of talking to the other tom. many heartbeats passed before nightwhisper huffed and trotted towards sleepingcloud. he sat next to the sleepy tom, keeping some distance in case he did not want to speak. night's ears flattened as he thought of a greeting, whiskers twitching in slight distress.
while he finally found one, the chestnut tabby tensed up and spoke, "hi?" his form froze before he mentally clawed himself at the awkwardness within his voice. he was afraid that sleepingcloud would be unable to hear him, given his naturally quiet voice, which could be easily overpowered by the talking cats around them. his fur bristled as a small wave of anxiety coursed through him, his itch to run from there growing as every heartbeat made its appearance.
nightwhisper cursed himself for being so utterly awkward. he's just your clanmate for starclan's sake, he thought, grumbling and mumbling to himself yet again. his paws kneaded the ground once again, now being used as a comfort mechanism more than a concentration one. night's breathing had slowed, thankfully, and he closed his amber eyes to speak with more, or less, confidence. "uh— how are you?"

he really needed to speak to others more often.
The silver and white tom lifted his head and looked at the feline who sat next to him, he looked incredibly familiar, though the tom knew that they had never spoken before, not once which was fairly odd. He looked the warrior over, hoping to think of the toms name by just looking at him, which he hadn't yet sadly. The buff feline wasn't sure if the other wanted to talk, and he sure didn't plan on forcing him, but something within him wanted to ask the mystery feline his name, but that was normal right? As the tom gave his sad excuse as a conversation starter Sleepingcloud gave the other a soft smile and decided to take pity on him " Hello there don't believe we've met befawe." he stated, his southern accent thick as he leaned forward a bit, checking to see what clan the feline was from. He hadn't expected him to be from Windclan, he leaned back on his heels and looked at Nightwhisper from ear tips to toe tips, his sky colored hues dancing with disbelief "Gosh, didnt expec y'all ta be in windclan, how come we've evuurr met?" he asked in his usual, low, gravely voice. The Siberian knew most in his clan, except for the newborn kits, was the tom new....or was he just shy?

Lawlipop
The ebony feline padded into the clearing, his lapis hues flickering with unease, especially when the scent of Windclan hit his nostrils. The deputy swiveled his head and looked around, hoping that he wouldn't spot a certain fiery red pelt. As soon as he deduced that the tom wasn't here he let out a sigh and padded towards the circle of deputies, which didn't bring back the best memories. He remembered Auroraflame, and how rudely he acted towards her, then he remembered the outburst he had with Honeypool and Fireflare, which in turn caused him and the ginger molly to be on no speaking terms for over a moon, that is, until two nights ago.
Fallenstream shook his head and tried his hardest to focus on his here and now, not the past, though yes it was great that the two had a heart to heart he wished that she held the same feelings he held for her, which he himself only realized a night ago. He sat himself down a fox length away from the other deputies and focused his blue gaze on his paws, which were pawing at the dirt below him, he didn't really feel like interacting this gathering.

[Charmer]

Skyfeather sighed and stood up.
He pushed his way through the crowd to make his way to the back, the stopped when he spotted Cherrydawn. He wanted to go over and speak to her, but didn't at the same time. She broke your heart. But... She was also right... Skyfeather flicked his tail and began making his way over to the ThunderClan warrior.

Cherrydawn's heart leapt as the Windclan warrior ade his way toward her. She swallowed and bowed her head. "Skyfeather," she meowed. "How is the prey running in Windclan?" It sounded wrong to her. Too stiff and formal. But she had to be strong, for both of them. This hurt now, but Skyfeather was a handsome tom. Soon he'll meet a shecat in his own clan, and have kits with her. Her chest flared with sudden jealousy, but she pushed it down. I'm doing the right thing, for both of us.

[lio]

The silver and white tom lifted his head and looked at the feline who sat next to him, he looked incredibly familiar, though the tom knew that they had never spoken before, not once which was fairly odd. He looked the warrior over, hoping to think of the toms name by just looking at him, which he hadn't yet sadly. The buff feline wasn't sure if the other wanted to talk, and he sure didn't plan on forcing him, but something within him wanted to ask the mystery feline his name, but that was normal right? As the tom gave his sad excuse as a conversation starter Sleepingcloud gave the other a soft smile and decided to take pity on him " Hello there don't believe we've met befawe." he stated, his southern accent thick as he leaned forward a bit, checking to see what clan the feline was from. He hadn't expected him to be from Windclan, he leaned back on his heels and looked at Nightwhisper from ear tips to toe tips, his sky colored hues dancing with disbelief "Gosh, didnt expec y'all ta be in windclan, how come we've evuurr met?" he asked in his usual, low, gravely voice. The Siberian knew most in his clan, except for the newborn kits, was the tom new....or was he just shy?

nightwhisper chuckled awkwardly, his tail flicking. his thought for a moment, deciphering sleepingcloud's accent. of course, nearly nobody within the clan knew him completely— he was always away from camp, exploring. the tabby cocked his head to the side, watching the siberian from the corner of his eye. he knew who sleepingcloud was, he knew basically everyone in the clan, really.

it was simply a pro of being quiet and invisible.

the tom smiled kindly, ears swivelling. "i'm nightwhisper, or night for short. i'm usually away from camp, adventuring the territory, so it is not surprising that you don't know of, or have ever met me," explained nightwhisper, heart racing. the buff tom was slightly intimidating due to his size, although night was nearly the same size— but he was all fur.
cautiously, the chestnut tabby moved closer to the other, still unsure if he would want nightwhisper there for long. gears churned in his mind, words being tested and tossed away within his thoughts. he didn't want to make a fool of himself, clearly. many moments passed by before he tried his next set of words, "so, pretty, uh, tense between the clans, isn't it? are you looking forward to a battle?"

[Nico, nico, Ni!]

Annnnnd. Dying of boredom, Wildpaw (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=404505&postcount=3) is open for roleplay!


Wildpaw's yellowish amber hues were filled with excitement as she entered the area,
there was tons of cats, which made her slightly overwhelmed, but she still going to enjoy every minute of it. She wanted to start a conversation..
but how? She was socially awkward, and didn't do well with talking or conversating, but once she's going, it'll take a paw or a tail to get her to stop talking! Most of all, she wanted to be on good terms with all of the clans, and make even the grumpiest cat crack a smile, holding the thought, she smiled to herself and let out a dumb giggle, she figured it'd be smarter for someone to approach her, rather than barging into someones conversation. With that,
she sat down and began raking her tongue over her paw right paw, sliding it over her whiskers and ears,
simply waiting for someone to at least consider talking to some goof like her,
she'd probably already made a fool of herself but just has yet to notice.

[Mango]

(I’m fine with that or them sneaking around to flirt through apprenticehood, then around some time idk what age they realize they like someone in there clan and stop seeing eachother)
Lionpaw purred,” Yeah!” He frowned at her next question,” Okay...Thunderclan killed our previous deputy and then one of our warriors kill one of theirs so tentions are high as they are trying to avenge our former deputies death, and they are trying to avenge they’re warriors death.” He meowed.
Yhea.)
Riverpaw nodded."You don't think we will have to fight here do you?There are elders here and I don't think it would be safe for them,unless your leader has a plan." She said,intill realizing she sounded like she was on his clans side.'Well my clan won't be involved anyways,so it wouldn't affect us much.We would side with who the leader told us to.' she thought,but didn't know if she would be able to fight lionpaw after they had just become friends.[/QUOTE]
(River’s already breaking the warriorcode being unable to fight Lionpaw)
Lionpaw purred,” I doubt it. There is the truce. Blazingstar and Snowstar wouldn’t dare break the truce, they might declare war but not start it during the truce. “ he meowed fear was in his meow as he realized he couldn’t make himself fight. Riverpaw if he had to. Atleast she’s not in Thunderclan then Id be in big trouble.

[:blue:]

Rosenose nervously bowed her head further down, and tried timidly to make conversation, ``Thunderclan and Windclan seem to be at each other's throats... I can smell the tension in the air, like a storm....``, She shivered, blue eyes to the sky,The molly shook her head, ``But Starclan will never allow it! But i have a bad feeling...``She realised what she had done, and started shaking. Honeythistle was lenient when she did this, but his brother, LIondusk, hated it. ``Im so Sorry! i should not talk to much.. Im feel terrible...``

The leader nodded, he had somewhat sensed that the other leaders were a bit on edge. Sure, he himself was a little ticked off at Snowstar for hunting in his territory, but he was willing to pull past that for the current gathering. They had stopped for the time being, however, he knew exactly what he would do if he found out Thunderclan was still hunting on Shadowclan territory. That didn’t matter right now, and he calmed himself down somewhat. “No, no, it’s fine, talk as much as you please!” He said, not wanting to make the She-Cat feel bad, smiling awkwardly, trying to reassure her.

[AbsurdJinx]

Shinefang traveled along with the cat's of Skyclan, following closely behind Grousestar and Auroraflame. He held his head high as he entered the clearing, scanning the crowd with his remaining, orange eye. He took a long, deep sniff of the crowd and knew at once that only Riverclan was due to arrive, but close behind them. The salt are of the nearby see mingled with the scent of the cats in the clearing. There was fear scent in the air, and tension that he could feel deep in his old joints. Carrying his old scarred and battered body proudly, he strode forward in search of the other medicine cats, eager to take his place beside them.
(@woly @Zero to Hero (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=80) @Clover (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=605) @Eye of the Storm @AbsurdJinx (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=192)
Anyone who want to greet the old guy, feel free. :) )
Juniperpaw strayed away from her clanmates at the sight of an unfamiliar tomcat who seemed to radiate pride. She noted how, well, how old he was, and she wondered briefly how he he could the journey from the clans to Seastones. And then she realized he had been following behind the SkyClan leaders, meaning their territory was closer to the Gathering place and not as much as a tiring trip. Juniperpaw figured he must be a well-respected warrior - seeing how he followed directly behind the leaders and his scarred body was also kind of a giveaway.


The young medicine apprentice was unaware of any tension as the excitement of this being her first Gathering ever overpowered her senses. She came up behind the older tomcat, chirping ``Hello!`` before skipping at his side. Her tail lashed cheerfully behind her, her bright green eyes sparkling with genuine innocence. ``I'm Juniperpaw - er, I'm RiverClan's medicine cat apprentice! And you are?`` She flashed the older tomcat an inviting smile, purring softly. She was just so happy to be here making friends!

[Static]

Yhea.)
Riverpaw nodded."You don't think we will have to fight here do you?There are elders here and I don't think it would be safe for them,unless your leader has a plan." She said,intill realizing she sounded like she was on his clans side.'Well my clan won't be involved anyways,so it wouldn't affect us much.We would side with who the leader told us to.' she thought,but didn't know if she would be able to fight lionpaw after they had just become friends.
(River’s already breaking the warriorcode being unable to fight Lionpaw)
Lionpaw purred,” I doubt it. There is the truce. Blazingstar and Snowstar wouldn’t dare break the truce, they might declare war but not start it during the truce. “ he meowed fear was in his meow as he realized he couldn’t make himself fight. Riverpaw if he had to. Atleast she’s not in Thunderclan then Id be in big trouble.[/QUOTE]
Yhea.I know.She's trying to convince herself she's not)
Riverpaw nodded."yhea I guess your right." She said,still not completely convinced,but a little reassured that one of Blazingstar's cats had even said there wouldn't be a battle.

[Mango]

(River’s already breaking the warriorcode being unable to fight Lionpaw)
Lionpaw purred,” I doubt it. There is the truce. Blazingstar and Snowstar wouldn’t dare break the truce, they might declare war but not start it during the truce. “ he meowed fear was in his meow as he realized he couldn’t make himself fight. Riverpaw if he had to. Atleast she’s not in Thunderclan then Id be in big trouble.
Yhea.I know.She's trying to convince herself she's not)
Riverpaw nodded."yhea I guess your right." She said,still not completely convinced,but a little reassured that one of Blazingstar's cats had even said there wouldn't be a battle.[/QUOTE]
He nodded,” Why would someone be a battle, and besides if there was, Riverclan, Shadowclan and Skyclan would probably just go home.

[Static]

Yhea.I know.She's trying to convince herself she's not)
Riverpaw nodded."yhea I guess your right." She said,still not completely convinced,but a little reassured that one of Blazingstar's cats had even said there wouldn't be a battle.
He nodded,” Why would someone be a battle, and besides if there was, Riverclan, Shadowclan and Skyclan would probably just go home.[/QUOTE]
"But what about windclan?" She said worridly,before shutting her mouth real quick.'Why should I be worried?He can send for himself,and I shouldn't be worried about a windclan cat!But...' she couldn't find out why she was worried,but she hopped he had been preoccupied and haven't heard her.

[Undercover]

(It's Burningforest but sometimes it will autocorrect to burningfirist or Burning forest)
Burningforest nodded."Yea. I doubt our leader would start the fight, or she would at least wait untill tomorrow." Burningforest said. He beloved strongly in StarClan, and knew the would stop the gathering, but he wasn't sure if they physically could. 'Would we even notice if the moon got clouded if we were in the middle of a fight?' he thought.
Coyotecry nodded, his whiskers twitching. He looked over at Burningforest, studying him. He seemed to have some sort of sense. Thought the tabby tom. "Yes," he agreed, surprised that the other tom cat voiced his thoughts. "She has more sense than that other leader." He meowed, flicking his tail toward Snowstar. And yet somehow she became leader...
"Well," he meowed, straitening his posture and lifting his muzzle. "They should start speaking soon."

[Mango]

He nodded,” Why would someone be a battle, and besides if there was, Riverclan, Shadowclan and Skyclan would probably just go home.
"But what about windclan?" She said worridly,before shutting her mouth real quick.'Why should I be worried?He can send for himself,and I shouldn't be worried about a windclan cat!But...' she couldn't find out why she was worried,but she hopped he had been preoccupied and haven't heard her.[/QUOTE]
Lionpaw chuckled,” I wouldn’t fight warriors, only apprentices. I mean, not often are there deaths.” He purred as he realized he had feelings for her I can’t join the darkest clan, and I doubt she could leave the swamp.(Based on the books lol this is normally alot when RPers kill of there cats)

[Mango]

[lol] "Nice." Daisywind didn't know what else to say.
Featherflight stepped in. "How's the prey?" he asked, hoping it wasn't a dumb question.
She nodded,” Riverclan’s doing better now that we have all the fish to ourselves instead of sharing with Shadowclan.”

[Fab4evagirl]

She nodded,” Riverclan’s doing better now that we have all the fish to ourselves instead of sharing with Shadowclan.” "Good," said Daisywind. I'm glad. They don't have a reason to steal our prey.
Featherflight streched. "The trip here was tiring, eh?"

[Static]

Coyotecry nodded, his whiskers twitching. He looked over at Burningforest, studying him. He seemed to have some sort of sense. Thought the tabby tom. "Yes," he agreed, surprised that the other tom cat voiced his thoughts. "She has more sense than that other leader." He meowed, flicking his tail toward Snowstar. And yet somehow she became leader...
"Well," he meowed, straitening his posture and lifting his muzzle. "They should start speaking soon."
"But what about windclan?" She said worridly,before shutting her mouth real quick.'Why should I be worried?He can send for himself,and I shouldn't be worried about a windclan cat!But...' she couldn't find out why she was worried,but she hopped he had been preoccupied and haven't heard her.
Lionpaw chuckled,” I wouldn’t fight warriors, only apprentices. I mean, not often are there deaths.” He purred as he realized he had feelings for her I can’t join the darkest clan, and I doubt she could leave the swamp.(Based on the books lol this is normally alot when RPers kill of there cats)[/QUOTE]
Burningforest nodded,and went silent,looking up at the leaders.'How do they become so powerful?' he thought curiously,getting into a more comfortable position.

She nodded."Same here.But what if a warrior where to attack you?" She asked?She didn't know if warriors would do this,but she did know that some played dirty for whatever reason.

[Mango]

"Good," said Daisywind. I'm glad. They don't have a reason to steal our prey.
Featherflight streched. "The trip here was tiring, eh?"
She laughed,” Russetstar made us swim upstream here. So yeah.” She meowed.

[Mango]

Lionpaw chuckled,” I wouldn’t fight warriors, only apprentices. I mean, not often are there deaths.” He purred as he realized he had feelings for her I can’t join the darkest clan, and I doubt she could leave the swamp.(Based on the books lol this is normally alot when RPers kill of there cats)
Burningforest nodded,and went silent,looking up at the leaders.'How do they become so powerful?' he thought curiously,getting into a more comfortable position.

She nodded."Same here.But what if a warrior where to attack you?" She asked?She didn't know if warriors would do this,but she did know that some played dirty for whatever reason.[/QUOTE]
He sighed,” I know a group of apprentices would help me or a warrior would.”

[Ainz Ooal Gown]

Shadomaru
“So, Newtpaw, how’s training with that new mentor of yours been going?” Blackfrost asked the small apprentice as the two of them followed the rest of Shadowclan on the way to the gathering, “You’ve been with them for, what, a moon now? Are they treating you well?” The black-and-white-furred shecat had seen the munchkin as a close friend of hers for a few moons, the both of them occasionally sharing a piece of prey and acting almost like a motherly figure to Newtpaw these days. “Oh, things have been going great!” Newtpaw purred, giving a small bound on her paws, “Raspberrybubble really sees the potential in me, I believe, she thinks I’m quite good when it comes to my fighting training. I’ve learned so many cool new battle techniques.” She said this with a happy purr stirring from her throat, her skinny tail waving behind her, “She’s very kind to me, despite my shortened legs and such, but that’s beside the point now.” Blackfrost glanced down at the small shecat, with brown and white fur, “You shouldn’t be seen as different because of your legs, Newt. There are many cats out there that have similar or even worst things to deal with and they’ve become great warriors.” She mentioned, “You’ll be an amazing warrior someday, I know that with all of my heart.” Newtpaw looked up at the larger shecat for a moment in silence before giving a lightened nod. “You’re right.” As the two of them finally reached the Seastones, where all the clans would gather, they could already see Windclan in the area. “I’m gonna go see if Ferretpaw is at the Gathering.” The munchkin remarked to Blackfrost, “I’ll see you later, Blackfrost.” She bounded off into the open area under the light of the moon as the shecat watched in a blissful silence. “Such an innocent youth, it’s such a shame that cats give her such a hard time because of her appearance.” Blackfrost murmured, shaking her head before turning to her mate, Crowhawk. “Where should we sit at the Gathering tonight, love?” She asked him with a warm smile as she gave him a softened nuzzle, “I chose where we sat last time, this time we can go wherever you want.”
(Sorry this one is short. I litterally have to go in like 5 minutes)

Crowhawk watched Blackfrost, talking to an apprentice and he was quiet to let them talk and not interrupt. He hadn't been himself recently. He wasn't his full of smiles and jokes self for two days. He didn't seem to know what the problem was. But today, he was going to change that. He shook his head and smiled. "It's all right. You can choose again." He said rubbing her flank with his. "I don't mind one bit where we sit. Only as long as I'm with you."

[Fab4evagirl]

She laughed,” Russetstar made us swim upstream here. So yeah.” She meowed. "Lucky," Daisywind said. "Sometimes you need to take a swim."
"You like swimming?" asked Featherflight. "I can't stand getting my fur wet!"
Daisywind didn't mind the young tom. "What are you going to do when the river freezes?" she asked.

[Charmer]

Juniperpaw strayed away from her clanmates at the sight of an unfamiliar tomcat who seemed to radiate pride. She noted how, well, how old he was, and she wondered briefly how he he could the journey from the clans to Seastones. And then she realized he had been following behind the SkyClan leaders, meaning their territory was closer to the Gathering place and not as much as a tiring trip. Juniperpaw figured he must be a well-respected warrior - seeing how he followed directly behind the leaders and his scarred body was also kind of a giveaway.


The young medicine apprentice was unaware of any tension as the excitement of this being her first Gathering ever overpowered her senses. She came up behind the older tomcat, chirping ``Hello!`` before skipping at his side. Her tail lashed cheerfully behind her, her bright green eyes sparkling with genuine innocence. ``I'm Juniperpaw - er, I'm RiverClan's medicine cat apprentice! And you are?`` She flashed the older tomcat an inviting smile, purring softly. She was just so happy to be here making friends!


woly Zero to Hero Clover The Eye Of The Storm

One of the old tabby tom's, torn ears flicked as he heard a little chirping voice. He turned his gnarled head, his one remaining eye gazing at the little shecat behind him. She was such tiny thing. She had brown, tabby fur with golden patches on her pelt, and one between her eyes. The tom, blinked at her. "It's, uh, nice to meet you Juniperpaw," he said, returning her greeting. He scrutinizing her warily, put off by how small and sweet she looked. Shinefang had never thought it was a good idea to make medicine cats out of six-moon-old kits. The forest could be a harsh and temperamental place, and teaching young cats hers before teaching them to fight sounded like an invitation for disaster. Shinefang said none of this to Juniperpaw. The little shecat couldn't help it if cats around her made decisions he didn't like. At least this way, she'd never have the chance to know the pain of losing kits. or worse... "Did you lose your mentor, Juniperpaw?" He asked, finding it odd to see a medicine cat apprentice apart from their mentor. Maybe it was the smell of tension in the air, but he suddenly felt driven to see that she got back to the mousebrain who was letting her wander off willy-nilly.

[Zero]

"Hi.", Zenithwhisker meowed, smiling. "I realized that I haven't talked to you in a while.", she said, sitting down next to him.

Slatestone nodded, realizing that now that it was brought up. "Yeah, I guess it has been a while," He moewed. "Time flies when you're a warrior." The tom stretched, his muscles rippling underneath his sleek, tabby fur. It was clear when both mother and son were next to eachother, that he had taken more after his father in terms of looks. "What have you been up to?"

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat
The grey-furred warrior lifted his gaze silently to look up at the bright stars that were spread across the sky overhead before glancing behind him. “Come along, Ebonypaw.” He murmured to his apprentice, “We don’t want to fall behind and be late for the Gathering.” Without another word, Flintheart padded onward, setting a pace for the rest of Thunderclan as they went through the darkened forest on their way to yet another Gathering under the full moon, a known tradition that he knew all too well at this time. This, however, would be his apprentice’s second Gathering, to his knowledge and he hoped that Ebonypaw would learn a few things on this day, though the mentor had no words to say about this. When you went to a Gathering for more than twenty moons, things tended to grow a bit tedious overall when it came to situations like this. His greenish blue-hued eyes gleamed in the dark of the night as the tall male walked onward, stepping through the softened green grass and loose dirt as Thunderclan drew closer and closer to the Seastones. The warrior had memorized the usual path by now and it was simply routine at this point. However, he was a respectable tom and did not voice his dulled opinion over things such as this right now. He did wonder, however, what went through the youth’s head as they went forward on their small journey - how did Ebonypaw feel about this? Well, he probably didn’t have much of an opinion since he’d only been to a Gathering once before, but that was back when Ebonypaw was first named as his apprentice. Not dwelling on such things, Flintheart gave a slight sigh of relief as they finally reached their destination. He stopped at the edge of the spacious clearing, looking around at the sea of cats before him before he looked to Ebonypaw once more. “Do you have some friends you’d like to go find or would you want to sit somewhere with me?” He asked the smaller tomcat, his ears twitching slightly at the distance chirping of crickets that sounded in the night.
CandyFlossCat
Hawkfeather padded along with his clanmates with his amber-hued eyes trained on the path before him, his tail lashing behind him with each step that he now took further. His heart was pounding within his chest and honestly, he didn’t know what to think at this very moment. The young warrior’s claws flexed underneath him, snagging grasses and kicking up loose dirt as he continued on his way. This was far from any normal Gathering that was about to greet them, drama and so much more brewing within the cats around him now. In the past, he usually enjoyed going to Gatherings, being able to talk with Flintheart, Pinwhisker and Sproutwhisker, his dear friends from other clans. Oh, Starclan, was Sproutwhisker going to be here? He had heard that his mate had just given birth to a new litter of kittens after having a quiet chat with Pinewhisker on the borders when he had been on a border patrol. He hoped not, the thought of the black-furred tom getting hurt, if this were to somehow go wrong, made his fur prickle with uneasiness. Despite him not even being apart of this drama, he still worried about his friends. Hawkfeather shook his head, his ears pinning against his head. He glanced at Carcalspirit, who was now walking beside him as they headed forth. “Maybe you should’ve stayed back at camp..” He murmured to his mate, his tone thick with worry, “We don’t know what’s going to happen tonight and I don’t want you to get hurt.” His first priority, even before his close friends, was his beloved Carcalspirit. He hated having even the slightest image of her getting hurt if one cat were to have an off mood about what was to happen under the moon tonight. He gave a small sigh, though, knowing he was worried about everything too much right now. Hawkfeather hoped to let things go calmly and perhaps, on the slightest chance, things would go right. His ears twitched as he lifted his head to look up at the stars with his eyes sparkling with various emotions that were far from easy from being explained.

"Coming." Ebonypaw mewed in reply. He nodded, being late would be awkward and he didn't want to be stared at. Ebonypaw trotted behind him, his eyes glowing with starlight, his ears pricked. This was his second Gathering, his first was a few Moons ago, and he found it interesting. The truce was a good idea, no fighting would happen, or StarClan would anger and call off the Gathering all together by hiding the stars or moon. He couldn't remember which. Maybe both? He shrugged it off. He'd just ask someone later. "You don't think Blazingstar and Snowstar would break the truce, do you?" He mewed. He was NOT in the mood to anger StarClan. He'd never done that before, and frankly, he was scared what they'd do. Good thing the medicine cats were here, just in case. He caught up with his mentor, a flicker of worry in his eyes. This WindClan vs. ThunderClan was going on too long, in his eyes, and he didn't know when WindClan would strike. And then there was the Syndicate. Surely they'd keep to their own territory, they were outnumbered greatly. Unless they were mouse-brains, they'd wait or never attack. He gazed at the place the Gathering was held, amazed by the large area. He smiled eagerly. "I guess i'll sit with you, I don't really know anyone." He mewed, gazing at the strangers around him. He didn't like socializing, really, he found most cats irritatingly preppy and loud. So loud. He shivered at the thought of cats screaming in his ears, even though they were right besides him. He'd rather sit with his calm, quiet mentor. Ivorypaw was somewhere with her friends, probably, she was much more social than him anyways.
Caracalspirit walked besides him, amazement in her eyes. Even though she'd been to a Gathering before, it was still a huge thing. She turned to her mate, tilting her head. Why did he look so nervous? There was a truce, after all. The leaders wouldn't dare break the truce of the Full Moon gathering. Sure, there'd be some tension, but nothing extreme. Maybe some glares at most. (Hahaha, couldn't be more wrong). Caracalspirit grinned as they approached the area. She should congratulate Sproutwhisker on his new kits, Hawkfeather had told her and she was excited to see if he was there. Kits were adorable and small and fluffy! She wondered what their names were. She wanted kits at some point, maybe Hawkfeather did too? She'd ask later on. She hoped they would all grow up healthy and become strong warriors, too. They'd be so fluffy as kits, too! Why was she thinking so much about kits? Maybe she really did want kits some day. She smiled at the thought, but changed her thought train to the Gathering again. She was excited, but nervous. There was a truce, but a lot of tension. "Relax, Hawky." She gave him a nuzzle, "there's a truce" she added. She hoped the cats wouldn't break it, anyways, and anger StarClan with fighting. They could hold off their silly war for the gathering, right? Surely, this had happened before, so why would they fight this time? She didn't want any fighting at all, but especially at the Gathering! A time of peace under the Full moon. StarClan would anger and clouds would appear in the sky, and they'd leave with more tension than ever.

[Deerlie]

Birdsong stepped into the Gathering clearing. Her heart was racing. She missed the gatherings.

Buddy sat in the clearing. This was his first gathering as a Windclan apprentice. Birdsong padded over, "Dont worry, Blazingstar will tell the other clans of your arrival." She purred, giving his ear a swift lick.
{OPEN!!!}
Hey guys, This is open ^^

[Undercover]

Newtpaw looked towards the area where all the leaders now sat before as she listened to her newfound friend speak. “Gatherings are pretty interesting to attend, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.” She said with a lightened purr stirring within her again, “Hmm.. Well, I know there’s Goldenstar, the Shadowclan leader, my leader, and then there’s Russetstar, who’s the Riverclan leader. I know that because they let my clan stay with them when our camp flooded a few moons ago - you probably heard about that already though by now.” Newtpaw had to think for a moment to place the other two leaders names, Thunderclan and Windclan, who she had never interacted with to get to know. “I believe the Thunderclan leader’s name is Snowstar and the Windclan leader is Blazingstar, right? That’s your leader. I wouldn’t know all the deputies names, unfortunately.” The small shecat said with a small giggle as her tail swished behind her.
Eburneanpaw dipped his head, lapping at his chest fur again. He listened to Newtpaw with interest, looking toward the place where the Leaders were gathered. He looked over quickly, "I hope you were okay." He meowed, resting his tail on her shoulder for a moment. Then, he seemed to realize that this was a ShadowClan cat, not a clanmate. He whisked it away again, and busied himself with another question. "Has your camp and territory recovered?" He knew that ShadowClna had flooded, and hoped she hadn't been hurt. Then, he listened to the rest.
"Yes," he meowed. "Blazingstar is my leader." He flicked his tail and looked closer at the ThunderClan leader. Blazingstar and Snowstar look a little peeved. He thoughts to himself.

[Undercover]

Burningforest nodded,and went silent,looking up at the leaders. 'How do they become so powerful?' he thought curiously, getting into a more comfortable position.
Haha, I've know idea what's to do with him now; Coyotecry isn't a big talker))
Coyotecry sat in silence, unwinding his tail from around his tabby paws and flicking it back and forth with seriousness. He wasn't one for mindless talking, and rose a paw to lick at it absentmindedly. Hopefully, he wasn't boring the younger tom; he knew how most of them liked to chat and share stories.

[Captain]

"Coming." Ebonypaw mewed in reply. He nodded, being late would be awkward and he didn't want to be stared at. Ebonypaw trotted behind him, his eyes glowing with starlight, his ears pricked. This was his second Gathering, his first was a few Moons ago, and he found it interesting. The truce was a good idea, no fighting would happen, or StarClan would anger and call off the Gathering all together by hiding the stars or moon. He couldn't remember which. Maybe both? He shrugged it off. He'd just ask someone later. "You don't think Blazingstar and Snowstar would break the truce, do you?" He mewed. He was NOT in the mood to anger StarClan. He'd never done that before, and frankly, he was scared what they'd do. Good thing the medicine cats were here, just in case. He caught up with his mentor, a flicker of worry in his eyes. This WindClan vs. ThunderClan was going on too long, in his eyes, and he didn't know when WindClan would strike. And then there was the Syndicate. Surely they'd keep to their own territory, they were outnumbered greatly. Unless they were mouse-brains, they'd wait or never attack. He gazed at the place the Gathering was held, amazed by the large area. He smiled eagerly. "I guess i'll sit with you, I don't really know anyone." He mewed, gazing at the strangers around him. He didn't like socializing, really, he found most cats irritatingly preppy and loud. So loud. He shivered at the thought of cats screaming in his ears, even though they were right besides him. He'd rather sit with his calm, quiet mentor. Ivorypaw was somewhere with her friends, probably, she was much more social than him anyways.
Caracalspirit walked besides him, amazement in her eyes. Even though she'd been to a Gathering before, it was still a huge thing. She turned to her mate, tilting her head. Why did he look so nervous? There was a truce, after all. The leaders wouldn't dare break the truce of the Full Moon gathering. Sure, there'd be some tension, but nothing extreme. Maybe some glares at most. (Hahaha, couldn't be more wrong). Caracalspirit grinned as they approached the area. She should congratulate Sproutwhisker on his new kits, Hawkfeather had told her and she was excited to see if he was there. Kits were adorable and small and fluffy! She wondered what their names were. She wanted kits at some point, maybe Hawkfeather did too? She'd ask later on. She hoped they would all grow up healthy and become strong warriors, too. They'd be so fluffy as kits, too! Why was she thinking so much about kits? Maybe she really did want kits some day. She smiled at the thought, but changed her thought train to the Gathering again. She was excited, but nervous. There was a truce, but a lot of tension. "Relax, Hawky." She gave him a nuzzle, "there's a truce" she added. She hoped the cats wouldn't break it, anyways, and anger StarClan with fighting. They could hold off their silly war for the gathering, right? Surely, this had happened before, so why would they fight this time? She didn't want any fighting at all, but especially at the Gathering! A time of peace under the Full moon. StarClan would anger and clouds would appear in the sky, and they'd leave with more tension than ever.

Flintheart was silent for a moment, not answering the youth’s question right away as he, personally, did not know the true answer. “One can only hope.” He murmured, his claws digging into the grass as he continued further through the forest with the rest of Thunderclan. The grey-furred warrior had bad feelings about this, but for the sake of Ebonypaw, he did not show such of his own worry, not wanting to frighten the apprentice that he cared for. “Snowstar will handle this. We need to trust our leader.” Flintheart mentioned to Ebonypaw, but it seemed like these words were to reassure himself more than the young tomcat that traveled with him. He was ready to defend Thunderclan with his life, there was no doubt about that, but with the dark furred youth in the corner of his line of sight, Flintheart hardly had his own well being on his mind. Yes, the youth was skilled in his fighting techniques and he was impressive when it came to such things, but.. No, he shouldn’t be worrying about this. It was a Gathering, for Starclan sake, and they were under the truce of the full moon! Starclan was watching them with observant gazes and most cats, even himself, feared in angering their ancestors with such acts of violence. When they had finally reached the Seastones, he was slightly relieved that Ebonypaw was alright with sitting with him. He almost said something along the lines of preferring that he would sit with him anyways, but he held his tongue because of obvious reasoning. “Fair enough.” He murmured to his student, walking through the crowd of clanmates, “My friend, Sproutwhisker, will not be attending the Gathering tonight because his mate just gave birth to a litter of kittens, so I have nobody to sit with anymore. He sat with us at the last Gathering, if you remember that Riverclan tomcat.” As he rested on his haunches once he had found a space open among the cats, he gestured for Ebonypaw to sit beside him with a gentle smile. His greenish blue-hued eyes scanned the clearing for a moment and for a split second, he met eyes with Hawkfeather, the Windclan tomcat that was another friend of his. He was sitting with Carcalspirit, his mate, among Windclan. They stared at each other without exchanging a word before the tan-furred male dipped his head to the older warrior and turned back to talking to the female that sat beside him. Flintheart gave a slight sigh, hating this tension and divided sense that they had. “Do you remember the moves that I taught you in the training cave several days ago?” The mentor said, out of context to the apprentice as he looked up at the gathered leaders before them.

It was no surprise that Hawkfeather was often seen as someone that worried too much at certain times, especially when it came to his loved ones. The bristled, ruffled fur along his spine settled ever so slightly as his beloved nuzzled him to calm his nervous and anxious form. “You’re right.” He murmured, licking Carcalspirit’s cheek, “I apologize, my dear. It’s just that tensions have been high between Windclan and Thunderclan lately. Who knows what’ll happen when Blazingstar confronts Snowstar about the matter..” Hawkfeather didn’t like the idea of drama going about, especially in such a populated area with so many cats as well. There were other cats among them that seemed to share the same uneasy feeling in their guts about the matter, but his mate didn’t seem to be bothered, trusting in the truce of the full moon, so why should he worry? He shook his head, brushing away worrisome thoughts as he focused on the positives. “Since you aren’t worried about this, I’ll try not to worry either.” The tan-furred male said, “Let’s just hope we can find a good spot to sit and watch everything.” He wondered, in the back of his mind, if Flintheart would be here as well - though it probably wouldn’t be safe to visit his old friend since the ties between Thunder and Wind were very, very deadly. The young warrior remembered a time when Sproutwhisker, Flintheart, Pinewhisker and him could all sit together and share stories of their lives at the Gatherings. Oh, how he missed his old friends quite dearly. Pinewhisker had told him that he would not be attending the Gathering this time since he was still feeling an ache from his injured leg after the flood. He disliked the idea of meeting his companions in battle, but his loyalty lied with Windclan and Carcalspirit, so despite his friendships, he would protect his family. “Where would you like to sit? I’ll let you choose.” He mentioned as they reached the spacious clearing with cats of all colors and sizes, varying in rank and clan before them. It certainly a sight that he had not yet grown used to, even though this was far from his first Gathering.

[fresh]

Nightpaw took in the excited apprentice's words, feeling her own glee at all the excitement growing with Snowpaw's excitement. "Goldenstar just became my mentor," Nightpaw purred. "He's so great! He's so patient and nice, and I'm learning a lot. You're going to be a warrior soon? That's so cool! I'm only twelve moons old, but I'm just starting my warrior training, so I think it's gonna be a while."

Risingstorm's ears twitched as the chattering apprentices started to increase their volume. She turned to then and said in a stern but kind voice, "Nightpaw, I know that you're excited, but you need to keep your voice a little lower, ok?" The grey and cream she-cat looked to Snowpaw next, "I'm counting on you to set a good example for her," she said warmly.
"That's so cool!" The white apprentice exclaimed, her whiskers twitching.
"Don't worry; the years pass quickly." Snowpaw smiled warmly at the other apprentice just as Risingstorm appeared beside them. Turning towards the warrior, the she-cat mewed, "Of course! I promise we won't get into too much trouble." Practically beaming, she nudged Nightpaw,
a mischievous glint in her eyes.

[Captain]

Eburneanpaw dipped his head, lapping at his chest fur again. He listened to Newtpaw with interest, looking toward the place where the Leaders were gathered. He looked over quickly, "I hope you were okay." He meowed, resting his tail on her shoulder for a moment. Then, he seemed to realize that this was a ShadowClan cat, not a clanmate. He whisked it away again, and busied himself with another question. "Has your camp and territory recovered?" He knew that ShadowClna had flooded, and hoped she hadn't been hurt. Then, he listened to the rest.
"Yes," he meowed. "Blazingstar is my leader." He flicked his tail and looked closer at the ThunderClan leader. Blazingstar and Snowstar look a little peeved. He thoughts to himself.
Newtpaw was looking up at the stars the shined above them when the other apprentice rested his tail on her shoulder, which surprised her, but she did not jump, only turned her head to look at Eburneanpaw for a moment with a small smile resting on her maw. His words were kind and sweet as he wished the best for her and Shadowclan, regarding the flooding that had ruined their camp a few moons previously. “It was such a scary thing to go through.” She admitted, a certain sadness going through her blue-hued eyes, “I would’ve drowned, but I was saved by Lionpaw, another apprentice who was once my best friend. Though we’ve grown apart since Shadowclan returned after staying with Riverclan for a few moons while everything recovered.” The small apprentice usually wouldn’t tell anyone these things, especially since she had just met this tomcat, but he was nice and friendly - making her already feel like she had a true friend once again. Newtpaw noticed the tomcat pull his tail away from her, realizing that she was not of his clan and this made her utter a small laugh, a smile still resting on her maw. She enjoyed this cat’s company a lot so far. “The camp hardly looks like it was destroyed by a flood these days, which still leaves me in awe.” The munchkin remarked, shaking her head slightly, “Some cats are still healing from the event - broken legs, loss of family, trauma and shock.” She said and decided to add something, “I cannot handle being around large bodies of water anymore since the flood. It.. It terrified me beyond belief, all the darkened water around me as I struggled for breath.” Newtpaw forbid herself to think about it any longer, the experience was a nightmare. She was glad that she had gotten the names of the leaders correct. “It seems that I have a tendency to make friends with Windclan cats.” She giggled, “There’s another apprentice named Ferretpaw, who is in your clan, and a good friend of mine. It’s a shame, but I don’t see him at the Gathering. I do hope that he is okay.” She mewed to her newfound friend, the shecat’s skinny tail swishing back and forth behind her as she spoke.

[Brilliance]

It was his first gathering. Not his first gathering ever, but the first one where he came as deputy. Instead of walking next to Snowstar, where he should had been, the ginger Tom stuck to the back in order to correct a cricket line cats. It was a lot of them, and the deputy made sure they all got there with the amount they left with. When Snowstar took her spot to be on the great rock, Passionblaze took his time to start leading the rest of the cats, and settling in a spot where he knew they would be safe. "Now, keep where I can see you. Don't want anyone left behind here." He called loudly to the crowd of cats. Most were chattering to themselves. Not paying him any heed. Passionblaze managed to get a front spot, and he sat down to relax his muscles. The leaders were up there. Conversing among themselves. The Tom himself imagined himself up there at some point of time. Looking down on his clan with a fierce prideness. The thought made his heart swell, and he puffed out his chest. There was no doubt he was proud to be the deputy of Thunderclan. No doubt he would lay his life on the line for any of his clan mates.
Passionblaze's fail thumped behind him in a musical manner. He created a beat with it. One thump. Pause. Two thumps. Followed by a series of the same pattern. He was quiet, smiling, keeping his gaze flitting around. This was a gathering. Truce. The one night they all could be friends without any interruptions or accusations of being disloyal. Ah. Now the Tom knew he needed to meet the other deputies. While he was here, he might as well make some friends.

Empress Of Evil

~OWO~

Another gathering. Honeythistle strutted his way through the other cats. Pushing them to the side, so that he managed to get a good seat. Two of his mates accompanied him to the gathering. Strawberrthorn was well settled home to care for their litter, as we're Pearlstream and Mothflower. Rosenose should had been home, but she managed to convince Honeythistle that she had her other sister wife to care for their litter. Honeythistle was iffy about the situation. But he trusted his mates. Even though they all had their personal litter, he expected them all to mother all his kits. Even the ones who weren't biological to them. So, with Rosenose, Cloudstrike came. The Molly he grew close to in Riverclan. She was by his side, or close to him. As long as they stayed near him, then the silver cat was alright with them coming. When he managed to find a good seat, a good spot to see their leader, and a good distance away from their newest deputy. Honestly, Honeythistle felt like he could growl just looking at the half-face feline. She didn't belong to that position. What was with mollies believing they could run the world? Honeythistle grunted, but averted his gaze to stare at his lovely mates - Cloudstrike and...where was Rosenose? Did she get lost in the crowd? Honeythistle immediately shot up, his fur bristling and ears perked in alarm. When his fiery gaze landed on Rosenose talking to Goldenstar, his pelt flattened. Only slightly, but he was still cautious. What had she needed to discuss with their leader? Most importantly who told her she could walk off like that?

Beau

[Gone]

SparkleDemon

Blossompaw slowly made her way to the gathering, often stopping to wait for Spiderpaw, it wasn't her first time being here, so she wasn't all that surprised. The calico then stopped and sat, making sure she wasn't too far away from the rest, she smiled and patted the ground beside her with her tail. "So this is it, Spiderpaw, welcome to your first gathering." She purred and nuzzled him, meeting the tom's gaze and waiting for him to settle by her side.

[Bracken12]

Stormclaw's gaze filtered from cat to cat as his fluffy gray tipped tail swished back and forth. It may have been the truce, but he felt like something would happen tonight, and he may be young, but he felt like it would change the clans' fates forever. At least I have the best mate a tom could ask for. He thought to himself, smiling. But his tail couldn't stop twitching, and as he continued to walk, it became a thrashing.
@CandyFlossCat (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2597) ( do you want to have Vixenlight talk to her mate?)

[Barnabas]

SparkleDemon

Blossompaw slowly made her way to the gathering, often stopping to wait for Spiderpaw, it wasn't her first time being here, so she wasn't all that surprised. The calico then stopped and sat, making sure she wasn't too far away from the rest, she smiled and patted the ground beside her with her tail. "So this is it, Spiderpaw, welcome to your first gathering." She purred and nuzzled him, meeting the tom's gaze and waiting for him to settle by her side.

Spiderpaw walked behind Blossompaw with an excited spring in his step. Once Blossompaw settled down he sat beside her, gazing around the clearing with his blind eyes. "Omnce the gathering starts can you tell me their movement, but not every movement? Only what you think is important?" Asked Spiderpaw with his polite meow.

[Gone]

Spiderpaw walked behind Blossompaw with an excited spring in his step. Once Blossompaw settled down he sat beside her, gazing around the clearing with his blind eyes. "Omnce the gathering starts can you tell me their movement, but not every movement? Only what you think is important?" Asked Spiderpaw with his polite meow.
Blossompaw pressed against him once more, purring, she then chuckled, but ended up laughing out loud. "You're so silly, Spiderpaw, there's no need to know the movements, they're telling us news about their clans, so you only have to listen." She chuckled, reaching up and licking his cheek. "You're my silly Spiderpaw..." She thought, fur heating up.

[Charmer]

"That's so cool!" The white apprentice exclaimed, her whiskers twitching.
"Don't worry; the years pass quickly." Snowpaw smiled warmly at the other apprentice just as Risingstorm appeared beside them. Turning towards the warrior, the she-cat mewed, "Of course! I promise we won't get into too much trouble." Practically beaming, she nudged Nightpaw,
a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Nightpaw shared a conspiratory glance with her fellow apprentice and snickered, glad to have a cat who seemed as excited to be here as she was. "There are so many cats here!" Nightpaw said to the white apprentice. "Is this what it's like at every gathering? It's amazing!" The little black shecat looked over the dense crowd, her green eyes glinting with wonder.

[Tundra]

Skyfeather sighed and let his gaze trail away. "It's going well." He meowed. This doesn't feel right... He thought twitching an ear.
None of this feels right... She's acting... Different...

[Casual Scribbles]

Frostedflight wandered around seastones, drinking in the warm sea breeze. This was where he had met Rainberry the first time. He knew she wouldn't be here though. She was taking care of their kits. He looked around. The gathering was meant to be peaceful, but the tension seemed thick enough to cut through with his claws. he hoped a fight wouldn't break out.

Burrpaw trotted in happily. He was older now. No longer a small apprentice. He was battle-scarred, and almost a warrior. He hoped Swiftfang was proud of him. They hadn't talking in a while. The Bengal frowned. He hoped Swiftfang wasn't mad at him. Burrpaw shook his head and searched for other apprentices.

OPEN FOR INTERACTION

[Charmer]

Skyfeather sighed and let his gaze trail away. "It's going well." He meowed. This doesn't feel right... He thought twitching an ear.
None of this feels right... She's acting... Different...

"I'm glad to hear that," she said with a sad meow, she glanced around, swallowing before leaning in to whisper in Skyfeather's ear. There was so much she wanted to say, but in the end, she settled for, "I don't expect you to forgive me, but I'm sorry..."

[Barnabas]

Blossompaw pressed against him once more, purring, she then chuckled, but ended up laughing out loud. "You're so silly, Spiderpaw, there's no need to know the movements, they're telling us news about their clans, so you only have to listen." She chuckled, reaching up and licking his cheek. "You're my silly Spiderpaw..." She thought, fur heating up.


Spiderpaw bent low to the ground, his eyes moving towards Blossompaw. After she licked his cheek he lifted his body back up with a purr. "But you never know when a fight will break out. There will be a sign of movement if there will be." meowed Spiderpaw, trying to defend himself in a playful way, so he swatted at her ear.

[Burnpaw]

Viperpaw slunk in with behind the rest of Skyclan, her face sour and ugly. She wrapped her grimy tail around her paws and stayed towards the shadows. She glared around, searching... Searching for somebody. Her brother from Shadowclan... There he is. She stood up and trotted over to him.

Adderpaw was socializing, thinking of whether or not to flirt with that cute Riverclan she-cat or the wiry, renegade-ish one from Windclan. The charismatic, handsome tom was just about to go over to the Riverclanner when an ugly Skyclan she cat stumbled up to him with wide happy eyes. He recoiled from her stench, she was so... Unkempt...
"Adderpaw! It's me, Viperpaw!"
"Um"
"Well, of course I'd know you're Adderpaw now because you're an apprentice, not a kit anymore! Oh Starclan I missed you! I--"
"--Do I know you?" He wrinkled his nose at her.
Who was this cat, and how did he know his name? Stalking Fan-shes...
Yerch.
Hurt glazed Viperpaw's eyes. "I--I'm your sister!"
She whimpered.
Adderpaw wasn't paying attention anymore,
"Uh huh." He strutted away to see if he could get the attention of any she-cats in his clan. (OPEN)
Viperpaw slouched, crestfallen, her mouth open wide in shock. He-he didn't remember me... teary-eyed, she slunk back to her hiding place. (Open-ish... She doesn't like people okay!)

[Mango]

"Lucky," Daisywind said. "Sometimes you need to take a swim."
"You like swimming?" asked Featherflight. "I can't stand getting my fur wet!"
Daisywind didn't mind the young tom. "What are you going to do when the river freezes?" she asked.
She chuckled,"Why not? And in leaf bare we normally do what you consider as normal. Hunting land prey." She meowed and the sea never freezes just is chilly." She meowed.

[Deerlie]

Any one wanna rp with w/ me?}
Badgerpaw is open}

A small black tom snuck through the crowd, his ears flat.

[Charmer]

Rosebelly let out a purr, but that was abruptly stopped as he told of his possible future apprentice. "Good luck if you get her! Apprentices can be a handful sometimes," she replied, eyes shining. Rosebelly stood up, shook herself head to tail, and sat back down. Seastones seemed a bit calmer, but maybe it was just her. Rosebelly glanced up at the leaders and noticed something new. "What happened to Halestar?" she asked no one in particular.

Morningblue followed her gaze and saw the Shadowclan deputy seated with the rest of the leaders. "I noticed that too. I wonder if she'd ill... You don't suppose something happened to her?" The grey tom lowered his voice and bent his neck to whisper in the shecat's ear. "You saw their territory. Their camp was likely just as bad. Who knows how many cats got hurt."

[Gone]

Spiderpaw bent low to the ground, his eyes moving towards Blossompaw. After she licked his cheek he lifted his body back up with a purr. "But you never know when a fight will break out. There will be a sign of movement if there will be." meowed Spiderpaw, trying to defend himself in a playful way, so he swatted at her ear.
Once again, Blossompaw started laughing. "Battles aren't tolerated here, we can't fight." The calico mewed, chuckling as he swatted at her ear. "Nothing can happen to us, so don't worry, alright?" She asked.

[Role]

Morningblue followed her gaze and saw the Shadowclan deputy seated with the rest of the leaders. "I noticed that too. I wonder if she'd ill... You don't suppose something happened to her?" The grey tom lowered his voice and bent his neck to whisper in the shecat's ear. "You saw their territory. Their camp was likely just as bad. Who knows how many cats got hurt."
Rosebelly frowned thoughtfully, and guilt arose inside her. I still can't believe we trespassed on ShadowClan territory, she sighed to herself. Rosebelly curled her tail around her paws. "Hopefully Halestar is still alive," she replied. "No offense to this guy, of course." Rosebelly glanced at Blazingstar. She immediately tensed. He didn't look to happy. Rosebelly felt a wave of tension fall over her. Something isn't right. Rosebelly shook her head and focused back on reality. "Anyway, let's get off of that heavy topic. What are Jaystorm's kits' names?"

[Barnabas]

Once again, Blossompaw started laughing. "Battles aren't tolerated here, we can't fight." The calico mewed, chuckling as he swatted at her ear. "Nothing can happen to us, so don't worry, alright?" She asked.

Spiderpaw rolled his eyes. There's been a lot of hostility in the clans. There might be a battle and I'll be ready for it. The tom knew that he just had to go along with it. "Alright." replied Spiderpaw, agreeing with her.

[Captain]

Constellation - Tigerbreeze
“Well, this certainly is a sight to behold..” Wildfire murmured quietly under her breath as she halted at the edge of the crowded area, filled with cats of all size and color, varying in clan and rank alike. Of course, the young warrior was alone, having no friends to walk with her on the way to the Gathering, not even her brother, who didn’t even show up to this event. She was slightly glad for that, knowing that she would be rather annoyed to see him get constant attention with others. It wasn’t like it helped her case for that matter anyways as she slipped into the sea of clanmates, passing by Thunderclan warriors and Riverclan apprentices, all sorts of felines to your own pleasure. The shecat murmured a small hum, not bothering with anyone as she found an empty spot for herself on the edge of the large crowd. From this placement, Wildfire could see all of the leaders, standing gathered atop the Seastones and conversing with one another, despite there being well-known tension between Snowstar and Blazingstar, which was no surprise. “Drama, drama, drama..” The warrior murmured with a slight huff of amusement coming from her as she raised a paw, brushing it over her ears to flatten any fur that poked out of place, “Even under the full moon, there is no peace..” This female was known to not have much of a liking towards rules and drama that ensued from such things, though it was reasonable in some points. She gave a slight shrug at this though, thinking to herself. That one tomcat that she met on the Thunderclan border - was he here? She wondered this with a twitch of her whiskers, remembering the fact that Wildfire was unable to find that shecat that he admired. Shadowclan had moved back to their original camp before she had a chance to do so. Wildfire had avoided going to the border since then, not having the heart to tell the male that she had failed. She was enough of a disappointment to her family and Wildfire didn’t need anyone, especially a mouse-brained Thunderclanner, to point out her mistakes when she already knew them all too well. Out of the corner of her eye, the red-furred female could see cats conversing happily with one another without a care in the world and her ears flattened against her head as she sat here, all alone under the night sky. It was routine for Wildfire, a life of solitude.

[dionysus]

Another gathering. Honeythistle strutted his way through the other cats. Pushing them to the side, so that he managed to get a good seat. Two of his mates accompanied him to the gathering. Strawberrthorn was well settled home to care for their litter, as we're Pearlstream and Mothflower. Rosenose should had been home, but she managed to convince Honeythistle that she had her other sister wife to care for their litter. Honeythistle was iffy about the situation. But he trusted his mates. Even though they all had their personal litter, he expected them all to mother all his kits. Even the ones who weren't biological to them. So, with Rosenose, Cloudstrike came. The Molly he grew close to in Riverclan. She was by his side, or close to him. As long as they stayed near him, then the silver cat was alright with them coming. When he managed to find a good seat, a good spot to see their leader, and a good distance away from their newest deputy. Honestly, Honeythistle felt like he could growl just looking at the half-face feline. She didn't belong to that position. What was with mollies believing they could run the world? Honeythistle grunted, but averted his gaze to stare at his lovely mates - Cloudstrike and...where was Rosenose? Did she get lost in the crowd? Honeythistle immediately shot up, his fur bristling and ears perked in alarm. When his fiery gaze landed on Rosenose talking to Goldenstar, his pelt flattened. Only slightly, but he was still cautious. What had she needed to discuss with their leader? Most importantly who told her she could walk off like that?

@Beau (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=114)
Cloudstrike flounced into the clearing of seastones with a brilliant smile and excitement dazzling in her diamond eyes. For the moment, the molly remained close to Honeythistle, as he had ordered before they'd left for the gathering. She was just glad that he had allowed her to come. Luckily, Cloudstrike was neither pregnant nor had a litter to look after and therefore had about as much freedom as a she-cat ever had in Honeythistle's world -her world now. Of course, she'd had to ask Honeythistle's permission, but there was no reason for him to say no, so she'd gotten the affirmative rather quickly. Due to her gratitude on that front, Cloudstrike was trying to be on her best behavior tonight.

Almost immediately forgetting her promise to Honeythistle, Cloudstrike wandered off to inspect a rustling noise she'd heard. However, the white feline managed to correct herself and started following Honeythistle's silver tail tip through the crowd once more. Her mind was on other things and she payed very little attention to her surroundings. At the moment, she was hoping Honeythistle wouldn't be grumpy all night. He'd had a terrible temper ever since Halfgaze was appointed deputy. Personally, Cloudstrike thought it was great for the tortoiseshell, but she was far enough along in her training to know how Honeythistle felt. He was enraged that after finally gaining a strong tom leader, a weak she-cat was made deputy. Honeythistle had told Cloudstrike that she-cats weren't meant to lead, and he would never lie to her, so she believed him. But, she guessed Halfgaze had never been taught that, as Cloudstrike hadn't been until Honeythistle found her. Shrugging, she caught up to Honeythistle...only...It wasn't Honeythistle! The silver tail tip she'd been following belonged to some other tom and Cloudstrike found herself lost in the throng of cats. Uh oh, she thought as she looked around, Honey's not going to be happy.

[Charmer]

Rosebelly frowned thoughtfully, and guilt arose inside her. I still can't believe we trespassed on ShadowClan territory, she sighed to herself. Rosebelly curled her tail around her paws. "Hopefully Halestar is still alive," she replied. "No offense to this guy, of course." Rosebelly glanced at Blazingstar. She immediately tensed. He didn't look to happy. Rosebelly felt a wave of tension fall over her. Something isn't right. Rosebelly shook her head and focused back on reality. "Anyway, let's get off of that heavy topic. What are Jaystorm's kits' names?"

"Spicekit, Lyrekit, Owlkit, and Robinkit," he said with a grin. "Her mate, Thrushwing has barely left their side. He'll be a good father to them." Morningblue wondered if anyone would say the same of him one day. He wasn't against the idea of having kits. In fact he'd like to someday, he supposed. But he was focused on his warrior life right now. And besides, he didn't even have a mate.

(Hooray for foreshadowing! Btw, when does that plot of yours begin?)

[ShiningFern]

Wildfeather padded around the gathering, looking bored. The tom never really liked these type of things. Talking with others, leaving camp. Anything like that. Unfortunately for him, he was asked to come by some other toms he knew. The mellow agreed, hoping to just stay by friends and family. He liked being a father, taking care of his son and mate. But, his son was a warrior and had been for a while now. The shadowclan tom had felt a little empty, maybe that is what caused him to come today. -Open-

--

Ashpaw followed his family closely, flicking his ears as they went away. He was nervous about this gathering. Or just not wanting to be there. His clan had only left Riverclan a while ago, and he was hoping not to be confronted by one of the fishlovers. He looked around, craning his head for another family member from the Fuzz family of Shadowclan. He would even take talking to one he didn't really know over some stranger from another clan. The tom sighed and sat down, wrapping his tail over his paws. -Open-

--

Chestnutsong smiled at some others as she passed them, waving her tail. The thunderclan shecat loved gatherings, it was her favorite time honestly. She could speak with her old friends, and make new ones. Maybe she'd even see some cats she knew from other clans. The light brown shecat sat down, her ice blue eyes glowing. -Open-

[Bracken12]

" This is almost as fun as last time!" a pale, creamy calico said as she and her two other friends padded into the gathering area.
"Clovershine, please contain your excitement, you're making my head hurt!" Brackenheart said.
" Hmph, you're no fun anymore! I wonder how Shadowclan is doing! I wonder who became their deputy? was it Halfgaze? Silentshade, was it her?" Clovershine asked.
" Yes Clovershine, it was, how about you go talk to someone? make a new friend!" Silentshade said, smiling.

@Scarwings ( want Clovershine and Blizzardfang to meet for real before the calico's life ends?)

[fresh]

Nightpaw shared a conspiratory glance with her fellow apprentice and snickered, glad to have a cat who seemed as excited to be here as she was. "There are so many cats here!" Nightpaw said to the white apprentice. "Is this what it's like at every gathering? It's amazing!" The little black shecat looked over the dense crowd, her green eyes glinting with wonder.
Worry flashed through the she-cat's eyes as she witnessed the tension yet again. Snowpaw wondered what to say for a moment... It wasn't as if every Gathering was like this. This shouldn't be Nightpaw's first experience. Other Gatherings were so much fun... This one is so different. We actually had fun at the other ones. She smiled sadly at Nightpaw, solemnly shaking her head. "Don't you feel the tension? It's practically crackling through the air. This isn't what your first Gathering should be like... No, it should be so much better than this." Attempting to make the situation brighter, Snowpaw added, "There will be drama, though!" Forcing herself to look happier, the white molly awaited Nightpaw's reply.

[Role]

"Spicekit, Lyrekit, Owlkit, and Robinkit," he said with a grin. "Her mate, Thrushwing has barely left their side. He'll be a good father to them." Morningblue wondered if anyone would say the same of him one day. He wasn't against the idea of having kits. In fact he'd like to someday, he supposed. But he was focused on his warrior life right now. And besides, he didn't even have a mate.

(Hooray for foreshadowing! Btw, when does that plot of yours begin?)
"Those are great names!" Rosebelly beamed. Good for her, she thought. I hope everything stays good for Jaystorm and Thrushwing. Rosebelly turned her attention to the sky. No cloud was in sight, and the stars twinkled brightly above. Eyes shining with wonder, the molly tried to count the stars.

(WOOP! The plot starts as soon as I have Sibling 1 :") then after that ill need sibling 2. As soon as those two are over with, the whole thing can run smoothly!
Also only replying to this one! Sleep is in my future. Ill reply to the med cat den by the 'morrow. :D )

[Tundra]

Skyfeather blinked in surprise as she spoke in his ear. "I..." He looked at his paws. "I forgive you." He mewed.

[Gone]

Spiderpaw rolled his eyes. There's been a lot of hostility in the clans. There might be a battle and I'll be ready for it. The tom knew that he just had to go along with it. "Alright." replied Spiderpaw, agreeing with her.

As she saw him roll his eyes, she rolled hers and sent her tail behind his neck to bring his face close to hers before pressing her nose against his for a few seconds, she didn't want him to worry about getting attacked. As Blossompaw heard that the tom finally agreed with her, she smiled, pressing the side of her head against his chest and listening to his heartbeat.

[Barnabas]

As she saw him roll his eyes, she rolled hers and sent her tail behind his neck to bring his face close to hers before pressing her nose against his for a few seconds, she didn't want him to worry about getting attacked. As Blossompaw heard that the tom finally agreed with her, she smiled, pressing the side of her head against his chest and listening to his heartbeat.

Spiderpaw rested his chin on her head, letting out a loud purr as he felt re warmth of her presence close to him. He really liked her company and he didn't want it to go away not now not ever, but he knew that he had a few training sessions to do with his mentor, but he knew that he'd have a lot of free time after training.

[Brilliance]

Cloudstrike flounced into the clearing of seastones with a brilliant smile and excitement dazzling in her diamond eyes. For the moment, the molly remained close to Honeythistle, as he had ordered before they'd left for the gathering. She was just glad that he had allowed her to come. Luckily, Cloudstrike was neither pregnant nor had a litter to look after and therefore had about as much freedom as a she-cat ever had in Honeythistle's world -her world now. Of course, she'd had to ask Honeythistle's permission, but there was no reason for him to say no, so she'd gotten the affirmative rather quickly. Due to her gratitude on that front, Cloudstrike was trying to be on her best behavior tonight.

Almost immediately forgetting her promise to Honeythistle, Cloudstrike wandered off to inspect a rustling noise she'd heard. However, the white feline managed to correct herself and started following Honeythistle's silver tail tip through the crowd once more. Her mind was on other things and she payed very little attention to her surroundings. At the moment, she was hoping Honeythistle wouldn't be grumpy all night. He'd had a terrible temper ever since Halfgaze was appointed deputy. Personally, Cloudstrike thought it was great for the tortoiseshell, but she was far enough along in her training to know how Honeythistle felt. He was enraged that after finally gaining a strong tom leader, a weak she-cat was made deputy. Honeythistle had told Cloudstrike that she-cats weren't meant to lead, and he would never lie to her, so she believed him. But, she guessed Halfgaze had never been taught that, as Cloudstrike hadn't been until Honeythistle found her. Shrugging, she caught up to Honeythistle...only...It wasn't Honeythistle! The silver tail tip she'd been following belonged to some other tom and Cloudstrike found herself lost in the throng of cats. Uh oh, she thought as she looked around, Honey's not going to be happy.


Honeythistle tried his best to be on a good behavior. He tried his best to be friendly to others, maybe even socialize awhile. The odd thing about this Tom was that he didn't like other felines. Socializing was not his favorite thing to do ever since he became a warrior. When, he was younger, he jumped at the chance to impress anyone. But, now? He passed that stage of his life. His eyes had locked on their newest deputy. Certainly, it has been a horrible choice to choose such a disgrace! Surely, she would be the downfall of their clan, and Starclan would shout at Goldenstar for recklessly choosing that...she cat. It wasn't that the silver cat disliked her. It was the fact that she thought because she was deputy, she would be able to run him around. Be his boss. Honeythistle suppressed a hiss. He prayed to Starclan that Halfgaze would leave just as their last worthless leader. Too much stress a Molly could never handle. It would only be a matter of time.

With that thought happily planted in his mind, Honeythistle blinked his eyes. He still didn't like the fact that Rosenose was talking to their leader. Sure, he had saved her during the flood, and Honeythistle was grateful that someone was near Rosenose to save her. The Tom wouldn't know what to do if he had lost her. His eyes sought out the familiar white pelt of his fifth mate. When he wasn't met with her dazzling blue orbs, he began to panick again. Jumping to his paws, his fur bushed once more, taking on the appearance of a rolled porcupine. "Cloudstrike!" He shouted, a clear growl rumbling in his throat. That Molly always had some way of disappearing. Honeythistle let out a huff of annoyance, and he began trekking his way through the crowd to find the naive she cat. For all he knew, she probably got distracted on their trip and followed another cat. His paws stomped against the ground, and he didn't even use his manners as he shouldered the other cats just to find his other she cat. To think...five mates he needed to keep an eye on. He only had two! This is what stressed him out. "I should had left her back in Shadowclan. I know Mothflower would be able to watch her." He muttered, with a shake of his head. If only he could keep some sort of tracker on her...or someone.

Constellation - Tigerbreeze
“Well, this certainly is a sight to behold..” Wildfire murmured quietly under her breath as she halted at the edge of the crowded area, filled with cats of all size and color, varying in clan and rank alike. Of course, the young warrior was alone, having no friends to walk with her on the way to the Gathering, not even her brother, who didn’t even show up to this event. She was slightly glad for that, knowing that she would be rather annoyed to see him get constant attention with others. It wasn’t like it helped her case for that matter anyways as she slipped into the sea of clanmates, passing by Thunderclan warriors and Riverclan apprentices, all sorts of felines to your own pleasure. The shecat murmured a small hum, not bothering with anyone as she found an empty spot for herself on the edge of the large crowd. From this placement, Wildfire could see all of the leaders, standing gathered atop the Seastones and conversing with one another, despite there being well-known tension between Snowstar and Blazingstar, which was no surprise. “Drama, drama, drama..” The warrior murmured with a slight huff of amusement coming from her as she raised a paw, brushing it over her ears to flatten any fur that poked out of place, “Even under the full moon, there is no peace..” This female was known to not have much of a liking towards rules and drama that ensued from such things, though it was reasonable in some points. She gave a slight shrug at this though, thinking to herself. That one tomcat that she met on the Thunderclan border - was he here? She wondered this with a twitch of her whiskers, remembering the fact that Wildfire was unable to find that shecat that he admired. Shadowclan had moved back to their original camp before she had a chance to do so. Wildfire had avoided going to the border since then, not having the heart to tell the male that she had failed. She was enough of a disappointment to her family and Wildfire didn’t need anyone, especially a mouse-brained Thunderclanner, to point out her mistakes when she already knew them all too well. Out of the corner of her eye, the red-furred female could see cats conversing happily with one another without a care in the world and her ears flattened against her head as she sat here, all alone under the night sky. It was routine for Wildfire, a life of solitude.

It's been a rather rough moon for Tigerbreeze. The Tom didn't even want to be at the gathering at the moment. He sat with his known clan mates, frowning. Looking down at his claws as he continued to flex them in a bored matter. The news that his sister - adoptive sister, was hit by a monster, haunted him. He wasn't there to witness the incident, but he felt he could hear her cries. Her screams for help. He held a persoanl grudge against his deputy since he knew Passionblaze was Meadowpaw's mentor. He was supposed to keep her safe. He was supposed to protect her. Tigerbreeze let out a sigh, blinking his eyes to rid the tears. Rather losing his best friend and sister, he was still prideful. Allowing another to see glistening tears was a moment of weakness. Tigerbreeze decided he had enough of sitting around like a good obedient dog to its owner. He got up and managed to sneak away from his group of cats. Hopefully, he would be able to find Shadowclan, and cry on his beloved's shoulder. Desertpelt was the only one allowed to see him in a moment of weakness, he believed. He hadn't seen her lately either...which was odd. He missed her company. He figured he'd become insane from thinking he smelled her wondrous scent. None of that. His eyes scanned the crowd of the other cats, but there was not unique pelted Molly among them. It was possible she didn't come, so the Tom flattened his ears for a quick second. Sighed. Continued on. Tigerbreeze padded through the other cats, wishing he could make himself small. Most of the cats he passed, stared at him oddly. His scent indicated that he was definitely a Thunderclan cat. He had no business mingling among the riverclan felines. Only, he didn't have any interest talking to them. He wanted to hide and sulk. He lost the two best things in his life, and no other could console him about it. He just hoped Desertpelt was alright. And, that she wasn't mad at him. Or, that...she didn't fall in love with anyone else. "Ah, what am I kidding?" He threw his head up to shout to the heavens. Albiet, instead, his gaze met a familiar one. A quick expression of recognition came onto his face, lighting him up for a speedy second. Ah, it was her! The she cat from the Thunder! Like a whirlwind, he sprinted quickly to a vacant spot next to her. It was good news to him that he could socialize with someone familair to him. She looked sad when he approached, and he took a quick moment to analyze her. "Miss me?" He purred, trying his best to maintain a casual flirty, friendly attitude that he was known for. Flicking his tail, he circled around the she cat once, then sat down in the empty seat next to her. "Mind if I sit here? Good. I'm glad you don't." It was so odd. How he was trying to stay upbeat and happy, but it was really killing him on the inside that he lost Meadowpaw, and maybe even Desertpelt. He wouldn't want to discuss that with her. Wildfire was a budding friend. As far as he knew, Tigerbreeze didn't need her thinking he was some depressed Tom. He was Tigerbreeze. The flirt. The fun buddy. A good time. Yeah - that's who he was. That's who Tigerbreeze was.

[Barnabas]

(Open RP)
Mildpaw walked into the clearing of the gathering place, looking around at all the cats that had come. "I forgot how many cats come to the gathering." He whispered to himself. The Thunderclan apprentice gave his paw a lick before walking over to a spot in the middle of the clearing. Mildpaw sat down, keeping watch at all times.

[Captain]

It's been a rather rough moon for Tigerbreeze. The Tom didn't even want to be at the gathering at the moment. He sat with his known clan mates, frowning. Looking down at his claws as he continued to flex them in a bored matter. The news that his sister - adoptive sister, was hit by a monster, haunted him. He wasn't there to witness the incident, but he felt he could hear her cries. Her screams for help. He held a persoanl grudge against his deputy since he knew Passionblaze was Meadowpaw's mentor. He was supposed to keep her safe. He was supposed to protect her. Tigerbreeze let out a sigh, blinking his eyes to rid the tears. Rather losing his best friend and sister, he was still prideful. Allowing another to see glistening tears was a moment of weakness. Tigerbreeze decided he had enough of sitting around like a good obedient dog to its owner. He got up and managed to sneak away from his group of cats. Hopefully, he would be able to find Shadowclan, and cry on his beloved's shoulder. Desertpelt was the only one allowed to see him in a moment of weakness, he believed. He hadn't seen her lately either...which was odd. He missed her company. He figured he'd become insane from thinking he smelled her wondrous scent. None of that. His eyes scanned the crowd of the other cats, but there was not unique pelted Molly among them. It was possible she didn't come, so the Tom flattened his ears for a quick second. Sighed. Continued on. Tigerbreeze padded through the other cats, wishing he could make himself small. Most of the cats he passed, stared at him oddly. His scent indicated that he was definitely a Thunderclan cat. He had no business mingling among the riverclan felines. Only, he didn't have any interest talking to them. He wanted to hide and sulk. He lost the two best things in his life, and no other could console him about it. He just hoped Desertpelt was alright. And, that she wasn't mad at him. Or, that...she didn't fall in love with anyone else. "Ah, what am I kidding?" He threw his head up to shout to the heavens. Albiet, instead, his gaze met a familiar one. A quick expression of recognition came onto his face, lighting him up for a speedy second. Ah, it was her! The she cat from the Thunder! Like a whirlwind, he sprinted quickly to a vacant spot next to her. It was good news to him that he could socialize with someone familair to him. She looked sad when he approached, and he took a quick moment to analyze her. "Miss me?" He purred, trying his best to maintain a casual flirty, friendly attitude that he was known for. Flicking his tail, he circled around the she cat once, then sat down in the empty seat next to her. "Mind if I sit here? Good. I'm glad you don't." It was so odd. How he was trying to stay upbeat and happy, but it was really killing him on the inside that he lost Meadowpaw, and maybe even Desertpelt. He wouldn't want to discuss that with her. Wildfire was a budding friend. As far as he knew, Tigerbreeze didn't need her thinking he was some depressed Tom. He was Tigerbreeze. The flirt. The fun buddy. A good time. Yeah - that's who he was. That's who Tigerbreeze was.
Ever since the shecat had been named an apprentice, many moons ago from this one, it had been a personal goal of hers to attend every Gathering that she could muster. There was no true reasoning behind it except for the fact that it made her feel important, like she had some sort of purpose to attend with the rest of Riverclan. It was much better than being in the camp and just sitting around, doing nothing but picking away at fleas in her fur and mud in her claws. Wildfire had always been somewhat fascinated by the whole forest gathering together, even though she always sat alone when she came here. Even when she was an apprentice, her mentor had left her to be with their own friends and family, leaving the young shecat to her own expense. She didn’t dwell on the fact though, lifting a delicate paw and licking it before drawing it over her head to smooth anymore ruffled fur upon her as she awaited the Gathering to officially begin. However, as Wildfire’s amber-hued gaze shifted through the sea of cats, her eyes met a familiar pelt among the sea of cats in front of her - that male that she had met on the Thunderclan border that day. It was surprising to see him here, but it was even more surprising when his eyes met hers and he immediately came over to the Riverclan warrior. He practically sprinted over to her vacant spot with such a hyper, excited attitude that it slightly caught her off-guard. “I would be lying if I said that I didn’t, handsome.” She purred as a retort back to his casual flirting, watching the tomcat out of the corner of her eye at all times as he circled her once before placing himself beside her on the edge of the clearing. At his next few words, Wildfire opened her mouth to answer, but he soon answered it for her and she raised an eyebrow at him as she closed her mouth and smirked slightly at his behavior. “Well, you certainly are assertive.” She said with a small huff of amusement, her long fluffy tail swishing across the ground beside her as she spoke, “Joking aside, how have you been?” Wildfire asked, seeing something unknown flicker within the male’s eyes, like an emotion that he was holding back - it made her wonder, but she did not say anything about such, “It feels like ages since I’ve talked with you, heh.” The young shecat decided to be casual and normal for the moment.

[dionysus]

Honeythistle tried his best to be on a good behavior. He tried his best to be friendly to others, maybe even socialize awhile. The odd thing about this Tom was that he didn't like other felines. Socializing was not his favorite thing to do ever since he became a warrior. When, he was younger, he jumped at the chance to impress anyone. But, now? He passed that stage of his life. His eyes had locked on their newest deputy. Certainly, it has been a horrible choice to choose such a disgrace! Surely, she would be the downfall of their clan, and Starclan would shout at Goldenstar for recklessly choosing that...she cat. It wasn't that the silver cat disliked her. It was the fact that she thought because she was deputy, she would be able to run him around. Be his boss. Honeythistle suppressed a hiss. He prayed to Starclan that Halfgaze would leave just as their last worthless leader. Too much stress a Molly could never handle. It would only be a matter of time.

With that thought happily planted in his mind, Honeythistle blinked his eyes. He still didn't like the fact that Rosenose was talking to their leader. Sure, he had saved her during the flood, and Honeythistle was grateful that someone was near Rosenose to save her. The Tom wouldn't know what to do if he had lost her. His eyes sought out the familiar white pelt of his fifth mate. When he wasn't met with her dazzling blue orbs, he began to panick again. Jumping to his paws, his fur bushed once more, taking on the appearance of a rolled porcupine. "Cloudstrike!" He shouted, a clear growl rumbling in his throat. That Molly always had some way of disappearing. Honeythistle let out a huff of annoyance, and he began trekking his way through the crowd to find the naive she cat. For all he knew, she probably got distracted on their trip and followed another cat. His paws stomped against the ground, and he didn't even use his manners as he shouldered the other cats just to find his other she cat. To think...five mates he needed to keep an eye on. He only had two! This is what stressed him out. "I should had left her back in Shadowclan. I know Mothflower would be able to watch her." He muttered, with a shake of his head. If only he could keep some sort of tracker on her...or someone.

Cloudstrike's head shot up as she heard Honeythistle calling he name. He didn't sound happy. Flattening her ears worriedly, Cloudstrike called back in a somewhat worried voice, "Honeythistle?" She couldn't see him through the crowd and the clearing was too full of other scents to try to smell him out, but Cloudstrike wasn't worried that she was lost. She was worried that Honeythistle was mad at her. Certainly this had just worsened his mood. With a sigh, Cloudstrike began delicately slipping through the crowd, trying not to touch any other cat in order to not appear rude. Her thoughts pulled her this way and that, but the scatter-brained feline struggled to keep on her task. Some cats seemed to be hissing and moving roughly, looking all at the same place which proceeded in her direction. Acting on a hunch, Cloudstrike scurried towards it and ran straight into Honeythistle's chest by accident. "Oh!" She exclaimed, rebounding backwards. Looking up, the molly caught sight of the tom she'd been looking for and purred sweetly, as if nothing had happened, "hiya, Honey..." Cloudstrike hoped that her tone would soothe Honeythistle to the point where he wouldn't yell at her. After all, she had thought she was following him. Really, it was his fault for having a similar tail tip to other toms.

[Fab4evagirl]

She chuckled,"Why not? And in leaf bare we normally do what you consider as normal. Hunting land prey." She meowed and the sea never freezes just is chilly." She meowed. "Wow. Whenever I take a dip in leaf-bare, my paws freeze up," Daisywind meowed.
"When do you think they're going to start?" asked Featherflight.
"Patience," said Daisywind.

[Phoenix Flames]

Slatestone nodded, realizing that now that it was brought up. "Yeah, I guess it has been a while," He moewed. "Time flies when you're a warrior." The tom stretched, his muscles rippling underneath his sleek, tabby fur. It was clear when both mother and son were next to eachother, that he had taken more after his father in terms of looks. "What have you been up to?"
"Yeah, I guess it does.", Zenithwhisker meowed. The she-cat had to think about her son's question before answering. "Not much... Just the same as usual--nothing," the cream and white Maine Coon replied.

[Mango]

"Wow. Whenever I take a dip in leaf-bare, my paws freeze up," Daisywind meowed.
"When do you think they're going to start?" asked Featherflight.
"Patience," said Daisywind.
Cloudsky shrugged," Who knows."

[MaskedBandits]

( Swiftheart )

Lightpaw managed to walk into the clearing successfully, putting one paw in front of the other. It was all she could do not to jump and squeal like a kit; StarClan forbid, she still had the tiniest sliver of dignity left. There were so many different cats with so many different smells it was almost overwhelming, but she found she kind of liked all the new fragrances. It's like a giant fresh-kill pile of cats! But, you know, they're all alive. Last she'd checked, her friend Bravepaw was right behind her, so she turned around, waiting for her to emerge into the clearing. It was the apprentice's first Gathering, and she didn't want anything to spoil it; especially not her friend being late! Hurry up! I wanna explore! "Bravepaw?" She called out, hoping she was close. "C'mon, there's so many things we've gotta go check out!"

[vellichor]

Undercover The Little Robin Blue Jay

Sharppaw flicked his ear, a bit unnerved by the others’ enthusiasm. He stood, getting to his paws, and shook his head ever so slightly. “...And I need to go. Goodbye,” he said rather bluntly, yet in a kind way. He really didn’t know when he was being too blunt or honest. He backed away, letting the other two apprentices converse. He spotted his friend, Darkpaw, at the edge of the area and ran to him.


"Me neither...", Blizzardfrost replied. He just hoped he wouldn't have to fight any of his friends from the other clans. I don't want to think about fighting Zenithwhisker, Pathfinder, Silvernose, or Ashenfur.. Our loyalty will always be with each other and our clans.... They're my friends.... But, we might have to fight.., the white furred tom thought. Blizzardfrost sighed.
Wavesplash lowered her sleek head, looking at the soft sand under her paws. She closed her eyes, her vision fading to black. She didn’t have very many friends in the other clans. That was a setback at times, but now, it was good. She didn’t have to worry about ruining a friendship with another. Of course, the only interaction outside that of her clanmates was last Gathering, with the ShadowClan cat she had met. It wasn’t particularly a friendly interaction. A sigh jolted her back to reality. She lifted her head, gazing at Blizzardfrost. He looked upset, maybe sad. She scooted over in the sand to comfort him, curling her tail around his back. She said nothing, just focused on the low murmur of voices around them.

[aleka!]

(Open RP)
Mildpaw walked into the clearing of the gathering place, looking around at all the cats that had come. "I forgot how many cats come to the gathering." He whispered to himself. The Thunderclan apprentice gave his paw a lick before walking over to a spot in the middle of the clearing. Mildpaw sat down, keeping watch at all times.

While looking around, Swiftpaw noticed another new cat beside him, and at least the other feline seemed apprentice sized. He doubted he would really mess up talking to just one cat, and a cat around his rank seemed a good place to start to talk to. He took a step closer to Mildpaw, sitting beside him. "Hello," he started, "Uh- who are you?" The Havana Brown asked, opening his mouth to taste the scent so he could better identify what clan the other feline was in. Too late. The WindClan apprentice could easily smell the ThunderClan on him. Was he even supposed to be talking to him?

[Undercover]

Newtpaw was looking up at the stars the shined above them when the other apprentice rested his tail on her shoulder, which surprised her, but she did not jump, only turned her head to look at Eburneanpaw for a moment with a small smile resting on her maw. His words were kind and sweet as he wished the best for her and Shadowclan, regarding the flooding that had ruined their camp a few moons previously. “It was such a scary thing to go through.” She admitted, a certain sadness going through her blue-hued eyes, “I would’ve drowned, but I was saved by Lionpaw, another apprentice who was once my best friend. Though we’ve grown apart since Shadowclan returned after staying with Riverclan for a few moons while everything recovered.” The small apprentice usually wouldn’t tell anyone these things, especially since she had just met this tomcat, but he was nice and friendly - making her already feel like she had a true friend once again. Newtpaw noticed the tomcat pull his tail away from her, realizing that she was not of his clan and this made her utter a small laugh, a smile still resting on her maw. She enjoyed this cat’s company a lot so far. “The camp hardly looks like it was destroyed by a flood these days, which still leaves me in awe.” The munchkin remarked, shaking her head slightly, “Some cats are still healing from the event - broken legs, loss of family, trauma and shock.” She said and decided to add something, “I cannot handle being around large bodies of water anymore since the flood. It.. It terrified me beyond belief, all the darkened water around me as I struggled for breath.” Newtpaw forbid herself to think about it any longer, the experience was a nightmare. She was glad that she had gotten the names of the leaders correct. “It seems that I have a tendency to make friends with Windclan cats.” She giggled, “There’s another apprentice named Ferretpaw, who is in your clan, and a good friend of mine. It’s a shame, but I don’t see him at the Gathering. I do hope that he is okay.” She mewed to her newfound friend, the shecat’s skinny tail swishing back and forth behind her as she spoke.

Sharppaw flicked his ear, a bit unnerved by the others’ enthusiasm. He stood, getting to his paws, and shook his head ever so slightly. “...And I need to go. Goodbye,” he said rather bluntly, yet in a kind way. He really didn’t know when he was being too blunt or honest. He backed away, letting the other two apprentices converse. He spotted his friend, Darkpaw, at the edge of the area and ran to him.

Eburneanpaw flicked his tail as Sharppaw dashed off, worried he had upset the other tom somehow. Before he could say something, the young apprentice hadn't dashed off. He knew some Cat series thought he was annoying, due to his extreme enthusiasm and bright personality, but oftentimes he took no notice. The WindClan apprentice turned back to Newtpaw, his whiskers twitching with curiosity.
"That's good, I'm glad you camp is mostly undamaged." A frown creased his maw a small she listed what had happened to the cats and her. Trauma and shock he could understand, but broken legs?! That has gotta be painful...(gosh, let me tell you it is super painful, from past, no, current experience...anyway...back to the roleplay. ;) )
"I'm sure it was horrible!" He shuddered. Being a typical WindClan cat, he hated water. It was so...bleh.
"Well," he meowed with a twitch of his tail. "WindClan is a pretty great clan!" He joked with this she-cat with a happy feeling. He loved talking. He was good at it.

[Casual Scribbles]

Any one wanna rp with w/ me?}
Badgerpaw is open}

A small black tom snuck through the crowd, his ears flat.

Burrpaw noticed a small black tom and trotted up to him, his fur freshly groomed and shiny. "Hey there!" he grinned, hoping his scars wouldn't scare the little cat away. He waved his tail in greeting. "I'm Burrpaw. What's your name?" The bengal flicked a torn ear and sat.

[rubinaito]

I have nightmare who’s a cat I haven’t used in a long so sure! :3) He laughs softly. “ yes I believe I understand it now.” He says as he begins to lick her head. “ don’t worry all good things will come eventually. Behind each storm is always a rainbow.” He says as he purrs softly nuzzling her head with his nose. “ and I can’t help but be a flirt around you.” He says once again playfully but with a warm kind voice which he hasn’t used in a long while. But he was very happy at this moment besides he having a new home. He can’t but feel happy whenever she’s around him. He believes it’s normal thing between clans since he hasn’t been around much but he’s kinda sure it’s something else.

Ebonymist purred happily, flicking her ears in contentment. However, in the pit of her stomach she was uncertain. She kept glancing up at the sky, with clouds drifting around the moon- an omen that terrible things were to come during the Gathering. She frowned a little as a thin wisp of a cloud drifted across the moon, causing the light to waver slightly. Yes, something terrible was about to happen- but she wasn't sure.

[wickedvirtues]

Stormclaw's gaze filtered from cat to cat as his fluffy gray tipped tail swished back and forth. It may have been the truce, but he felt like something would happen tonight, and he may be young, but he felt like it would change the clans' fates forever. At least I have the best mate a tom could ask for. He thought to himself, smiling. But his tail couldn't stop twitching, and as he continued to walk, it became a thrashing.
@CandyFlossCat (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=2597) ( do you want to have Vixenlight talk to her mate?)

Flintheart was silent for a moment, not answering the youth’s question right away as he, personally, did not know the true answer. “One can only hope.” He murmured, his claws digging into the grass as he continued further through the forest with the rest of Thunderclan. The grey-furred warrior had bad feelings about this, but for the sake of Ebonypaw, he did not show such of his own worry, not wanting to frighten the apprentice that he cared for. “Snowstar will handle this. We need to trust our leader.” Flintheart mentioned to Ebonypaw, but it seemed like these words were to reassure himself more than the young tomcat that traveled with him. He was ready to defend Thunderclan with his life, there was no doubt about that, but with the dark furred youth in the corner of his line of sight, Flintheart hardly had his own well being on his mind. Yes, the youth was skilled in his fighting techniques and he was impressive when it came to such things, but.. No, he shouldn’t be worrying about this. It was a Gathering, for Starclan sake, and they were under the truce of the full moon! Starclan was watching them with observant gazes and most cats, even himself, feared in angering their ancestors with such acts of violence. When they had finally reached the Seastones, he was slightly relieved that Ebonypaw was alright with sitting with him. He almost said something along the lines of preferring that he would sit with him anyways, but he held his tongue because of obvious reasoning. “Fair enough.” He murmured to his student, walking through the crowd of clanmates, “My friend, Sproutwhisker, will not be attending the Gathering tonight because his mate just gave birth to a litter of kittens, so I have nobody to sit with anymore. He sat with us at the last Gathering, if you remember that Riverclan tomcat.” As he rested on his haunches once he had found a space open among the cats, he gestured for Ebonypaw to sit beside him with a gentle smile. His greenish blue-hued eyes scanned the clearing for a moment and for a split second, he met eyes with Hawkfeather, the Windclan tomcat that was another friend of his. He was sitting with Carcalspirit, his mate, among Windclan. They stared at each other without exchanging a word before the tan-furred male dipped his head to the older warrior and turned back to talking to the female that sat beside him. Flintheart gave a slight sigh, hating this tension and divided sense that they had. “Do you remember the moves that I taught you in the training cave several days ago?” The mentor said, out of context to the apprentice as he looked up at the gathered leaders before them.

It was no surprise that Hawkfeather was often seen as someone that worried too much at certain times, especially when it came to his loved ones. The bristled, ruffled fur along his spine settled ever so slightly as his beloved nuzzled him to calm his nervous and anxious form. “You’re right.” He murmured, licking Carcalspirit’s cheek, “I apologize, my dear. It’s just that tensions have been high between Windclan and Thunderclan lately. Who knows what’ll happen when Blazingstar confronts Snowstar about the matter..” Hawkfeather didn’t like the idea of drama going about, especially in such a populated area with so many cats as well. There were other cats among them that seemed to share the same uneasy feeling in their guts about the matter, but his mate didn’t seem to be bothered, trusting in the truce of the full moon, so why should he worry? He shook his head, brushing away worrisome thoughts as he focused on the positives. “Since you aren’t worried about this, I’ll try not to worry either.” The tan-furred male said, “Let’s just hope we can find a good spot to sit and watch everything.” He wondered, in the back of his mind, if Flintheart would be here as well - though it probably wouldn’t be safe to visit his old friend since the ties between Thunder and Wind were very, very deadly. The young warrior remembered a time when Sproutwhisker, Flintheart, Pinewhisker and him could all sit together and share stories of their lives at the Gatherings. Oh, how he missed his old friends quite dearly. Pinewhisker had told him that he would not be attending the Gathering this time since he was still feeling an ache from his injured leg after the flood. He disliked the idea of meeting his companions in battle, but his loyalty lied with Windclan and Carcalspirit, so despite his friendships, he would protect his family. “Where would you like to sit? I’ll let you choose.” He mentioned as they reached the spacious clearing with cats of all colors and sizes, varying in rank and clan before them. It certainly a sight that he had not yet grown used to, even though this was far from his first Gathering.


*Uhm yas XD. They need to bond.*
Vixenlight's walked beside his mate, her head held high. Her fur was smoothed, and her eyes shone with starlight. This was her...first, maybe second Gathering? It was a great honor to go, but she couldn't help worry about being dragged into the tension. We're under a truce She reminded herself, trying to forget about the other two Clans silly war over...she forgot. It'd been going on forever. "Your tail has a mind of it's own." She teased her mate, giggling.
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Ebonypaw was nervous for a moment when his mentor didn't reply. He really didn't want to fight, for the first time in.. forever, actually."I guess..but I hope they don't fight. StarClan would be mad." Just the thought of angering his powerful ancestors made his fur bristle for a second, before he forced it to smooth. The tom continued to walk, his black fur slightly bristled slightly, and his eyes shimmering with distrust as he sighed, glancing up at the leaders with a bit of worry. "I do..it's just because there's been so much tension, I don't know what's gonna happen." He mewed, shrugging slightly. He did trust them to not fight under the truce, but..what if something happened and they DID fight? But of course, he was ready to fight for his Clan. He didn't want to, but he was loyal to the bone and wanted to be useful if it was called for. He sighed at the thought of fighting here. Unfamiliar terrain, too. He shouldn't be thinking like this, anyways, there was a truce, and the leaders were mature enough to not use their claws at a Gathering....right? Surely their Clanmates or deputies or Medicine cats would stop them! They were also wise, and probably against the fighting. Ebonypaw just has to hope that'd happen..but he still felt a wave of nervousness rush over him at the thought. Ebonypaw had nobody to sit with besides Ebonypaw, and she was off...socializing anyways, so why not sit with his mentor? He wouldn't admit he'd rather sit with him anyways, because of pride, so he held his tongue and spotted his sisters white pelt among the crowd. "Yeah.." Ebonypaw mewed, shuffling his paws slightly, waiting to sit. "That's..good. Kits are nice." He mewed, smiling slightly. He enjoyed kits..kinda, they were loud, but cute, crazy, but amusing. "What're their names?" He asked casually, swiping his tongue over his paw and rubbing it over his ear. "I remember him." He mewed. Ebonypaw sat, his haunches raised as he watched the leaders with both awe and caution. Grousestar or Russetstar could intervine, or...wait. "ShadowClan got a new leader?" He asked his mentor. He narrowed his eyes, trying to figure out who that was. It had to be the former deputy..so Goldenstar perhaps? That had to be it, right? What happened to Halestar, anyways?Ebonypaw flicked his tail, spotting two cats Flintheart was looking over at, not recognizing them. Caracalsomething was the female, he knew, she looked like a Caracal in a way, so that made sense. He knew the tom was..Hawkfeather. Flintheart's friend. Too bad WindClan and ThunderClan were fighting. Caracalspirit smiled slightly at them, but didn't speak. She turned her gaze back to her mate. Ebonypaw shrugged slightly. "Yeah." He mewed, nodding. He remembered most things about fighting, which was good. He swallowed slightly, why was his mentor bringing it up now? At the Gathering, a time of peace.
~
Caracalspirit giggled, smiling at her mate with affection. "The leaders wouldn't break the truce, but it's sweet you'd worry about me." She purred. "I know I am." She teased, puffing out her chest with a little chuckle. She smoothed her fur to look presentable, and continued to walk beside her mate. "It's fine, Hawky, i'm sure nothing will happen" she mewed positively. Caracalspirit curled her tail, hoping nothing happened with ThunderClan. Just maybe some tension. "I'm sure they'll handle it without claws, they're smart enough to not fight at the Gathering..I hope." Caracalspirit didn't fully trust Snowstar, or Blazingstar to an extent, due to all this drama. She was a tiny bit worried, of course. Tensions were high, and there'd probably be some arguing or hissing, but she didn't think there'd be blood or claws. That'd be odd at a Gathering, others would probably object. "Good, try to enjoy yourself, unless something does happen, then you can be all protective." She giggled, obviously joking as she purred softly to hide her nerves. "Yeah, I want a nice clear spot to sit. Maybe not near ThunderClan, just in case.." she mewed in agreement. Maybe she'd see some of her mates friends..Flintheart and Pinewhisker, were their names she thought. And Sproutwhisker. She liked the ones she'd met, but then again, she liked pretty much everyone she met. She was sad they couldn't sit together now, because, well, of all the war stuff going on. She was just going to choose a spot near WindClan cats to be safe. She missed being able to socialize with ThunderClan cats, at least a little, but now that was apparently betrayal to her Clan, so she didn't. She was loyal to WindClan and didn't want to say otherwise with her actions. Caracalspirit didn't want to meet them in battle, but again, she was loyal to her Clan and would if she had to. This would be behind them soon enough..she hoped. She scanned the area, and found a nice patch where they could get a clear view, and there were WindClanners around it. "How about over there?" She pointed at it. The area was very pretty, even if the air was thick with hatred and tension the moment she walked in.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Ebonymist purred happily, flicking her ears in contentment. However, in the pit of her stomach she was uncertain. She kept glancing up at the sky, with clouds drifting around the moon- an omen that terrible things were to come during the Gathering. She frowned a little as a thin wisp of a cloud drifted across the moon, causing the light to waver slightly. Yes, something terrible was about to happen- but she wasn't sure.
Lostface eyes glowed a bit as he flicked his ear a bit but out of instinct. He holds Ebonymist close licking her head with a soft but uneasy purr. “ is something the matter? Am I making you uncomfortable?” He asks calmly as his tail wraps around hers. “ or ... is the clouds over the moon a meaning from starclan?” He asks worryingly

[rubinaito]

Lostface eyes glowed a bit as he flicked his ear a bit but out of instinct. He holds Ebonymist close licking her head with a soft but uneasy purr. “ is something the matter? Am I making you uncomfortable?” He asks calmly as his tail wraps around hers. “ or ... is the clouds over the moon a meaning from starclan?” He asks worryingly

Ebonymist shook her head, moving closer to Lostface. "Am I making you uncomfortable...?" "No..." She murmured, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. Her tail lashed back in forth as she thought, her fur rippling with unease. "No, you aren't making me uncomfortable." She ended her statement, curling her tail around Lostface's and grimacing. "Or... is the clouds over the moon a meaning from StarClan?" Ebonymist opened her orange eyes and focused her amber gaze on Lostface, flicking her ears back and pinning them against the back of her head. "It's considered a bad omen if there are clouds during the Gathering." She began slowly, considering her words before continuing. "And if the clouds block out the light of the moon, it's StarClan's way of telling us they are angry with our actions." She pressed her nose against Lostface's cheek, closing her eyes. "Let's just hope the Gathering will go without any problems." The ShadowClan molly murmured to her clanmate, content to stay there with him.

Suspiciousmindz

Rosethorn looked around the clearing before making her way towards where Blazingstar sat. She looked up at him with concern, studying his ragged features with her blue eyes. "Blazingstar," She said slowly, frowning. "Are you sure you're well enough to be at the Gathering tonight?" She inquired, shifting her paws and taking a seat. She was a respectful distance away from the rock where the leaders sat, but close enough for Blazingstar to hear her soft voice. The former Dusk Syndicate cat couldn't help but glance over her shoulder, her pelt fluffing up uneasily. She searched the clearing for any signs of a cat staring at her, but to no avail. Her frown deepened, and she looked back at Blazingstar. Her gaze was focused only on him, ignoring the other Clan leaders; love and admiration shimmered beneath a look full of concern and worry for the leader. Rosethorn shifted her weight in a bid to be a little more comfortable.

(Perhaps Rosethorn could fight alongside Blazingstar?)

[Barnabas]

While looking around, Swiftpaw noticed another new cat beside him, and at least the other feline seemed apprentice sized. He doubted he would really mess up talking to just one cat, and a cat around his rank seemed a good place to start to talk to. He took a step closer to Mildpaw, sitting beside him. "Hello," he started, "Uh- who are you?" The Havana Brown asked, opening his mouth to taste the scent so he could better identify what clan the other feline was in. Too late. The WindClan apprentice could easily smell the ThunderClan on him. Was he even supposed to be talking to him?

Mildpaw looked at Swiftpaw with a smile. "Hi. I'm Mildpaw." replied the Thunderclan apprentice. He could scent the Windclan on the other apprentice, but he didn't care. There was no fighting at a gathering, so what would hurt to talk to the apprentice. Sure the tension in both their clans were high, but this is a gathering. Nothing bad can happen.

(He Doesn't know what's coming.)

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

[FONT="Book Antiqua"][SIZE="2"][INDENT][COLOR="Orange"]Ebonymist shook her head, moving closer to Lostface. [I]"Am I making you uncomfortable...?" "No..." She murmured, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. Her tail lashed back in forth as she thought, her fur rippling with unease. "No, you aren't making me uncomfortable." She ended her statement, curling her tail around Lostface's and grimacing. "Or... is the clouds over the moon a meaning from StarClan?" Ebonymist opened her orange eyes and focused her amber gaze on Lostface, flicking her ears back and pinning them against the back of her head. "It's considered a bad omen if there are clouds during the Gathering." She began slowly, considering her words before continuing. "And if the clouds block out the light of the moon, it's StarClan's way of telling us they are angry with our actions." She pressed her nose against Lostface's cheek, closing her eyes. "Let's just hope the Gathering will go without any problems." The ShadowClan molly murmured to her clanmate, content to stay there with him.


Lostface nods slowly “.... yes let’s hope “ he says calmly as he licks her nose a bit. But this uneasy feeling it’s familiar to him and he knew that hope usually dies whenever he feels it now his body was tense and his protective self began to nuzzle her neck moving her even closer to him than he begins to whisper into her ear in a low husky voice. “ whatever happens stay with me. I don’t want to lose you. “ he says out of fear and habit since he has lost everything when he had this feeling. He didn’t want to lose everything again, he was finally happy... he won’t lose it. He can’t lose her... if needed he will kill again.

[bobtail]

Oakenshade looked around, his paws folded neatly beneath him. As he scanned the clearing, a memory hit him. Breezetail! He liked talking with the WindClan warrior, and hoped to see him at the gathering, where they could talk without getting punished. Standing up, the large warrior shook out his tawny fur and cleared his throat. Looking around, the tom began to weave through the crowd of cats, occasionally murmuring a polite "excuse me." And "pardon me, but I must get through."

Finally, the dark tabby top stopped a few tail lengths away, trying to search through the sea of cats. Suddenly, he spotted the WindClan tom cat a few ways away. Hurrying over, the string RiverClanner kinked his tail in greeting, a smile evident on his maw.
"Breezetail," he purred. "It's good to see you again! All is well in WindClan, I suggest?"

Breezetail was just about ready to give up when he noticed a flash of dark tabby between a couple of gossiping cats. Could that... He couldn't help but smile when the owner of the pelt revealed themselves; Oakenshade! He greeted the RiverClan warrior with a respectful dip of his head, responding to his greeting with, "And you, Oakenshade. Things..." He frowned. He'd never been good at lying, even if it was for his Clan's benefit. "Tensions are definitely high in WindClan right now, but otherwise we're fine."

"You'll be happy to know that the rabbit went straight to the elders." The black and white tom added, sitting down beside the RiverClan warrior and wrapping his tail about his paws. He let himself be distracted for just a moment by the fact that Oakenshade was bigger than him; it made sense, since WindClan were built for speed, not strength. He shook his head a little to clear it and meowed, "And how are things in RiverClan?"

[Mango]

It was Pinkpaw’s first gathering. She felt terrified of the worst possibility. What if Blazingstar or Snowstar declares war on the other clan. What if Skyclan picks sides in our feud with Windclan. What if Shadowclan says they can’t survive and ask us to give consent to let them hunt on our territory until they prey returns! We too are shy of prey! What if Shadowclan calls us out on the prey stealing! What if Riverclan says something bad! What if Starclan grows angry with us and strikes lightning on a clanmate of mine! Where are my littermates? she began to panic (Open)

It was Purplepaw’s first gathering. The tabby knew she looked older than six moons, but not like a warrior ofcourse. She tried to look chill and relaxed,” Ahh...nothing like the gatherings.” She meowed casually wandering around, avoiding the angry Windclanners (Open)

It was Yellowpaw’s first gathering. She stretched and scampered around in search of someone to talk to, she didn’t really mind Thunderclanners, as after all, they were protecting the warrior Windclan had killed. She never exactly understood the situation that caused the feud between Windclan and Thunderclan. Why not just admit it and appologize giving some prey or something simple like that? It will only get worse otherwise. (OPEN)

It was Greenpaw’s first gathering. Greenpaw kept to himself in the far corner keeping a close eye on the Thunderclanners, as after all, they killed a deputy, he could have been mentored my the former deputy. His eye twitched as he saw the Thunderclanners looking so happy Fools! We are stronger than you, and we will fight under trees if we have to! he sighed as he missed when he could talk to Purplepaw, Pinkpaw, and Redpaw, his siblings without clan troubles. I wouldn’t hesitate to attack them in battle, clan first, kin second (Open)

Redpaw stalked the clearing narrowing his eyes at the Windclanners. I might not be allowed to talk with Yellowpaw and Greenpaw, but Purplepaw and Pinkpaw are still in Thunderclan with me- and my older siblings Bluepaw and Orangepaw are in Shadowclan. I’m allowed to speak with them. (Open)

Bluepaw bounced around the clearing,” Come on Greenpaw why do you have to be so cruel to Redpaw, Purplepaw and Pinkpaw! Redpaw why must you hate on Yellowpaw and Greenpaw!” She didn’t wait for a respose as she bounced off to find someone to talk to (OPEN)

Orangepaw sulked in the clearing,” I just wanna go back to the twoleg place and be with my twolegs. Why must they die. I’m now stuck here.” He frowned (OPEN)

[FadingEchoes]

FadingEchoes watched the surrounding cats with great interest and caution. As she did so she subconsciously raised and lowered her tail tip, a nervous tick she had developed early on in life.
She then made herself busy by trying to read the others' faces, something she was normally adequate at, but with the high tensions providing added stress she found herself constantly on edge and distracted. Undercover

[Undercover]

FadingEchoes watched the surrounding cats with great interest and caution. As she did so she subconsciously raised and lowered her tail tip, a nervous tick she had developed early on in life.
She then made herself busy by trying to read the others' faces, something she was normally adequate at, but with the high tensions providing added stress she found herself constantly on edge and distracted. Undercover
Oh shoot, I'm already rping with him with another roleplayer. Am I allowed to have him in tow places or not? If not, I'll reply to this as soon as Oakenshade is done chatting with Breezetail. Or, you could just join in on the conversation with me and SamCats, if Sam's ok with that.

[FadingEchoes]

Oh shoot, I'm already rping with him with another roleplayer. Am I allowed to have him in tow places or not? If not, I'll reply to this as soon as Oakenshade is done chatting with Breezetail. Or, you could just join in on the conversation with me and SamCats, if Sam's ok with that.
(It's fine I'll just wait until you're done.)

[rubinaito]

Lostface nods slowly “.... yes let’s hope “ he says calmly as he licks her nose a bit. But this uneasy feeling it’s familiar to him and he knew that hope usually dies whenever he feels it now his body was tense and his protective self began to nuzzle her neck moving her even closer to him than he begins to whisper into her ear in a low husky voice. “ whatever happens stay with me. I don’t want to lose you. “ he says out of fear and habit since he has lost everything when he had this feeling. He didn’t want to lose everything again, he was finally happy... he won’t lose it. He can’t lose her... if needed he will kill again.

Ebonymist simply nodded in response, gazing up at the meeting rock before tucking her paws beneath her and closing her eyes.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Ebonymist simply nodded in response, gazing up at the meeting rock before tucking her paws beneath her and closing her eyes.
He nods slowly as he lays down by her curled around her body. “ .... I was wondering.... if perhaps you’re...” his pelt grew a bit hot as he looks at her “ interested in having a mate... I mean we have been visiting each other for a while now and I have ...” He cuts himself off growing embarrassed but he had to ask just in case it was the last time... she needed to know. “ ... I have ....”

[rubinaito]

He nods slowly as he lays down by her curled around her body. “ .... I was wondering.... if perhaps you’re...” his pelt grew a bit hot as he looks at her “ interested in having a mate... I mean we have been visiting each other for a while now and I have ...” He cuts himself off growing embarrassed but he had to ask just in case it was the last time... she needed to know. “ ... I have ....”
Ebonymist looked at her fellow ShadowClan clanmate and smiled a little. She gently pressed her nose to Lostface's and placed a paw on his. "Of course, Lostface." She purred, knowing what he was trying to ask. The molly stared into the tom's reddish brown eyes and smiled, pressing her forehead to his. "I enjoy your company." She murmured, pulling away and placing her head on her paws. "I love you."

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Ebonymist looked at her fellow ShadowClan clanmate and smiled a little. She gently pressed her nose to Lostface's and placed a paw on his. "Of course, Lostface." She purred, knowing what he was trying to ask. The molly stared into the tom's reddish brown eyes and smiled, pressing her forehead to his. "I enjoy your company." She murmured, pulling away and placing her head on her paws. "I love you."
Lostface eyes widened a bit but he smiles happily and begins to purr loudly out of excitement and happiness completely forgotting the uneasy mood from early. “ I’ll be the best mate you’ve ever had! Don’t worry I’ll protect you and-“ he stops himself feeling like a excited kit now he purrs softly as he nuzzles her head “ I love you. I will always love you thank you so much! “ he says rather loudly as he begins to nuzzle her paw with a happy and loud purr.

[rubinaito]

Lostface eyes widened a bit but he smiles happily and begins to purr loudly out of excitement and happiness completely forgotting the uneasy mood from early. “ I’ll be the best mate you’ve ever had! Don’t worry I’ll protect you and-“ he stops himself feeling like a excited kit now he purrs softly as he nuzzles her head “ I love you. I will always love you thank you so much! “ he says rather loudly as he begins to nuzzle her paw with a happy and loud purr.

Ebonymist laughed at Lostface's excited actions, shaking her head. "No need to thank me." She murmured, chuckling under her breath. She licked his cheek gently, shaking her head again. "So excited..."

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Ebonymist laughed at Lostface's excited actions, shaking her head. "No need to thank me." She murmured, chuckling under her breath. She licked his cheek gently, shaking her head again. "So excited..."
He purrs happily “ i can’t help it! Someone I really love is finally my mate! And it’s not forced either. “ he says happily as he nuzzles his nose with her. “ I’m so happy!” He says simply as he purrs loudly. He laughs softly “ besides anyone would be as happy as I with a beautiful and elegant woman like you loves them back.”

[Brunch]

Unsurprisingly, all of the clans were at this gathering, congregated near the sea under the truce of the full-moon, obligated to not fight with their enemies, who were friends for a night. Of course, all tension of the borders the clans lived to defend had settled upon the clans, and though some still mingled, while other cast furtive glances at the cats with who they shared the forest. Most were glaring at the neighbors, muttering ill will under their breaths, and hissing at passerby. Yet the moon still shone brightly over the clans, in an almost bleak way. Could StarClan foresee an inevitable war between the rivaling clans? Were the moons of peace after the Evil Era finally coming to end? Had they already been defeated by the hatred brewed by the cats?
With a heavy heart, Canineheart trotted into the clearing with the rest of WindClan, her mind everywhere but the Gathering. The thought of war between ThunderClan frightened her; did Blazingstar see it fit to see deaths for practically nothing. Though loyal to her clan, her family, Canineheart wanted peace above everything, wanted cats not to die so gratuitously. But it was in the nature of the clans to defend their borders, and for some to follow the warrior code. Canineheart had no grudge against ThunderClan, she had never seen them as a very hostile clan; other than a few skirmishes in the past, most was peaceful. Until, of course, they started stealing prey. Though she knew that the cats crossed the border to satisfy the growing clan's hunger, Canineheart still found it arduous to not stay angry at them. With everything that had been taken from her, Canineheart only had one thing to hold on to, that she knew would always be steady; the warrior code. And seeing someone break it nonchalantly made her jaded, though StarClan knew she got upset over the tiniest things at times.

[Fab4evagirl]

Cloudsky shrugged," Who knows." Featherflight yawned. "I wish the sun was out. This rock would be warm."
"Then we wouldn't be here," said Daisywind. "Is it okay for you, Lynxsky?"

[rubinaito]

He purrs happily “ i can’t help it! Someone I really love is finally my mate! And it’s not forced either. “ he says happily as he nuzzles his nose with her. “ I’m so happy!” He says simply as he purrs loudly. He laughs softly “ besides anyone would be as happy as I with a beautiful and elegant woman like you loves them back.”

Ebonymist shook her black and orange head, continuing to smile at him. The loving smile turned into a mischievous grin, a warning sign- she got up and placed her two front paws on his back, flicking her tail back and forth. "Race you to the ocean and back." She challenged, hopping off her back and running towards the pebbly shore of the ocean. She looked over her shoulder at Lostface, a teasing smile written all over her face. Her orange eyes sparkled, lively and filled with enjoyment. The soft breeze ruffled her fur, the orange and black hairs mingling and blending together in the breeze. Her grin widened ever so slightly and she took off again as soon as Lostface began to run after her.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Ebonymist shook her black and orange head, continuing to smile at him. The loving smile turned into a mischievous grin, a warning sign- she got up and placed her two front paws on his back, flicking her tail back and forth. "Race you to the ocean and back." She challenged, hopping off her back and running towards the pebbly shore of the ocean. She looked over her shoulder at Lostface, a teasing smile written all over her face. Her orange eyes sparkled, lively and filled with enjoyment. The soft breeze ruffled her fur, the orange and black hairs mingling and blending together in the breeze. Her grin widened ever so slightly and she took off again as soon as Lostface began to run after her.lostface laughs loudly “ you cheater!” He says playfully his eye glowed with excitement and love as he begins to take off after her. A warm loving but teasing smile on his face as he runs towards the ocean. But instead of running past her, he suddenly jumps onto her as soon as they got close to the ocean and begins to at least try to pin her down with a loud purr. “ I believe I won!” He says happily

[rubinaito]

lostface laughs loudly “ you cheater!” He says playfully his eye glowed with excitement and love as he begins to take off after her. A warm loving but teasing smile on his face as he runs towards the ocean. But instead of running past her, he suddenly jumps onto her as soon as they get close to the ocean and begins to at least try to pin her down with a loud purr. “ I believe I won!” He says happily
Ebonymist laughed, picking up the pace as Lostface chased after her. She leaped over larger rocks and wove around a couple of shrubs before she looked over her shoulder- a mistake. Lostface was hurdling towards her, his paws stretched out. Ebonymist cried out in shock, her tone full of laughter as Lostface jumped onto her. As the smaller, lighter cat, Ebonymist tumbled to the ground with a playful growl and batted at Lostface's muzzle with her paws in an attempt to get him off. "Lostface!" She meowed with a little giggle, rolling over and placing her paws on Lostface's chest, now on top of him. Her face grew closer to Lostface's, her eyes sparkling; with a teasing smile, she licked his nose before jumping off of him and running back towards the gathering.

(Should I put up a finder for their kits?)

[Phoenix Flames]

Wavesplash lowered her sleek head, looking at the soft sand under her paws. She closed her eyes, her vision fading to black. She didn’t have very many friends in the other clans. That was a setback at times, but now, it was good. She didn’t have to worry about ruining a friendship with another. Of course, the only interaction outside that of her clanmates was last Gathering, with the ShadowClan cat she had met. It wasn’t particularly a friendly interaction. A sigh jolted her back to reality. She lifted her head, gazing at Blizzardfrost. He looked upset, maybe sad. She scooted over in the sand to comfort him, curling her tail around his back. She said nothing, just focused on the low murmur of voices around them.

Blizzardfrost looked at Wavesplash as she curled her tail around his back. He smiled a bit, still trying not to think about fighting his friends if he had to.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

Ebonymist laughed, picking up the pace as Lostface chased after her. She leaped over larger rocks and wove around a couple of shrubs before she looked over her shoulder- a mistake. Lostface was hurdling towards her, his paws stretched out. Ebonymist cried out in shock, her tone full of laughter as Lostface jumped onto her. As the smaller, lighter cat, Ebonymist tumbled to the ground with a playful growl and batted at Lostface's muzzle with her paws in an attempt to get him off. "Lostface!" She meowed with a little giggle, rolling over and placing her paws on Lostface's chest, now on top of him. Her face grew closer to Lostface's, her eyes sparkling; with a teasing smile, she licked his nose before jumping off of him and running back towards the gathering.

(Should I put up a finder for their kits?)
I was just thinking the same thing XD yes!) he purrs loudly expecting something else other than a lick on the nose which he got. He laughs softly as he watches her run off a bit than begins to stand up himself. Wondering how He manage to find such a beautiful angel and how he even caught her. Soon he run back towards the gathering right behind her. And begins to playfully bite her tail whenever he got the chance. “ you’re such a tease.” He says playfully as he begins to rub his body against her side as he moves past her. His one eye held warmth and kindness and so much love he himself would think he was somebody else to start again with nothing than suddenly ending up with everything is so breathtaking for him but... no one can take his breath away as fast as she did. “ so wanna race again or are you tired?” He asks lovingly but almost playfully as if he was challenging her to something.

[Deerlie]

Burrpaw noticed a small black tom and trotted up to him, his fur freshly groomed and shiny. "Hey there!" he grinned, hoping his scars wouldn't scare the little cat away. He waved his tail in greeting. "I'm Burrpaw. What's your name?" The bengal flicked a torn ear and sat.
The tom looked at him. "I-Im Badger." He mewed.

[vellichor]

(Should I put up a finder for their kits?)
[ Aww ~ I’m post-stalking because I have nothing better to do... * shrug * ]

[Bracken12]

*Uhm yas XD. They need to bond.*
Vixenlight's walked beside his mate, her head held high. Her fur was smoothed, and her eyes shone with starlight. This was her...first, maybe second Gathering? It was a great honor to go, but she couldn't help worry about being dragged into the tension. We're under a truce She reminded herself, trying to forget about the other two Clans silly war over...she forgot. It'd been going on forever. "Your tail has a mind of it's own." She teased her mate, giggling.
~
Ebonypaw was nervous for a moment when his mentor didn't reply. He really didn't want to fight, for the first time in.. forever, actually."I guess..but I hope they don't fight. StarClan would be mad." Just the thought of angering his powerful ancestors made his fur bristle for a second, before he forced it to smooth. The tom continued to walk, his black fur slightly bristled slightly, and his eyes shimmering with distrust as he sighed, glancing up at the leaders with a bit of worry. "I do..it's just because there's been so much tension, I don't know what's gonna happen." He mewed, shrugging slightly. He did trust them to not fight under the truce, but..what if something happened and they DID fight? But of course, he was ready to fight for his Clan. He didn't want to, but he was loyal to the bone and wanted to be useful if it was called for. He sighed at the thought of fighting here. Unfamiliar terrain, too. He shouldn't be thinking like this, anyways, there was a truce, and the leaders were mature enough to not use their claws at a Gathering....right? Surely their Clanmates or deputies or Medicine cats would stop them! They were also wise, and probably against the fighting. Ebonypaw just has to hope that'd happen..but he still felt a wave of nervousness rush over him at the thought. Ebonypaw had nobody to sit with besides Ebonypaw, and she was off...socializing anyways, so why not sit with his mentor? He wouldn't admit he'd rather sit with him anyways, because of pride, so he held his tongue and spotted his sisters white pelt among the crowd. "Yeah.." Ebonypaw mewed, shuffling his paws slightly, waiting to sit. "That's..good. Kits are nice." He mewed, smiling slightly. He enjoyed kits..kinda, they were loud, but cute, crazy, but amusing. "What're their names?" He asked casually, swiping his tongue over his paw and rubbing it over his ear. "I remember him." He mewed. Ebonypaw sat, his haunches raised as he watched the leaders with both awe and caution. Grousestar or Russetstar could intervine, or...wait. "ShadowClan got a new leader?" He asked his mentor. He narrowed his eyes, trying to figure out who that was. It had to be the former deputy..so Goldenstar perhaps? That had to be it, right? What happened to Halestar, anyways?Ebonypaw flicked his tail, spotting two cats Flintheart was looking over at, not recognizing them. Caracalsomething was the female, he knew, she looked like a Caracal in a way, so that made sense. He knew the tom was..Hawkfeather. Flintheart's friend. Too bad WindClan and ThunderClan were fighting. Caracalspirit smiled slightly at them, but didn't speak. She turned her gaze back to her mate. Ebonypaw shrugged slightly. "Yeah." He mewed, nodding. He remembered most things about fighting, which was good. He swallowed slightly, why was his mentor bringing it up now? At the Gathering, a time of peace.

~
Caracalspirit giggled, smiling at her mate with affection. "The leaders wouldn't break the truce, but it's sweet you'd worry about me." She purred. "I know I am." She teased, puffing out her chest with a little chuckle. She smoothed her fur to look presentable, and continued to walk beside her mate. "It's fine, Hawky, i'm sure nothing will happen" she mewed positively. Caracalspirit curled her tail, hoping nothing happened with ThunderClan. Just maybe some tension. "I'm sure they'll handle it without claws, they're smart enough to not fight at the Gathering..I hope." Caracalspirit didn't fully trust Snowstar, or Blazingstar to an extent, due to all this drama. She was a tiny bit worried, of course. Tensions were high, and there'd probably be some arguing or hissing, but she didn't think there'd be blood or claws. That'd be odd at a Gathering, others would probably object. "Good, try to enjoy yourself, unless something does happen, then you can be all protective." She giggled, obviously joking as she purred softly to hide her nerves. "Yeah, I want a nice clear spot to sit. Maybe not near ThunderClan, just in case.." she mewed in agreement. Maybe she'd see some of her mates friends..Flintheart and Pinewhisker, were their names she thought. And Sproutwhisker. She liked the ones she'd met, but then again, she liked pretty much everyone she met. She was sad they couldn't sit together now, because, well, of all the war stuff going on. She was just going to choose a spot near WindClan cats to be safe. She missed being able to socialize with ThunderClan cats, at least a little, but now that was apparently betrayal to her Clan, so she didn't. She was loyal to WindClan and didn't want to say otherwise with her actions. Caracalspirit didn't want to meet them in battle, but again, she was loyal to her Clan and would if she had to. This would be behind them soon enough..she hoped. She scanned the area, and found a nice patch where they could get a clear view, and there were WindClanners around it. "How about over there?" She pointed at it. The area was very pretty, even if the air was thick with hatred and tension the moment she walked in.

Stormclaw was distracted from his thoughts when Vixenlight talked to him. "Yeah, I'm just a little jumpy... can't forget, the flood." He shuddered at the horrible memory, him and her nearly drowning, he would never be able to fully forget, but he could at least be happy now!

[vellichor]

Blizzardfrost looked at Wavesplash as she curled her tail around his back. He smiled a bit, still trying not to think about fighting his friends if he had to.
Wavesplash turned her head to face Blizzardfrost — er, Blizzardfrost’s shoulder, as she was smaller than the tom. She has always been smaller, even as a kit. In her late kit moons, she was teased by the older kits and younger apprentices for her size and strength. At 6 moons, she looked 3 moons. Her size had never caught up with her. Yet her strength was that of an experienced warrior. She could snap a hare’s spine with one blow of her sleek paw. Knocking warriors down with a few blows, she was a formidable enemy. Even more so in real battle. She could kill if she wanted to, but preferred not to unless it truly came down to it. Gazing at all the different cats conversing — sharing their stories, slowly becoming acquaintances, growing bonds — she didn’t want this war. She didn’t want blood to break these bonds. She didn’t want claws digging life out of another. The yowling, screeching and pain. She didn’t want it. All Wavesplash wanted was peace. Not war here — at the Gathering of all places! Of course, she trusted that Blazingstar was making the right choice. She had never doubted her leader. But she thought to herself — could they avoid slaughter? Tensions were high between WindClan and ThunderClan, that was for sure. But why couldn’t they negotiate the terms of peace? Wavesplash nudged Blizzardfrost’s shoulder.

[rubinaito]

I was just thinking the same thing XD yes!) he purrs loudly expecting something else other than a lick on the nose which he got. He laughs softly as he watches her run off a bit than begins to stand up himself. Wondering how He manage to find such a beautiful angel and how he even caught her. Soon he run back towards the gathering right behind her. And begins to playfully bite her tail whenever he got the chance. “ you’re such a tease.” He says playfully as he begins to rub his body against her side as he moves past her. His one eye held warmth and kindness and so much love he himself would think he was somebody else to start again with nothing than suddenly ending up with everything is so breathtaking for him but... no one can take his breath away as fast as she did. “ so wanna race again or are you tired?” He asks lovingly but almost playfully as if he was challenging her to something.

"You're such a tease!" Ebonymist laughed in response, brushing up against Lostface as she slowed down. She gently nudged him with her head as they slowed to a stop. "I may be a tease, but it's better than being a flirt." She responded with a chuckle, shaking her head. "So... Wanna race again, or are you tired?" Echoskip considered the question for a moment before her stomach growled. She laughed a little and tilted her head to look up at Lostface. "Why don't we go hunting instead? I'm starving, and there's a nice little clearing we could catch a rabbit in that's just over that hill. We'd be back before they knew we were gone." Ebonymist suggested, flicking her tail back and forth.

[rubinaito]

[ Aww ~ I’m post-stalking because I have nothing better to do... * shrug * ]
xD

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

"You're such a tease!" Ebonymist laughed in response, brushing up against Lostface as she slowed down. She gently nudged him with her head as they slowed to a stop. "I may be a tease, but it's better than being a flirt." She responded with a chuckle, shaking her head. "So... Wanna race again, or are you tired?" Echoskip considered the question for a moment before her stomach growled. She laughed a little and tilted her head to look up at Lostface. "Why don't we go hunting instead? I'm starving, and there's a nice little clearing we could catch a rabbit in that's just over that hill. We'd be back before they knew we were gone." Ebonymist suggested, flicking her tail back and forth.
He thinks for a bit than smiles, “ sure I’m not one for rules and besides-“ he leans in and licks her nose playfully. “ I believe I deserve a kiss if I manage to catch one first.” He says playfully but also challenging. He begins to step forward and look at her right in the eyes his one eye glowed with warmth and love but mostly with a wildness that can’t easily be tamed. “ also being a flirt is so much more fun I get to make someone as he as you blush and become embarrassed in seconds with only words. So I win this round!” He purrs happily

[aleka!]

Mildpaw looked at Swiftpaw with a smile. "Hi. I'm Mildpaw." replied the Thunderclan apprentice. He could scent the Windclan on the other apprentice, but he didn't care. There was no fighting at a gathering, so what would hurt to talk to the apprentice. Sure the tension in both their clans were high, but this is a gathering. Nothing bad can happen.

(He Doesn't know what's coming.)

"Oh, and I'm Swiftpaw by the way," The dark brown tom said with an absent flick of his tail. He couldn't help but glance at the sky, his ears slightly flattened. Of course, to most of his clanmates dismay, the former loner didn't really believe in StarClan, a bunch of dead cat spirits existing just seemed to... weird to the apprentice to believe. "You know," He started, hesitating for a moment. He didn't immediately want the other apprentice to disapprove of him. "If StarClan is so all-powerful and they cover the moon, why don't they just get rid of storms or other things?" It did seem like a good question to him.

[russet]

"Disloyal, aren't we disloyal a lot of the times? I am devoted to my clan, but is it bad to think of the other clans when our clan is doing fine?" Wolfpaw's voice raised, until he quiet it down. " Sorry..." He muttered to his mother, he just was a bit rebellious.. right? He knew he shouldn't have done that, but he hated the word disloyal. He despise it, for everyone is.

Drizzleflower brushed her tail against her son's back, smiling at him. "It's fine. I know that you get like that sometimes." She was surprised at the rate that Wolfpaw was growing. He was already taller than her, but she was kind of short. He must have been taking after his father. She sighed at just the thought of the tom who she was mates with previously, shaking the thought from her head.

[AbsurdJinx]

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One of the old tabby tom's, torn ears flicked as he heard a little chirping voice. He turned his gnarled head, his one remaining eye gazing at the little shecat behind him. She was such tiny thing. She had brown, tabby fur with golden patches on her pelt, and one between her eyes. The tom, blinked at her. "It's, uh, nice to meet you Juniperpaw," he said, returning her greeting. He scrutinizing her warily, put off by how small and sweet she looked. Shinefang had never thought it was a good idea to make medicine cats out of six-moon-old kits. The forest could be a harsh and temperamental place, and teaching young cats hers before teaching them to fight sounded like an invitation for disaster. Shinefang said none of this to Juniperpaw. The little shecat couldn't help it if cats around her made decisions he didn't like. At least this way, she'd never have the chance to know the pain of losing kits. or worse... "Did you lose your mentor, Juniperpaw?" He asked, finding it odd to see a medicine cat apprentice apart from their mentor. Maybe it was the smell of tension in the air, but he suddenly felt driven to see that she got back to the mousebrain who was letting her wander off willy-nilly.

Juniperpaw looked at the older tom sheepishly before cautiously glancing over her shoulders. ``Don't tell anyone, but I lost her purposely. Ever since her last apprentice was murdered she's become really protective! She may as well assign bodyguards to me!`` The young feline shook out her pelt, huffing defiantly. ``I know Geckoleaf cares, but I can take care of myself!`` She narrowed her eyes in determination, lashing her tail to further express her frustration. And then, just like that, her irritation was gone in a flash and was replaced with a kit-like innocence. ``Anyhoo - did I get your name? Did I tell you mine? I'm Juniperpaw. Oh! Have you met Daypaw? They're ShadowClan's medicine cat, and they may as well be my second mentor!`` She smiled brightly as she spoke of the other medicine cat, but then she was once again distracted by the older tomcat's presence. ``How old are you? Where did all those scars come from? You're SkyClan, right? Did I tell you I'm RiverClan's medicine cat apprentice? Oh, I'm just so excited! This is my first Gathering! It'll be amazing, I bet! Hey, are we friends?``

[wickedvirtues]

Stormclaw was distracted from his thoughts when Vixenlight talked to him. "Yeah, I'm just a little jumpy... can't forget, the flood." He shuddered at the horrible memory, him and her nearly drowning, he would never be able to fully forget, but he could at least be happy now!
Vixenlight nuzzled him. "I'm sure the Gathering won't have a flood." She tried to calm him. "Now c'mon, we shouldn't be late. It's rude." She mewed, walking a bit quicker. She frowned slightly.
She smelled WindClan, SkyClan, and ThunderClan already. A bit of ShadowClan too.

[Phoenix Flames]

Wavesplash turned her head to face Blizzardfrost — er, Blizzardfrost’s shoulder, as she was smaller than the tom. She has always been smaller, even as a kit. In her late kit moons, she was teased by the older kits and younger apprentices for her size and strength. At 6 moons, she looked 3 moons. Her size had never caught up with her. Yet her strength was that of an experienced warrior. She could snap a hare’s spine with one blow of her sleek paw. Knocking warriors down with a few blows, she was a formidable enemy. Even more so in real battle. She could kill if she wanted to, but preferred not to unless it truly came down to it. Gazing at all the different cats conversing — sharing their stories, slowly becoming acquaintances, growing bonds — she didn’t want this war. She didn’t want blood to break these bonds. She didn’t want claws digging life out of another. The yowling, screeching and pain. She didn’t want it. All Wavesplash wanted was peace. Not war here — at the Gathering of all places! Of course, she trusted that Blazingstar was making the right choice. She had never doubted her leader. But she thought to herself — could they avoid slaughter? Tensions were high between WindClan and ThunderClan, that was for sure. But why couldn’t they negotiate the terms of peace? Wavesplash nudged Blizzardfrost’s shoulder.

Blizzardfrost stared at Wavesplash as the blue-gray she-cat nudged his shoulder. "What?", he meowed.

[Gone]

Spiderpaw rested his chin on her head, letting out a loud purr as he felt re warmth of her presence close to him. He really liked her company and he didn't want it to go away not now not ever, but he knew that he had a few training sessions to do with his mentor, but he knew that he'd have a lot of free time after training.
Blossompaw smiled, rubbing her head under his chin, she purred just as loud, closing her eyes. "You're mine..." She thought and wrapped her tail around his paws tightly.

[Blue Jay]

Undercover The Little Robin Blue Jay

Sharppaw flicked his ear, a bit unnerved by the others’ enthusiasm. He stood, getting to his paws, and shook his head ever so slightly. “...And I need to go. Goodbye,” he said rather bluntly, yet in a kind way. He really didn’t know when he was being too blunt or honest. He backed away, letting the other two apprentices converse. He spotted his friend, Darkpaw, at the edge of the area and ran to him.





Sorry I'm late, but once I finished my post it decided to completely delete when I pressed the preview button. I'm just done -_- ))

Darkpaw wasn't like most apprentices. He didn't appear to have many friends or much of any emotion. He also couldn't seem to detect how others were feeling. He was... oblivious, but he had emotion locked up inside of him for a long, long time.

The apprentice simply sat in a small break in the crowd, staring up at Silverpelt. He let the incomprehensible commotion of voices cloud out into a low rumble in his ears, instead listening to the faint song of the crickets, the hoot of an owl, and the thundering pawsteps thudding across the forest floor.

Suddenly, his mind subconsciously snapped out of his daze, focusing on Sharppaw - one of his few friends - bounding towards him. Darkpaw slowly turned his head, facing the fellow apprentice. He gave a shallow nod and a quick flick of his left ear to acknowledge his presence. "Hello, Sharppaw," The tom greeted bluntly, which only seemed as cheerful as he could get, "What brings you here?"

[rubinaito]

He thinks for a bit than smiles, “ sure I’m not one for rules and besides-“ he leans in and licks her nose playfully. “ I believe I deserve a kiss if I manage to catch one first.” He says playfully but also challenging. He begins to step forward and look at her right in the eyes his one eye glowed with warmth and love but mostly with a wildness that can’t easily be tamed. “ also being a flirt is so much more fun I get to make someone as he as you blush and become embarrassed in seconds with only words. So I win this round!” He purrs happily
(Finished the Finder! Sorry it took so long, I had to walk home from school and finish up a couple of chores.)

"You wish." Ebonymist shot back with a teasing tone in her voice, before hesitating. "Maybe we shouldn't go..." She murmured, her orange eyes focused on the moon; once more, a small wisp of a cloud drifted across the moon.

[AbsurdJinx]

Halfgaze stepped into the clearing after Goldenstar, looking around at the same old meeting place with new wonder. Everything looked the same, despite her new position, but for the first time in all of her trips to the gathering, Halfgaze simply couldn't keep her gaze away from the leaders' rock. One day, she would be up there, and the thought sent chills down her spine. Halfgaze was certain she wasn't ready to be a leader, or even to address the four clans from the meeting rock. But, she was still a new deputy and she would learn and by the time it was her turn to speak from atop that looming rock, she'd be ready. The thought of Goldenstar dying, however, made the tortoiseshell so sick that she had to imagine him retiring instead. For now, she let her daydreams go and focused on the milling cats about her, happy with the way things were at the moment instead of wishing for time to move faster as some deputies might. Scenting the air, the new deputy deduced that only Shadowclan and Windclan were present at the moment. Good, I still have some time to figure out where to sit. The new deputy was pretty sure that deputies had their own place, but she wasn't sure where it was. Halfgaze dreaded being absent from that place during her first gathering as a deputy. I'm hopeless, she thought with a frown and a desperate gleam in her eyes, how do I expect to be of service to my clan if I can't even figure out where to sit? For the moment, the tortoiseshell decided to simply sit near the front of seastones and keep an eye out for any deputies she recognized in order to follow or ask them.

Charmer


Sandthistle padded behind his clanmates, firmly planting his paws with confidence. He stood tall, head raised high and posture impressive. His neck swiveled as he surveyed the area, yellow eyes sharply observant. He felt his whiskers twitch and ears flick at the abundance of sounds and scents around him. He'd been to Gatherings plenty of times before, but the bundle of activity never failed to surprise him. The sandy-ginger tomcat paused for a moment to search the Seastones until his intimidating gaze fell on his daughter. Sandthistle still hadn't congratulated Halfgaze on her success, and he intended to do so now.


He trotted over to the younger cat, his strides long and quick. Sandthistle wore an inviting smile which was very different from the threatening gaze he displayed just moments before. His kits often had the ability to change his mood in a flash. See, Sandthistle was never very comfortable among the other Clans, preferring to stay in his comfort zone. This doesn't mean he wasn't willing to leave his comfort zone; after all, he did attend the Gathering. Anyway, he was feeling uncomfortable, but the presence of his daughter seemed to ease him.


``Halfgaze!`` Sandthistle purred warmly as he slowed to a stop just a tail-length or so in front of her, golden eyes gleaming affectionately. ``Good luck as deputy, my daughter,`` He nuzzled her lovingly before pulling away, smiling proudly and taking a moment to look her over. ``You've grown so much; you've made your family so proud.``

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

(Finished the Finder! Sorry it took so long, I had to walk home from school and finish up a couple of chores.)

"You wish." Ebonymist shot back with a teasing tone in her voice, before hesitating. "Maybe we shouldn't go..." She murmured, her orange eyes focused on the moon; once more, a small wisp of a cloud drifted across the moon.
Send me the link! :3) he smiles “ don’t worry my love. We won’t take long besides aren’t y’all warriors y’all can do anything together against anything!” He says with a soft purr but still he was uneasy but he wanted to ignore it for her.

[Mango]

Featherflight yawned. "I wish the sun was out. This rock would be warm."
"Then we wouldn't be here," said Daisywind. "Is it okay for you, Lynxsky?"
She shrugged,” Yeah.” She meowed.

[rubinaito]

Send me the link! :3) he smiles “ don’t worry my love. We won’t take long besides aren’t y’all warriors y’all can do anything together against anything!” He says with a soft purr but still he was uneasy but he wanted to ignore it for her.
(I mentioned you in it~)
(Lostface's use of 'y'all' makes me laugh xD)
(He used it correctly though, so I'm not complaining.)

Ebonymist hesitated, before looking at him. "... I don't feel comfortable with leaving my clan behind... We can eat when we get back." She said decisively with a nod. She flicked one of her orange ears and glanced back towards the brush, frowning. She swore she could feel something watching her every move, but she wasn't sure what. And it only increased her worry.

[Galaxy Of Wisdom]

(I mentioned you in it~)
(Lostface's use of 'y'all' makes me laugh xD)
(He used it correctly though, so I'm not complaining.)

Ebonymist hesitated, before looking at him. "... I don't feel comfortable with leaving my clan behind... We can eat when we get back." She said decisively with a nod. She flicked one of her orange ears and glanced back towards the brush, frowning. She swore she could feel something watching her every move, but she wasn't sure what. And it only increased her worry.
XD He Was a rouge) He nods slowly “ I see okay but...” he leans in and begins to nuzzle her nose. “ I want a kiss. Since you have been teasing me why not reward me with a kiss unless I need to take it from you.” He says playfully trying to cheer her up a bit however he .... felt scared all of the sudden a familiar feeling... he thought should be gone by but.... but he knew that that man should be dead. He killed that man himself but still.... I guess old habits really do die hard.

[|+sari+|]

JaggedSpot padded into the Gathering area with Blacktail by her side. As she gazed around, eyes wide, she felt excitement stir in her belly. Her first Gathering! She turned to Blacktail, purring. "Oh, Blacktail!" she exclaimed to the blind tom. "If only you could see all these cats! I am glad I got to spend my first Gathering with you!" she licked his cheek, then glanced around. "Where you wanna sit?"

Raven & Co

[AbsurdJinx]

Celestial


Around Tumblestep, chaos seemed to loom. Of course, Tumblestep found that a single patrol padding out of camp was chaos. However, with Daisyshade at his side, the Gathering didn't seem as bad as it used to. He had usually been too afraid to attend Gatherings, fearful of the abundance of Clan cats and loud noises. After his first experience at a Gathering, he swore to never attend another. Yet here he was, but this time, Daisyshade was with him as support. The gray warrior shook slightly, still a bit anxious, but he silently told himself to stay strong. Daisyshade is here. Daisyshade will help him.


He swung his head back and forth quickly in a futile attempt to block out the loudness. The lanky tom looked over at his mate, frowning slightly. ``It's so loud,`` Tumblestep complained quietly, tail-tip twitching uneasily. He felt his body automatically press against Daisyshade, warmth immediately flooding through him. His tense muscles loosened at her comforting touch, but he still felt anxious thoughts fill his head. ``Maybe, uh, maybe we could sit around the edges of the clearing,`` He suggested carefully, slowly looking around him at the overwhelming sights and sounds.

[rubinaito]

XD He Was a rouge) He nods slowly “ I see okay but...” he leans in and begins to nuzzle her nose. “ I want a kiss. Since you have been teasing me why not reward me with a kiss unless I need to take it from you.” He says playfully trying to cheer her up a bit however he .... felt scared all of the sudden a familiar feeling... he thought should be gone by but.... but he knew that that man should be dead. He killed that man himself but still.... I guess old habits really do die hard.
(Cats can't exactly kiss- however, licking their nose is a 'kiss')
(And male cats are called 'toms')
(Sorry I'm so picky DX)

Ebonymist gently nuzzled him back, leaning her head against his.