[tulin]

(This post is open!)

If there had been any rules in place about Flightpaw not being allowed to come to the gathering with the injuries she had obtained from her tangle with the ShadowClan cat at the border a few nights ago, she hadn't listened to them. In stalked the dark tabby apprentice, her limp now mostly gone. Already back in her gaze was the fierce pride and smug look of attitude as she padded in with ThunderClan, scanning to see if the rats had shown up. From scent along it appeared that only RiverClan had arrived so far, and she didn't bother to cover up the way the smell disgusted her. "You'd think with all the water around them they would learn how to bathe," she snorted, shaking her head as if trying to dislodge the gross scent from her nose. Her voice wasn't necessarily all that quiet, and a passing RiverClan tom happened to hear her and turn his head. She held his gaze and stared at him with a challenge in her eye. They held the contact for a moment before the tom padded away and Flightpaw took a seat with a victorious grin.

Originally Posted by Sakura.Fawn

——————

PebbleSplash

RiverClan
~A pretty white mollie with pale gray and orange tortie markings and blue eyes~

——————
| Open |
——————
The beautiful lionheart had arrived, her long pale tortoiseshell tabby fur quite well groomed this time. She had placed flowers in her fur to appeal to those around her… PebbleSplash was A lionheart now, she had to be impressive…! Wether that be because of her looks or her skill. Taking a seat at the bottom of the Seastone, she smiles at those around her. She wondered how beautiful they thought she was….

But beauty went beyond one’s fur, right? Why was she trying so hard to impress those around her…? Those that saw her as pretty didn’t just say that because of the color of her pelt, rather they admired her beauty for who she was… The beautiful cat she was. Honestly, she had never been called beautiful, but she’d heard gossip about her from other cats that would love to look like her. The gossip was both flattering and humiliating.

For so long she had been just a piece of eye candy… But now, PebbleSplash is not only a gorgeous she-cat, she’s also one of the greatest warriors of RiverClan, even taking the special rank to acknowledge it. For once, she wasn’t just a pretty face. The mollie was smart, strong, brave, responsible and proud… PebbleSplash was proud of herself and how far she had made it… And I did this all on my own… Wow…!

Giving her paw a lick, she hopes someone would come and talk to her…
——————



Well, that was a rather interesting start to the gathering. Snowbeak didn't find it worth his time to get caught up in a staring contest with a ThunderClan apprentice so the pale gray tom continued to move throughout the crowd. Here and there were a few Clanmates, though one in particular caught his eye. She had recently been named one of the new specialized ranks, hadn't she? Lionheart. The name was... odd to him. It sounded more like a warrior's full name than a specialized rank, and to him it took away a bit of the notoriety that would usually come along with it, but it wasn't like he could voice his opinion on that. Approaching Pebblesplash, Snowbeak regarded her with a questioning gaze, flicking his tail to the spot beside her to ask if he could sit down next to her to wait for the gathering to start.