[Tavvi]

Originally Posted by Midgefur

On the way to the gathering, Harrierclaw had stuck to the back of the group as they crossed the territory. He was mentally exhausted after the ordeal with his mother, and decided rather than taking up space at the front, it would be easier for everyone if the tabby-and-white tom tromped along at his own pace a fox-length behind. On the outside he seemed like his normal stoic self, straight face and pointed ears, but he still yearned for his nest. Once the gathering was over, the WindClanner was sure that he'd fall asleep as soon as his chin hit the grass, if not just walking on the way home. When they got to the Seastones, Harrierclaw sat off to one side, leaning way back on his haunches to keep himself alert as he looked at the crowd of cats- surprisingly smaller than he was used to. It took a moment before it hit that neither ShadowClan nor ThunderClan had arrived, and his tail thunked noisily on the stone behind him uneasily.

Nimblewhisker let out a happy chirp upon seeing his brother's backside. One would probably wonder why he had been so behind his clan on getting to Seastones and that had been simple. He had been planning on skipping to talk to someone but, that someone had never shown up. So he defeated had decided to just go meet his clanmates at the gathering and hope that if anyone asked why he was so late he could just brush it off as getting distracted and straining away from the group. Nimblewhisker then quickly scanned around making sure he didn't see the watchful gaze of his mother knowing that if she saw him talking to Harrierclaw it would just end up with both of them in trouble. When no sharp amber eyes met his own he quickly let out a sigh of relief pleased that any small talk with Harrierclaw wouldn't end up awkward or forced because of it.

"Hey, Harrierclaw how's it going?" Nimblewhisker inquired still standing behind his brother and realizing that despite living in the same clan the two hardly interacted much as of late.