[Open! Fogwhisper is Thunderclan]
Fogwhisper shuffled her paws, scooting back by the trees. Nobody would see her here. And she did NOT want to get embarrassed in front of everyone else. Poor Frostpaw probably was feeling horrible. She wondered where the frightened apprentice was. Or, wait, no, Clawpaw! She had completely forgot to keep an eye on him. Where was he? Could he take care of himself?
[Open! Cloverwish is Shadowclan]
The grumpy molly sat in the middle of the clearing, glaring fiercely at anyone whom got too close to her. She'd only come to show respect for Icestar. The other clans could burn in hell, for all she cared. Except, maybe Windclan. They were weak. And relied on others for support.
[Open! Frostpaw is Thunderclan]
Frostpaw could feel her stomach doing cartwheels. Wow, her first Gathering. How could she be happy about it, though? She was stuck with a mentor who hated her, no friends, and, for Starclans sake, she'd been scorned in front of the whole clan for hating to fight! What was so bad about that? She sighed. even Lionwhisker hated her. So what was the point?