The wetness could not hold the interest that Flameheart had for Sootfur, and it seemed it was the same way for the gray tabby tom. If she didn't know any better, the young Keeper wouldn't have known that Sootfur was about to spout out a compliment, as he always did when the pair were interacting. "Thank you, Sootfur. That means a lot." she murmured thoughtfully as she looked at the darkened sky. Silverpelt was not showing tonight due to the clouds and rain, but she didn't mind it as long as the Gathering was peaceful. It had to be, right...?
"Hunting sounds amazing... maybe tomorrow morning, when the Gathering is over and we both have rested, we can hunt. Just the two of us." she purred. Hearing the unexpected compliment from her mate, Flameheart's pupils widened and she looked up to meet his gaze. "T-thank you..." oh, dear. She didn't know what to say! "Uh... you're pelt looks, um... l-like the clouds on a chilly morning. Except... it holds the warmth of green-leaf."T-that's good, right? It has to be! She was about to lick his cheek, but all she could set her attention on was a few Clan cats intercepting a stranger that she had not yet seen. Of course. If it's not the Clans, it's the fluffing outsiders! she huffed and looked at Sootfur, her tone becoming hard. "Watch my back."
She turned and padded quickly through the clowder of cats and made her way toward the commotion, her stance retaining its powerful, muscular form. The WindClanner seemed to recognize this outsider and didn't have much of a positive reaction. "This cat does not belong to ThunderClan." her voice rang loud and clear, though she fought back a snarl. A WindClanner recognizes this outsider, so they're clearly not a part of WindClan. And they're certainly not a part of ThunderClan. Too shy to be a part of ShadowClan... and they don't smell remotely of fish. Not even their breath smells fishy. But this situation sure does."Let's try again, shall we? Which Clan are you from? Do you mean TreeClan?" She cast a glance at the warriors around the outsider, hoping they wouldn't speak out against the Clan she made up. I want to catch this cat in a lie.
It always warmed his heart when Flameheart appreciated his compliments, for they were genuinely true and he wanted her to always remember how special she was. His gaze flickered to the sky, matching his mate's as she stared at the bothering weather with concern in her eyes. She was starting to get really soaked, and he couldn't help but chuckle a little bit as he realized how wet she looked with her long fur weighing down. He couldn't help but remembering that time, when he'd suggested Flamefish as her warrior name...
Flameheart looked a little taken aback by his last words. Had he said something wrong? She tried to reply but ended up stuttering, which made the situation even funnier. He grinned with pleasure and let out a genuine, soft laugh as she pointed out how much he looked like a gray sky, especially because they were right under one in that moment. "Ahahah, yes... thank you." He touched his nose to her cheek, letting her know that he really appreciated every one of her words. Every one of her efforts.
Unfortunately, just at that moment her gaze was distracted by something else. Oh, please, what now...
Following her gaze, he noticed an odd-looking cat surrounded by various clan cats, all suspicious-looking. Flameheart went immediately on guard and asked him to cover her. Oh, great. He sighed heavily and got to his paws, his mate's warm tail leaving his side and exposing it to the cold rain again.
"I'm here." He replied to let her know, and walked half behind - half beside her. He was curious to see - and hear - what this intruder had to say about this much undesired interruption. He stayed silent as his mate along with other warriors reprimanded the odd cat, not forgetting to throw him an hostile, annoyed glance.
Stormpaw sighed as the rain kept faling the annoyance filled him deeply
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Peachpaw and CInderpaw are enjoying the rain
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Ashclaw watched the gathering
Littlepaw bounced around excited her first gather
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Scalepaw groaned as a little growl escaped him*rain rain can it get worse! appearantly it can oh just wonderful THANK YOU STARCLAN!!!! FOR MAKING MY LIFE HARD TO UNDERSTAND!!!* he thought wanting to lash the words out loudly but instead kept it inside of him
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One by one, the clans and their leaders arrived, the leader of the guppies seemed to be in an extra foul mood today. She wonders who put thorns in his bedding. He was not hiding his reluctance in being here in the slightest. The bunnies were next, their leader looked like the slight breeze would blow her away. It was a shock to see that Twilightstar managed to remain on the stone with all the shaking she was doing. Of course, the rodents were the last to arrive, and Sparrowstar ended up with a seat near Twiightstar for this meeting. Dawnstar watched the two other she-cats with a touch of curiosity in her eyes before her attention was stolen away.
There was a commotion coming from below, the Shadow Queen watched as multiple cats from different clans came to surround one stranger. A lying stranger, Dawnstar didn't get why the cat was still alive after being caught lying and being told to leave. As Mirehound took it upon herself to attack the she-cat, pinning the outsider, Dawnstar sighed. It's been a while since an outsider had the audacity to show their face in a gathering.
The massive she-cat stood and gradually leap off the seastones, quietly making her way over to the group of cats. She didn't know what sort of gag ThunderClan had going on, but it seemed to her that Mirehound was the cat who acted appropriately with a strange outsider, trespassing at a clan gathering. "Mirehound, let her up." Dawnstar huffed, rolling her broad shoulders while ignoring the rest of the mousebrains who were acting like this was some sort of joke.
"You," The monstrous-sized she-cat growled eyeing the outsider like she was a tick that needed to be removed from her pelt. "Run now or I'm going to kill you and toss your body into the sea to feed the fish, I will not repeat myself" Dawnstar told the outsider in a bored tone. The imposing Queen was granting this nobody quite the mercy since Mirehound had already told her to leave and she continue to remain, rambling while she was at it, Dawnstar had every right to just straight up end the outsider.
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The dark tom's eyes shifted nearly imperceptibly towards Ivysnake as she joined him in the usual medicine cat meeting place, giving a small dip of his head in acknowledgement. She apologized for her tardiness but it didn't feel a concern to Elmshadow. His view had begun to shift on that matter; as a warrior he'd valued punctuality, especially at a gathering where all of the other clans would be looking on, and he found he still held some regard to that for leaders and deputies, but medicine cats often had other more pressing duties than exchanging information. He still found it rather tactless for any cat to be habitually late or to not show up at all, barring certain circumstances, but Ivysnake drifting slightly behind himself was of no concern so long as she'd be using her time wisely otherwise.
Riverclan was already present and he watched idly as Windclan then finally Thunderclan moved out onto the beach. Still he and Ivysnake remained the only medicine cats present. Quite honestly, he would be happy enough if it remained that way. The other medicine cats tended to seek a certain friendliness that Elmshadow had no interest in but didn't generally talk enough to give him anything useful to bring back to Shadowclan, so the idea of watching the gathering with only himself and Ivysnake felt like a fine enough outcome. No sooner had he formed the thought than Gingerfrost walked up to them. He shifted his paws to turn to face the Riverclan deputy. It was off for a deputy to join them as their usual place was beneath the leaders. Then he noticed the kit behind him and his green eyes blazed. What is going on here? Before he could confront the two, the slate-colored kit spoke up. Stonepaw, so a new apprentice. His eyes followed the stone as Stonepaw slid it closer to him, saying something about having brought them some things. The questions only mounted. What is the deputy doing bringing a new apprentice up to the medicine cats? His thoughts faltered for a moment as he heard 'Ivysheep'. He glanced at the medicine cat apprentice before looking back to the young apprentice then up to Gingerfrost, ignoring Stonepaw's gifts and greeting, "What is this?Why are you bringing an apprentice to us and not Fawnlight?"
His attention was momentarily distracted as the cats in the gathering began to stifle their conversations and the focus was pointed in the direction of an outsider. Elmshadow's hackles prickled but Mirehound leapt for the trespasser and Dawnstar had removed herself from her throne to address the situation so Elmshadow turned back to his inquiries over the strange actions of Gingerfrost and the young apprentice.
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THornclaw turned his head to the commotion, seeing dawnstar in front of a cat thornclaw got up" excuse me ashclaw" he said quietly as he made his over but kept a distance from it, his eyes shifting from dawnstar to frisk*what have you done loner! what ave you done!* he thought as he stopped moving and watched the cats, the brown tom went over to mirehound"Mirehound where did this rogue come from" he asked flicking his brown bushy tail
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He took in the ludicrous scene, expression only conveying judgemental pity.
What was this dunce trying to achieve? Was it death she was searching for? If so, she was about to be given her reward. Haven'gaze couldn't help bit feel sympathy for the loner. She had no idea what she had gotten herself into, and now her mistake would cost her life.
Sure she was told off on multiple occasions, and not to mention had lied about being a clan cat, but death seemed like a heavy toll compared to more heinous actions committed by others.
He heard Dawn'star approach, of course it was her to deal with this situation.. This confirmed his worries of certain death. Not unless the loner left. Please, leave. Just leave.
At this point he felt desperate to stop the needless blood shed, so in one last attempt at swaying the other feline, he got to his paws he turned to the intrusive molly, " This isn't worth your life... Just go home." He willed the loner solemnly. But deep down he knew it was to late. And her fate was clearer than ever.
Haven'gaze sat back, fur tingling across his spine. However much he wanted to help it was futile now. Gaze burning with indignation, all he could do was advert his eyes and wait for the tyrant Dawn'star to deal the final blow.
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Finding interest at gatherings tended to be easy enough. So many conversations and so many frog-brained warriors and apprentices, then of course the real interesting gatherings held some sort of defector or hothead or even an outsider. But this one was proving to be a frog-brain so far. She cocked her head as the Riverclan deputy walked over and she wondered briefly if he was going to say something to her for where she sat. But the real intrigue came when the tiny grey cat following him spoke up, greeting first Elmshadow then 'Ivysheep'. Cougarivy unsuccessfully attempted to stifle to giggle then turned to watch Ivysnake as she awaited her reaction to the likely unintentional misnaming. She didn't know the medicine cat apprentice to take such insults well though she also wasn't a totally unreasonable hot head like some others. Regardless, Cougarivy couldn't wait to see the she-cat's reaction to such a blunder by the young newcomer.
Cougarivy was so consumed in what was happening in front of her, she was deaf to the commotion starting out among the other cats until Dawnstar moved from her perch and moved easily through the gathered crowd. The small she-cat sat up, perking her ears to see over the other cats' heads as her blue eyes traced Dawnstar's path. Mirehound was pinning a strange outsider until Dawnstar called her off and warned the outsider to leave. A shiver ran up Cougarivy's spine, leaving a smile over her lips. Oh, it just keeps getting better! She kept her excitement tampered though as she didn't figure it'd go much further. Dawnstar was an intimidating presence, enough that even an outsider would have to be completely brain dead to ignore her orders.
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Mintpaw noticed the apprentice's confused gaze flickering over her for a moment, then clearing out like a cloud leaving its place to the sun to light the memory.
As he took a set beside her, she greeted him with a simple flick of ears and listened calmly to the chattering young tom.
Reassigned? That reminded her of her first mentor, Fawnleap, who had never brought her out even to take a look at their territory. Luckily, she had Slatestripe now. She was sure he would never leave her. He was family now.
She was going to reply when Sagepaw took word again, so that she didn't need to reply anymore. Mintpaw turned to look at the leaders. Both Pikestar and Dawnstar didn't seem in a good mood, but luckily things in Riverclan were good for now.
She turned her gaze to the neverending stretch of water. So many ripples where the water drops hit the water surface... It was truly beautiful.
She shivered for a moment as a sudden cold breeze hit her and almost made her lost her balance. "Uh, so cold tonight.." She commented with one eyes closed against the rain.
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Sit still? Never. Sagepaw was looking everywhere, but his eyes were drawn back to Mintpaw as she nearly toppled over. He laughed for a bit before playfully flicking the she-cat with his tail. "It really is, huh? I'd offer you my tail, but, uh, it's not gonna do much. Do you think the leaders will draw this out for long?" He asked curiously. Maybe Mintpaw would know; she knew Pikestar better. That, and Sagepaw had a suspicion the fish was smarter than he was. Well, no. Not smarter, per se, just better at deducing things. Maybe. The cat's green eyes drifted over to the sight of Dawnstar (huh?), another cat, and a cluster of more cats. Uh, okay? Strange, but that was just Dawnstar being her usual Shadow queen self. Best not to question anything. He looked back to Mintpaw, grinning once again. "Personally, I'd just call off the meetings if it were this cold. 'Cept for the fact that StarClan would be upset or something like that," he added, nodding to emphasize his point.
Stars above, strike him where he stood because the gentle giant could not fathom anything that brought more dread than this particular gathering. With the events of the Starcave still fresh on his minds, Cowtuft had debated staying home. Surely, it was understandable. How could he not wither into fragments with the stares he was sure to receive? He hadn't even spoken to Sundust, unsure of what the medicine cat's reaction would have been.
Nonetheless, here he was, standing in the entrance while rain pelted down onto his fluffy fur. His long and feathery pelt kept him with what warmth it could contain, in contrast to both Twilightstar and Fallownose who appeared to be suffering in the elements. Moreso Twilightstar and the medicine cat felt apologetic there was no way he could quite help. There was something positive to the shadows that lurked beneath Cowtuft's paws - he had Fawnlight. A molly with a beaming kindness that he felt grateful for. She could make this gathering a bit better, and knowing she was sure to be here (why would she not?) had given him the strength he needed to come here.
.. Unfortunately, Cowtuft had arrived just in the nick of time to see the chaos erupt. He couldn't quite make a lick of sense what was going on - he never was able to - but he had no doubt it would turn... ah, he casted a glance towards the twinkling sky. He pleaded with his ancestors for a brief moment to encourage this outsider to simply flee - not painting the Gathering with their crimson blood.
He ducked behind the scenes, making his way to the gathered medicine cats. Floppy ears were beginning to become soak and he gave a quick shake of his pelt before actually approaching them.
His pink nose twitched, not really able to make out any proper scents. There.. was someone with a smaller cat by their side who, who seemed to be talking? ... He.... he didn't hear Fawnlight's voice.
His eyebrows furrowed together, feeling aniexty beginning to kickstart in his heart like a roaring engine. (All these faces and he couldn't put a name to them, what was going on?) Swallowing his worries, Cowtuft took a seat slightly away from the medicine cats, still with a smile on his face - but it seemed less bright than usual.
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Lilyantler was one of the last cats from WindClan to arrive at the Gathering. He'd been hoping Moorpaw would come along with him, but her discomfort with water got the better of her and she opted to stay home, in the warm, dry dens.
He was disappointed he'd be alone, but he understood her preference, even if she wasn't a severe hydrophobic. He didn't exactly want her getting sick so soon after being given back by StarClan.
The first thing he noticed as he went to fi d somewhere to sit was a stupid, sinking rogue thinking they could just waltz in like they owned the place. Just one Gathering he'd like for there to be no drama. Please. Seriously. There hadn't been a drama free Gathering in..... 4 moons? 6?
They were all starting to blur together and he was becoming a bit tired if it, frankly.
Oh well, at least Dawnstar was always more than happy to make the interlopers disappear, even if in a normal day he'd wish for the molly to drop dead.
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