February Gathering

[Moon Lily]

@BILL. @Xeno @Delta

Irispaw glared briefly at the tom, fur prickling with annoyance. Who was he to tell her what to do with her responsibility?! To act like she was a kit!? Fox-heart., she thought angrily. She stamped her anger down, opting to place her chin high and act like she didn't care. She could do that. After all, arguing would just keep them here.

"Tallmarsh." She shot back at Thunderhowl. She despised the nickname he'd decided to give her mentor. She let the butterflies in her stomach settle as she followed the toms out of the clearing- her thoughts swimming with excitement. She'd never been to another camp before. Looking back at Thunderclan, she tried to look for Tallmarsh in the crowd, to no avail. Sighing, she continued to tramp after them.

[Freesia]

@Xeno @Moon Lily @BILL.
Tallmarsh’s ears pricked up at a nickname yelled across the clearing that sounded like her name. She turned to see Irispaw leaving with two other unfamiliar cats. Immediately, she made her way over. “Where do you think you’re going with my apprentice?” she snapped at the two toms. She noted that one of them smelled like herbs and WindClan, and the other reeked of ShadowClan. One of the medicine cats, perhaps? Whoever they were, she didn’t care. She was just concerned with Irispaw being swept off by strange cats from different Clans.

[Moon Lily]

@Xeno @Delta @BILL.

Irispaw turned in the direction of Tallmarsh's voice. She recognized the dark-furred she-cat and smiled, stepping forwards.
"Tallmarsh! I was looking for you!" She yelled happily. Tallmarsh was here! She could help! She could get the strange ginger cat under control! But in the midst of her fantasies, she realized not all of it was true. Thunderhowl certainly wouldn't let her. She turned to the tom, glancing up at him, to see how he'd react.

[pidgeon]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Icestar simply cast harsh glares at the cats who dared speak up against her, but didn't give them the satisfaction of a sharp response. Nothing really had changed since the last gathering. The same clans were at odds, cats were still bickering, the usual. She cast a scowl at Lionstar when he spun his tale about her deputy. Maybe part of it was true, but she believed that Beastspark had been entirely valid in what he did. That silvery weasel deserved to die. She remained un-intimidated by Twilightstar and her empty threats to reclaim her territory. WindClan wouldn't stand a chance against ShadowClan. She did, however, like the spirit of this new leader. She could respect her determination.

When the last leader finally finished their announcements, she saw no further reason to stay. She glanced to Thunderhowl, no doubt enacting the plan he'd mentioned to her, and gave him a nod.

"ShadowClan, we're going home now," She yowled into the clearing, leaping down from the stones. She had no interest in staying and chatting with the other leaders this time.

@BILL. @Undertaker @Moonraven @RedHead

[Vessel]

@Slushie

Sunsnow could feel his whole world crumbling beneath his paws. It all... shattered. Suddenly, the cavern in his heart that Buttercup had managed to fill was empty once more.

He doesn't want me. I'm an idiot for thinking anyone could.

The tom's eyes brimmed with tears that he could hardly hold back, and he let out a choked sob.

No, I have to hide it. Have to. I can't let anyone feel sorry for me, especially not him. What kind of warrior would I be then?

After a few moments of him sitting there, glassy-eyed, Sunsnow took a deep breath and said; "Yeah. We can still be friends, absolutely." Then he smiled again, but he knew that it would never be the same.

With that, the orange tom flicked his tail and led the way out of the clearing.

[Leucos]

getting up sootpaw head on back home.

[Pepperkins]

Originally Posted by Vessel

[CENTER]

Darkpaw's smile faltered a bit.

Me? Annoying? He couldn't really think that, right? I mean, he's probably jealous that he was born in stinky old Windclan and I Was born in the bestest clan of the forest!

His smiled returned one again, and he responded with; "The name's Darkpaw, and I'm from Thunderclan." The little tom leaned forward to tough his nose to Shrewpaw's.

Shrewpaw

He almost hissed as all his fur stood on end from the touch. He absolutely hated being touched and he especially didn't want to touch noses with this mangy cat from Thunderclan. He jumped back angrily, growling lowly as he forced his fur to lay flat again. Finally gaining his composure, he sat back down, a tail length away from the apprentice, Darkpaw it was. "Don't touch me," he hissed simply, ending it at that. He wasn't up for conversation, and this cat surely had ruined his mood now, "What makes you so proud to say your clan's name like that any ways, not like their any better than the rest of us."