September Gathering

[vellichor]

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[ Jayvines MaryTheCrow Undertaker marina thepirateking Fierce Roses Moonraven NinjaBloss ]

[Captain]

On silent pawsteps, the tall dark-furred clan leader made his way towards the beach. It was that time once again. The moon was full and shining bright in the sky, casting a brilliant glow onto the land and sea below. The RiverClan tomcat couldn’t bring himself to react though, his partial gaze fixed on the ground ahead of him and his ears rested flat against his head. If he had the choice, they wouldn’t be here right now. But they didn’t attend the last Gathering, or the one before that, so it would look bad on his part to not show up for this one. His eye and body frame held an immense amount of exhaustion to it. Everything about him screamed tired. Despite all of that though, Pikestar kept on walking forward.

Reaching the line between the grass and the sand, the oriental longhair would gently draw to a halt and turn his head, looking back at the ground of RiverClan cats behind him. He said nothing once again, but gave them all a look that clearly meant ‘behave yourselves’. Pikestar didn’t have the strength or the patience to deal with foolish actions right now. And considering the recent turn of events in his life, the once kind-hearted feline wasn’t too keen on being as merciful and understanding. They were the first ones arriving tonight and this would be their first appearance before the clans without Skystar. He uttered a low sigh before turning away, continuing onwards with a flick of his tail. A gesture to follow.

Pikestar briskly approached the Seastones and hopped up onto the rocks, taking his place and sitting down. He would wrap his bushy tail around his paws before surveying the open area in front of him that would soon be filled with cats from all four clans. This should be an exciting thing for Pikestar. It was his first Gathering as leader, so he should be grinning ear to ear, yeah? That thought nearly made him huff, but he kept his mouth shut. His eye would flicker up to the stars, peering around and wondering which cats were watching him.


RIVERCLAN HAS ARRIVED.

[SplashyLumi]

Koipool quickly followed after her leader, her fur bouncing as she walked.

[xavier.]

| Specklepaw |
| They/He |
| A sleek black cat with one white paw and a white speckled tail; Yellow eyes |

~ Specklepaw followed along with the rest of the Clan. This would be the apprentices first gathering. Once they reached the destination the black cat watched Pikestar for a second before going to find somewhere to sit. ~

| [Open] |

[~Fierce~]

~Slatewhisker~
Slatewhisker walked just a few pawsteps behind Pikestar, looking straight ahead. She was trying her best to stay calm but with her mind, it was difficult to not focus on something, especially when she was trying very hard. Right now, she focused on her breathing, in out, in out, and counting her pawsteps, but that never worked. Her mind always strayed to the things she didn't want to think about. So that meant she was thinking of her nervousness. This was to be her first gathering as deputy. She would be put in a new perspective to the other clans. She would be meeting the other deputies as well. That was something to look forward to.

She stopped when Pikestar did and she looked at him with curious eyes. What was he thinking? She often found herself thinking this, especially when his gaze and posture gave way to something that weren't put into words. She shook her head to attempt to clear it, but she knew it wouldn't work. It would just keep running and running, thinking of so many things at one time. God did she wish she could take a break once in a while.

Slatewhisker was about to follow Pikestar so she could accompany the leader before she sat down in her new spot when a thought was brought to her perspective. She had been thinking of this before they left camp but of course she had forgotten it in the midst of other thoughts. She turned quickly to her clanmates who hadn't yet gone to sit down and she lifted her head to look at them all. "Riverclan! Make sure to not cause chaos. I know we've been through a lot since the last time we attended a Gathering but that doesn't mean that we've forgotten common courtesy. Relax, mingle and talk, but make sure to try and make this a fun experience." She looked at everyone before padding away to where the deputies sat.

She picked a random spot and sat down, curling her tail over her paws. She couldn't remember how big the other deputies were but she was fairly big herself so she hoped she didn't come off as intimidating at first sight. She waited nervously for the other clans to arrive and a new thought popped up. She hoped she hadn't taken another deputy's spot. While she was sure there wasn't assigned places, perhaps one of them liked where she was sitting and be ticked off with her. No matter, she would simply move if asked.

[MockingRabbit]

Troutstone followed his leader and sat. He nodded at Slatewhiskers orders to show that he had heard and would obey.

[puppeteer]

Pondwhisker, not far behind his adoptive child, would nod to his leader and deputy. He licked his graying maw and sat close to Specklepaw. "Are you excited?" He meowed quietly to the black and white cat. He watched their expression with a soft smile.

{ The Vast }

[stardust.]

> Pebblefoot < She/they/he

Pebblefoot followed his leader, they weren't really looking forward to tonight, because lots of things had happened recently and Pebbblefoot didn't wanna deal with everything. She looked around, searching for Flintfang, but Flintfang wasn't at the Seastones yet. He hoped that everything would be settled in the coming moons, because if not, things would be so much different. As Pebblefoot looked around, they heard Slatewhisker's call, Pebblefoot nodded her head at Slatewhisker. The new RiverClan deputy was doing a very good job so far. And the clan in general was doing better than just a few moons ago, when they kidnapped an apprentice even though the clan didn't want to.

> Rootstripe < He/him

Rootstripe padded along, following Pikestar as the moon shined bright. This gathering would hopefully be better than the last few gatherings. There was likely going to be some chaos as usual, but not as much as there used to be. Their Fox-hearted old leader Skystar was going to pay for what he did to RiverClan. That cat was not a great cat. As he dashed over to the Seastones, he noticed that a lot of his classmates weren't dashing to the Seastones. But he was a good cat, so he got to dash whenever he can. Rootstripe loved the seastones so much. He got to talk to a bunch of other cats from the other clans! And it was so awesome, it always felt unreal! He also nodded to Slatewhisker, speaking: "Don't worry, I won't"

(Both open!)

[Estelle]

A bit tired but awake, Gingerfrost made his way over the familiar trail to the gathering. He had managed to be within the first few, noting that his usual spot would be easier to reach with less cats in the way, even if it demanded a bit more activeness in terms of leaving camp. He wasn't quite surprised, but noted that for the first time in a while - that he recalled - RiverClan was the first to arrive at the gathering. Much like under previous leadership, before everything went downhill after Sootflare. Or during. The shield fluffed up his fur against the colder air, easily finding and seating himself within his usual central spot, with near perfect outlook on the leaders as his mentor had found and hoped, despite her lack of sight. Granted it depended on who sat infront of him, but it was a habit. Speaking off, where was Littlepaw? The tom recalled his much earlier decision of keeping an eye on her during this gathering. A bit unwilling but paying no mind to that, he got up (not actually leaving his spot unless necessary) and glanced around the arriving cats until he spotted the older apprentice. Resting his lazy gaze on her, Gingerfrost waved his tail for her to come sit by him - or near, at least. Just close enough to be within earshot over the loudness of all the clans combined.


[ SpiritedWarrior ]

[occultation]

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Slatestripe padded into the open area before the Seastones, keeping pace with his Clanmates. His muscles rippled under his pelt, ready to spring to his Clan’s defense if some other Clan caused trouble. The other leaders had better be fair to their new leader. He was doing the best he could to pull them all together after Skystar’s disastrous leadership.

He looked around for some cat to sit near. He wasn’t too keen on interacting with cats from other Clans. He didn’t care much for having friends outside of his own Clan. He thought it asinine.

He caught site of Rootstripe and decided to approach him. “Excited for this Gathering?” he questioned.

( .Stardust. )

[Moonraven]

It felt like eons since come here. She had gotten used to stepping upon the sand once every moon that being gone for a few moons made returning her feel a little off for her. Twilightstar entered the beach, pausing as her paws touched the grains, and glanced at the only other clan currently here. It was the fishy scented RiverClanners, she could deal with that. Anything was better than Dawnstar and ShadowClan in her opinion. The she-cat glanced over her shoulder at her clanmates, curiously before she began to make the walk to the seastones.

Her green eye swiftly located the other one-eyed leader already on the rocks. Snowleap? Did RiverClan really already lose Skystar? She supposed she should not be shocked, the way the other two clans went through leaders has become habitual to Twilightstar, although she'd admit that ThunderClan was a bit worst than RiverClan. In one smooth motion, Twilightstar joined the gray tom atop the stone and took a seat in her usual place. She offered Snowleap... or whatever it was his name was now, a light dip of her head in greeting but didn't bother starting up a conversation. She was affable, but still maintained an almost regal iciness. There was no need to make enemies yet they were no longer allies either.

The lilac feline wrapped her tail around her paws and looked out at her clanmates as she watched them mingle. Twilightstar wasn't particularly certain how they'd react with RiverClan, she'd like to assume that be anything but hostile. However, it didn't hurt to keep an eye on them. Twilightstar had kept her word, staying out of ThunderClan and RiverClan's affairs, but kidnapping an apprentice was enough to put anyone on guard. It would take a little for Twilightstar to let that go. She was hoping this gathering when along quickly and quietly. She wanted to hear how the other clans were faring and then head home preferably without drama... at least from WindClan.

WINDCLAN HAS ARRIVED

[stardust.]

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Slatestripe padded into the open area before the Seastones, keeping pace with his Clanmates. His muscles rippled under his pelt, ready to spring to his Clan’s defense if some other Clan caused trouble. The other leaders had better be fair to their new leader. He was doing the best he could to pull them all together after Skystar’s disastrous leadership.

He looked around for some cat to sit near. He wasn’t too keen on interacting with cats from other Clans. He didn’t care much for having friends outside of his own Clan. He thought it asinine.

He caught site of Rootstripe and decided to approach him. “Excited for this Gathering?” he questioned.

( .Stardust. )
Rootstripe noticed a cat looking at him, it was Slatestripe, one of his classmates. Rootstripe padded over to Slatestripe, with an answer of: "Yes, but it's just been tough, losing our leaders so fast. And Skystar was crowfood!" He told Slatestripe, they would be better suited under Pikestar, but Pikestar just needed to hold it together. "I'm actually not excited, HA! Just joking!" Rootstripe laughed. Of course he was excited for the gathering, "Of course I'm excited! You know that!" Rootstripe wanted to dash away to a different place. But it was just too exciting to really handle. Rootstripe just loved gatherings! They were just way too cool to hate.

[sol.]

- Lilycreek | She / They | RiverClan -

( SplashyLumi )


The orange and white molly followed her leader, keeping an eye on him. Normally, she would have been all smiles during a gathering, exchanging polite greetings and kind words, but she now felt it was a chore. With her son gone, and Pikestar seeming always to be on the verge of collapse, she felt a wave of protectiveness for her leader.

She sidled up to Koipool. "I'm rather anxious for this gathering to begin." She eyed the WindClan leader, uneasy.. It seemed RiverClan had earned themselves a rather nasty position. They had fought with ThunderClan over Firefly Cove, and now WindClan turned they're back on them. And Dawnstar was out of the question.

[stag]

| Fawnleap |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•
| Demigirl,She/They |
| Active Riverclan Warrior | A Cat with a Brown Base with a deeper brown Overcoat,White paws and muzzle and a dapple on her chest. They have reddish brown accents on their forearms and under tail with Yellow eyes. |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

The Shecat trotted onto the beach,Tail lightly lashing. Fawnleap had managed to leave earlier than her girlfriend. Herfreaking,amazing,outstanding,wonderful,and mainly Beautiful Girlfriend.Fawnleap could listen to Wolfsong for hours, The shecat stepped into the beach lightly,Waiting for Wolfsong to arrive so They could follow the fellow Shecat around,perhaps interact with Wolfsong’s friends (which she doubted there were none.Who wouldn’t want to be friends with such a amazing cat.)
Fawnleap felt her heart skip a small beat at the sight of the Grey shecat,She softly padded towards her and walked along the cat. Sticking to her like glue,Debating even talking to any of her own friends this time. Fawnleap couldn’t even speak aloud,trying to find the words to describe Wolfsong. “You look…..I-…Um…Gorgeous absolutely stunning in this lighting,Not that you aren’t always,the moonlight just looks so beautiful on your pelt.” They spoke slight nervously,Fawnleap didn’t even know why she was so nervous,they had just started dating,it was no big deal.
They just brushed it aside,Forcing all of the positive things back in their mind,avoiding trying to bring up how much Wolfsong had lost,She didn’t need to remind the Shecat of that,not tonight at least.
{} RiztheHuntress Here’s you Sappy Fawn Lmao {}

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Riverclan ocs [below]
peachpaw looked around" WOW!! Im so Excited this is my irst gathering i wonder what its like!" she said as they arrive she sat down and looked around

splashstripe followed the clan and as they arrive he sat down

Echoblue listened to pawsteps making sure she doesn't bump into anyone she followed then sitting down

swiftflight followed and sat down


Windclan Ocs [below]

Ashclaw followed the clan been so long since they came here for the gathering he sat down

lilypaw followed looking around not much change but maybe the leaders have, the leaders look different except twilightstar

Scalepaw followed silently




[All open]

[Rizo]

~Wolfsong of Riverclan | Evermore~

Pausing for a moment before stepping onto the sand, the silver tabby felt her pelt flush warm at Fawnleap's words. Shoving down the spark of guilt that lit up in her chest, Wolfsong's icy blue eyes flashed towards the stars for a moment before resting on the mahogany pelted she-cat she was lucky enough to have as a girlfriend.
I got lucky you were there to rescue me.
Flashing a small smile, Wolfsong brushed up against the other warrior, a little chuckle coming from her.
"You're one to talk, your pelt is glistening in the light off the water," she purred, eyes sparkling light the starlight off the crests of the waves. Looking ahead through the reeds sheepishly, she took a deep breath to steady herself.
"Shall we?"

~Moonfrost of Riverclan | Open~

Padding along behind Pikestar and Slatewhisker, the dark tabby couldn't help but notice how her friend's shoulders slumped in exhaustion. After everything he had gone through, it was no wonder he was showing signs of the stress. Making her way to pad level with the dark furred leader for a moment, she gave a sympathetic blink.
I'm here for you, my friend.
As the cats began to spread out, she chose a spot closer to the Seastones, where she could provide a supportive presence.

~Hawkblaze of Windclan | Open~

Stifling a yawn, the stocky tom lumbered after his leader. He wasn't entirely sure why he had decided to come this time, it's not like he enjoyed the chaos of Gatherings. Although he was intrigued when he noticed that a dark furred longhair was leading Riverclan instead of the golden furred tabby he had seen previously. Maybe this would be interesting. Choosing a spot off to the side of the crowd, Hawkblaze planted his haunches in the sand and lazily began grooming the silt out of his pawpads.

[occultation]

Rootstripe noticed a cat looking at him, it was Slatestripe, one of his classmates. Rootstripe padded over to Slatestripe, with an answer of: "Yes, but it's just been tough, losing our leaders so fast. And Skystar was crowfood!" He told Slatestripe, they would be better suited under Pikestar, but Pikestar just needed to hold it together. "I'm actually not excited, HA! Just joking!" Rootstripe laughed. Of course he was excited for the gathering, "Of course I'm excited! You know that!" Rootstripe wanted to dash away to a different place. But it was just too exciting to really handle. Rootstripe just loved gatherings! They were just way too cool to hate.

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Slatestripe just shook his head at the young cat’s intense enthusiasm, although his eyes still shone. Rootstripe was acting like an apprentice at their first Gathering! Slatestripe supposed that was alright, given that most of RiverClan seemed somewhat apprehensive.

“I agree that Skystar was a terrible leader,” he meowed. “I truly think RiverClan will be better off without that cat. I’m just glad StarClan still awarded our new leader his nine lives.”

He looked up as Twilightstar bounded up to join RiverClan’s leader. Slatestripe narrowed his eyes, noticing that WindClan’s leader seemed a tad frosty toward RiverClan’s. “I wonder how many lives Twilightstar has left,” he mused to Rootstripe. “She’s been leader for two season-cycles now, I believe.”

[sock]

Rainglow looked around anxiously. Maybe he would make a friend... not very likely. The grey tom sat in the corner somewhere, hoping not to draw too much attention to himself. [open]

[stag]

| Fawnleap |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•
| Demigirl,She/They |
| Active Riverclan Warrior | A Cat with a Brown Base with a deeper brown Overcoat,White paws and muzzle and a dapple on her chest. They have reddish brown accents on their forearms and under tail with Yellow eyes. |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

As Wolfsong chuckled (a sound she knew would never grow old,it was beautiful) Fawnleap felt like her heart was going to beat out of their chest. “You’re One To Talk.,Okay Miss Beautiful,and We Shall.” Fawnleap lightly giggled as they spoke playfully. Their White paws left slight indents in the sand that would soon be overrun by other cats very own paw prints. Fawnleap remained close to the grey shecat.
Never losing sight of her in this crowd,Wolfsong was far too beautiful to be forgotten in a growing crowd of cats. The demigirl trotted forwards, sitting next to wherever Wolfsong had found them a spot among their fellow clan cats. “Good lord,You’re so pretty.” The demigirl slammed her paw to her mouth. Shoot.....umm. Fawnleap wrapped their tail around Wolfsongs own,Hopefully giving a slight sense of comfort to her girlfriend. Fawnleap was praying that everything went smooth this time around. Wolfsong didn’t need anymore stress,she was already going through enough,so much that Fawnleap could only think of.

{} RiztheHuntress {}

[xavier.]

| Specklepaw |
| They/He |
| A sleek black cat with one white paw and a white speckled tail; Yellow eyes |

~ Specklepaw looked over at Slatewhisker and sat up straight wanting to be on their best behavior. Specklepaws ear flicked when he saw their adoptive father and gave him a smile.

"Yeah! I can't wait for it to start!"

The apprentice said before looking around at the windclan Cats that were beginning to arrive. ~

| Cloudy day |

[stardust.]

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Slatestripe just shook his head at the young cat’s intense enthusiasm, although his eyes still shone. Rootstripe was acting like an apprentice at their first Gathering! Slatestripe supposed that was alright, given that most of RiverClan seemed somewhat apprehensive.

“I agree that Skystar was a terrible leader,” he meowed. “I truly think RiverClan will be better off without that cat. I’m just glad StarClan still awarded our new leader his nine lives.”

He looked up as Twilightstar bounded up to join RiverClan’s leader. Slatestripe narrowed his eyes, noticing that WindClan’s leader seemed a tad frosty toward RiverClan’s. “I wonder how many lives Twilightstar has left,” he mused to Rootstripe. “She’s been leader for two season-cycles now, I believe.”
Rootstripe noticed that Slatestripe was being quite nice to him, Rootstripe was happy, because cats needed to be nice in order to be good. Slatestripe wondered how many lives Twilightstar had left, Rootstripe responded with: "Maybe 2 or 1, I'm not sure. I'm going to go now, see you later Slatestripe!"

> Pebblefoot She/they/he <

Pebblefoot padded over to a nice looking cat that seemed to be from WindClan. Pebblefoot had never seen this cat before, but they looked nice. She told the cat: "Hello, my name is Pebblefoot, I'm from RiverClan" They spoke to the cat.

RiztheHuntress (For Hawkblaze)

[occultation]

Rootstripe noticed that Slatestripe was being quite nice to him, Rootstripe was happy, because cats needed to be nice in order to be good. Slatestripe wondered how many lives Twilightstar had left, Rootstripe responded with: "Maybe 2 or 1, I'm not sure. I'm going to go now, see you later Slatestripe!"

> Pebblefoot She/they/he <

Pebblefoot padded over to a nice looking cat that seemed to be from WindClan. Pebblefoot had never seen this cat before, but they looked nice. She told the cat: "Hello, my name is Pebblefoot, I'm from RiverClan" They spoke to the cat.

RiztheHuntress (For Hawkblaze)

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Before Slatestripe could answer, the other cat bounded off. Slatestripe chuckled softly. Some cats truly had more energy than they knew what to do with. He thought to himself about the possibility that Twilighstar only had one or two lives left. Perhaps they’d be greeting Fallowstar at the next Gathering.

[Rose]

Flintfang

“Surpise.” The silver-furred tom murmured in greeting as he moved into place beside his best friend, Pebblefoot. His appearance was rather abrupt, and Flintfang hoped he hadn’t scared Pebblefoot. Blinking, the swift-legged feline raised his head, scanning the gathered crowd through hopeful sage green eyes. But alas, only WindClan had arrived, and save for them, no other Clans were here.

With a quiet, almost inaudible sigh, Flintfang sat down, curling his tail neatly around his paws to wait. He didn’t care for talking to any other Clan cats, unless it was a ShadowClanner. And by ShadowClanner, Flintfang was referring to a very specific feline. Raccoonpelt.

Shaking his head, he turned back to Pebblefoot, the ever-present sparkle of amusement glinting in his eyes. “How are we today, oh high and mighty Pebblefoot?” The tom-cat teased lightly, reverting back to his usual theatrics.

[ .Stardust. - Pebblefoot / The Vast - Raccoonpelt Mention ]

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Rosepaw
(Open For Interaction :heartbounce:)

Rosepaw slunk in after her Clan, wide, sapphire eyes scanning the clearing with no small amount of awe. She’d never seen so many cats, and one quick glance at the Leader’s perches told her that this was only two Clans gathered here for now. Tilting her head to the side, Rosepaw wondered how full the place would be with all four Clans in attendance. That thought alone also alerted her to the fact that if she didn’t find a place to sit soon, all the preferable spots would be taken. So with a quick sweep of the clearing, Rosepaw hesitated and began straying in a random direction, trying not to stare at any cat that caught her interest. She felt both excited and pathetic. Excited because this was the first Gathering she'd ever attended, and pathetic because everyone was going to witness her spending this time alone. Unless she found some way to weasel herself into an apprentice group, which would be very unlikely, since Rosepaw disliked bothering others, as she called it.

[Fawnhearted]

Seedheart
She/They
47 Moons

—

[ Obviously, feel free to not interact with this Moon, because you'll obviously be busy, but like I messaged (sorry if that got lost- like I said I know you're super busy) that it would be hilarious to me if they made
eye contact! :heartbounce: Moonraven :heartbounce: ]

So, this was her first gathering since death? Seedheart felt oddly anxious about how may cats were here, especially how many had been former clanmates. Oh Stars! Her former clanmates! Had Windclan arrived? Did that mean,,

The molly tried her best to peer around the large amount of cats, trying not to make it apparent that she was seeking out a specific lilac furred cat,,

[Open to Windclanners (would not recognize her if they're young, she hasn't been in WC for 7-ish moons??]

[~Fierce~]

~Midnightpaw~
Midnightpaw padded towards Seastones, her gaze directed somewhat to the ground. She wasn't in the mood to go to the Gathering but she decided that it would be good to socialize. She felt the ground change to sand and she looked up, the fish scent having had invaded her a while ago. She was sure her mother would mention about the break in the truce this night but in particular, she was interested in the gray cat that was sitting in the deputy spot. Who was that?

She shrugged before looking around, her amber gaze for some reason stopping at a particular cat who was also looking around. Curious, she slowly padded over to the cat. They looked sort of familiar but she couldn't place them. "Looking for someone?" She meowed, her voice somewhat quiet as she reached them.
[Midnight doesn't look like Twi so Seed wouldn't feel the need to place her as Twi's daughter]
:heartbounce: Fawnhearted :heartbounce:

[poppy]

Birdpaw was quite proud of herself as she entered the Seastones. Considering how her past three gatherings had ended in her life being threatened, her watching two cats be murdered, and her bleeding from an attack form a thunderclanner, she was being very bold to assume that nothing bad would happen to her this gathering. But she wanted to give Gatherings one last chance. And maybe she would see Softpaw, that nice apprentice she had met a couple gatherings ago. Yes, maybe this would be okay.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Snowypaw
WindClan

Massive, clumsy paws kicked up sand as the large apprentice followed the rest of WindClan, keeping to the back of the group. Snowypaw could feel his shoulders tense up with nervousness. He had only been an apprentice for a moon and was just now attending his first gathering. He felt he should be excited, but anxiety was really all he could muster. Gatherings felt like the time to show the best of yourself, make sure you made a good representation of your clan. Snowypaw was fairly certain he was as far from being able to show himself in even a half decent light as he was from the stars above.

Turning big blue eyes at the sky, he focused on the moon, hoping to relax himself. After all, there was one reason to be excited for the gathering, if all else failed. He might get to meet up with Flamepaw again! His first and only meeting with the ThunderClan apprentice had been cut woefully short at the ThunderClan border, and he really didn't know anything about the apprentice, but he had connected with her better than he had almost any other apprentice from WindClan to this date.

This thought made the gentle giant scoff. He had no one but himself to blame for that, really. Maybe if he had more to offer other cats than just awkward silences and his oafish lack of finesse that would not be the case. One mismatched ear twitched at this thought. Come to think of it... maybe he had misread his meeting with Flamepaw. Maybe he had not made as good an impression on her as she had on him. No... scratch that. He had most certainly not made as good an impression on her as she had on him. And if so, there was every possibility that she wouldn't even remember him, let alone look forward to seeing him again. Maybe it would simply be best if he kept to himself and did not bother her if he did get to see her...

Scenting the air as WindClan mingled with the cats already gathered there, Snowypaw realized there was really nothing to worry about yet, regardless. Judging by the smells, it was only RiverClan and WindClan here. Still, this pause was all the young tom needed to feel the small glimmer of excitement he had hung on to for so long fade away. A small, disappointed sigh escaping him, Snowypaw decided the best he could do for WindClan was to stay quiet and well out of the way. Yes. That would no doubt be best. Feeling his shoulders relax as he came to this conclusion, the patched apprentice slowly settled down by the edge of the clearing, sitting comfortably as he kept a now calmer eye on the amalgamation of cats before him.

[Fawnhearted]

Seedheart
She/They
47 Moons

—

[ Seed was actually there the night/day they were born funnily enough, but wouldn't recognize the TwiBabs cause of how long it's been Fierce Roses ]

Seedheart had been so caught up in looking for the Windclan leader that she had barely noticed the younger cat that approached her. She looked vaguely familiar to the tortoiseshell, but was unable to place a name, nor a memory.

The apprentice did smell of Windclan though, so she imagined that the little one had been a kit when Seedheart lived in Windclan. This was the first Windclanner to approach Seedheart, but she figured that they may be easier to talk to over a cat that could recognize them. Twiligtstar wouldn't be going anywhere, and the molly was busy with the other leaders.

"Ah sorry, just looking for an old friend", Seedheart meowed. They could feel the heat from under their fur and didn't want to imagine if their face showed how embarrassed they we're. They gave their fur a few nervous licks (OOC Moment; how has she not developed a bald spot with the amount of times I've had her do that!?!?!) before returning their heterochromic gaze onto her.

"You're from Windclan right? My name is Seedheart, what's yours?"

[ Note : Seedheart isn't really thinking as a RC cat yet and if Midnight was like "I can't talk to u, ur an enemy cat" or something she'd genuinely be so confused. I'd also love it if she didn't find out Midnight was a TwiBab immediately XD ]

[vellichor]

// birdie

beansprout

the siamese stuck closely to his kit, making sure to avoid losing her in the ever growing crowd of cats. repeatedly, he would look down just to make sure fawnpaw's familiar brown pelt was still there. beansprout didn't feel safe leaving her to be on her own, especially since she had to sit by all the medicine cats at her first gathering! well, if fawnpaw told him to go, he would, of course. but otherwise, he was sticking to her side like a stubborn burr.

[Ian]

Fallownose followed along silently behind Twilightstar as she led WindClan to the sandy beach where the Clans gathered every moon. Or at least it was usually every moon, though there had been no Gatherings the past two. The tall tom wouldn't be surprised if there was chaos because every Clan had much news to share, some good and some bad. The announcement that WindClan was breaking the alliance with RiverClan worried him most, especially since it was hard to predict how Skystar would react.

The scent of RiverClan drifted across the WindClan deputy's tongue as the group of cats padded onto the shore. A glance at the Seastone showed Twilightstar making her way up to sit beside Sky- no. It was... Snowleap? Had RiverClan really lost another leader so soon, or was Snowleap only filling in? The presence of a large dark gray she-cat on the stone where the deputies sat told Fallownose that Snowleap must indeed be the leader of RiverClan now. Was ThunderClan going to walk in next with Sparrowflight jumping onto the Seastone and a new deputy instead of Cinderstar?

Fallownose already felt a headache forming as he made his way over to where the RiverClan deputy was sitting. His long legs allowed him to leap onto the stone easily, and he gave a nod of greeting to the molly as he sat. "Greetings," he said simply, eyes scanning over the crowd of cats as the two Clans began to mingle. It felt weird to be the most senior deputy, though he had held the position for nearly six moons. Hopefully, these ones would last longer and not become leaders too quickly. Inexperience never led to good things, though hopefully, Snowleap would manage to pull through.

Fierce Roses

[Pitou]

**Toadpounce of Windclan**
[OPEN]

The thin spotted tom padded in behind his leader on uneven steps. The trek to the open beach was more difficult than he remembered it being in moons passed. The dog attack that had left him with a gimpy shoulder and their former deputy dead seemed so long ago yet he was still feeling the pain with every step. Then it was only exacerbated by the badger attack as he was assessing his former apprentice. A heavy pit had settled in the once buoyant, eccentric tom. He could think of few fatal or near fatal attacks in his lifetime and he had now been apart of two of the recent ones. It was difficult to not draw the conclusion that he had been a common denominator and thus could he really continue believing the attacks had nothing to do with him personally? Was Starclan angry wi the him for failing his family? He didn’t know where his parents or mate were, as well as most of his kits, and Cobwebpaw…Cobwebpaw… Where he’d normally shake away the thoughts, now he let himself ruminate in them, if he could even shake himself free of them if he tried. Slowing to the back of the group as they approached, Toadpounce made his way out onto the sandy shore then picked a nearby open spot to gingerly lay himself down and prepare for the gathering.

[SpiritedWarrior]

A bit tired but awake, Gingerfrost made his way over the familiar trail to the gathering. He had managed to be within the first few, noting that his usual spot would be easier to reach with less cats in the way, even if it demanded a bit more activeness in terms of leaving camp. He wasn't quite surprised, but noted that for the first time in a while - that he recalled - RiverClan was the first to arrive at the gathering. Much like under previous leadership, before everything went downhill after Sootflare. Or during. The shield fluffed up his fur against the colder air, easily finding and seating himself within his usual central spot, with near perfect outlook on the leaders as his mentor had found and hoped, despite her lack of sight. Granted it depended on who sat infront of him, but it was a habit. Speaking off, where was Littlepaw? The tom recalled his much earlier decision of keeping an eye on her during this gathering. A bit unwilling but paying no mind to that, he got up (not actually leaving his spot unless necessary) and glanced around the arriving cats until he spotted the older apprentice. Resting his lazy gaze on her, Gingerfrost waved his tail for her to come sit by him - or near, at least. Just close enough to be within earshot over the loudness of all the clans combined.


[ SpiritedWarrior ]

Littlepaw glanced around nervously. The last time she had been here, she had given a Clan secret away and caused so much chaos it was unbearable. Would the other Clan leaders be skeptical? Judging? But she pushed that thought away with a slight hiss. It was rather unexpected and she shut herself up quickly before anyone else had heard. Luckily, no Clan had arrived yet so she wouldn't be facing any critical, judging, stares. But she was facing one stare. Gingerfrost. At his beckoning, Littlepaw quickly padded up to him and sat down to sit beside the familiar cat that had helped her (beside Slatestripe of course) gain her confidence.


It felt like eons since come here. She had gotten used to stepping upon the sand once every moon that being gone for a few moons made returning her feel a little off for her. Twilightstar entered the beach, pausing as her paws touched the grains, and glanced at the only other clan currently here. It was the fishy scented RiverClanners, she could deal with that. Anything was better than Dawnstar and ShadowClan in her opinion. The she-cat glanced over her shoulder at her clanmates, curiously before she began to make the walk to the seastones.

Her green eye swiftly located the other one-eyed leader already on the rocks. Snowleap? Did RiverClan really already lose Skystar? She supposed she should not be shocked, the way the other two clans went through leaders has become habitual to Twilightstar, although she'd admit that ThunderClan was a bit worst than RiverClan. In one smooth motion, Twilightstar joined the gray tom atop the stone and took a seat in her usual place. She offered Snowleap... or whatever it was his name was now, a light dip of her head in greeting but didn't bother starting up a conversation. She was affable, but still maintained an almost regal iciness. There was no need to make enemies yet they were no longer allies either.

The lilac feline wrapped her tail around her paws and looked out at her clanmates as she watched them mingle. Twilightstar wasn't particularly certain how they'd react with RiverClan, she'd like to assume that be anything but hostile. However, it didn't hurt to keep an eye on them. Twilightstar had kept her word, staying out of ThunderClan and RiverClan's affairs, but kidnapping an apprentice was enough to put anyone on guard. It would take a little for Twilightstar to let that go. She was hoping this gathering when along quickly and quietly. She wanted to hear how the other clans were faring and then head home preferably without drama... at least from WindClan.

WINDCLAN HAS ARRIVED

It was quite nervewracking, so many cats that he hasn't met in the same area of WndClan. In a place that was so unfamiliar to him and hopefully unfamiliar to his fellow apprentices ao they could share the experience together. It would be better, and hopefully he wouldn't feel like an outsider. Badgerpaw flicked his eyes across the approaching clearing, keeping himself close to Twilightstar in a sort of comfort, though it wasn't that much more comfortable when his mentor moved herby up to the stones above him.

Widening his green eyes, the tuxedo tom quickly stopped himself from climbing atop the rock alongside his leader. What was she doing on the giant rock anyway? Was that where the important cats of each Clan went? Most likely... the tom grumbled to himself. After only having two friends and three cats talking about him behind his back, anger gnawed its way into his mind and the only rational decision he could make at the moment was sit close to the rock, a fair distance away from his Clanmates but not enough to be rude.

[SplashyLumi]

- Lilycreek | She / They | RiverClan -

( SplashyLumi )


The orange and white molly followed her leader, keeping an eye on him. Normally, she would have been all smiles during a gathering, exchanging polite greetings and kind words, but she now felt it was a chore. With her son gone, and Pikestar seeming always to be on the verge of collapse, she felt a wave of protectiveness for her leader.

She sidled up to Koipool. "I'm rather anxious for this gathering to begin." She eyed the WindClan leader, uneasy.. It seemed RiverClan had earned themselves a rather nasty position. They had fought with ThunderClan over Firefly Cove, and now WindClan turned they're back on them. And Dawnstar was out of the question.
The splotched ginger and white molly quickly jumped out of surprise when being slid up to, not showing it though “Hello, Lilycreek. There's no need to be worried! It'll be fine, everything that happened in the past was Skystars doing.” Koipool returned the friendly smile she usually showed off, her yellow orbs quickly scanning back and forth to if anyone minded that she brought the name of an terrible leader in the conversation.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
Numb. That was what Fawnpaw felt as she followed the path towards Seastones. Worry for Pikestar gnawed at her stomach as her blue eyes flickered over to where he led the Clan at the head of the pack. It hadn't been long since... stars, she couldn't even think about it. It made her ears flatten and eyes turn to the ground. If she were to have any hope at making it through this gathering, she knew she couldn't think about the bodies. She just couldn't.

Thankfully the familiar scent of her dad washed over her in a comfort and Fawnpaw turned to smile at him. She was glad he was here on such an important night, not only because of the gathering but because she would be meeting the rest of the medicine cats. Hopefully they would be open to talking, or at least receptive of the gifts she had brought; three perfectly round shells. She would also introduce them to her dad, to whom she stepped closer to. A small touch of her nose to his shoulder before she stepped out onto the sandy shorelines.

They usually sat off to the side, right? Near the rocks. Taking a deep breath, Fawnpaw padded towards the area taking note that no one seemed to be gathered yet. WindClan had filed in after them, but there was no sign of Cowpaw yet. Taking a seat nearby, she dipped her head towards the WindClan deputy as she set her shells down. "Hello, Mr. Fallownose. I... I wanted to apologize for jumping onto the rocks at the last gathering. I do hope you can forgive me." It had been in the heat of the moment, defending her brother. But that didn't mean she wanted to be known as the cat who interrupted gatherings.

[ vellichor NinjaBloss ]

[sol.]

The splotched ginger and white molly quickly jumped out of surprise when being slid up to, not showing it though “Hello, Lilycreek. There's no need to be worried! It'll be fine, everything that happened in the past was Skystars doing.” Koipool returned the friendly smile she usually showed off, her yellow orbs quickly scanning back and forth to if anyone minded that she brought the name of an terrible leader in the conversation.


She shivered. Having one cat as your enemy was one thing; having all of the other leaders of the clans has quite another. She noticed Twilightstar had exchanged frosty greetings with Pikestar, and a part of her wanted to claw the look off her face in order to spare her friend, but another part of her beat it down, stamping it flat. She noticed Slatewhisker sitting at the base of the rocks, looking steady but a little nervous.

"And how gracious are the leaders willing to be? The damage is already done." It didn't seem plausible to her the leaders would forget everything Skystar had done.

[sock]

Rainglow watched the gathering and sighed. All these cats of different clans... talking to each other? He had never had a friend from a different clan... maybe now was the time to make one! eerrrrr perhaps he'd just look at rocks... the tom plopped himself down to study a few pebbles at his feet. They where quite beautiful.... [open]

[SplashyLumi]

She shivered. Having one cat as your enemy was one thing; having all of the other leaders of the clans has quite another. She noticed Twilightstar had exchanged frosty greetings with Pikestar, and a part of her wanted to claw the look off her face in order to spare her friend, but another part of her beat it down, stamping it flat. She noticed Slatewhisker sitting at the base of the rocks, looking steady but a little nervous.

"And how gracious are the leaders willing to be? The damage is already done." It didn't seem plausible to her the leaders would forget everything Skystar had done.
Koipool simply just sighed to Lilycreeks response “To tell you the truth, I have no clue how we'll get out of this situation and it's even concerning.”

[Willowfern]

Flashlight
__
Flashlight yawned, it was late for this. Sure, every Gathering was held at night, cats were semi-nocturnal, the lateness of the Gathering shouldn’t have been an issue for most cats. Heck, all cats. Of course, though, Flashlight was apparently not apart of all cats.
He sleepily followed behind Pikestar and Slatewhisker, slightly dragging his paws as he did so. This would be his first Gathering as a full Warrior of RiverClan, so anyone who had conversed with him before this Gathering (which was no-one) would have known him as Flashpaw. (Nobody) would certainly be surprised, wouldn’t they?
Flashlight yawned and plopped his butt down on some pebbles, hoping that their uncomfortable texture would keep him awake through the Gathering. Like, how embarrassing for him and RiverClan both if he fell asleep in the middle of his own leader’s announcement. Yeah, that would not be good, not at all.
It seemed like there was already a pretty big turnout even though there were only two clans present at the moment, he expected the number to grow. Maybe the noise of cats talking and moving around would keep him awake, yeah.
He yawned, this was going to be a long Gathering nonetheless.

[ Open ]

[puppeteer]

Pondwhisker
. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .
Large mottled tabby tom with a nub tail and green eyes

The tom purred at Specklepaw's words, before he turned to his sister, Cloudwillow, who he hadn't even seen walk to Seastones. "Well, well, there you are, mouse brain. What took you so long?" His voice was teasing and he flicked the dilutes ear gently with his paw. His sister had been sluggish and tired recently, and he hoped that she wasn't coming down with anything. He never noticed her in the warriors den at night this past moon, at least not often.

{ The Vast }

Cloudwillow
. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .
Small and fluffy lithe dilute calico she-cat with piercing yellow eyes

The molly had just made her way over to her brother and nephew, when her brother had already started to tease her. She felt his paw on her ear and she snorted before placing a paw on his greying maw. "Okay, old man. You're one to talk. I think Specklepaw and I are gonna go talk to WindClan cats and ditch you." She stretched her forelegs out and smirked, before sitting beside her family.

[Gay'Fluff]

Wolffeather sat by himself, gazing around at his clan and Riverclan. She made an annoyed noise, even if the Riverclan cats swam in water, it was filled with fish dirt. Couldn't be that clean. At least Windclan had nothing to get them dirty. He frowned at that. So instead of meeting with any cat, they sat alone and made their fur cleaner.

{Open, although might be rude}

[sock]

Wolffeather sat by himself, gazing around at his clan and Riverclan. She made an annoyed noise, even if the Riverclan cats swam in water, it was filled with fish dirt. Couldn't be that clean. At least Windclan had nothing to get them dirty. He frowned at that. So instead of meeting with any cat, they sat alone and made their fur cleaner.

{Open, although might be rude}
Rainglow watched a cat sit down alone. Alone like him. This might be the best chance he got to speak with a cat from another clan... Alright. Let's do this. He padded carefully over to the cat with an anxious look on his face. "Uh h-hullo, i-im R-rainglow..." The grey tom mewed, looking uncomfortably at his fidgeting paws.

[Gay'Fluff]

Rainglow watched a cat sit down alone. Alone like him. This might be the best chance he got to speak with a cat from another clan... Alright. Let's do this. He padded carefully over to the cat with an anxious look on his face. "Uh h-hullo, i-im R-rainglow..." The grey tom mewed, looking uncomfortably at his fidgeting paws.

". . ." She looked over at the tom coming towards him. /Great/. That's defientaly what they wanted. "... You don't glow." That was the first thing that came out of him, as well as an annoyed huff.

[sock]

". . ." She looked over at the tom coming towards him. /Great/. That's defientaly what they wanted. "... You don't glow." That was the first thing that came out of him, as well as an annoyed huff.
Rainglow flinched a bit. "W-well I don't u-underst-stand the name e-either..." this was not going as he had hoped... "Um... If you feel comfortably telling me... what may your name be?"

[shaae_26]

Killstone padded up to the gathering with Riverclan, and even though they were the first clan there, headed to the back of the island to listen to the gathering without socializing. He hoped no one would approach him.
(SOMEONE COME UP TO HIM AND FORCE HIM TO BE SOCIAL LMAO)

--

Hawknight padded up to the gathering calmly with his clan, Windclan. He saw Riverclan was already there and started to pad around looking for someone to chat with
(Open)

[Gay'Fluff]

Rainglow flinched a bit. "W-well I don't u-underst-stand the name e-either..." this was not going as he had hoped... "Um... If you feel comfortably telling me... what may your name be?"

"If you can stop stuttering. You sound like a kit whose barley learning to talk." They narrowed their eyes, eyeing the tom. Bet he couldn't fight well, he thought, smling to herself.

[sock]

"If you can stop stuttering. You sound like a kit whose barley learning to talk." They narrowed their eyes, eyeing the tom. Bet he couldn't fight well, he thought, smling to herself.
Rainglow looked back down at his paws. "Sorry..." Not a great first time meeting a WindClan cat... were they all like this? If only he had just stayed with his pebbles...

[Gay'Fluff]

Rainglow looked back down at his paws. "Sorry..." Not a great first time meeting a WindClan cat... were they all like this? If only he had just stayed with his pebbles...

He paused for a moment, licking his paw thoughtfully. "It's fine." They mumbled under their breath before watching Rainglow with her full attention. "Name's Wolffeather."

[sock]

He paused for a moment, licking his paw thoughtfully. "It's fine." They mumbled under their breath before watching Rainglow with her full attention. "Name's Wolffeather."
"That's... a cool name..." He looked up, paws still fidgeting. "Do you happen to like rocks? I personally find them very interesting! Rocks have super different properties for every kind, and-" Rainglow continued to talk passionately about rocks. The grey tom could do it all day, only stopping when another cat halted his heartfelt speech about the beauties.

[Gay'Fluff]

"That's... a cool name..." He looked up, paws still fidgeting. "Do you happen to like rocks? I personally find them very interesting! Rocks have super different properties for every kind, and-" Rainglow continued to talk passionately about rocks. The grey tom could do it all day, only stopping when another cat halted his heartfelt speech about the beauties.

They opened their jaws momentarily, before closing it again. They didn't like rocks like the tom did, but they enjoyed an occasional pebble. "Pebbles." That's all they meowed, not sure if Rainglow would even hear him.

[Jayvines]

Stars above, it felt like her heart was going to burst directly out of her chest.

Brown paws padded steadily through the forest, and Sparrowstar only offered the occasional glance back towards the warriors behind her to make sure they still followed and stayed together. She hoped Copperfire had followed; as it wouldn't make a very good first impression if he missed their first gathering as a duo.

Huffing a sigh, the thin molly paused at the edge of the treeline as her eyes glanced over the already gathered cats mingling below the Seastones. At least she wasn't the last to show up. That could have made her already painful situation even worse in the eyes of her fellow leaders.

"Best behavior Thunderclan," she called out, green eyes flashing back to the crowd that had followed her. "I expect each of you to represent our clan in an honorable way tonight. Keep in mind, I will be able to see if that direction is not followed."

Perhaps that was a bit ominous, but it was good to get that reminder out. Kickstarting her paws once again, Sparrowstar trotted down the sandy expanse towards the Seastones, weaving through cats she didn't know and catching snippets of conversation before she leapt up to join Twilightstar and... Snowleap? Perhaps she wasn't the only one who had been swiftly promoted... And judging by the look of him, he didn't seem terribly pleased by the development.

Giving them each a brief nod and a polite (but slightly forced) grin, Sparrowstar settled onto her haunches and supervised as her clan made their way into the gathering place.

MaryTheCrow Moonraven thepirateking

[ THUNDERCLAN HAS ARRIVED ]

[SplashyLumi]

Frostpaw sat in the large area waiting for Tulip.

[sock]

They opened their jaws momentarily, before closing it again. They didn't like rocks like the tom did, but they enjoyed an occasional pebble. "Pebbles." That's all they meowed, not sure if Rainglow would even hear him.
Rainglow paused for breath when his acquaintance spoke. "Yes, pebbles are very nice too!" He mewed. His paws stopped fidgeting as he resumed his little speech.

[Gay'Fluff]

Rainglow paused for breath when his acquaintance spoke. "Yes, pebbles are very nice too!" He mewed. His paws stopped fidgeting as he resumed his little speech.

"Your more like a kit now then before y'know." A small laugh escaped them, although they shook their head after to seem like they hadent laughed in the first place. "... What's your favorite rock?"

[sock]

"Your more like a kit now then before y'know." A small laugh escaped them, although they shook their head after to seem like they hadent laughed in the first place. "... What's your favorite rock?"
Rainglow thought for a moment. "I enjoy all rocks, but my favorite would be the ones i pull out of the river." He mewed finally.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

thunderblaze followed then sat down, he looked around

stormpaw yawned and followed then sitting down

[open]

[Gay'Fluff]

Rainglow thought for a moment. "I enjoy all rocks, but my favorite would be the ones i pull out of the river." He mewed finally.

"Find any pretty ones?" She asked, slightly getting bored of talking about rocks. He continued cleaning one of his front paws.

[Gay'Fluff]

Goldleaf followed their clan, smling as they joined the other clans at the gathering place. They didn't really have friends from other clans, they hoped they could make one tonight. They trotted off, gazing around, wondering if any cats would wanna talk.

{Open}

[sock]

"Find any pretty ones?" She asked, slightly getting bored of talking about rocks. He continued cleaning one of his front paws.
"Yes, one was quite beautiful, very clear and nice!" Rainglow purred. Then, realizing the cat was no longer interested, he tried to change the subject and mewed, "What do you like to do?"

[Gay'Fluff]

"Yes, one was quite beautiful, very clear and nice!" Rainglow purred. Then, realizing the cat was no longer interested, he tried to change the subject and mewed, "What do you like to do?"

They thought for a moment. It'd be a bit odd to say, 'Keeping my fur nice and clean' wouldnt it? "Running i guess, hunting, that sorta thing." Not very imprssive but there wasnt much they liked to do. They thought for a few seconds more. "And cleaning away dead grass and stuff from the territory."

[Wingnettle]

Ashpaw (he/him)
Grey tabby with blue/grey eyes

»»————-　☀︎︎　————-««

Ashpaw hadn't be able to contain his excitement in the last two days. My first gathering! Finally!! He proudly followed his leader through the undergrowth with his leader, occasionally listening to his clanmates' chattering along the way. He hadn't seen Flamepaw yet - had she joined the Gathering party tonight?

The moon shone high in the black sky and its beams were the only source of light that allowed him to watch where he put his paw steps. I wonder if Shadowclan need to see at all.. I've heard that they can even fight in the dark! Maybe tonight I'll be able to ask some apprentice? He hoped he would meet someone nice from the other clans; he would behave himself well and represent Thunderclan as their best, as Sparrowstar had ordered. I've always looked forward to share tongues with cats from the other clans!

A tree stump almost made him stumble, and he returned once again back to reality. They had arrived at Seastones, and Ashpaw could smell something weird in the air. It tasted of wind and.. flowers? Yes, gorse. I remember that smell. That's Windclan!

[ OPEN ]

[MockingRabbit]

Swiftheart followed behind his clan. He raised his eyes to the stars when he saw Snowleap upon the Seastones, and Slatewhisker sitting below. He said nothing and joined the meeting. The amber-eyed tom scoured the group of RiverClan cats for a friendly face to talk to.
{Open for RiverClan}

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Echoblue walked around then bumping into swiftheart on accident she shook her head" oh im so sorry" she said
Rabbiteye

[occultation]

https://i.ibb.co/4NzjzpV/cooltext417752208482045.png

Slatestripe’s attention was caught by the arrival of a strong, woodsy scent. He’d know that scent in his sleep! ThunderClan.

He twisted to watch the third Clan to arrive as they proceeded into Seastones. He was surprised to see Sparrowflight at the head of the Clan. Was Cinderstar unwell? Or had ThunderClan already lost yet another leader? Slatestripe supposed he’d find out.

{Slatestripe is open, but if your cat is from another Clan he probably won’t be friendly}

https://i.ibb.co/TTcrg1z/cooltext417751736354396.png

Cloudspots bounded into the clearing after his Clan. On the walk to the Seastones, it had hit him that he probably should’ve checked to see if Wisteriapaw wanted to come to this Gathering. Perhaps his apprentice had found their own way into the Gathering group. He sure hoped so; it was only a day into his new job as a mentor and he already wasn’t performing up to standard.

Nonetheless, Cloudspots was still very excited for this Gathering. He had to admit, he was excited primarily for one reason: Cloudwillow. His pelt burned with desire for his new love, the fear he’d felt a quarter moon ago now dissipated.

He searched for her, hoping she’d come tonight.

( cloudy sky if you’re interested )

[MaryTheCrow]

- Copperfire -
He/Him

Copperfire followed after Sparrowstar, thoughts muddled with worry and doubt. Now that he was going to meet other deputies, it made him feel... off. It was no secret that ThunderClan burned through high ranks like fire through dry grass. Would he be one of them? Would the other clans look down on them just because of their history? A little spark of defiance makes him promise himself to outlive every high rank at that gathering, and he steels his expression into a serious one.

Sparrowstar pauses at the edge and Copperfire takes that as an opportunity to see which clans have already arrived. RiverClan and WindClan are already there. They weren't last, good enough for him. Their first impressions were off to an alright start since they wouldn't be the ones keeping the gathering from starting.

He averts his eyes as Sparrowstar reminds everyone to be on their best behavior. With something that almost feels like guilt he flicks an ear and pretends he wasn't taking part in an argument during the last gathering. That's fine though, the other deputies wouldn't be as annoying as that warrior had been.

Once they move into the sandy terrain, Copperfire breaks off to join the other deputies. He notices a gray she-cat on the stones, a quick glance towards the leaders is explanation enough - they weren't the only clan with a change in leadership. He leaps up to join the two, noting how small he is in comparison. This isn't helped by his posture as he sits, nearly curled into himself. Copperfire gives a short and careful nod in greeting to the two.

[@Jayvines Fierce Roses NinjaBloss]

[SpiritedWarrior]

Ashpaw (he/him)
Grey tabby with blue/grey eyes

»»————-　☀︎︎　————-««

Ashpaw hadn't be able to contain his excitement in the last two days. My first gathering! Finally!! He proudly followed his leader through the undergrowth with his leader, occasionally listening to his clanmates' chattering along the way. He hadn't seen Flamepaw yet - had she joined the Gathering party tonight?

The moon shone high in the black sky and its beams were the only source of light that allowed him to watch where he put his paw steps. I wonder if Shadowclan need to see at all.. I've heard that they can even fight in the dark! Maybe tonight I'll be able to ask some apprentice? He hoped he would meet someone nice from the other clans; he would behave himself well and represent Thunderclan as their best, as Sparrowstar had ordered. I've always looked forward to share tongues with cats from the other clans!

A tree stump almost made him stumble, and he returned once again back to reality. They had arrived at Seastones, and Ashpaw could smell something weird in the air. It tasted of wind and.. flowers? Yes, gorse. I remember that smell. That's Windclan!

[ OPEN ]

Flamepaw came padding up alongside her Clanmates, bursting with excitement. Her orange and white fur was on end, looking as if she had hardly slept during the previous night. But that was far from what happened, she hadn't expected the Gathering to arrive so soon. Luckily she was well rested, ready to meet Willowpaw of ShadowClan once again. But as ThunderClan made their way into Seastones, there was no sign of the Clan who wore shadows as second pelts. No sign of the towering she-cat they called Dawnstar.

But there were mixed scents of WindClan and RiverClan. It was odd to smell fish and gorse at the same time. Did the other cats find it strange or were they just so used to it all by now that they just ignored it? But despite all the strange mingled scents, she managed to smell her denmate. Ashpaw! Ashpaw's here too!

Smiling wider than ever before, Flamepaw made her way to her friend, just managing to catch a sight of him tripping over a tree stump. With a quiet giggle, the she-cat looked at the gray tabby and flicked an ear in greeting.

"Are you alright? Excited?" she purred. "I know I am, it is so strange though. ShadowClan doesn't seem to have arrived yet and the scents are already bothering my nose..."

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// Ritsuka (I figured I could do the mention since I'm doing my ThunderClan characters in one post. Mapleleaf is staying at ThunderClan's camp)

Rainpaw looked around at all the new tree stumps, rocks, and twigs. Barely paying attention to his own Clanmates. He had just been made an apprentice, formally Crowkit. It was a shame his sisters weren't coming with him, wanting to enjoy the experience alongside his biological and adopted littermates. Not even Quietkit would be joining him. Sadness overcame his excitement, and soon enough he was shaking, nervous for what was to come. Where was Thrushfur, his father? Where was Bumbleflight, his mentor? Anxiety crept up on him just as a ThunderClan cat would creep along the forest floor toward unsuspected prey.

The tom could only squeak, "Bumble?" The tom didn't have the courage to say the tom's full name, perhaps the nearly half deaf warrior was nearby?

[Akira]

Flamepaw came padding up alongside her Clanmates, bursting with excitement. Her orange and white fur was on end, looking as if she had hardly slept during the previous night. But that was far from what happened, she hadn't expected the Gathering to arrive so soon. Luckily she was well rested, ready to meet Willowpaw of ShadowClan once again. But as ThunderClan made their way into Seastones, there was no sign of the Clan who wore shadows as second pelts. No sign of the towering she-cat they called Dawnstar.

But there were mixed scents of WindClan and RiverClan. It was odd to smell fish and gorse at the same time. Did the other cats find it strange or were they just so used to it all by now that they just ignored it? But despite all the strange mingled scents, she managed to smell her denmate. Ashpaw! Ashpaw's here too!

Smiling wider than ever before, Flamepaw made her way to her friend, just managing to catch a sight of him tripping over a tree stump. With a quiet giggle, the she-cat looked at the gray tabby and flicked an ear in greeting.

"Are you alright? Excited?" she purred. "I know I am, it is so strange though. ShadowClan doesn't seem to have arrived yet and the scents are already bothering my nose..."

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// Ritsuka (I figured I could do the mention since I'm doing my ThunderClan characters in one post. Mapleleaf is staying at ThunderClan's camp)

Rainpaw looked around at all the new tree stumps, rocks, and twigs. Barely paying attention to his own Clanmates. He had just been made an apprentice, formally Crowkit. It was a shame his sisters weren't coming with him, wanting to enjoy the experience alongside his biological and adopted littermates. Not even Quietkit would be joining him. Sadness overcame his excitement, and soon enough he was shaking, nervous for what was to come. Where was Thrushfur, his father? Where was Bumbleflight, his mentor? Anxiety crept up on him just as a ThunderClan cat would creep along the forest floor toward unsuspected prey.

The tom could only squeak, "Bumble?" The tom didn't have the courage to say the tom's full name, perhaps the nearly half deaf warrior was nearby?
Bumbleflight had unfortunately found himself separated from his apprentice during the trip to the Gathering, moved away by Clanmates during the trip. He now ended up near the back of the group, away from Rainpaw and causing his pelt to prickle anxiously. Where was he? Was he still with the Clan? Was he left behind? Was he already mingling with the other Clans?

Swallowing his nerves, the dark tabby weaved through the many cats in the area, amber eyes scanning the area, and let out a sigh of relief when he spotted a familiar dark brown tabby pelt, similar to his own. Bumbleflight walked faster, and soon, he was standing beside his apprentice, offering what he hoped would be a calming presence to the young tom. After all, the warrior could practically smell the anxiety from Rainpaw. Then again, there were many cats here, most strangers, so it was to be expected.

"There you are!" Bumbleflight huffed, catching his breath and sitting down with Rainpaw. He scanned the area briefly, his nose wrinkling at the fishy smell of the water cats, but also a much nicer one of WindClan. He leaned over to whisper to his apprentice; "Looks like RiverClan and WindClan are already here. Try to remember their scents, if you can. We'll be checking our borders with them and ShadowClan later. But, for now, do you want to go interact with others, or wanna stay here?"

[vellichor]

// dino.

violetfreckle

the air was cool and crisp, and the night was perfect. stars twinkled in the sky above her, the full moon bathing her beautiful tabby pelt in soft light. violetfreckle weaved her way through the crowd of cats, stopping every so often to purr out an "excuse me," followed by a sly wink. this wasn't her first gathering; she knew how to get where she wanted. and once she was there, nicely situated near the front, the pretty riverclan warrior sat down neatly, curling her fluffy tail over her paws. despite everything that had happened, tonight was going to be a good night. she would listen well and be respectful, of course, but violetfreckle was also going to have her own fun. she scented thunderclan next to her -- a tom, perhaps? -- and put on her best, flirtiest, sly smile. she purposefully turned her head to face her neighbor, eyes half-closed and a purr rumbling in her throat. "gooood eveni--" she stopped, suddenly, purr dying in her throat, as her olive eyes opened and revealed who she was talking to. immediately, they narrowed to slits. oh, hell no. violetfreckle immediately felt her neck fur stand up. "you." she spoke lowly, borderline growling at bumblewhatever. and she couldn't even do that; this was a gathering, after all. what a bunch of mouse bile.

[sol.]

Koipool simply just sighed to Lilycreeks response “To tell you the truth, I have no clue how we'll get out of this situation and it's even concerning.”


She frowned anxiously. "Let's just hope the leaders are more open to reason after moons without seeing each other; and that they understand Skystar's doing is his alone."

[stag]

| Fawnleap |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•
| Demigirl,She/They |
| Active Riverclan Warrior | A Cat with a Brown Base with a deeper brown Overcoat,White paws and muzzle and a dapple on her chest. They have reddish brown accents on their forearms and under tail with Yellow eyes. |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

Fawnleap was here minding her own business. Until this white a blackbcat showed up. Instantly catching the warriors attention. Hopefully Wolfsong wouldn't mind them popping away for a second "I'll be right back,dear " She tapped their nose to the grey warriors {} RiztheHuntress {}
Who was this cat that seemed almost timid? Yet was fairly intimidating to the Riverclan warrior. "I'm Fawnleap, Who might you be? " she spoke with a hint of joy in their voice. They were happy, mainly because they wee here with Wolfsong but that was besides the point. The white and Black Cat had a scar on her leg, Fawnleap wondered about it, Shoving that thoughtvaway as it seemed rude to even ask about it.

{} Orion {}

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Ashclaw flicked his tail

lilypaw looked around

[open for any clan all my character are open for interaction]

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Snowypaw
WindClan

Tail giving a content, soft twitch as his blue gaze ran across the clearing, Snowypaw's eyes suddenly gained focus, his ears perking up as a smell both familiar and foreign to him wafted to his nose. Slowly standing up despite his earlier call to simply stay put, the WindClan apprentice couldn't help but look excitedly towards the edge of the clearing where ThunderClan was now making their way through, new cats weaving and intermingling with the two clans already there. Curiosity got the better of him, and the gentle giant took a couple of steps forward, his head swiveling left and right as he searched for the familiar orange and white tabby from the border.

His large build being useful for once and allowing him to easily glance above some of the cats around him, his eyes finally landed on the molly he searched, and a small purr rumbled in his throat. They had not really spoken enough before to be friends, but she had seemed so nice... maybe he could try to get better acquainted with her this time? A friend from a different clan was surely not a bad thing, right? Otherwise what could possibly be the point of Gatherings?

Clearing his throat to ensure he didn't stammer on a greeting, he started getting closer, only to stop on his tracks. Flamepaw looked happy and welcoming, but surrounded by friends as she seemed to be, he assumed this was only to be expected. And what had he been about to do? Interrupt her conversation with an obviously dear friend, while he himself was no more than a stranger? Ears flattening slightly as embarrassment crept over him, Snowypaw shook himself, his feathery coat swaying lightly in the breeze. Why had he been so excited to meet with a cat who no doubt didn't even remember him? He never left a lasting impression on any of his own clanmates, he doubted an apprentice from a different clan would be more inclined to remember him than those from his own. A small, defeated sigh escaped him as his shoulders slumped. Feeling silly this had been the reason he had been looking forward to his first Gathering, the large apprentice sat down once again, figuring he would at least not be getting in anyone's way here until the Gathering was done and they returned home.

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[Open]

[Weekend-Wondering]

Specklepaw~
Specklepaw glanced around, watching and observing conversations. Her tail tapped the ground repeatedly, out of interest. She didn’t seem to have the enthusiasm, let alone the pride of normal apprentices on their first Gathering. In fact, she preferred to eavesdrop on conversations, and watch others converse with one another.
Specklepaw glanced up at the moon, that would have been beaming on her fur, if it weren’t for the stones she was crouched next to, and stood up.

She may as well move her legs. She glanced a few fox lengths ahead, and spotted the only Clanmate she had ever had true conversation with, Snowypaw. Of course… he was sitting alone as well. Maybe she could start up a conversation? She didn’t know what else to do…
Fine. Just don’t flunk.
The Bengal swallowed, and padded over to him. “Hi.” She meowed quietly.
Dang it- what now???
“Are- are you okay?”
{ Alchemist Kitsune }
(Don’t mind me, just throwing my child at you again.)



Willowfeather~
Willowfeather padded into the area, her jaw opened in a huge, gaping yawn. She found a soft patch of greenery, and rested herself on top of it. Man- it seemed like just yesterday she had done this at the last gathering she had attended.

She lifted her paw to her tongue, and began to groom.

[Orion]

|| Flickerpaw | birdie jupiter error /open!! ||
ғʟᴜғғʏ & ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴛᴏɴᴇs | ᴘᴀʟᴇ ᴍɪɴᴛ ᴇʏᴇs
sʜᴇ/ᴛʜᴇʏ (ᴀɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ)
ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ Sᴛᴀɢғʀᴏsᴛ

▔▔ ☽⋆⋆⋆⛧★ ⋆✩ ✶ ⋆ ≛───────≛⋆✶✩⋆★⛧⋆� �⋆☾ ▔▔

Flickerpaw was far from okay… but she was doing better. Much better. She measured her small improvements in the nights that passed without nightmares, in the morning stretches that didn’t snap her muscles taut with pain, in the way their fluffy fur had started to grow back over the healing wounds striping their hide. Every step proved another victory. She’d survived every single one of her worst days so far. The bitterness and anger that defined Flickerpaw’s soul—the blaze that fueled her like a weaponized rocket—had not quite been tamed, but their white-hot edge no longer cut so deeply. She had more control over that terrible burning fury… and in the space that it used to occupy voraciously, a new emotion had begun to take quiet, tender root, seeking support among the wreckage of the young kid’s poorly mended heart.

Nothing close had ever dared touch Flickerpaw before. A sort of… comfort had made its tentative home in their chest, something soft and warm and infinitely fragile—and although that vulnerability terrified the flame-and-coal apprentice, she also felt extremely protective of this mysterious glow. It was scary, but it was hers. They wanted to tend to it, to help it grow and flourish. Maybe this was the “goodness” that drove Fawnpaw to heal and Birdpaw to befriend and Stormpaw to never give up. The thought that such purity could exist within Flicker—that it didn’t immediately smolder into ash upon blossoming to life—seemed almost absurd. There must be hope for her yet! This had to be an excellent sign! Surely Flickerpaw wouldn’t have this tiny, smiling light shivering hopefully inside of her if it didn’t have a purpose!

Despite the sensation of carrying a precious breakable object within their ribs, Flicker decided to be brave tonight. She’d only attended one gathering prior, and she’d essentially slunk home in silence after the hullabaloo grew too much for them to handle… not because they were nervous about being near ThunderClan, mind you! Flickerpaw had TOTALLY recovered from the trauma of fighting alone and outclassed during their first true battle! The scent of those idiot squirrels barely even made them flinch anymore! The anxiety that fizzed in her guts upon leaving RiverClan camp tonight was entirely due to the fact that the mini storm cloud was still wearing the marigold poultice and cobweb bandages that Fawnpaw had plastered them with; Flickerpaw was loathe to mess up the medicine cat’s hard work, and that was the reason she marched so stiffly and kept their pale green eyes so wide. Flickerpaw had to watch out for any twigs that might ruin their wound dressings. She had to be mindful and mature tonight. She’d made a promise to Fawnpaw that she would execute the utmost carefulness. And Flickerpaw didn’t break no promises.

With a deep, steadying breath, the young apprentice padded out of the undergrowth and onto the cool, sparkling beach where the rest of the clans would gather. Above, the moon shone its merciful milk-white light. Waves crested and broke rhythmically against the sand. I got this, Flickerpaw coached themself, huffing through their nose. I look amazing. The cobwebs add character. They tell a story. I am so cool and interesting and this will be fine.

She caught the graceful shape of Fawnpaw approaching the Seastones to speak to WindClan’s deputy; a surge of pride glittered within her at the sight, wondering if the medicine cat knew how supported she was by those she cared for. The urge to cheer welled up at the back of Flickerpaw’s throat… yet she swallowed it down, switching her tail against her hind legs. Fawnpaw was busy—she didn’t need Flickerpaw bugging her while she spoke with high-ranks. If the healer did happen to glance in Flicker’s direction, the apprentice would smirk at her and gesture to the very-much-intact cobwebs layered like marshmallow fluff over her back and shoulder. See? I’m behaving!

As the short cat’s confidence grew, their footfalls bounced faster upon the beach, leading her somewhere fun. Over there Flicker spotted Birdpaw, apparently searching for another familiar face among the crowd; Flickerpaw hesitated to approach, unsure if the other RiverClan girl would want company or if Birdie was wishing to meet with a friend from another faction. If that was the case, Flickerpaw would simply offer a friendly wave and be on her merry way. There were still plenty of WindClan and (ugh) ThunderClan felines pouring in… all that was missing in this picture was ShadowClan.

[Orion]

|| Shattervenom | @Evermore (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=12350) ||
♦ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴏᴛᴛʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ | ᴘᴀʟᴇ ɢʀᴇʏ ᴇʏᴇs, sᴇɢᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏᴄʜʀᴏᴍɪᴀ ♦
【 sʜᴇ/ᴛʜᴇʏ 】
★ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴄᴋᴏʀʏᴘᴀᴡ & ᴍᴜsʜʀᴏᴏᴍᴘᴀᴡ ★
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ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛs: (2/5)

━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦� �◦○◦━◦○◦━

Death. Shattervenom felt like death. Or maybe she was simply praying for death, or a state of blissful nonexistence, because the way that the towering warrior felt right now was the most abject form of physical torture known to feline kind. Her stomach still roiled from that bite of henbane; her dilated pupils blurred the landscape into incomprehensible charcoal smudges; her heartbeat kicked rapidly at her sternum in quick, rapid bursts, flooding Shattervenom with horrible spikes of anxiety that had her swallowing dryly and constantly twitching her tail. She had already thrown up once on the way to the Gathering… or had it been twice? Every time nausea threatened to climb up their throat, the snow-splashed hunter had furtively ducked into some bushes to expel her stomach contents as quietly as possible. Fortunately there’d been a patch of mint growing wild near the beach; Shatter had scarfed down as many prickly leaves as she could both to freshen her breath and calm the storm brewing in her guts. An endless stream of keep it together played over and over in her mind. Keep it together. Don’t be suspicious. Just… make an appearance, act normal, and get it over with…

If Shattervenom stayed home, she feared that her continued withdrawal from clan business would arouse suspicion. The tacit creature was hardly a social butterfly to begin with, but given her recent efforts to connect, she fretted that somebody would question any sudden efforts to disappear. Shattervenom rarely went to Gatherings… she could not remember the last one she slipped into, only knowing that she’d hated how crowded and overbearing it felt. Tonight would surely be no different—if anything, that horrid crawling sensation of being drowned would be worse. Yet Shatter arrived. Swaying on her paws, panting lightly, fighting another wave of nausea. Waiting for all the leaders to arrive so that she could pretend to listen. Waiting—

The scent of RiverClan flooded Shattervenom’s awareness: an aroma of rich mud and watery plants and fish. Not unpleasant, but very strong. The white-faced warrior bit her tongue hard to stop the gag crawling up her throat… and then dropped the most polite, most welcoming expression upon her mask as possible. For Shatter, that meant the barest tilting of her muzzle, the faintest glimmer in her stony eyes. Most cats would miss the shift in her face entirely. “Greetings, Fawnleap. I’m Shattervenom. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Pride glimmered in Shattervenom’s heart. Look how graceful she was being! How hospitable! She hadn’t even choked on a single word! Bless this kind lady for going out of her way to say hello… Shatter felt that she owed the stranger her best manners, despite their seething discomfort. “I see that you… didn’t come alone?” Her gaze slid behind Fawnleap to the blurry silhouette behind her; from this distance Shattervenom’s tired eyes couldn’t completely make out the other cat’s details, but she did her best to act interested. “It would be an honor to speak with you both… I don’t often attend these events, and I’d enjoy some company.”

[CacklingMemester]

(Roseskip, open for interaction)
Roseskip picked their way through the crowd. Their soft calico fur glowed white in the moonlight as they sat down along the other warriors. They considered speaking to the cats murmuring around them, but they didn't want to get attached to any cats that they might have to kill later.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Snowypaw
WindClan

Eyes focuses solely on the spot where the three leaders had now settled on, Snowypaw's ear twitched at a soft voice beside him, turning his head in surprise towards the source of the greeting. A small, shy smile lightly touched his features as he quickly recognized Specklepaw, the kind, patient apprentice whom he seemed to cause nothing but problems for. Gratefully, she never seemed angry at his clumsy antics, instead being nothing but warm and always caring... if not a bit overly apologetic for things that had been his fault to begin with! Despite this, he was happy to see her any time, this being no exception. Dipping his head respectfully, he silently returned her greeting, swaying his tail gently on the ground close to him, letting her know the spot was open if she wished to sit with him.

Her next question, however, caught him off guard. He tilted his head lightly to the side, a mild confusion clouding his gaze momentarily. Was there any reason to ask? Had his distress and embarrassment been so evident? A small gulp escaped him at the thought, his paws shifting uncomfortably. It was either that, or Specklepaw had simply had the insight to read him far too well. Either option seemed pretty plausible, truth be told. The gentle giant had never been one to hide his emotions too carefully, and Specklepaw was really just attentive enough to have noticed his discomfort from a glance.

After a moment's silence, Snowypaw settled for giving an apologetic grin. "Crowded," he finally responded, staring out at the amassing cats. A frown crossed his features at this, as he realized that while this was certainly true, it wasn't the full explanation, and he really did owe his companion better than that. "Lonely," the large tom added in a softer tone, staring down at his paws pensively. Again another pause as he realized it sounded like he was rudely whining when Specklepaw had just sat down to accompany him. That would simply not do! He was more than grateful for her company, and glad for it too! He couldn't just lead her to believe that he was shunning her! Not only would it be impolite, he could very well hurt her feelings, and he would not stand for that! Turning to look at her, he gave her a warm smile, this one easily reaching his eyes. "Better now."

-

DreamDaze

// Not going to lie, I love Snowy and Speckle's awkward talks. \\

[Weekend-Wondering]

Specklepaw~

Specklepaw’s mind whirled. What have you done! Her thoughts screamed at her, as she waited for his response. Her ears pushed, wanting to flatten, but she held them up, only hoping that they weren’t twitching like mad on their attempt. Though once he spoke, the whole of her stiffened, slightly.
Crowded…
She widened her eyes, frowned, and nodded. Crowded- That was no lie, this place was literally a messy heap of felines dumped onto a platform. She smiled again, and was about to open her jaws until he spoke again. Lonely.
Specklepaw glanced around at everyone talking, laughing, bonding… and yet what ‘lonely’ still seemed a perfect word for how she too, felt in the moment. Then he spoke yet again. At the fellow apprentice’s last comment, she gave a what was supposed to be a happy laugh, but sounded more like a, “eh-heh…” edged with the confidence of a know it all who just failed in front of everyone.
“It’s my-“
First gathering? You gonna continue? Specklepaw’s jaw hung for a moment, before she finished the sentence. “… My first gathering. I don’t know if I…”
She closed her mouth. Man… she was so bad at small talk…
“If I expected more from the other Clans… or… or something…”
Alchemist Kitsune
( Snowypaw is just a fluffy cloud of Cuteness, you role play him so well!!! )

[dino.]

// dino.

violetfreckle

the air was cool and crisp, and the night was perfect. stars twinkled in the sky above her, the full moon bathing her beautiful tabby pelt in soft light. violetfreckle weaved her way through the crowd of cats, stopping every so often to purr out an "excuse me," followed by a sly wink. this wasn't her first gathering; she knew how to get where she wanted. and once she was there, nicely situated near the front, the pretty riverclan warrior sat down neatly, curling her fluffy tail over her paws. despite everything that had happened, tonight was going to be a good night. she would listen well and be respectful, of course, but violetfreckle was also going to have her own fun. she scented thunderclan next to her -- a tom, perhaps? -- and put on her best, flirtiest, sly smile. she purposefully turned her head to face her neighbor, eyes half-closed and a purr rumbling in her throat. "gooood eveni--" she stopped, suddenly, purr dying in her throat, as her olive eyes opened and revealed who she was talking to. immediately, they narrowed to slits. oh, hell no. violetfreckle immediately felt her neck fur stand up. "you." she spoke lowly, borderline growling at bumblewhatever. and she couldn't even do that; this was a gathering, after all. what a bunch of mouse bile.

>Bumblebreak<
In recent moons, Bumblebreak had begun to view Gatherings as a terrible idea; they always ended in someone yelling or crying or cats fighting and her with a massive headache.

When she strode in with the rest of her Clan, and saw Snowleap sitting where Skystar once had, she assumed it would simply be another headache-inducing nightmare.

The thought was confirmed by the cat that sat down beside her. Her whiskers twitched, eyes narrowed, as she did her best to ignore whatever the hell was going on here.

"You," the Riversnake said, and at once Bumblebreak couldn't stop the smug grin that tugged cruely at her lips and turned her head.

"Me," she confirmed. Her claws itched to dig into this she-cat's fur, but it was, of course, a Gathering, so not much clawing could be done, if any at all. So just how far could she push this cat? "What was your name again? Purplespeckle? Sorry, I can't quite seem to recall. Must not have been important."

Her eyes flickered down to the fresh scar on the bridge of Violetfreckle's nose, then back up again. "You're welcome for that, by the way. It's an improvement."

[vellichor]

>Bumblebreak<
In recent moons, Bumblebreak had begun to view Gatherings as a terrible idea; they always ended in someone yelling or crying or cats fighting and her with a massive headache.

When she strode in with the rest of her Clan, and saw Snowleap sitting where Skystar once had, she assumed it would simply be another headache-inducing nightmare.

The thought was confirmed by the cat that sat down beside her. Her whiskers twitched, eyes narrowed, as she did her best to ignore whatever the hell was going on here.

"You," the Riversnake said, and at once Bumblebreak couldn't stop the smug grin that tugged cruely at her lips and turned her head.

"Me," she confirmed. Her claws itched to dig into this she-cat's fur, but it was, of course, a Gathering, so not much clawing could be done, if any at all. So just how far could she push this cat? "What was your name again? Purplespeckle? Sorry, I can't quite seem to recall. Must not have been important."

Her eyes flickered down to the fresh scar on the bridge of Violetfreckle's nose, then back up again. "You're welcome for that, by the way. It's an improvement."

violetfreckle

ohhh, that smug smile. it pissed her off already. she could feel her blood begin to curdle at the very sight of this cowardly thunderclanner. in a moment of weakness, she showed her teeth to the other cat, before stupidly realizing this would reflect badly on her clan. and she did not want that. so, regaining her composure, violetfreckle settled for giving bumblebreak a look up and down, very obviously assessing that cat's physical capabilities. she then made a show of looking bored, raising a paw up and giving it a swift lick as her rival spoke.

she wouldn't fall for the bait, even though she wanted to correct this cat. instead, she simply flattened her ears and responded, "whatever you say, bubbleburst. or, ohhhh, can i call you bubbles?" she asked, feigning innocence and blinking at bumblebreak with large kit eyes.

the tabby felt a red hot burst of annoyance flow through her body from nose to tail at the comment on that scar. "oh, i dunno, i don't think this was your doing. i got into a little scuffle with a pathetic thunderclan cat awhile ago, and let them give me this, to make them feel better. anyway, i think it matches my other ones quite nicely," she spoke, showing off the pair of scars across her back.

[stag]

| Fawnleap |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•
| Demigirl,She/They |
| Active Riverclan Warrior | A Cat with a Brown Base with a deeper brown Overcoat,White paws and muzzle and a dapple on her chest. They have reddish brown accents on their forearms and under tail with Yellow eyes. |
•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

"That One Over There?" She asked lightly pointing at the Grey tabby, a small blush appeared on their face as Wolfsong was brought up. "Pfft, That's Just My Girlfriend, Wolfsong;It's also nice to Meet you Shattervemon. Your name is quite unique, Not in a bad way of course. It's oddly Graceful in a a sense. "
The shecat added swiftly. Fawnleap quietly flicked their tail, A small signal for Wolfsong. Hopefully Shattervemon wasn't to uncomfortable with the two Riverclan cats. Fawnleap gave Shattervemon a slight smile as a return for the very very small tilt Fawnleap had been given.
The demigirl cleared their throat softly.
"Are you alright, You seem like you're going to fall over of at least look ill. " Fawnleap took a quick glance at the shecats stance, It was a bit shakey? Fawnleap threw that aside, it wa rude to go prying into other cat business, let alone a different Clans Warrior." I'm sorry if that was prying, It was rather rude of me, I apologize Shattervemon. "
The Brown and Red warrior cocked their head to the side in a slightly questioning manner, Their eyes scanned the shecat again then focused on her grey eyes.
"Shattervemon, I have a slight question for you about your clan. How has Windclan been holding up, I feel like Since the Battle of Fireflycove Windclan has been slightly distant from Riverclan? I apologize for Riverclan dragging your clan into our drama and bringing your clan into a loss. I mean you're clan is probably doing fine, I'm just interested into other clans lives, since not everyone goes fishing on a daily basis., you know. "
The small tangent stopped as Fawnleap finished speaking.

{} RiztheHuntress (I apologize for mentioning you twice) & Orion {}

[xavier.]

| Specklepaw |
| They/He |
| A sleek black cat with one white paw and a white speckled tail; Yellow eyes |

~ Specklepaw had started to look around seeing all the arriving Cats. All that had to join was Shadowclan right? The apprentice looked back at Pondwhisker and then at their aunt who had just joined them Specklepaw gave her a smile. Despite being usually a nervous and panic ridden cat, being with his family seemed to erase all of that. Specklepaw listened to his father and aunt talk before hearing the threat of ditching Pondwhisker for some Windclan cats. Maybe it was a good idea to try and socialize with other cats from different clans. Specklepaw took a moment deciding weather or not to go find some other apprentices to talk to or stay with his father and aunt. Specklepaw eventually chose the first and stood up quickly stretching.

"I'm gonna go try and talk to other cats!"

And with that the black and white cat bounded off into the growing crowd that had many different scents of the three clans that were there. ~

| [Open] cloudy sky - To Track Of Where Specklepaw Went|

[puppeteer]

Cloudwillow
. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

The she-cat waved to her nephew as they ran off with a purr before nudging her brother lovingly. Specklepaw had softened Pondwhisker since the tabby tom had adopted the black and white cat. She had turned to go chat with other cats when she saw... him. The grey and white tom who had somehow stolen her heart. She gave Cloudspots a small wave before going somewhere close by, where she could see her family, but also be somewhat private in her conversations.

{ The Vast Cherry~ }

[Sorrow]

MATRIX
active loner
she/her
a multi-colored she-cat (grey, blueish, black) with a white base. she has an orange nose blaze and a visible russet spot on her chest. she has green eyes.
russian accent
interaction open
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a multi-colored blur shot across the area before flipping onto its side and flopping down. "phew, time for a break!" the shape stood up slowly, revealing a slim figure with sleek, short fur. "quite a long run.. surprised, the clans didn't even notice me.." a frown appeared on her face as she decided to be lying on the ground. she was breathing heavily, after running such a long distance.

matrix's audits pinned back as she watched cats go back and forth. she had no interest in what the clans did, normally. but today, she was certainly intrigued. "huh, i've never seen this before. what's up with all these cats gathering..?" how odd. she had never seen such a thing occur before.. she had decided to check it out, since she was confused.

she took a calming breath in, allowing herself to relax before, sluggishly, drifting off to sleep. she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she would at least try to.[/FONT][/CENTER]

[SplashyLumi]

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active loner
she/her
a multi-colored she-cat (grey, blueish, black) with a white base. she has an orange nose blaze and a visible russet spot on her chest. she has green eyes.
russian accent
interaction open
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a multi-colored blur shot across the area before flipping onto its side and flopping down. "phew, time for a break!" the shape stood up slowly, revealing a slim figure with sleek, short fur. "quite a long run.. surprised, the clans didn't even notice me.." a frown appeared on her face as she decided to be lying on the ground. she was breathing heavily, after running such a long distance.

matrix's audits pinned back as she watched cats go back and forth. she had no interest in what the clans did, normally. but today, she was certainly intrigued. "huh, i've never seen this before. what's up with all these cats gathering..?" how odd. she had never seen such a thing occur before.. she had decided to check it out, since she was confused.

she took a calming breath in, allowing herself to relax before, sluggishly, drifting off to sleep. she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she would at least try to. Frostpaw noticed the outsider “SHOO!” She yelled at the outsider “THIS IS NOT YOUR BUISNESS!” So if Tulip wouldn't show up, Frost would just hide.

[plum]

Crocus warily follows the other cats towards the Gathering. He still limped, but less now. Hopefully soon, he'd be able to stop the charade... Not yet, though. Too soon. Heaving a breath, the young tom hauls himself across the land, yellow-green eyes shadowed in thought. Once those he was trailing after feebly each found their respective places, he too looks for a place to sit. [ open??? ]

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Snowypaw
WindClan

As the spotted apprentice began speaking, Snowypaw focused his attention on her, a small, sympathetic gleam in his eyes as she paused, seemingly lost for words. He understood all too well his companion's hesitation. As far as he was concerned, words were hard. If he could just convey his own thoughts to others with nothing more than a simple glance or a friendly nudge he would be set. Remaining quiet, he waited for Specklepaw to gather herself and finish her trail of thoughts. He certainly appreciated when others allowed him the time to compose himself, and he was more than happy to extend the action on to another.

As the smaller molly finally finished, Snowypaw couldn't help but blink in surprise. Turning his gaze from Specklepaw to the cats gathered before them, he tilted his head in thought. A mess of cats from all clans was about as much as he had expected, truth be told. Especially after Deadmoon had made a teasing comment over how RiverClan cats spread the stench of fish all over the Seastones during the gatherings or how ThunderClan apprentices were overly rambunctious, despite her obvious friendly demeanor towards other clans. He almost purred in amusement at the second memory, but kept his composure for Specklepaw's sake. StarClan forbid she thought he was purring in amusement at her! This memory, however, had the side effect of bringing Flamepaw back to mind. With a quick ear twitch as he shook himself lightly, he realized he could understand were Specklepaw was coming from. For the most part, it seemed as though not may apprentices were conversing with those from other clans. Not that he was one to judge, staying comfortably with his own denmate.

Straightening his back at this thought, his eyes grew softer as he saw the cats before him in a new light. They suddenly seemed just a bit less menacing, a bit more familiar despite the new faces and foreign smells. "M-maybe," Snowypaw whispered, giving a small cough as his words caught on his throat. "Maybe they are not so different. Maybe they are just shy, or don't know what to say to us. I-I guess that's what Gatherings are for? To remind us what to say. To remember that no matter the stories or the clan we are all simply cats under the stars," the gentle giant finished in a sympathetic voice, seemingly unaware of how verbose he had been for once.

-

DreamDaze

// Thank you so much. :nuggle: \\

[Doom]

CROWPAW
✦ THUNDERCLAN | 8 MOONS | AGENDER [AMAB] ✦
✦ MASSIVE FLUFFY BLACK-AND-WHITE TOM WITH BLUE EYES ✦

[OPEN]

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Crowpaw’s jaw practically fell to the floor as they entered the Seastones for the very first time. They couldn’t believe it…they were finally here!!! Their nose was instantly hit with the familiar salty scent of sea, and the strong wind ruffled their fur similar to the way it did when they were little. Only, they didn't fall over this time. Heh. Being back on the beach swarmed their mind with memories of their kittenhood with Ravenpaw...so many seashells were collected from a place just like this...maybe they could take a little something home?

Completely ignoring Sparrowstar’s orders, Crowpaw immediately ran ahead of their Clan, determined to meet the other Clanners. So many cats were already there, which delighted them, but all the talking and different smells was beginning to overstimulate them. Who should they talk to first? What if someone talked to them first?? Should they try and collect something before the gathering starts, or wait until after??? GAH! There was too much to do with so little time!

Eventually, Crowpaw skidded to a harsh stop in the middle of the Seastones, but still trotted in place to keep their energy going. “HELLO!” They shouted to whoever was listening, “MY NAME IS CROW . . . CROWPAW! AND I’M A THUNDERCLANNER!” They gave a triumphantly curt nod once they finished their greeting, proud that they knocked at least one goal off their list. Now, they can focus on looking for treasures!!!

Turning their nose down to the ground, Crowpaw began thoroughly examining each and every stone they came across. There had to be something on this beach that was worth taking home!

[Spotty]

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active loner
she/her
a multi-colored she-cat (grey, blueish, black) with a white base. she has an orange nose blaze and a visible russet spot on her chest. she has green eyes.
russian accent
interaction open
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a multi-colored blur shot across the area before flipping onto its side and flopping down. "phew, time for a break!" the shape stood up slowly, revealing a slim figure with sleek, short fur. "quite a long run.. surprised, the clans didn't even notice me.." a frown appeared on her face as she decided to be lying on the ground. she was breathing heavily, after running such a long distance.

matrix's audits pinned back as she watched cats go back and forth. she had no interest in what the clans did, normally. but today, she was certainly intrigued. "huh, i've never seen this before. what's up with all these cats gathering..?" how odd. she had never seen such a thing occur before.. she had decided to check it out, since she was confused.

she took a calming breath in, allowing herself to relax before, sluggishly, drifting off to sleep. she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she would at least try to.
Batblood

He had never attended a gathering before, but when Thunderclan once again sat course towards the Seastones, he had followed. He hadn't come as an apprentice due to... general lack of interest he supossed. He had been tempted to come when he was named a warrior at the age of 9, since the look on the other cat's faces when he mentioned that would have been fun to see, but he also hadn't felt like socializing much. But now he was a Keeper, not an apprentice or warrior, but a Keeper, not attending a gathering wasn't an option in his mind anymore.

Different scents and smells filled up the air as the dark tom stalked after the rest of his clan, but as he looked around for a place to sit for a bit, another one reached his nose. Rogue. Really? Not two seconds at his first gathering and there was already something to take care of. Of course, Batblood didn't need to be the one confronting the outsider, but as a Keeper, it was a part of his job now, in his mind at least. So - with duty calling - the young tom made his way towards the outsider.

"Get out, this is our land!" A quick threat, strengthened as he unsheathed his claws and flashed his teeth. It usually did the job with the rogues who had remembered to bring a brain with them, but he also knew some of them were just too bad of a mix of stubbornness and stupidity to realize that they would die if they didn't get out of there quick. Oh, and some apprentice was there too, yelling at the outsider. How very uninteresting.

[perseus.]

Flashlight
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Flashlight yawned, it was late for this. Sure, every Gathering was held at night, cats were semi-nocturnal, the lateness of the Gathering shouldn’t have been an issue for most cats. Heck, all cats. Of course, though, Flashlight was apparently not apart of all cats.
He sleepily followed behind Pikestar and Slatewhisker, slightly dragging his paws as he did so. This would be his first Gathering as a full Warrior of RiverClan, so anyone who had conversed with him before this Gathering (which was no-one) would have known him as Flashpaw. (Nobody) would certainly be surprised, wouldn’t they?
Flashlight yawned and plopped his butt down on some pebbles, hoping that their uncomfortable texture would keep him awake through the Gathering. Like, how embarrassing for him and RiverClan both if he fell asleep in the middle of his own leader’s announcement. Yeah, that would not be good, not at all.
It seemed like there was already a pretty big turnout even though there were only two clans present at the moment, he expected the number to grow. Maybe the noise of cats talking and moving around would keep him awake, yeah.
He yawned, this was going to be a long Gathering nonetheless.

[ Open ]


Sungaze was looking around after Thunderclan had entered, looking for anyone else to speak to. This was a good time to speak to other clans where there wouldn't be to much hostility. Though there was obvious tension between some cats especially if they had some sort of feud. His yellow gaze landed onto a cat that seemed to be falling asleep. Have they ever gotten a proper amount of sleep? Their tail flicked slightly before they walked over to the other cat, easily smelling the Riverclan smell on them, they didn't mind the smell much, it was better than Shadowclan's smell anyways.

He gently tapped their shoulder with this tail before she had started to speak, "Hello, my name is Sungaze. What's yours?" He sat down and curled his tail over his paws, studying the cat in front of him. It looks like they haven't slept much recently, I hope they are okay.

[Rizo]

~Wolfsong of Riverclan | Evermore Orion~

She gave a small smile as Fawnleap padded away to speak to someone. It felt like so long since she had attended a gathering that the silver she-cat felt out of place. Wolfsong let her gaze wander over the gathered cats, observing the conversations that were occurring around her. Apprentices were conversing in one area, and there were a surprising amount of cats that she had never seen before.
She was slightly lost in thought when her eyes traveled back to her girlfriend, just in time to see the signal to join her. She was speaking to a tall black cat that was flecked with white markings, like they had taken a nose-dive into snow.
I wonder who they are.
Padding over to the pair, Wolfsong dipped her head in greeting before taking a seat and wrapping her striped tail around her paws.
"Hello there. I am Wolfsong, of Riverclan," she purred warmly. It was a good thing that Gatherings had a truce, the tabby she-cat felt like she could actually relax and learn more about the other cats that lived nearby. Interacting with the other clans was quite fascinating.
Listening to Fawnleap's observation of Windclan's distant stance, she nodded in agreement. It was unfortunate that Windclan had been dragged into the battle, but she was hopeful that the presence of Riverclan would shift to a more positive side now that Pikestar was leader.
"Yes, it's truly unfortunate that your clan was coerced into attending a battle that wasn't your conflict to fight," she mused. A flash of sadness lit her blue eyes for a moment as she cast a glance at her sister, Moonfrost, who was sitting up near the Seastones. The black tabby still had a lighter mark in her fur where she was injured during the battle, giving her a scar that ran from the base of her skull to her left shoulder. Somehow, Wolfsong had come away unscathed, and she counted herself incredibly lucky.

~Hawkblaze of Windclan | .Stardust.~

Hawkblaze huffed as a cat approached him. His disdain for other cats caused a frown to form on his face as they introduced themselves as Pebblefoot.
Oh great, a fish.
Giving a nod and a grunt, the stocky tom straightened himself up slightly.
"Hawkblaze, from Windclan," he grumbled, amber eyes narrowed in mild suspicion. Normally cats didn't approach him, mostly because of his attitude. And yet this one seemed either oblivious or ignorant to his usual demeanor.

[Undertaker]

Like a specter haunting the night, the enormous she-cat disentangled herself from the shadows, sneering as she set paw on the sandy beach already littered with multiple clans. If the intense aura and many battle scars didn't scream her name then the piercing amber glare and near arrogant strut certainly did. ShadowClan was here. Dawnstar strolled into the gathering, barely paying attention to the nobodies already there. She was going to make her way up to the seastones when she heard the loud yowl coming from some apprentice.

She hadn't a clue who the apprentice was, but she picked out the outsider she was growling at. Some random cat seemed to be taking a nap? Oh, how fun. Perhaps killing the vermin would put her in a better mood. Her clan and the twoleg mess have been stressing her out. She hasn't gotten to kill anyone in a while. Everyone else, as usual, seemed to be ignoring the issue, everyone but that one ThunderClan warrior. She recalled him briefly, another Bat if she had the name right. Dawnstar was sure the clan cats would all freak out, after finally noticing the outsider of course, and call her mean names in some kittenish effort to make Dawnstar feel bad or make ShadowClan look bad for killing the mousebrain, you know the same old same old.

The giant leader moved without a word, stalking up behind the warrior and apprentice, but didn't offer any type of warning let alone bother wasting her breath on the trespasser. Instead, she was waiting to see if the cat would heed the orders already issued by both warrior and apprentice. She suppose it was a kindness to give the cat a chance to actually run before ripping out her throat. Dawnstar really should attack her while the other two had the loner's attention, but that was boring. Like a looming threat, she waited to see what the outsider would do while not hiding her killing intent in the slightest. Her huge talons were already unsheathed, her muscles coiled, and the tips of her fangs were peeking out from underneath her lips eager to sink the cat's flesh.

somnolent. [just a warning that if she doesn't leave, Dawnstar will end up killing her. Dawn has no tolerance nor chill when it comes to trespassers at the gatherings.] Spotty SplashyLumi
ShadowClan's Arrived

[Willowfern]

Sungaze was looking around after Thunderclan had entered, looking for anyone else to speak to. This was a good time to speak to other clans where there wouldn't be to much hostility. Though there was obvious tension between some cats especially if they had some sort of feud. His yellow gaze landed onto a cat that seemed to be falling asleep. Have they ever gotten a proper amount of sleep? Their tail flicked slightly before they walked over to the other cat, easily smelling the Riverclan smell on them, they didn't mind the smell much, it was better than Shadowclan's smell anyways.

He gently tapped their shoulder with this tail before she had started to speak, "Hello, my name is Sungaze. What's yours?" He sat down and curled his tail over his paws, studying the cat in front of him. It looks like they haven't slept much recently, I hope they are okay.
Flashlight
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Flashlight started as he felt a tail on his shoulder, and he looked up to see an awake-looking (too awake-looking, had this cat gotten into the catmint?) cat standing in front of him. He blinked blearily up at them before responding,
“Flashlight. I’m Flashlight,” He held out a paw awkwardly, wondering if other cats knew what shaking paws was (he wasn’t very up-to-date on other clans’ cultures, sue him), “Nice to meet you,” He intoned flatly, his drooping eyelids dropping momentarily over his large green eyes.
In reality, it was nice to meet Sungaze, they seemed nice enough, but it was difficult for Flashlight to convey this due to the lateness of the hour.
“You’re ThunderClan,” He added slowly, stating the obvious as the forest scent washed over his nostrils, “Neat. So, do you guys like… climb trees n’ stuff? Hang out with squirrels?” Flashlight hadn’t really spoken to a ThunderClanner before, he’d usually stayed home from Gatherings, but tonight he’d just felt like going, he’d been feeling alright earlier, but now? He was borderline miserable.
Flashlight didn’t know why he got so tired when the sun went down, it was like day and night with him (yeah, fantastic and not at all confusing analogy, Flashlight, great job) when it was sunny, he was fine! When it was dark? He felt like he could sleep for moons.
Perhaps this conversation would stimulate his half-asleep brain enough to keep him from falling asleep. At the very most, it would probably only postpone the inevitable snoring that was soon to come.

[Willowfern]

Iceeyes
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Honestly, Iceeyes didn’t quite know what he was doing here. He’d heard from a few other cats about this “Gathering” thing being something that the other “clans” would be attending, and it had seemed interesting enough, so he’d thought that it would be fun to attend, but he hadn’t expected this.
There were so many cats crammed into this space, and Iceeyes was once again a bit overwhelmed by the sheer number. He wondered yet again how the nearby twolegs hadn’t noticed the large amount of cats here, and how the clans dealt with overpopulation. How was there still prey in the forest? How did the camps not overflow? Magic? Pure luck?
Iceeyes had no idea, and it was kind of unnerving.
As he entered the Gathering area behind the other cats in ShadowClan (he’d yet to reach the level where he’d be calling them group mates, or clanmates, or whatever.), He made sure to stay well away from the throng of cats near the middle, and he sat near the back, observing things from afar. He watched Dawnstar move to get up on a large stone, followed by another cat who he assumed would take a seat beneath her, who Iceeyes had seen around the camp the other day when he joined, so he assumed that this cat must be Dawnstar’s second-in-command. There were other cats on and below the rock, too, and it was clear that they were each leaders of their own respective clan.
Iceeyes had known that there were more clans than just ShadowClan, but he’d assumed that there was only one other, not three! Three clans full of one hundred or so cats! Four hundred plus cats! In one general area! It was mind boggling to Iceeyes that the clans stayed afloat, and were healthy, too!
He sat at the edge of the crowd, his tail coiled tightly around his front paws as his head spun. He was clearly experiencing culture shock.

[ Open ]

[SplashyLumi]

Iceeyes
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Honestly, Iceeyes didn’t quite know what he was doing here. He’d heard from a few other cats about this “Gathering” thing being something that the other “clans” would be attending, and it had seemed interesting enough, so he’d thought that it would be fun to attend, but he hadn’t expected this.
There were so many cats crammed into this space, and Iceeyes was once again a bit overwhelmed by the sheer number. He wondered yet again how the nearby twolegs hadn’t noticed the large amount of cats here, and how the clans dealt with overpopulation. How was there still prey in the forest? How did the camps not overflow? Magic? Pure luck?
Iceeyes had no idea, and it was kind of unnerving.
As he entered the Gathering area behind the other cats in ShadowClan (he’d yet to reach the level where he’d be calling them group mates, or clanmates, or whatever.), He made sure to stay well away from the throng of cats near the middle, and he sat near the back, observing things from afar. He watched Dawnstar move to get up on a large stone, followed by another cat who he assumed would take a seat beneath her, who Iceeyes had seen around the camp the other day when he joined, so he assumed that this cat must be Dawnstar’s second-in-command. There were other cats on and below the rock, too, and it was clear that they were each leaders of their own respective clan.
Iceeyes had known that there were more clans than just ShadowClan, but he’d assumed that there was only one other, not three! Three clans full of one hundred or so cats! Four hundred plus cats! In one general area! It was mind boggling to Iceeyes that the clans stayed afloat, and were healthy, too!
He sat at the edge of the crowd, his tail coiled tightly around his front paws as his head spun. He was clearly experiencing culture shock.

[ Open ]
Mushroomblossom just waved at Iceeyes, hoping to catch their attention.

[perseus.]

Foxcall entered in after Dawnstar, their ears perked as they looked around. They slipped through the crowds of other cats, they would try and talk to someone else. That loner better leave, them being here would disturb others. Though once they got into a group of Thunderclan cats, another foreign smell hit their nose, they turned their gaze toward the sent, locking onto a brown and white cat.

A small growl was deep in their chest as they started to stalk toward the cat they didn’t recognize. Why are there so many loners in this gathering, what are they planning? Foxcall stopped in front of the brown and white cat, “Who are you?” Foxcall’s tone was tense though their growling had stopped but their eyes were sharp and didn’t show anything but irritation and cautiousness.

neptune

[occultation]

Cloudwillow
. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

The she-cat waved to her nephew as they ran off with a purr before nudging her brother lovingly. Specklepaw had softened Pondwhisker since the tabby tom had adopted the black and white cat. She had turned to go chat with other cats when she saw... him. The grey and white tom who had somehow stolen her heart. She gave Cloudspots a small wave before going somewhere close by, where she could see her family, but also be somewhat private in her conversations.

{ The Vast Cherry~ }

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Cloudspots brightened when Cloudwillow acknowledged him. He watched as she moved to a different place, somewhat more distanced from the crowd. At first, he was skeptical of whether he should join her immediately. However, he quickly silenced that. This was a Gathering. No cat could criticize them for being together on the night of the full moon.

A happy spring in his step, he bounced toward the RiverClan she-cat. “Hello!” he chirped as he approached. “I hope this night has been pleasant to you so far.”

[puppeteer]

Dappledleaf
. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Dappledleaf stretched as she padded into Seastones. She gazed about at all the cats in the clearing. It had been many moons since the molly had been to a Gathering, and now she was accompanied by her children. Oh goodness. Her children. She quickly turned to her two troublemakers with one of her mom-looks. "If either of you cause any trouble here tonight, Dawnstar won't get the chance to punish you. You hear me?" The cream and ginger molly wanted to make sure that they understood that these Gatherings were sacred and not to be trifled with whatsoever.

Sagepaw
⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

At his mothers words, Sagepaw nodded. He knew what she was like at the these times and knew that it was best to just nod and be quiet. He looked around before seeing a cat - another apprentice it seemed - across the clearing. The cat was black with a white speckled tail. Friend. He thought instantly before dashing over as quick as possible. "Hiya, I'm Sagepaw! I'm from ShadowClan? What Clan are you from? You smell cool!" The white tom wouldn't shut his trap, and his tail was waving wildely in excitement. Wait where was Birchpaw?

Birchpaw
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Birchpaw was still with their mother. She hadn't gotten a chance to say anything to Dappledleaf before her brother ran off to bother some cat. She let out a sigh and followed Sagepaw, albeit more slowly. As she did, she could hear him jabbering to some other apprentice. "Shut your trap, Sagepaw! You're talking their ear off!" She duffed her brother over the ear before turning to the cat, dipping her head in apology. "Hi, I'm sorry for my brother. I'm Birchpaw!" She had just introduced herself when she got distracted by a cat, definitely from another Clan, who had caught her eye. A fawn tabby, to be precise. She waved to her brother and the other cat before making her way to the other cat. "Uhm, hello! I'm Birchpaw of ShadowClan. What's your name?" She hoped she wasn't interrupting anything and that she was okay to talk to other cats.

{ The Vast birdie }

[wolfie]

Cowpaw waddled into the clearing, taking a lovely whiff of the sandy beach and other cats nearby. He had been worried, anxious, dreading this occasion because Windclan had broken their alliance with Riverclan and stars, that was awfully spooky..! He did not want to hurt their feelings; it was just simply for the best. The medicine cat came prepared this time around. Of course, he did.

Cowpaw walked through the cats he would never put a name to, going to the spot he always did. It was simple, the routine offering comfort because there was worry when the gentle giant couldn't know who in such large groups was with ease. At the very least, they could find him. He settled down in his spot and he gently placed down the bundle of poppy flowers he had been holding.

They were useful and surely enough, the others would appreciate them, yes? Where...ever they were..? Must not be here yet, perfectly fine..! He wiggled in place, his feathery tail wrapping around him. He took this chance to redirect his gaze towards the Seastones, wondering what had been going on with the other clans.

[wolfie]

== > WORMBITE | RIVERCLAN | lumina
- the dark lord x he/him x black oriental with white speckles
From the darkness he emerged, entering into the clearing with a frown already placed on his face. His fur was on edge, it felt as if it had been centuries since Wormbite stepped paw onto .. "Sand, " He hissed quietly under his breath, stiffening with discomfort. He shot the ground a hateful look, quickly scrambling away to whatever grassy place there may be. The Shield couldn't miss another gathering. It didn't take Wormbite long to settle down, hunkering close to himself, eyes squeezed shut. He was painfully aware that there was no one he could pair himself with. Not a familiar presence.

Which meant when a child shouted towards him a greeting (or someone else..?) there was no one Wormbite could run to. He jerked away, whipping his head around in confusion - unable to quite place a source. "H..hello?" He sputtered out, ears pulling back with discomfort. No. No. He didn't want to talk. "Okay. I know your name. No need to conversate anymore. Goodbye. Good talk. " Wormbite lied, it was not a good talk, but he did promptly turn away from Crowpaw in fear of said talk.

He did take a moment to pause, turning his head in a random direction. "And do not yell. " He turned away once more. Hopefully no longer facing the child. The scary, scary child.

== > ASTERDANCE | THUNDERCLAN | OPEN
- the menace x they/them x brown bobtail with white chest and amber eyes
Walking into the gathering was frightening, specifically because the last time they attended one it led to their death, funny story, but they now had to be mature. There was a budding excitement, they were Asterdance now. Asterdance. They no longer had to shield away from their name!! They could introduce themself and be them. It was a breath of relief. They entered into the clearing, perhaps a bit later than most, but it didn't matter.

Asterdance was most definitely not going to play any pranks. Unless they came across a very good idea and felt required to commit to it. They were going to .. CONVERSATE. It was a great chance to practice their new-found maturity skills and make new friends. They were lacking in that department. (No offense, Bushtuft.) Looking around the clearing, Asterdance squinted their eyes at the ... new guy on the Seastones. Not very new. Still new position. Damn. Maybe Thunderclan and Riverclan could bond over their new leadership.

They were getting distracted. Catching a decent victim to talk to, Asterdance bounded towards them. "Ayee, you, yes, you, hello!!" They greeted, flicking their stub tail. Confidence. Smooth confidence. They felt very shaky. It was fine. "Would you rather be able to fly like birds or swim like fish, eh? Second option includes like, breathing under their too, so ya don't drown. You know, " They inquired, tilting their head to the left.

[xavier.]

| Specklepaw |
| They/He |
| A sleek black cat with one white paw and a white speckled tail; Yellow eyes |

~ Specklepaw had noticed the outsider and decided to let the warriors deal with them or even Dawnstar, because at that moment Specklepaw had saw the Shadowclan leader and her clan emerge. Specklepaw watched as the place started to fill with the last and final clan.

Specklepaw finally came to realize that a Shadowclan apprentice was coming straight for them. Specklepaw was about to panic. Maybe leaving Cloudwillow and Pondwhiskers side was a horrible idea. When the Shadowclan apprentice had approached them and didnt try to tease the Riverclan apprentice as he expected but seemed like he wanted to be friends.

Specklepaw opened their mouth but before they can say something another apprentice, most likely his sister, came up as well. After she was done talking it was finally Specklepaws turn.

"Ah! No its fine!"

Specklepaw reassured the she-cat named Birchpaw before looking over at Sagepaw.

"Im Specklepaw and Im from Riverclan!" ~

| cloudy sky |

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| Raccoonpelt |
| He/Him |
| A large grey cat with black and white markings that resembles a raccoon |

~ Raccoonpelt didnt know weather to be excited or scared for the up coming gathering and had almost stayed back at the clan, but as we can see here it seems the grey warrior had decided to join the clan sporting new scars that were under his throat and on his side. Without making it too obivous, Raccoonpelt looked around for a certain Riverclan cat and indeed found him. Raccoonpelt took a small step in Flintfangs direction before noticing him with another cat probably another Riverclan cat. Raccoonpelt didnt want to bother whatever conversation they were having and went to sit in a spot that seemed to have the less cats but not before walking passed Flintfang and giving him a small glance and then going to sit down. ~

| Katlike |

[MockingRabbit]

Echoblue walked around then bumping into swiftheart on accident she shook her head" oh im so sorry" she said
@Rabbiteye (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16523)
"No problem," he mewed, noticing that she was blind. "I am Swiftheart."

[Wingnettle]

Flamepaw came padding up alongside her Clanmates, bursting with excitement. Her orange and white fur was on end, looking as if she had hardly slept during the previous night. But that was far from what happened, she hadn't expected the Gathering to arrive so soon. Luckily she was well rested, ready to meet Willowpaw of ShadowClan once again. But as ThunderClan made their way into Seastones, there was no sign of the Clan who wore shadows as second pelts. No sign of the towering she-cat they called Dawnstar.

But there were mixed scents of WindClan and RiverClan. It was odd to smell fish and gorse at the same time. Did the other cats find it strange or were they just so used to it all by now that they just ignored it? But despite all the strange mingled scents, she managed to smell her denmate. Ashpaw! Ashpaw's here too!

Smiling wider than ever before, Flamepaw made her way to her friend, just managing to catch a sight of him tripping over a tree stump. With a quiet giggle, the she-cat looked at the gray tabby and flicked an ear in greeting.

"Are you alright? Excited?" she purred. "I know I am, it is so strange though. ShadowClan doesn't seem to have arrived yet and the scents are already bothering my nose..."

Ashpaw (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes

»»————-　☀︎︎　————-««

While Ashpaw regain his balance, a familiar call reached his ears and made him turn back quickly. His eyes gleamed when he recognized his favorite orange pelt, and he bounced happily to Flamepaw to touch her nose in greeting. "Flamepaw! I hadn't seen you tonight in the darkness." And he'd been too occupied and focused on identifying the weird smells that lingered around Seastones. Now that he thought about it, there was something else that he hadn't noticed before. Something that reminded him of the minnows Flamepaw had caught at Sunkissed Creek... Must be Riverclan. So stinky!

"Excited? I'm trying so hard to stay calm! Have you participated in a Gathering before?" This was his first one as an apprentice, and he was looking forward not only to meet other cats, but to see the leaders himself in first person. How were they? And what would they announce tonight? His tail lashed back and forth and he had to force himself not to jump around like a happy kit. "Do you think we'll meet other apprentices? I would really like to get to know someone new. But I know Sparrowstar would want us not to talk too much about Thunderclan's affairs."

He kept talking as they entered the clearing and their clanmates scattered around to share tongues, before the meeting started. Soon, the last clan made its way into the moonlight-shone glade and it wasn't difficult to imagine who it was. He stared at the mass of dark pelts moving silently behind a huge, scarred brown she-cat with amber brilliant eyes. She looks really scary, he thought.


[OPEN]

[Willowfern]

== > ASTERDANCE | THUNDERCLAN | OPEN
- the menace x they/them x brown bobtail with white chest and amber eyes
Walking into the gathering was frightening, specifically because the last time they attended one it led to their death, funny story, but they now had to be mature. There was a budding excitement, they were Asterdance now. Asterdance. They no longer had to shield away from their name!! They could introduce themself and be them. It was a breath of relief. They entered into the clearing, perhaps a bit later than most, but it didn't matter.

Asterdance was most definitely not going to play any pranks. Unless they came across a very good idea and felt required to commit to it. They were going to .. CONVERSATE. It was a great chance to practice their new-found maturity skills and make new friends. They were lacking in that department. (No offense, Bushtuft.) Looking around the clearing, Asterdance squinted their eyes at the ... new guy on the Seastones. Not very new. Still new position. Damn. Maybe Thunderclan and Riverclan could bond over their new leadership.

They were getting distracted. Catching a decent victim to talk to, Asterdance bounded towards them. "Ayee, you, yes, you, hello!!" They greeted, flicking their stub tail. Confidence. Smooth confidence. They felt very shaky. It was fine. "Would you rather be able to fly like birds or swim like fish, eh? Second option includes like, breathing under their too, so ya don't drown. You know, " They inquired, tilting their head to the left.
Iceeyes
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The brown tom’s eyes widened as the other brown cat- a bobtail- came dashing up to him, saying something about birds and fish.
“Uhh…” He stuttered intelligently before fully comprehending the question, “I don’t know… I think it would be pretty nice to fly. You could get places faster, and you could see the forest from above, that’d be pretty beautiful,” He concurred finally, cocking his head to examine the newcomer. This new cat, they smelled like the forests and undergrowth, like a fresher ShadowClan scent, in Iceeyes’ opinion.
“What about you?” He asked after a moment, “Would you rather fly like the birds, or swim like the fish?”
This was actually great! Iceeyes was actually enjoying himself a little bit, he’d never had a conversation like this before, and it was pretty fun! Iceeyes liked this cat, they were fun.
“I’m Iceeyes, by the way,” He added quickly, ”I just joined ShadowClan… like yesterday. What clan are you from? You smell like the forest.”

[ Runs to Roleplay With The Famous Asterdance- ]

[Morning!]

Marine green eyes surveyed the place like cold gemstones vaguely shimmering from the shadows beyond the gathering place. She had only been in the clan for about a month now, and her outsider smell should have disappeared now, replaced by the pungent scent of pine, marsh, and the only thing she would ever describe as smelling like shadows (if you didn't count in Dawnstar). But she wanted to keep a low profile for now. She was now more familiar with her new home than when she first joined, but she would just hold back and observe for now. Gatherings happened every month anyway if she remembered correctly.

So, after watching a few of her clanmates being led in by Dawnstar, the silver and grey molly slipped after the rest of her clan. Owlstorm had never been one for socializing, and her sharp-sighted gaze searched up a place to sit. It was on the edge of the gathering place. Her stormy pelt was visible, but she was off the side, by herself. She wasn't looking for a conversation partner, and simply focused on what Dawnstar (the most interesting cat here if you were to ask her), curious about what the great leader (and those other nerds) would say.

[Open]

[Thornwolf]

Patchpaw - She/Her
Patchpaw sat down, this was definately the first gathering she has ever been to. This'll be exciting! I've never been to a gathering before... , she thought. Scents of the clans were mixed. There's was so many cats. From the tabby cats to the black cats to the other cats, Patchpaw's gaze went from cat to cat "i wonder what's going to be announced at this gathering" she meowed to herself
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Open

[dino.]

violetfreckle

ohhh, that smug smile. it pissed her off already. she could feel her blood begin to curdle at the very sight of this cowardly thunderclanner. in a moment of weakness, she showed her teeth to the other cat, before stupidly realizing this would reflect badly on her clan. and she did not want that. so, regaining her composure, violetfreckle settled for giving bumblebreak a look up and down, very obviously assessing that cat's physical capabilities. she then made a show of looking bored, raising a paw up and giving it a swift lick as her rival spoke.

she wouldn't fall for the bait, even though she wanted to correct this cat. instead, she simply flattened her ears and responded, "whatever you say, bubbleburst. or, ohhhh, can i call you bubbles?" she asked, feigning innocence and blinking at bumblebreak with large kit eyes.

the tabby felt a red hot burst of annoyance flow through her body from nose to tail at the comment on that scar. "oh, i dunno, i don't think this was your doing. i got into a little scuffle with a pathetic thunderclan cat awhile ago, and let them give me this, to make them feel better. anyway, i think it matches my other ones quite nicely," she spoke, showing off the pair of scars across her back.
>Bumblebreak<
Oh, look at that. Bumblebreak's ears turned as the fish-face bared her teeth. Touchy. Recollected herself well, at least. Bumblebreak watched with mild disinterest as the cat made a rather dramatic show of not caring. Oh, she was SO hurt by this fishface pretending not to care about what she was saying. Boo-hoo.

Aw. Boring. Bumblebreak's tail twitched, and she fought the urge to swat the innocent expression off the tabby's face. "Call me whatever you like, fishy."

Some little spark of indignation lit in her chest and her nostrils flared, though she fought to keep it all out of her expression. "LET them? Either your Clan has lowered its standards when it comes to the warriors it promotes or... actually, no, I'm actually pretty sure that's the only explanation."

Bumblebreak tried for a small, mirthless smile. "Don't be too down about it, fishy. Some cats just don't have what it takes, a warrior's life sure isn't for everyone. 'Sides, like I said-" she glanced over the other scars across the tabby's back, eyes cold "-it's definitely an improvement. I can actually bear to look at your face now. In fact, you should let me mark it up again. I have some thoughts. "

A cruel twist of her lips, just the smallest shift of a smile into a distasteful sneer - and the disinterested charade was dropped. "Buzz off, fishface."

[plum]

Foxcall entered in after Dawnstar, their ears perked as they looked around. They slipped through the crowds of other cats, they would try and talk to someone else. That loner better leave, them being here would disturb others. Though once they got into a group of Thunderclan cats, another foreign smell hit their nose, they turned their gaze toward the sent, locking onto a brown and white cat.

A small growl was deep in their chest as they started to stalk toward the cat they didn’t recognize. Why are there so many loners in this gathering, what are they planning? Foxcall stopped in front of the brown and white cat, “Who are you?” Foxcall’s tone was tense though their growling had stopped but their eyes were sharp and didn’t show anything but irritation and cautiousness.

neptune


There was already too much noise for his liking- And far too many cats swarming the sandy swathe of land. Some seemed to carry themselves with enough pride for several cats in one, as if they were better than the other participants of this foreign ritual.

A cat that smelled of evergreen and shadows locked eyes with Crocus, who was still scrutinizing the area cautiously. Around here, it seemed that eye-contact invited trouble. Well, it was a good thing the young male liked sizing up his surroundings. As Foxcall approaches, Crocus' ears twitch back somewhat. He lifts his muzzle for a heartbeat before remembering himself, who he "was" and who was likely watching.

Suddenly, Crocus shrank to half his size, cowering before the other grown cat. "I-i," he stammers. "Crocus..."

[MockingRabbit]

Marine green eyes surveyed the place like cold gemstones vaguely shimmering from the shadows beyond the gathering place. She had only been in the clan for about a month now, and her outsider smell should have disappeared now, replaced by the pungent scent of pine, marsh, and the only thing she would ever describe as smelling like shadows (if you didn't count in Dawnstar). But she wanted to keep a low profile for now. She was now more familiar with her new home than when she first joined, but she would just hold back and observe for now. Gatherings happened every month anyway if she remembered correctly.

So, after watching a few of her clanmates being led in by Dawnstar, the silver and grey molly slipped after the rest of her clan. Owlstorm had never been one for socializing, and her sharp-sighted gaze searched up a place to sit. It was on the edge of the gathering place. Her stormy pelt was visible, but she was off the side, by herself. She wasn't looking for a conversation partner, and simply focused on what Dawnstar (the most interesting cat here if you were to ask her), curious about what the great leader (and those other nerds) would say.

[Open]


Troutstone looked around. There were a lot of cats here, and he had a hard time choosing someone to talk to. A silver-and-grey she-cat caught his eye, and he wandered over. "Hi, I am Troutstone. From RiverClan." From the smell of her, she was ShadowClan.

[stardust.]

> Pebblefoot < She/they/he

Pebblefoot noticed that the cat they were talking to wasn't a very nice cat. As the cat introduced themselves as Hawkblaze of WindClan. WindClan seemed to be doing good, by looking around the Seastones it looked like there were quite a few WindClan cats talking. "RiverClan's doing well, thank the stars Skystar's gone. He treated us like we were kittypets!" He spoke to Hawkblaze, noticing that Flintfang was right behind her, they spoke: "Ah, hello Flintfang. Wonder when the gathering's gonna start. So many cats are here, I wonder if..." Pebblefoot's eyes drifted to Slatewhisker. No, Pebblefoot.. You can't do that.. Everyone's gonna notice.. Pebblefoot thought, but he just couldn't control it. Pebblefoot's eyes drifted back over to Flintfang, "Uhh sorry.. I was just.. uh... Looking at the rock! And the leaders and deputies!" Pebblefoot told Flintfang. Moving her gaze back to Hawkblaze, Pebblefoot spoke: "How is WindClan doing?"

// Katlike RiztheHuntress Fierce Roses (If you want Slate to notice)

> Slatefur < He/they

Slatefur padded into the gathering, Wow! This was a lot of cats! Slatefur noticed Owlstorm near the front of the area, Slatefur padded over to Owlstorm. "Hello, Owlstorm. Fine day isn't it?" Slatefur asked Owlstorm, Owlstorm was a new member of the clan. But lots of warriors thought she was pleasant(At least in the ShadowClan way)Slatefur agreed with a lot of the things ShadowClan said. And that was why he was a very loyal warrior. "I'm guessing that ShadowClan's gonna get some new prey soon, with hopefully the Twoleg stuff all cleaned up" Slatefur told Owlstorm, it seemed like there was quite a bit of things going on in the other clans as well. Skystar and Cinderstar must have either died or stepped down. But other than that gatherings still were the same piece of clan culture as they have always been. Loud and annoying, but also friendly and nice.

// Morning!

[Wintersun]

Willowpaw (She/They)

The fluffy she-cat shrunk down in her pelt when she was the amount of cats that were here. She was pretty nervous, but she was at least hoping to see Dawnpaw, or maybe, somebody would come up to her? Hah! Who was she kidding, she would look out for Thunderpaw and Fawnpaw. She took a few more glances and found a place to sit that was a bit farther away from everyone else.


[Open]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

"No problem," he mewed, noticing that she was blind. "I am Swiftheart."

the blind she-cat smiled" nice to meet you swiftheart im Echoblue a blind riverclan cat" she meowed happily" you smell like a windclan cat" she added

[Morning!]

Troutstone looked around. There were a lot of cats here, and he had a hard time choosing someone to talk to. A silver-and-grey she-cat caught his eye, and he wandered over. "Hi, I am Troutstone. From RiverClan." From the smell of her, she was ShadowClan.

> Slatefur < He/they

Slatefur padded into the gathering, Wow! This was a lot of cats! Slatefur noticed Owlstorm near the front of the area, Slatefur padded over to Owlstorm. "Hello, Owlstorm. Fine day isn't it?" Slatefur asked Owlstorm, Owlstorm was a new member of the clan. But lots of warriors thought she was pleasant(At least in the ShadowClan way)Slatefur agreed with a lot of the things ShadowClan said. And that was why he was a very loyal warrior. "I'm guessing that ShadowClan's gonna get some new prey soon, with hopefully the Twoleg stuff all cleaned up" Slatefur told Owlstorm, it seemed like there was quite a bit of things going on in the other clans as well. Skystar and Cinderstar must have either died or stepped down. But other than that gatherings still were the same piece of clan culture as they have always been. Loud and annoying, but also friendly and nice.

// Morning!
She had bearly made time to sit down as a new scent came her way. There were a lot of different ones in the air, but the one closest to her right now had strong hints of... fish to it. She wrinkled her nose somewhat. Riverclan. The swimming fishers. She didn't particularly see the appeal in seafood, maybe for very harsh times, but otherwise, it seemed very much disgusting. But one of those ones was now getting close to her, fantastic. "Owlstorm." She answered shortly, following it up a dry "Shadowclan." The other cat hadn't needed to state their clan for her to pick up on the smell, and she hoped the other cat could do the same but... anyway, politeness and all that crap.

Another cat approached her as well, though this one was from her own clan. Slatefur, if she remembered correctly. They were making small talk, which she also wasn't too interested in. "Suppose." She was tempted to comment on how low the freshkill pile had been for the past week and a half, but she wasn't gonna say bad things about her clan in front of this... Riverclanner. Speaking of which She turned to the smelly cat. "How are things in Riverclan?" Any recent deaths maybe?

[azu-azulu]

shadefur sighed, it had been a while, and this was her first meeting as a warrior

OPEN

[perseus.]

Sungaze
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Sungaze tilted his head at Flashlight putting his paw up, he copied him still confused but he didn't want to upset the cat in front of him, though he doesn't seem like he would get too upset at me, he seems way too tired for that. His ear flicked slightly as he narrowed his eyes in concern.

Once he set his paw back down he chuckled lightly, "We do go in trees once in a while but I don't think we would ever hang out with squirrels. They are rather annoying little creatures." They hummed lightly as studied Flashlight, "Are you okay? You sleep like you haven't slept in moons." Truly I hope he is able to get some well rested sleep after this gathering, it seems that he needs it.

He glanced over when when Shadowclan entered, taking note of the loner that was somehow not chased out yet, slightly narrowing their eyes before they turned their gaze back to Flashlight. "How is it over in Riverclan with the fishes?" Sungaze's maw gently twitched when she had said this.

Willowfern

[perseus.]

Foxcall's tilted their head, narrowing their eyes at the cat, "Crocus...what? paw? what's your full name? if you even have one of those" the last part was muttered under their breath, though Crocus..whatever would have been able to hear it. Foxcall was already tense with what had happened in Shadowclan so to have two loners here was making them irritable.

Hopefully Dawnstar will take care of them, we don't need anymore trouble. His tail was slightly puffed up as well as some of the fur on their hackles was slightly raised. They would never outwardly start a fight, especially with a cat that looks like an apprentice but he wanted to show he did NOT like this cat in front of him.


neptune

[Doom]

CROWPAW
✦ THUNDERCLAN | 8 MOONS | AGENDER [AMAB] ✦
✦ MASSIVE FLUFFY BLACK-AND-WHITE TOM WITH BLUE EYES ✦

x ghostie

· · ⸻⸻⸻⸻ ·✦✧✦✧· ⸻⸻⸻⸻ · ·

Hm? Did someone say something to them?

The fluffy apprentice was quick to raise their large head in the direction of the cranky voice, which sounded like it was coming from over their shoulder. It seemed as though some lanky black tom had heard their greeting! Crowpaw couldn’t make out exactly what he said, but as they began to angle their ears on him, they were able to pick up “good talk” and “please do not yell”. Huh? Maybe…this cat wanted to talk but they were being too loud? The stranger then turned their head directly towards them, but Crowpaw was faced away. Gah! How rude of Crowpaw! Immediately, they twirled around to face him with a big ol’ smile. Time to make a friend!!

“Oh, sorry for yelling!” Crowpaw spoke up, trotting closer to Wormbite. “There’s more cats here than I’m used to. It’s my first time at a gathering, and I don’t know who to greet first, so I just decided to greet everyone at once!” They purred proudly before quickly continuing to the next topic. “What’s your name by the way? You smell like fish! Are you from RiverClan?” Their heart suddenly sank to their stomach when they said that, remembering the announcement Cinderstar made before she died. She said RiverClan were murderers and imprisoned a ThunderClan apprentice. She…she did say that was only Skystar’s fault, but…it was still a scary incident to hear about. Crowpaw blinked at Wormbite, suddenly much stiffer than they were a moment ago. Was it okay to mingle with a RiverClanner??? Crowpaw wanted to believe that not every RiverClan cat was dangerous, but...suddenly the unwelcoming demeanor of this cat became loud and clear to them. Oh stars, did they make a mistake??

They shifted their weight from paw to paw as they awkwardly awaited the tom to share his name -- ready to trust their flight instincts kicking in if he asked them to leave.

[Kaybug.]

Emberwind || They/She || Shadowclan || Open

The molly sat in the back of the crowd listening to the others quiet rambles. They weren’t really in the mood to chat with anyone right now, although she wouldn’t mind.
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Batpaw || He/They || Shadowclan || Open

The fresh apprentice growled in annoyance of everyone’s chitchat, he wished the gathering could be a little more quiet. His black/white/gray fluffy fur moved with the light breeze.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

meadowleap watched

stormpaw listened

thunderblaze stayed quiet

ashclaw listened

lilypaw watched

splashstripe looked around

echoblue listened to everyone

swiftflight listened

peachpaw was so excited

[open!]

[vellichor]

>Bumblebreak<
Oh, look at that. Bumblebreak's ears turned as the fish-face bared her teeth. Touchy. Recollected herself well, at least. Bumblebreak watched with mild disinterest as the cat made a rather dramatic show of not caring. Oh, she was SO hurt by this fishface pretending not to care about what she was saying. Boo-hoo.

Aw. Boring. Bumblebreak's tail twitched, and she fought the urge to swat the innocent expression off the tabby's face. "Call me whatever you like, fishy."

Some little spark of indignation lit in her chest and her nostrils flared, though she fought to keep it all out of her expression. "LET them? Either your Clan has lowered its standards when it comes to the warriors it promotes or... actually, no, I'm actually pretty sure that's the only explanation."

Bumblebreak tried for a small, mirthless smile. "Don't be too down about it, fishy. Some cats just don't have what it takes, a warrior's life sure isn't for everyone. 'Sides, like I said-" she glanced over the other scars across the tabby's back, eyes cold "-it's definitely an improvement. I can actually bear to look at your face now. In fact, you should let me mark it up again. I have some thoughts. "

A cruel twist of her lips, just the smallest shift of a smile into a distasteful sneer - and the disinterested charade was dropped. "Buzz off, fishface."

violetfreckle

she pretended not to notice as the thunderclan warrior turned their ears. violetfreckle wouldn't entertain any of this, not at all. pointedly ignoring things was something that the tabby she-cat excelled at, after all. oh, what was that? a small tail twitch? she felt a smug grin coming on, but the thought immediately left her head as she almost rolled her eyes at the completely unoriginal nickname the cat came up for her. "whatever you say, bubbles," violetfreckle spoke in a singsongy voice.

that smug grin did make its way onto her face at the thunderclan cat's next words. she closed her eyes and puffed her chest a bit. "hey, sometimes you have to let cats get a couple hits on you. otherwise, it's not a challenge for warriors like me." a single dark green eye opened as she commented, "not that you would really know, of course, bubbles."

now a full scowl made its way onto her face. "maybe you should shut your big mouth before it lands you in a real fight with me. remember, you're only here because you were too pathetic to kill. and, because i like to think of myself as a rather... merciful cat." violetfreckle ended her statement with a pointed tail flick, and stuck her muzzle into the air, glaring down at bumblebreak.

"awww, what happened to fishy? i really quite liked it when you called me that," violetfreckle pouted, looking at the other cat with that innocent expression once again.

[Estelle]

Dandelionpaw poofed into existence at the gathering, feeling nervous and scared because last time she was here, she got lost and went missing after. Granted, Spiderleap had shown her the territory since, but... She just felt nervous. Scared of getting lost, the older apprentice debated between sitting at the sides, or the middle - each just as lost-worthy as the other. Heaving a shaky breath, the moved to sit somewhere in between, awkwardly shuffling past the other two cats and sitting down, for this first time in a while tucking away her crippled leg under her tail.

[vellichor]

// birdie

beansprout

he knew it was going to happen, but beansprout still found that he was surprised as he followed fawnpaw to the front of the crowd. and... wow. there were a lot of cats here. more than he remembered. he took a moment to look at the leaders and take note of them. twilightstar and dawnstar, of course. he would be surprised if the duo wasn't there, to be honest. and... thunderclan had a new leader? he supposed he shouldn't be surprised, especially since riverclan was in about the same situation. it was still disappointing, though. he wasn't quite sure why.

back to fawnpaw. the young cat was already beginning to talk to other cats, so the siamese simply resigned himself to sitting beside her, offering support if necessary. he was more than happy to sit and watch the rest of the gathered cats in the meantime. he offered a warm glance and a brief touch of his nose to his kit's shoulder, and was then on standby. his fluffy tail flicked every so often as he took in the scene.

[azu-azulu]

shadefurs ear flicked

O P E N

[MockingRabbit]

the blind she-cat smiled" nice to meet you swiftheart im Echoblue a blind riverclan cat" she meowed happily" you smell like a windclan cat" she added
"Yes I am!" He purred. "What has been going on in RiverClan? I see you have a new leader."

[SpiritWolf_yt]

echo nodded" yes skystar has passed and pikestar has taken the leadership role he also chose slatewhisker to be our deputy, among which pikestar has warned us to be cautious in our territory with hazards going on, what's going on with windclan nothings changed to me it seems, twilightstar is still the leader and fallownose is still the deputy" she meowed
Rabbiteye

[starry]

Cinderblaze leaped onto the seastones, positioning himself in the center of all the deputies. He quirked his eyebrows at the sight of two new cats, and turned his head upwards to see that Snowleap and Sparrowflight had been promoted to leaders. Good, Skystar was finally gone. The tomcat flexed his claws at the sight of an outsider, and he chuckled a little when he saw that Dawnstar and some hairballs already had the trespasser handled. Did these outsiders want to die? He smirked a little, then turned to the other deputies with a carefree, almost amused flick of his tail.

"Those trespassers really think they're strong enough to invade a gathering," he remarked with a cocky chuckle, then looked at the two new deputies, raising his eyebrows. "So you two are new. I wasn't expecting Cinderstar to die off so soon." Of course had respected the ThunderClan leader, but to be honest, she had always seemed old for a leader. He hoped there would be a little more dynamic between the deputies this time, the old ones had been kind of boring.

"Anyway. Greetings."

Fierce Roses MaryTheCrow NinjaBloss [Sorry if anything in this post is off, it was hard for me to write.]

[MockingRabbit]

She had bearly made time to sit down as a new scent came her way. There were a lot of different ones in the air, but the one closest to her right now had strong hints of... fish to it. She wrinkled her nose somewhat. Riverclan. The swimming fishers. She didn't particularly see the appeal in seafood, maybe for very harsh times, but otherwise, it seemed very much disgusting. But one of those ones was now getting close to her, fantastic. "Owlstorm." She answered shortly, following it up a dry "Shadowclan." The other cat hadn't needed to state their clan for her to pick up on the smell, and she hoped the other cat could do the same but... anyway, politeness and all that crap.

Another cat approached her as well, though this one was from her own clan. Slatefur, if she remembered correctly. They were making small talk, which she also wasn't too interested in. "Suppose." She was tempted to comment on how low the freshkill pile had been for the past week and a half, but she wasn't gonna say bad things about her clan in front of this... Riverclanner. Speaking of which She turned to the smelly cat. "How are things in Riverclan?" Any recent deaths maybe?


"All fine and dandy. Skystar died though, and now we have Pikestar. Although, he chose Slatewhisker as deputy instead of me." He chuckled, to show that he did not mean it.

[MockingRabbit]

echo nodded" yes skystar has passed and pikestar has taken the leadership role he also chose slatewhisker to be our deputy, among which pikestar has warned us to be cautious in our territory with hazards going on, what's going on with windclan nothings changed to me it seems, twilightstar is still the leader and fallownose is still the deputy" she meowed
@Rabbiteye (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16523)
"Yeah, nothing to bad seems to be happening in WindClan." Scratched behind his ear with a hind-paw.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

echoblue sighed" thats good" she meowed
Rabbiteye

[~Half-A-Witch~]

LilyLeaf (RC)
LilyLeaf padded over and sat, grooming her fur and looking around.

ThunderHeart (THC)
ThunderHeart looked around and sat after a while hopping her mate, RainFlower, had come, she didn't get a good look at everyone who came!
--------------------------- Catrina (If RainFlower is attending they can interact, maybe?)

[Zei]

LilyLeaf (RC)
LilyLeaf padded over and sat, grooming her fur and looking around.

ThunderHeart (THC)
ThunderHeart looked around and sat after a while hopping her mate, RainFlower, had come, she didn't get a good look at everyone who came!
--------------------------- Catrina (If RainFlower is attending they can interact, maybe?)
Rainflower paddled over "this is exciting isn't it? i see a lot of my friends!"

[Silverfur & Co]

Featherspirit of riverclan sat there at the gathering silent for once not saying anything to any cat unless she was adressed or spoken to by anybody at this gathering as she listened to what the leaders had to say from each of the clans.



{Open to anyone}

[Dark]

Darkpaw
[Open]
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Darkpaw made his way to the gathering, his paws itching with excitement. This was his first gathering! And after all the stresses of what was going on within his clan, he was relieved to have a break and meet some of the other clan cats. He opened his mouth to breathe in all the scents of the cats surrounding him, but immediately closed his mouth with a small gag and wrinkled his nose. Caught off guard by the strong scents, he looked around to see if anyone noticed.

'Riverclan' He thought to himself with a frown. Of course, he had got a whiff of all the smells of the clans when Cinderblaze took him for a tour around the territory, and he had found he wasn't too fond of Riverclan's fishy scent. Unfortunately for him, there was Riverclan scent everywhere and it was largely overwhelming to him. Despite his general dislike for their smell, he had no overall problem with the clan, as he knew very little about them other than stories that floated around camp.

The black tabby looked around with his icy blue eyes until he noticed his mentor, Cinderblaze up in the middle of the stepstones greeting the other deputies. He is so cool The tom thought, eyes sparkling with admiration. One day I wish to be up there Sighing outwardly, he knew this goal was a lofty and likely unobtainable one, as there were many more qualified cats and more to be found as he grew up, but a cat could dream no?

Turning his attention away from the deputies and leaders of the clans, he laid down a bit away from some of the other cats and rested his head in his paws so that he could observe from the sidelines. He wasn't too sure how he should go about approaching the other cats, so he figured he might was well wait and see if someone approached him.

[azu-azulu]

Shadefur sat practically alone. will icepelt be okay?

[sol.]

- Lilycreek | RiverClan | She/They


She glanced away from Koipool, her eyes wandering. The place had quickly become packed with the arrival of ThunderClan and ShadowClan. She saw a cat that looked unmistakable- Dawnstar. Large, haughty, and menacing as ever. Lilycreek's heart gave a small twinge of pity at the cat who Dawnstar had creep up on, before frowning. Was that a new apprentice? Probably. She turned to leave, hoping to find someone to talk to.


(Open to all!)

[azu-azulu]

Shadefur stretched, bored

OPEN

[Eaglet]

Thrushfur bounded don the small slope towards the sandy beaches. Flicking his paws off the sand as he settled down near the rock. He stretched his body with a small flick of his ear. He hadn't been here in so long, it's felt like moons since he even stepped into the clearing. He gazed up at the high-ranking cats who were stationed there like statues. He narrowed his eyes carefully, he muttered something under his breath before giving his a paw a few good licks. Lapping it over his ear with continuous licks.

He let out a heaved sigh to look around, it seemed like cats were still taking their sweet time to get here. His eyes were looking farther than he intentionally anticipated, he eyes spotted a bird. With a small ruckus it flapped away, his eyes were immediately attracted to it as it fled from the crowd of cats. He narrowed his eyes once more before he went back to grooming, to do as he pleased before the gathering started.

[ Open! ]

[plum]

Foxcall's tilted their head, narrowing their eyes at the cat, "Crocus...what? paw? what's your full name? if you even have one of those" the last part was muttered under their breath, though Crocus..whatever would have been able to hear it. Foxcall was already tense with what had happened in Shadowclan so to have two loners here was making them irritable.

Hopefully Dawnstar will take care of them, we don't need anymore trouble. His tail was slightly puffed up as well as some of the fur on their hackles was slightly raised. They would never outwardly start a fight, especially with a cat that looks like an apprentice but he wanted to show he did NOT like this cat in front of him.


neptune


"M-m-my m-mum c-called me C-crocus," the young tom stammers on, the whites of his eyes flashing as he regards Foxcall fearfully, belly pressed into the earth. He hoped this tom left him alone sooner rather than later. Even though this was "fun" he didn't want to keep it up forever. "W-where is this p-p-place? Who is everyo-one? Why is... Why is this ha-ha-happening?"
(sorry for lack of substance aa)

[azu-azulu]

Shadefur looked up at the leaders, blue eyes

[Raven~]

Featherspirit of riverclan sat there at the gathering silent for once not saying anything to any cat unless she was adressed or spoken to by anybody at this gathering as she listened to what the leaders had to say from each of the clans.



{Open to anyone}

Larkstorm followed her leader into the Gathering, her paw steps hesitant. This was her first Gathering back, and to be honest she wasn't sure if any of her other Clan friends would be around. Larkstorm didn't want to just start wandering all over the Seastones looking for them, so instead she opted to sit with a nice-looking RiverClan cat. "Hi, I'm Larkstorm," Larkstorm meowed cheerily sitting next to the she-cat. "What's your name?

[azu-azulu]

Shadefur sighed and stood, wanting to talk to someone to get rid of this boredom, but how?

OPEN

[Silverfur & Co]

Larkstorm followed her leader into the Gathering, her paw steps hesitant. This was her first Gathering back, and to be honest she wasn't sure if any of her other Clan friends would be around. Larkstorm didn't want to just start wandering all over the Seastones looking for them, so instead she opted to sit with a nice-looking RiverClan cat. "Hi, I'm Larkstorm," Larkstorm meowed cheerily sitting next to the she-cat. "What's your name?




Featherspirit looked at the other molly and smiled and mews as they introduce themselves. "I am Featherspirit, nice to meet you Larkstorm." She mews

[lucidense]

( Thunderclan ) Acornpaw padded into the gathering, having fallen a bit behind the crowd. He took his seat in the back, balancing on his haunches to try and see over the crowd. (Open)

( Shadowclan ) Nightlight walked silently into the gathering, a shadow among the outskirts. He sat on the side of the crowd, taking a seat and staring at the leaders, eerily quiet. (Also open)

[SpiritedWarrior]

Bumbleflight had unfortunately found himself separated from his apprentice during the trip to the Gathering, moved away by Clanmates during the trip. He now ended up near the back of the group, away from Rainpaw and causing his pelt to prickle anxiously. Where was he? Was he still with the Clan? Was he left behind? Was he already mingling with the other Clans?

Swallowing his nerves, the dark tabby weaved through the many cats in the area, amber eyes scanning the area, and let out a sigh of relief when he spotted a familiar dark brown tabby pelt, similar to his own. Bumbleflight walked faster, and soon, he was standing beside his apprentice, offering what he hoped would be a calming presence to the young tom. After all, the warrior could practically smell the anxiety from Rainpaw. Then again, there were many cats here, most strangers, so it was to be expected.

"There you are!" Bumbleflight huffed, catching his breath and sitting down with Rainpaw. He scanned the area briefly, his nose wrinkling at the fishy smell of the water cats, but also a much nicer one of WindClan. He leaned over to whisper to his apprentice; "Looks like RiverClan and WindClan are already here. Try to remember their scents, if you can. We'll be checking our borders with them and ShadowClan later. But, for now, do you want to go interact with others, or wanna stay here?"

Hearing the footsteps of a warrior, Rainpaw fluffed up his fur in an attempt to intimidate the cat into leaving him alone, but found that the cat who approached him was Bumbleflight, his mentor. Oops. Instantly, Rainpaw smoothed out his fur and cast an apologetic glance at the warrior. Seeing as Bumbleflight had sat down, Rainpaw copied his mentor's movements, hoping it would help calm his nerves.

"Okay, Bumbleflight," he muttered in response to memorizing the rival Clans' scents. When the warrior went on to ask him if he wanted to stay, Rainpaw snuggled closer to the tabby and gulped, "I- I want to stay... I-if you d-don't mind."

Ashpaw (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes

»»————-　☀︎︎　————-««

While Ashpaw regain his balance, a familiar call reached his ears and made him turn back quickly. His eyes gleamed when he recognized his favorite orange pelt, and he bounced happily to Flamepaw to touch her nose in greeting. "Flamepaw! I hadn't seen you tonight in the darkness." And he'd been too occupied and focused on identifying the weird smells that lingered around Seastones. Now that he thought about it, there was something else that he hadn't noticed before. Something that reminded him of the minnows Flamepaw had caught at Sunkissed Creek... Must be Riverclan. So stinky!

"Excited? I'm trying so hard to stay calm! Have you participated in a Gathering before?" This was his first one as an apprentice, and he was looking forward not only to meet other cats, but to see the leaders himself in first person. How were they? And what would they announce tonight? His tail lashed back and forth and he had to force himself not to jump around like a happy kit. "Do you think we'll meet other apprentices? I would really like to get to know someone new. But I know Sparrowstar would want us not to talk too much about Thunderclan's affairs."

He kept talking as they entered the clearing and their clanmates scattered around to share tongues, before the meeting started. Soon, the last clan made its way into the moonlight-shone glade and it wasn't difficult to imagine who it was. He stared at the mass of dark pelts moving silently behind a huge, scarred brown she-cat with amber brilliant eyes. She looks really scary, he thought.


[OPEN]

Flamepaw purred with delight, a warm, fuzzy feeling overcame her nervousness and grudge against ShadowClan as she saw Dawnstar and her followers enter Seastones shortly after the other three Clans had and felt her friend's nose against hers.

"I'm surprised!" she chuckled and batted Ashpaw lightly on the shoulder. "You blend in better than I do! 'Course, no one blends in better than ShadowClan..." The orange and white green-eyed tabby looked over at Dawnstar. "They're the last ones to arrive." It had crossed her mind to say that they were the stinkiest Clan, both personality-wise and scent-wise, but she didn't want to risk getting injured or insulted at a Gathering that was supposed to be peaceful. Turning her attention back to Ashpaw, she smiled and flicked her ear.

"Me too, this is my first Gathering."

Her eyes gleamed with excitement as he mentioned he thought they'd meet apprentices of the other Clans. And to be quite honest, Flamepaw hoped that they'd get to see Willowpaw. Was she even here? It would be great if she was, but the apprentice was skittish, would Dawnstar want to see her Clan's apprentice show that because it seemed to be like a sign of weakness to that massive leader?

"I met a ShadowClan apprentice at the border once, our apprentice, Dawnpaw, introduced me to Willowpaw. Don't worry, we stayed on our parts of the border so we weren't breaking the code or anything. But Willowpaw was really nice actually."

[stardust.]

> Rootstripe < He/him

Rootstripe noticed that there wasn't a lot of commotion at this gathering compared to the last few gatherings. Rootstripe also noticed that RiverClan wasn't the only one with a new leader, it looked like ThunderClan had ANOTHER new leader as well. Cinderstar seemed like a cat who would surely get ThunderClan back on it's feet, how could she die so quickly? Rootstripe didn't know.. Probably by the usual ThunderClan things. Rootstripe padded to an area where he would be seen, making sure that everyone could hear the joke that he was about to say. "ThunderClan's a strong clan! HA! That's a joke. Another leader lost? Seriously?" Rootstripe then laughed, hoping that everyone thought his joke was funny. They probably did! Because ThunderClan was so weak. "Really though, ThunderClan's so strong! HA! Just joking of course!" ThunderClan REALLY needed to stop losing leaders so fast, it was just HILARIOUS now. And Rootstripe really meant. HILARIOUS. Rootstripe started laughing so hard he couldn't control it.

// (Open, feel free to react)

> Slatefur < He/they

Slatefur nodded in agreement to Owlstorm, speaking: "Bye!" Before moving to a new place before hearing a pleasantly unfunny joke, ThunderClan was weak.. Which they WERE in Slatefur's opinion.. But this was a gathering, and gatherings weren't the time to make unfunny jokes. Which clan was this cat even from? Slatefur had never seen them in ShadowClan, this cat was obviously not a bunny by the look of them. It could not be ThunderClan of course, unless the cat was pulling a good ol' traitor joke. So it was RiverClan then, Slatefur didn't expect a remark like that from a RiverClan cat, but then again. It looks like they lost another leader, and the same with ThunderClan.. ok, maybe that cats words weren't TOO harsh. Maybe the cats words actually represented ThunderClan pretty well.

// Morning! (Open)

[SpiritedWarrior]

> Rootstripe < He/him

Rootstripe noticed that there wasn't a lot of commotion at this gathering compared to the last few gatherings. Rootstripe also noticed that RiverClan wasn't the only one with a new leader, it looked like ThunderClan had ANOTHER new leader as well. Cinderstar seemed like a cat who would surely get ThunderClan back on it's feet, how could she die so quickly? Rootstripe didn't know.. Probably by the usual ThunderClan things. Rootstripe padded to an area where he would be seen, making sure that everyone could hear the joke that he was about to say. "ThunderClan's a strong clan! HA! That's a joke. Another leader lost? Seriously?" Rootstripe then laughed, hoping that everyone thought his joke was funny. They probably did! Because ThunderClan was so weak. "Really though, ThunderClan's so strong! HA! Just joking of course!" ThunderClan REALLY needed to stop losing leaders so fast, it was just HILARIOUS now. And Rootstripe really meant. HILARIOUS. Rootstripe started laughing so hard he couldn't control it.

// (Open, feel free to react)

> Slatefur < He/they

Slatefur nodded in agreement to Owlstorm, speaking: "Bye!" Before moving to a new place before hearing a pleasantly unfunny joke, ThunderClan was weak.. Which they WERE in Slatefur's opinion.. But this was a gathering, and gatherings weren't the time to make unfunny jokes. Which clan was this cat even from? Slatefur had never seen them in ShadowClan, this cat was obviously not a bunny by the look of them. It could not be ThunderClan of course, unless the cat was pulling a good ol' traitor joke. So it was RiverClan then, Slatefur didn't expect a remark like that from a RiverClan cat, but then again. It looks like they lost another leader, and the same with ThunderClan.. ok, maybe that cats words weren't TOO harsh. Maybe the cats words actually represented ThunderClan pretty well.

// Morning! (Open)

Flamepaw looked over at the strange warrior who joked about ThunderClan losing Cinderstar. Did this cat have ANY respect? Letting out a low growl, Flamepaw forced herself to remain calm as she got away from Ashpaw and stalked toward the rival warrior.

The large apprentice, though fuming on the inside, calmly spoke, “I’ll have you know Cinderstar got ThunderClan back on our paws. Performed many a ceremony, and died a noble death,” she began, not bothering to keep her voice down. “And Sparrowstar will continue to rise ThunderClan to the glory it once was. This is a Gathering and a noble leader joined our StarClan ancestors. Show some respect, will you?”

[Bean.]

Nightpaw walked into the gathering place (thing) and sat down, its been a bit… she seen some un recognizable faces, maybe new apprentices i guess.. as she flicked her tail.. all she felt was nervousness..

(Open)

[forest]

HollowStorm walked into the gathering. He wondered what the leaders would talk about. FredTheFrog

[dino.]

violetfreckle

she pretended not to notice as the thunderclan warrior turned their ears. violetfreckle wouldn't entertain any of this, not at all. pointedly ignoring things was something that the tabby she-cat excelled at, after all. oh, what was that? a small tail twitch? she felt a smug grin coming on, but the thought immediately left her head as she almost rolled her eyes at the completely unoriginal nickname the cat came up for her. "whatever you say, bubbles," violetfreckle spoke in a singsongy voice.

that smug grin did make its way onto her face at the thunderclan cat's next words. she closed her eyes and puffed her chest a bit. "hey, sometimes you have to let cats get a couple hits on you. otherwise, it's not a challenge for warriors like me." a single dark green eye opened as she commented, "not that you would really know, of course, bubbles."

now a full scowl made its way onto her face. "maybe you should shut your big mouth before it lands you in a real fight with me. remember, you're only here because you were too pathetic to kill. and, because i like to think of myself as a rather... merciful cat." violetfreckle ended her statement with a pointed tail flick, and stuck her muzzle into the air, glaring down at bumblebreak.

"awww, what happened to fishy? i really quite liked it when you called me that," violetfreckle pouted, looking at the other cat with that innocent expression once again.

>Bumblebreak<
'Bubbles'. Wow. If it was one part of this she-cat that really didn't bother her, it was the nickname. Infantile, really, and Bumblebreak would never kick a baby, so she wouldn't bother protesting this. The other things, on the other paw... she caught herself inhaling softly to supress the urge to rake her claws across this cat's throat.

The smug grin, the puffed-out chest, the infuriating arrogance—she barked a shameless, cold laugh. "Are you serious? Stars, I knew RiverClan was stupid, but if you're willing to stand around and let yourself get smacked then I guess they really have lowered their standards. You're an idiot."

Oooo, scowl! She got a scowl! A hateful smirk tugged at one corner of her mouth, her tone taking on a chilling, venemous edge. "You want a real fight? Fine, I'll give you a real fight. Merciful my ass, you just didn't have the spine and we both know it, and when I'm done with you it'll be more than that mug of yours all cut up."

Just one excuse. Just ONE excuse to get back at these cats for all of the dung they'd gotten away with over the moons. She ran her tongue over her upper lip as she stood with a lash of her tail, and the fur on her back bristling. The fishface was taller than her; she had to tilt her head up to glower at her. "Pick a time and a place, fishy. Can't wait to shred you to pieces."

[Rizo]

> Pebblefoot < She/they/he

Pebblefoot noticed that the cat they were talking to wasn't a very nice cat. As the cat introduced themselves as Hawkblaze of WindClan. WindClan seemed to be doing good, by looking around the Seastones it looked like there were quite a few WindClan cats talking. "RiverClan's doing well, thank the stars Skystar's gone. He treated us like we were kittypets!" He spoke to Hawkblaze, noticing that Flintfang was right behind her, they spoke: "Ah, hello Flintfang. Wonder when the gathering's gonna start. So many cats are here, I wonder if..." Pebblefoot's eyes drifted to Slatewhisker. No, Pebblefoot.. You can't do that.. Everyone's gonna notice.. Pebblefoot thought, but he just couldn't control it. Pebblefoot's eyes drifted back over to Flintfang, "Uhh sorry.. I was just.. uh... Looking at the rock! And the leaders and deputies!" Pebblefoot told Flintfang. Moving her gaze back to Hawkblaze, Pebblefoot spoke: "How is WindClan doing?"

// Katlike RiztheHuntress Fierce Roses (If you want Slate to notice)


~Hawkblaze | @/.Stardust. Katlike~

Letting out another huff, the tom noticed another warrior approach.
Great, more fish.
He glanced to Flintfang for a moment then turned his focus back to Pebblefoot.
"Windclan is doing fine, but I'm sure Twilightstar will give you updates when she makes her announcements," he chuffed, sitting up a little straighter. He rolled his eyes slightly at the speculation of when the gathering would begin.
"Now that all the clans have arrived, I'm sure that the announcements will begin soon."

~Moosecrash | Open~

Padding his way into the crowd of cats, the huge tomcat tried to keep a wide berth from the smaller cats all crowding the space. He really didn't want to accidentally bump anyone. Slowly, carefully, he made his way forward to sit close to the Seastones, hoping to support his leader with his presence. It was Sparrowstar's first gathering as leader, and it was important for the senior warriors to show strength and support.
He looked over the cats sitting upon the Seastones and tilted his head. Sitting where he used to see Skystar was the long furred dark tomcat that he had seen at the last Gathering, the one that had seemed very familiar. Curiosity filled him as he wrapped his tail around his paws, patiently waiting for the announcements to begin.

~Spiritfire | Open~

Making her way after her glorious leader, the gorgeous white she-cat slunk around the gathered cats, heading towards the center of the crowd. Here she would be able to listen to all the conversations, both among her peers and the other clans. Gathering information for Dawnstar was exhilarating, and she delighted in her task.
Finding an open place, she took a seat, wrapping her plumed tail around her paws daintily.

[Sorrow]

Spotty, SplashyLumi, Undertaker

MATRIX
active loner
she / her
a multi-colored she-cat (grey, blueish, black) with a white base. she has an orange nose blaze and a visible russet spot on her chest. she has green eyes.
russian accent
interaction open, only to mentioned users [feel free to respond with whatever]
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the outsider shrank against the ground, audits once again slamming down against the back of her head as she crept slowly backwards. "i didn't mean any harm!" she stammered, eyes widening in pure terror. "i was just looking!" there was odd anger in her voice, yet she still was clearly scared. with a frantic yowl, she launched herself up a hill and sprang away.

[Orion]

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“I still don’t see why I had to be the one to carry it,” Centipedepaw groused, grimacing around the mouthful of silver that he held between his teeth. “You always make me do the work.” Each step sent soft, musical jingles tinkling through the air like muted birdsong, the sound oddly haunting as ShadowClan traveled from their recently reclaimed camp and toward the Seastones. Being Deaf, Centipede could not hear the stray chimes his special metal object created—but he could feel the thin tubelike structures thump lightly against his sternum as he marched.

Had he been born a kittypet, the boy might’ve known that this strange contraption was a wind chime; the smoky apprentice had uncovered it during a patrol with his mentor, Ivysnake, and his brother back before twolegs invaded their territory. At the time, both littermates had been fascinated by their discovery: they could not determine the purpose of tiny metal charms strung together, or how the linked silver twigs had appeared in ShadowClan land in the first place. They’d spent many nights since acquiring it sharing their theories… but ultimately answers eluded them. Which made keeping the chimes all the more exciting, honestly. Coupled with the fact that Ivysnake had ordered them to ditch their prize, the boys were more invested in the windchime piece than pretty much anything else in their young lives. Nobody in their faction knew of their covert treasure. Nobody had seen it other than Ivysnake—not until Centipedepaw had dragged the shining thing out from under his nest to carry to the next Gathering. Even then, the skull-faced lad kept toward the back of the pack with Hornetpaw, head down and paws slow, so as not to attract undue attention. They had a mission tonight. They couldn’t afford to have the trinket taken from them prematurely. Not before they were able to gift at least part of it to the only kinda-friend they shared outside of home.

“You’re carrying it because I’m the one who’s going to do the talking,” Hornetpaw signed back, shooting his sibling a smirk. When Centipede’s useless ears flattened in annoyance, the rust-colored brother bumped him amicably with his shoulder. “Sorry—I meant the OUT-LOUD talking. Your paws are still free, right? Just sign away like normal… and DON’T drop that.”

Centipedepaw responded by signing a series of filthy words not suitable for his age group. Hornetpaw had to choke down the raucous boom of his own laughter so Dawnstar wouldn’t turn around and tell him to shut up and go back to camp.

The underbrush faded away into the expanse of a moonlit beach. The brothers peeled away from the rest of their clan with a purpose, scanning along all the myriad faces and pelts for a singular one among the crowd: Fawnpaw.

Why were the two toms so dead set on finding the tiny RiverClan apprentice again? The answer was simple, and it was currently residing back at Hornetpaw’s nest, since it was his turn with the girl’s peace offering: a smooth shell. Nothing flashy or amazing. If either kid had found the shell himself on a patrol, he would’ve ignored it, or thrown it as hard as he could at a stranger. But since the lovely item had been given to them in friendship, Hornet and Centipede protected and coveted the shell with the ferocity of dragons guarding gold. They hoped to find Fawnpaw at some point tonight, to give her something that would last just as long (if not longer) than the pretty sea-trinket she’d bestowed upon them.

“Do you see her?” Centipedepaw asked, amber eyes intent as he searched.

“Is that her up by the Seastones?” Hornet questioned back, briefly leaning up on his hind legs to get a better view. “Woah, yeah, wonder what she’s doing up—”

“FAWNPAW. HI.” Centipedepaw had dropped the wind chime in favor of shouting at the top of his lungs for Fawnpaw’s attention, also perking up on his hind limbs to wave a foreleg in the RiverClanner’s direction. He took another breath to shout something else—but Hornetpaw promptly tackled him, stuffing both front paws in his brother’s fat mouth to shut him up.

[~Fierce~]

~Slatewhisker~
Slatewhisker watched with interest as Windclan arrived. She knew that Windclan was one of the more calmer clans of the whole group so she had connected in her head that they would show up in a timely manner. She was glad for the small distraction with the coming of Fallownose. She had been glancing at Pikestar the whole time, worry lacing her facial features. She had seen the exhaustion in him and she was very worried. There wasn't much she could do really. Exhaustion was something that couldn't be fixed with herbs. Perhaps poppy seeds as those always seemed to knock out someone but maybe they wouldn't help. A worried sigh escaped her lips before she composed herself and looked at the Windclan deputy.

She dipped her head in greetings to him, letting a smile color her face. She wouldn't show her worry now, especially here. She was supposed to show that she was a good choice for the job and Pikestar had picked well. She glanced at the deputy, wondering what conversation to strike up with him when a new scent hit her nostrils. Thunderclan. She looked away from Fallownose and her brow furrowed in confusion to see Sparrowflight at the head of the group. Where was Cinderstar? Was she sick? A russet cat padding towards her and Fallownose confirmed the worst. Cinderstar was no longer leader. Whether she was dead or not she would surely find out soon enough.

She noticed that the cat is small in size. What a difference. She saw Fallownose as big due to the height but this cat didn't have height or big in favor to him. She nodded to him, trying not to think about how she was looking down at him, when she heard a recognizable voice float in the air. She looked over to see Dawnstar standing behind an outsider and an apprentice and she paid no mind to it. She would have helped if it weren't Dawnstar confronting them. Slatewhisker was big, sure, but Dawnstar was bigger than her and had a bad reputation so she wasn't going to risk it.

She pricked her ears as a certain voice seemed to drift towards her ears. She let out a sigh. No doubt it was one of her clanmates. They were making fun of Thunderclan, the clan they had been rivals with for moons. Her blue gaze scanned the cats, pausing for a second on a cat that was staring at her before landing on the cat who had spoken. Rootstripe. "Roostripe, stop talking smack about Thunderclan. I told you to behave when we got here and clearly you're not following orders. If you keep it up I'm sending you back to camp." She called to him, her eyes filled with warning before she settled back down, turning her gaze towards Cinderblaze.

She dipped her head to the tom, commanding her body to relax. This was meant to be a peaceful gathering and she couldn't be stiff the whole time. She gave the Shadowclan deputy a smile. "Yes, I'm new. The name's Slatewhisker. Happy to meet you. You too Fallownose. And, umm" Oh gosh, what was his name? She was sure she had seen the tom before. Perhaps, "Is it, Copperfire? I feel like I've seen you before." She wasn't sure if it was the last Gathering, it had been a while since then and things were a bit muddled.
:heartbounce: .Stardust. MaryTheCrow marina NinjaBloss :heartbounce:

[stardust.]

> Rootstripe < He/him

Rootstripe was mad! Why did Slatewhisker have to deal with him when he was doing nothing wrong. And then there was a ThunderClan apprentice here too, "FOXHEARTED CATS!" He yelled, he was just doing what felt right! He was doing nothing wrong, "CAN WE JUST SHUT UP ABOUT THUNDERCLAN? THEY ARE KITTYPETS! LIKE KESTRELSTAR AND SKYSTAR THINK!" Rootstripe yowled, ThunderClan shouldn't even be a clan.. Rootstripe thought. "CINDERSTAR DIDN"T DIE A NOBLE DEATH! YOU STUPID APPRENTICE!" Rootstripe yowled at the apprentice, who was apparently from ThunderClan. ThunderClan was WAYYY too weak to be a clan. "SLATEWHISKER!! I WAS NOT TRASH-TALKING ABOUT THUNDERCLAN!! YOU'RE WORSE!!" Rootstripe shouted, "YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE TO BE DEPUTY!! HONESTLY, TO BE HONEST!! SKYSTAR WAS BETTER THAN PIKESTAR!!" Rootstripe shouted.

// SpiritedWarrior Fierce Roses

> Pebblefoot < He/they/she

Pebblefoot told Hawkblaze and Flintfang a simple: "Bye Hawkblaze, Bye Flintfang" Before heading o- Oh no.. Usual gathering chaos.. Pebblefoot recognized the cat as Rootstripe.. Was their seriously a cat that was acting like this? "I can take the kit back to camp if you want" They spoke. Trying to sound a bit calmer to see if Slatewhisker would notice.

// Katlike RiztheHuntress Fierce Roses

[poppy]

birdpaw - Orion .Stardust. - apologies on the short post ;;

The molly smiled warmly in welcome to her friend and scooted closer, intending to nestle her chin on the black and red apprentice's shoulder in a long gesture of greeting. "Hi Flicker!" She purred softly, but her purr shriveled up and died in her throat as there was a lot of shouting. Gatherings always had yelling. "Rootstripe... stop." She said, voice wavering at the end, but hopefully that wasn't noticeable. "This isn't the place for yelling. You're going to get yourself in trouble." She breathed in deeply. This Gathering wasn't going to end up like all the others. She wasn't going to be attacked and no one was going to yell at her. It was okay.

"I-I th-think you're talking out of anger... s-so maybe y-you should stop before you say or do so-something you'll regret later."

blizzardwind - @/.Stardust. @/Fierce Roses

Oh, hell. the large Shield rose to his paws after hearing the screaming of some childish warrior. Muttering some particularly colorful things to himself under his breath, he stalked over to stand opposite of young Birdpaw (who had beaten him to the punch, damn it). "Unfortunately, I think he'll be regretting this soon enough. Close your mouth, Rootstripe." He added, snapping that last bit at the moron beside him. Lightly nudging the small ragdoll apprentice to the side, so she could stay away from this deranged tomcat. "How about you go sit somewhere else, and I'll handle this, Birdpaw." He offered the suggestion, which she seemed to take somewhat gratefully, retreating back to her spot beside Flickerpaw.

Turning back to glare his ice-chip hues at Rootstripe, the large tom fluffed out his snowy silver fur, and glanced back to Pikestar and Slatewhisker for permission to haul this dumbass back to camp. Or something.

[~Fierce~]

~Slatewhisker~
Slatewhisker was just trying to enjoy the god dang gathering for Starclan's sake! She held in a growl as she turned to the other deputies. With a brief "I'll be back", she stepped off the stones and padded quickly over to Rootstripe, nodding her head at Blizzardwind. "Rootstripe, what did I tell you? I told you to shut the goddamn up and you didn't listen. Blizzardwind will be taking you back to camp where we'll have a chat and decide what punishment is best fitted. But one thing is for sure. You're banned from going to the next two gatherings. You have shown reckless behavior on a peaceful night. I gave you the easiest rule ever and you managed to break it." She growled, her eyes blue flames of anger. Usually she wasn't this mean to her clanmates but the stress had gotten to her.

With another nod and a smile to Blizzardwind, she glared at Rootstripe one last time before she padded back to the stones, climbing them easily and taking her seat. She flattened her bristling fur and tapped a claw on the stone, willing for the Gathering to continue.
:heartbounce: jupiter .Stardust. :heartbounce:

[SplashyLumi]

Spotty, SplashyLumi, Undertaker

MATRIX
active loner
she / her
a multi-colored she-cat (grey, blueish, black) with a white base. she has an orange nose blaze and a visible russet spot on her chest. she has green eyes.
russian accent
interaction open, only to mentioned users [feel free to respond with whatever]
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the outsider shrank against the ground, audits once again slamming down against the back of her head as she crept slowly backwards. "i didn't mean any harm!" she stammered, eyes widening in pure terror. "i was just looking!" there was odd anger in her voice, yet she still was clearly scared. with a frantic yowl, she launched herself up a hill and sprang away.
“Weak.” Frostpaw trotted before trotting off to wait for Tulip

[wolfie]

== > WORMBITE | RIVERCLAN | lumina
- the dark lord x he/him x black oriental with white speckles
This was not going as planned. Wormbite was under the impression there would be no continuation of this talk. At least, he had hope. No, the apprentice was talking to him - most definitely - and his voice was even getting closer. He shuffled his paws closer together, sinking into the ground with wary. "Okay....understood..?" He mumbled in response, ears pulling back. Why in hell this was this tom's first response to greet everyone at once?

Wormbite squeezed his eyes shut before reopening them, still letting his misty gaze rest on the ground. His surroundings were too overwhelming to be focusing on attempting to keep up an impression. He could no longer care for it too much. "Uh.." He debated answering before finally replying, "Wormbite. Yes. I am from Riverclan, " It seemed to click inside his head.

This was a Thunderclan apprentice. He was a Riverclan Shield. This was not a fun dynamic. It was time to run.

"I hope you are doing well. I am doing well. Riverclan is doing well. Good to meet you. Oh. I see my friend gesturing over to me. It is time to go. Goodbye.. Crowpaw, " He stated bluntly, his tone completely monotone and the response sounded robotic - it was, practically. Wormbite ran through all the small talk and now he rose to his paws stiffly.

He picked a random direction and walked away.

== > ASTERDANCE | THUNDERCLAN | Willowfern
- the menace x they/them x brown bobtail with white chest and amber eyes
Asterdance shuffled closer to the warrior, eyes falling to their lips in hopes of catching most of what they had to say. The lighting was good but, really, it was hard to lipread with cats they weren't familiar with. Everyone had their little quirks, you know? They enjoyed this conversation at the very least. Asterdance did manage to catch onto their main reasoning, nodding along knowingly.

"Yeahh, honestly? Have to go with flying too, I could go SO many other places. Why let water stop me? HM? I guess, the only thing I would like about being like, a fish, would be able to find stuff. I've seen some whacky things, it's neat. Still going with flying though, it would be so silly to like... spook people from above. I could also know ALL the gossip, good, universal deal, " They rambled on, giggling to themself at the thought of them with WINGS. Imagine. Cats would look goofy.

"Then again, not sure what downsides they are... would be going in blind, there has to be downsides right?" Asterdance added on, refocusing on what .. uhm... they squinted their eyes in confusion. "Did... can ya repeat that again? Either you got stuck with a wonky name or I'm missing something, " They piped up apologetically, ignoring the way their heart jumped with anxiety. They were being open, okay?

They did catch onto the warrior's last statement and perked up with joy. "Yoo!! YOOO!! COOL!! Did you use to be like, a kittypet or an outsider? I'm from Thunderclan, of course, best clan of ALL!! No, offense, I do have a bias. I used to be an outsider, when I was .. small cat. Now I'm big cat. OH!! Name's Asterdance, for the record. The one and only, pleasure to meet your... uhm.. oh shoot, I forgot... the.." Their eyebrows furrowed together, they had meant to say accquaince, but was totally blanking. "Something, it's fine. Nevermind!!"

[occultation]

https://i.ibb.co/4NzjzpV/cooltext417752208482045.png

Slatestripe watched the commotion between Slatewhisker and Rootstripe through narrowed eyes. While he agreed with his Clanmate’s opinion that ThunderClan didn’t deserve to be a Clan, he also wasn’t stupid enough to yell that out at a Gathering. Did he want to give ThunderClan a reason to attack them on the night of the full moon? Slatestripe hated his rival Clan as much as the next cat, but he valued StarClan over any inter-Clan rivalry.

StarClan demanded peace on the night of the full moon. Rootstripe had disrespected that by causing a ruckus, even after being warned by the deputy. Slatestripe shook his head. RiverClan didn’t need a cat like that representing them at their first Gathering in moons.

{open}

[Wingnettle]

Ashpaw (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes

»»————-　☀︎︎　————-««

To Ashpaw, it seemed that his destiny and Flamepaw's were continuously interwoven, and the thought made his pelt prickle in anticipation for the unknown future that lay in front of them. He noticed that she, too, was looking intently at the huge Shadowclan leader. Following her gaze, he realize that Dawnstar had stopped mid-way and was confronting herself with a cat he didn't know. Of course, since Ashpaw didn't know anyone from the other clans the situation was pretty confusing for him, but it didn't care.

As Flamepaw continued to talk he fixed his ears on her, trying to cancel the background noise that came from many, many cats all around them. "Willowpaw? I've never heard of her, but... you were so lucky! I haven't participated in any border patrol, so this is my first time even scenting all the other clans." And that was one thing with absolutely top priority he should catch on as soon as possible. "Can you see her now? I'd like to meet her." Finally, he had a chance to know the other apprentices! And from Shadowclan!

But as they talked, Flamepaw's gaze suddenly turned to a brown, white spotted cat that was yowling something about Cindersky in a rough voice that probably wanted to sound like a joke. As predicted, her orange pelt bristled in anger and she didn't hesitate in protecting their former leader's name. Luckily, soon the Riverclan deputy punished him by forcing him to go back in front of everyone. Must be humiliating, but... he deserved that. Ashpaw brushed his friend's back lightly with his gray tail, hoping to calm her hot feelings and return to the peace of the Gathering. He could still see her tensed muscles, and her green eyes wouldn't leave Rootstripe's fur until he wasn't out of sight anymore.

[ SpiritedWarrior ]

[sock]

Berryspot looked around at all these cats. So many to talk to... She couldn't wait! [open]

[stardust.]

> Rootstripe < He/him

He was very mad, "NO! I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL THEY ARE DONE!!" He yelled

// Fierce Roses jupiter

[Spartan-117]

(open)
Frostmoon - he/him - RiverClan Warrior
The young tom glances around the area. It's not like he wants to interact with other cats - but it's a possibility that he has to. No one approaches him, and he is pleased with that. The white and grey tom lifts a paw and licks it as he watches the going-ons of the cats around him.

[Wintersun]

Berryspot looked around at all these cats. So many to talk to... She couldn't wait! [open]
Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

Willowpaw decided that the gathering was a time for comunication and friendships, so Willowpaw did her best to ppuch down her Social anxiety and walked over to another cat that she saw. "H-Hello!" She squeaked out, now regretting this.

[beau]

**Toadpounce of Windclan**
[OPEN]

The thin spotted tom padded in behind his leader on uneven steps. The trek to the open beach was more difficult than he remembered it being in moons passed. The dog attack that had left him with a gimpy shoulder and their former deputy dead seemed so long ago yet he was still feeling the pain with every step. Then it was only exacerbated by the badger attack as he was assessing his former apprentice. A heavy pit had settled in the once buoyant, eccentric tom. He could think of few fatal or near fatal attacks in his lifetime and he had now been apart of two of the recent ones. It was difficult to not draw the conclusion that he had been a common denominator and thus could he really continue believing the attacks had nothing to do with him personally? Was Starclan angry wi the him for failing his family? He didn’t know where his parents or mate were, as well as most of his kits, and Cobwebpaw…Cobwebpaw… Where he’d normally shake away the thoughts, now he let himself ruminate in them, if he could even shake himself free of them if he tried. Slowing to the back of the group as they approached, Toadpounce made his way out onto the sandy shore then picked a nearby open spot to gingerly lay himself down and prepare for the gathering.

Cobwebpaw followed the clan into the clearing, remaining at the outskirts of the group. Despite his best efforts, cats still pressed on all sides of him, chattering loudly and reeking excitement, anxiety, and whatever other emotion this gathering might evoke. Stars, did nobody mind personal space anymore? As soon as the procession came to a halt and cats began milking about aimlessly the skinny apprentice broke off from the group.

He hated gatherings. Hated, hated, hated them. They were ridiculous. It was four grown cats sitting on top of some rocks, and when they weren’t screaming at their ill behaved children below, they snarked at each other. Clan news was the only part of this charade that he was somewhat partial to; he liked to know what was going on in the other clans, mainly so he knew what might affect his clan. His lamp-like eyes stared at Twilightstar, then shifted to Pikestar. RiverClan was not going to like this news, but Pikestar seemed more sane than his predecessor. Maybe RiverClan would barely bat an eye at the breaking of their alliance. Or maybe they’d think it a declaration of war. Maybe they’d attack WindClan. With their poisoned claws. What felt worse was the fact that there were few cats whose deaths would deeply affect him, and few that would be truly sad if he himself died.

Ok, he needed to move. He could recognize his spiraling thought patterns, and needed to find a way to disrupt them. His eyes flitted through the clearing, searching for a distraction which he could tolerate. Dang it, he didn’t know anyone. He caught sight of his father, lying alone, and his gaze immediately skittered away, guilt washing over his fur like slick oil. They needed to talk. Or something. The apprentice shifted his paws uncomfortably. Whatever. Whatever. Anything would be better than sitting here, surrounding by cats which seemed to be pressing closer and closer to him. His father had found a nice open area.

Silently, Cobwebpaw slipped through the crowd, entering the small opening where Toadpounce sat. He cast a single sideways glance at his father before sitting down and snapping his gaze onto the sea stones, trying very hard not to look at anything else. He wrapped his tail tightly around his paws as he waited for announcements to begin.

[pardon the length, I got a little carried away ;w;]

[Rose]

Flintfang

Flintfang, ever the flighty tom, barely spared his best friend a glance as she left. Well actually, that would be a lie. Flintfang did cran his neck to gaze after them, but then whipped his head around a moment later, shooting Raccoonpelt an inviting, flirty grin before tapping the empty spot that Pebblefoot had just vacated.

It took a few moments for the logical side of his mind to take over, reminding Flintfang that they were in a public gathering, and he attempted schooling his expression into that of… What was he supposed to look like? A friend or foe? A few moments of indecision had Flintfang thoroughly confused, and now all he seemed was bewildered, sage green gaze locked onto Raccoonpelt’s yellow one. “You comin’ or what?” He called over the din, smiling once again. Maybe it was high time that he stopped acting like a love-struck apprentice. For one thing, he was surrounded by cats of all four Clans, and for another… Flintfang didn’t even know if Raccoonpelt reciprocated his own feelings. That thought in itself made him queasy with anticipation.

[ @The Vast (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17030) - Raccoonpelt ]

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Fallenpaw
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Fallenpaw slunk into the clearing, a very unbecoming scowl on her face. Her annoyed expression wasn’t directed at anyone in general, besides maybe Meadowhaze, but it was there. Someone, ahem Meadowhaze, had told her she needed to be friendly, and now Fallenpaw was tasked with the ridiculous obligation of talking to a stranger.

So with her chin held up high, Fallenpaw marched over to the first, unattended feline she saw, realizing too late that the cat was a RiverClanner, as well as older than her. And now, standing right infront of the RiverClan cat, Fallenpaw froze, limbs refusing to work. After a few awkward moments of staring, the she-cat found her tongue, emerald green eyes wide. “H- Hello.” She said, stammering over that single word and feeling like an absolute fool. StarClan take her.

[ @Kateri (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=14972) - Frostmoon ]

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Rosepaw
Post Count: 12/100

Rosepaw had been skirting around cats, ducking to avoid felines as she tried to find someone she knew. She was still running when she ran headfirst into a... Shadow? "What in the blazing skies?!" Rosepaw asked in surprise, sapphire-colored, doe-eyes wide as she stared upward at Nightlight from her position, sprawled out on the forest-floor because of the impact. "Great mother of StarClan, I didn't see you there. I'm so sorry. So, so sorry." She apologized, scrambling to her paws to at least keep some of her dignity.

"Sorry." Rosepaw mumbled again, shoulders hunched. "I would apologize again but some cats tell me it's annoying when I talk to much or apologize too much or..." Great, she was blabbering to a stranger. Cringing, Rosepaw flicked a stray leaf off her shoulder, uncertain if she should turn and awkwardly slink off, or stay to wait for the cat to speak. In the end, all she manged to do was loiter in place like a complete idiot. "...S-sorry?"

[ @lucidense (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=11895) - Nightlight ]

[Spartan-117]

Frostmoon - RiverClan tom - he/him - interaction with Fallenpaw
The large black tom glances at the apprentice, not able to place it in his mind. "Greetings." He mews under his breath as he looks at the cat. "Is there something you want?" Frostmoon inquires of the cat. Katlike

[SplashyLumi]

(open)
Frostmoon - he/him - RiverClan Warrior
The young tom glances around the area. It's not like he wants to interact with other cats - but it's a possibility that he has to. No one approaches him, and he is pleased with that. The white and grey tom lifts a paw and licks it as he watches the going-ons of the cats around him.
Frostpaw approached the warrior.

[Spartan-117]

SplashyLumi
Frostmoon of RiverClan - interaction with Frostpaw
Feeling another pair of eyes on him, he glances around and finds another apprentice approaching at him. Also not sure of it's clan, the young warrior bows his head. "Greetings to you, apprentice. Is there a reason you wish to speak with me?" The white and grey warrior inquires of the new-comer.

[SplashyLumi]

SplashyLumi
Frostmoon of RiverClan - interaction with Frostpaw
Feeling another pair of eyes on him, he glances around and finds another apprentice approaching at him. Also not sure of it's clan, the young warrior bows his head. "Greetings to you, apprentice. Is there a reason you wish to speak with me?" The white and grey warrior inquires of the new-comer.
“I was waiting for my friend but she has not shown up.” Frostpaw took a glance around before staring at the warrior once again.

[Spartan-117]

“I was waiting for my friend but she has not shown up.” Frostpaw took a glance around before staring at the warrior once again.
The tom nods but keeps his thoughts to himself. "What is your name?" He asks kindly, tilting his head. He can be ruthless in battle, but he only attacks warriors. He cares about apprentices; they are the future of the Clans. "I am Frostmoon of RiverClan."

[puppeteer]

Dappledleaf purred as she watched her children talk to other cats, before finally settling herself down somewhere close to watch the leaders, but keeping an ear out for her kits and if another cat wanted to talk to her.

(OPEN)

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Sagepaw looked at Specklepaw (since that was the black and white cats name) with surprise. "I always thought RiverClan cats smelled like fish! You don't, not really anyways." His voice was blunt, and didn't realise how rude that had come off. Thankfully, Birchpaw wasn't there so she couldn't smack his head again.

{ The Vast }
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Cloudwillow purred at the sight of Cloudspots and made room for him to sit. "I wasn't expecting you here tonight. Glad you are." She wanted to lean against him, but with so many cats around, she knew that was a terrible idea.

{ Cherry~ }

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Pondwhisker sat, watching his kid talk with what looked like two new ShadowClan apprentices. He was proud of Specklepaw for being able to talk with new cats.

(Open)

[SpiritWolf_yt]

peachpaw-she/her- post count: 58

peachpaw watched the clearing excited that its her first gathering she looked around

[open]

[SplashyLumi]

The tom nods but keeps his thoughts to himself. "What is your name?" He asks kindly, tilting his head. He can be ruthless in battle, but he only attacks warriors. He cares about apprentices; they are the future of the Clans. "I am Frostmoon of RiverClan."
She dipped her head in some politeness “Frostpaw of Windclan.”

[Spartan-117]

She dipped her head in some politeness “Frostpaw of Windclan.”
He recoils at her name, but quickly hides his shock. "Nice to meet you, Frostpaw." He mews curtly.

[SplashyLumi]

He recoils at her name, but quickly hides his shock. "Nice to meet you, Frostpaw." He mews curtly.
“Nice to meet you too, Frostmoon.” Hopefully he doesn't dislike her.

[Spartan-117]

“Nice to meet you too, Frostmoon.” Hopefully he doesn't dislike her.
"Is this your first gathering?" Able to remember his first gathering - being scolded by two warriors - he wishes the same on no one.

[sock]

Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

Willowpaw decided that the gathering was a time for comunication and friendships, so Willowpaw did her best to ppuch down her Social anxiety and walked over to another cat that she saw. "H-Hello!" She squeaked out, now regretting this.
Berryspot smiled. "Hello there! Im Berryspot, what's your name?" She mewed cheerfully. (so sorry for late reply)

[SplashyLumi]

"Is this your first gathering?" Able to remember his first gathering - being scolded by two warriors - he wishes the same on no one.
“Yes, it is.” Frostpaw nodded to the older tom.

[Captain]

Sitting comfortably atop the Seastones, the tall dark-furred tomcat silently watched as more cats began to arrive to attend the Gathering. First would be WindClan, making Twilightstar the first leader to join Pikestar where he sat. She and him shared a look and a gentle nod of greeting, but no words were exchanged. The RiverClan leader’s partial gaze shifted back to the bustling crowd below them seconds later, watching his own clanmates like an observant hawk. At first, things seemed to go pretty smoothly as the casual mixed chatter filled the air. ThunderClan would be the third clan to show, and Sparrowflight — no, Sparrowstar now — would join Pikestar and Twilightstar. His nine lives ceremony still rang fresh in his mind, remembering being face-to-face with Cindersky. He still partially missed his friend, but he refused to dwell on such thoughts right now. The tall oriental longhair dipped his head to the ThunderClan leader, not returning the grin that she sent their way. It seemed like nobody was in the mood to chat, which relieved Pikestar somewhat. Maybe if they were all lucky, they could get through this Gathering and all go home with their sanity intact. Sadly, he would be proven wrong.

With his attention turning back to the sea of cats below, Pikestar would soon be made aware of an outsider amongst everyone that seemingly just walked in. It would bring the RiverClan leader a brisk flashback of the last Gathering, when he was still Snowleap, the bubbly helpful deputy, who didn’t hesitate to help out a kittypet mother wanting to find a home for her two kittens. However, this time around, Pikestar stayed where he was, only watching in silence with a narrowed look. Various cats immediately met the non-clan with hostility, so there was no doubt that it would be resolved soon. It didn’t take long for his focus to be drawn elsewhere as his head immediately snapped in the direction of Rootstripe, one of his own warriors, starting up a boisterous racket. He openly began to mock ThunderClan to their faces about losing another leader so soon. How painfully hypocritical. Slatewhisker, his deputy, was quick to send a warning Rootstripe’s way, which would result in an outrage from the warrior. It made a low growl rumble in the back of Pikestar’s throat as a deeply-seeded anger overcame the RiverClan leader. Blizzardwind, one of his shields, and Slatewhisker both jumped to take charge of the situation and send Rootstripe back to camp, even banning the tomcat from the next Gatherings.

However, the enraged tomcat would still not shut up and something snapped within Pikestar. “Rootstripe!” The RiverClan leader roared, his voice laced with a venom as he rose to his paws, “Stop acting like a bratty nursery kitten. You bring disrespect to me and disgrace to RiverClan for acting like such foxdung. Go back to camp. NOW. Or I swear I will drag you back by your scruff myself. One more outburst and I’ll have you demoted to an apprentice for two full moons.” He had warned his clanmates time and time again to behave, but one of them had finally broken his patience. It made the oriental longhair’s insides bubble hot with anger. His gaze burned with this fire that very few had witnessed. He would lock his sights onto Blizzardwind for a few seconds, a silent order to make sure this warrior was removed from the premises as soon as possible. His heart pounded in his ears, tail lashing furiously. This would be most likely the first time of many for Pikestar to lose his cool during his leadership. He was done letting cats walk all over him.
[ Moonraven Jayvines Fierce Roses jupiter .Stardust. ]

[SplashyLumi]

Sitting comfortably atop the Seastones, the tall dark-furred tomcat silently watched as more cats began to arrive to attend the Gathering. First would be WindClan, making Twilightstar the first leader to join Pikestar where he sat. She and him shared a look and a gentle nod of greeting, but no words were exchanged. The RiverClan leader’s partial gaze shifted back to the bustling crowd below them seconds later, watching his own clanmates like an observant hawk. At first, things seemed to go pretty smoothly as the casual mixed chatter filled the air. ThunderClan would be the third clan to show, and Sparrowflight — no, Sparrowstar now — would join Pikestar and Twilightstar. His nine lives ceremony still rang fresh in his mind, remembering being face-to-face with Cindersky. He still partially missed his friend, but he refused to dwell on such thoughts right now. The tall oriental longhair dipped his head to the ThunderClan leader, not returning the grin that she sent their way. It seemed like nobody was in the mood to chat, which relieved Pikestar somewhat. Maybe if they were all lucky, they could get through this Gathering and all go home with their sanity intact. Sadly, he would be proven wrong.

With his attention turning back to the sea of cats below, Pikestar would soon be made aware of an outsider amongst everyone that seemingly just walked in. It would bring the RiverClan leader a brisk flashback of the last Gathering, when he was still Snowleap, the bubbly helpful deputy, who didn’t hesitate to help out a kittypet mother wanting to find a home for her two kittens. However, this time around, Pikestar stayed where he was, only watching in silence with a narrowed look. Various cats immediately met the non-clan with hostility, so there was no doubt that it would be resolved soon. It didn’t take long for his focus to be drawn elsewhere as his head immediately snapped in the direction of Rootstripe, one of his own warriors, starting up a boisterous racket. He openly began to mock ThunderClan to their faces about losing another leader so soon. How painfully hypocritical. Slatewhisker, his deputy, was quick to send a warning Rootstripe’s way, which would result in an outrage from the warrior. It made a low growl rumble in the back of Pikestar’s throat as a deeply-seeded anger overcame the RiverClan leader. Blizzardwind, one of his shields, and Slatewhisker both jumped to take charge of the situation and send Rootstripe back to camp, even banning the tomcat from the next Gatherings.

However, the enraged tomcat would still not shut up and something snapped within Pikestar. “Rootstripe!” The RiverClan leader roared, his voice laced with a venom as he rose to his paws, “Stop acting like a bratty nursery kitten. You bring disrespect to me and disgrace to RiverClan for acting like such foxdung. Go back to camp. NOW. Or I swear I will drag you back by your scruff myself. One more outburst and I’ll have you demoted to an apprentice for two full moons.” He had warned his clanmates time and time again to behave, but one of them had finally broken his patience. It made the oriental longhair’s insides bubble hot with anger. His gaze burned with this fire that very few had witnessed. He would lock his sights onto Blizzardwind for a few seconds, a silent order to make sure this warrior was removed from the premises as soon as possible. His heart pounded in his ears, tail lashing furiously. This would be most likely the first time of many for Pikestar to lose his cool during his leadership. He was done letting cats walk all over him.
[ Moonraven Jayvines Fierce Roses jupiter .Stardust. ]
Koipool quickly yelled from the crowd “Good job!” to support her leader in the best way possible {Don't mind Koi, just her supporting Pike for putting his paw down for once}

[puppeteer]

Pondwhisker heard Pikestar snap at Rootstripe and the old tom let out a hefty sigh. Young cats these days. He shook his head as he thought. The tabby hoped his leader would follow through with the punishment, show their other Clanmates that they were not meant to be messed with. He heaved himself to his paws, gave his kid a look of Stay Here, and lumbered over closer to the issue to see if he could be of any help. "Pikestar, I don't mind dragging him back to camp so none of you" He looked to his leader, deputy and the Shield. "Have to miss a Gathering. I'm old so I've been to a few." He purred good humoredly.

{ thepirateking Fierce Roses .Stardust. jupiter }

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++ Sharppaw = He/His/Him = ThunderClan Apprentice ++

{ open }

Sharppaw was finally back in the Clans. And his first ever Gathering. Wonder if Sparrowflight will tell everyone about my reappearance. I have lots of stories I'd be glad to tell. He stared at the other leaders, his black fur making him almost impossible to see from where he was standing. Only his yellow eyes gave him away.

[Spartan-117]

“Yes, it is.” Frostpaw nodded to the older tom.
"Then I hope it goes down well. My first was a disaster." He lets out an amused mew, and he smiles crookedly.

[xavier.]

| Specklepaw |
| They/He |
| A sleek black cat with one white paw and a white speckled tail; Yellow eyes |

~ "Maybe its because I haven't really swim in the river that much and between you and me, I dont like the taste of fish"

Specklepaw had whispered the last part to the other apprentice. Specklepaws ears perked up once they heard yowling and looked around seeing Rootstripe. One of his own clanmates dissing Thunderclan and for no good reason. Specklepaw then moved their gaze to Slatewhisker and Pikestar seeing how the leader had finally snapped at Rootstripe. Then Specklepaw looked at his dad seeing the 'stay here' look. Specklepaw sat down wrapping his tail around their paws. Some first gathering. Specklepaw looked over at Sagepaw with a embarrassed look

"Im sorry about that, I can promise Riverclan doesnt usually act like that.." ~

| cloudy sky |

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| Raccoonpelt |
| He/Him |
| A large grey cat with black and white markings that resembles a raccoon |

~ Raccoonpelt had been watching the whole ordeal with the outsider and then a Riverclan cat causing problems. The gray warrior wondered if Flintfang was close to that cat. Speaking of Flintfang, Raccoonpelt snapped his head away from everything going on when he heard Flintfangs voice and saw that he was alone now. Raccoonpelt looked around before getting up and making his way over to the Riverclan warrior. Raccoonpelt sat next to him and gave him a small nod and smile as a greet.

"Hello, Flintfang. Its been awhile."

He was sure it had been due to the whole move and the healing from the attack from that angry rogue.~

| Katlike |

[~Half-A-Witch~]

Rainflower paddled over "this is exciting isn't it? i see a lot of my friends!"
ThunderHeart nodded "Me too! By the way you feeling ok?"

[Zei]

ThunderHeart nodded "Me too! By the way you feeling ok?"
"yes i am, thank you though" rainflower purred

[~Half-A-Witch~]

"yes i am, thank you though" rainflower purred
Thunder nodded "Everything will be ok!" She said calmly, after taking a deep breath.

[Zei]

Thunder nodded "Everything will be ok!" She said calmly, after taking a deep breath.
"yes, it will!" Rainflower meowed softly

[sol.]

Sitting comfortably atop the Seastones, the tall dark-furred tomcat silently watched as more cats began to arrive to attend the Gathering. First would be WindClan, making Twilightstar the first leader to join Pikestar where he sat. She and him shared a look and a gentle nod of greeting, but no words were exchanged. The RiverClan leader’s partial gaze shifted back to the bustling crowd below them seconds later, watching his own clanmates like an observant hawk. At first, things seemed to go pretty smoothly as the casual mixed chatter filled the air. ThunderClan would be the third clan to show, and Sparrowflight — no, Sparrowstar now — would join Pikestar and Twilightstar. His nine lives ceremony still rang fresh in his mind, remembering being face-to-face with Cindersky. He still partially missed his friend, but he refused to dwell on such thoughts right now. The tall oriental longhair dipped his head to the ThunderClan leader, not returning the grin that she sent their way. It seemed like nobody was in the mood to chat, which relieved Pikestar somewhat. Maybe if they were all lucky, they could get through this Gathering and all go home with their sanity intact. Sadly, he would be proven wrong.

With his attention turning back to the sea of cats below, Pikestar would soon be made aware of an outsider amongst everyone that seemingly just walked in. It would bring the RiverClan leader a brisk flashback of the last Gathering, when he was still Snowleap, the bubbly helpful deputy, who didn’t hesitate to help out a kittypet mother wanting to find a home for her two kittens. However, this time around, Pikestar stayed where he was, only watching in silence with a narrowed look. Various cats immediately met the non-clan with hostility, so there was no doubt that it would be resolved soon. It didn’t take long for his focus to be drawn elsewhere as his head immediately snapped in the direction of Rootstripe, one of his own warriors, starting up a boisterous racket. He openly began to mock ThunderClan to their faces about losing another leader so soon. How painfully hypocritical. Slatewhisker, his deputy, was quick to send a warning Rootstripe’s way, which would result in an outrage from the warrior. It made a low growl rumble in the back of Pikestar’s throat as a deeply-seeded anger overcame the RiverClan leader. Blizzardwind, one of his shields, and Slatewhisker both jumped to take charge of the situation and send Rootstripe back to camp, even banning the tomcat from the next Gatherings.

However, the enraged tomcat would still not shut up and something snapped within Pikestar. “Rootstripe!” The RiverClan leader roared, his voice laced with a venom as he rose to his paws, “Stop acting like a bratty nursery kitten. You bring disrespect to me and disgrace to RiverClan for acting like such foxdung. Go back to camp. NOW. Or I swear I will drag you back by your scruff myself. One more outburst and I’ll have you demoted to an apprentice for two full moons.” He had warned his clanmates time and time again to behave, but one of them had finally broken his patience. It made the oriental longhair’s insides bubble hot with anger. His gaze burned with this fire that very few had witnessed. He would lock his sights onto Blizzardwind for a few seconds, a silent order to make sure this warrior was removed from the premises as soon as possible. His heart pounded in his ears, tail lashing furiously. This would be most likely the first time of many for Pikestar to lose his cool during his leadership. He was done letting cats walk all over him.
[ Moonraven Jayvines Fierce Roses jupiter .Stardust. ]



She started at the voice of her leader, calling out to Rootstripe. She flicked her tail. Nornally, she would have admonished a cat's decision to yell at another cat and cause such a ruckus, but for once, she didn't complain. Pikestar was right. Rootstripe was not only being difficult, every decision he made was a reflection of the clan. Of their leader. She tried to catch Pikestar's eye, giving him an encouraging and approving nod.

[occultation]

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Cloudspots leaned forward to nuzzle her, but stopped himself. While it was completely reasonable for them to be friendly with one another at this Gathering, that didn't mean it was okay for them to start acting like mates. He caught sight of some warrior giving him an odd glance, and quickly pulled further away from Cloudwillow.

He smoothed his chest fur down with a few licks. "Its, uh, good to see you too," he said softly. "I was worried you might not show up tonight. Not that we couldn't have, you know, sort of worked around that."

He found himself admiring the way the moonlight struck her fur. He was used to looking at Cloudwillow and acknowledging her beauty by this point, but tonight she looked especially striking. Perhaps regular dips in the river could benefit a cat's fur.

( cloudy sky )

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Slatestripe yowled his approval as Pikestar lashed out against Rootstripe. He felt it was best for all of the other Clans to know that RiverClan stood loyally behind their leader. Further, the majority of the Clan wouldn't tolerate the blatant disrespect of tradition that their mouse-brained Clanmate was showing. A part of Slatestripe wanted to offer himself up to take the troublemaker home, but a larger part of him wanted to stay and hear what the leaders had to say. He was relieved when someone else offered to take Rootstripe home instead.

[Wintersun]

Berryspot smiled. "Hello there! Im Berryspot, what's your name?" She mewed cheerfully. (so sorry for late reply)
Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

Willowpaw smiled brightly to know that she had chosen the right cat to talk to,"My name's Willowpaw!" The white, black, and brown apprentice replied.

[sock]

Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

Willowpaw smiled brightly to know that she had chosen the right cat to talk to,"My name's Willowpaw!" The white, black, and brown apprentice replied.
Berrspot sat down. "That's a beautiful name!" The tortoiseshell molly purred. Her yellow gaze was soft on the apprentice as she spoke. "What clan do you come from? Mine is ThunderClan." She meowed.

[Wintersun]

Berrspot sat down. "That's a beautiful name!" The tortoiseshell molly purred. Her yellow gaze was soft on the apprentice as she spoke. "What clan do you come from? Mine is ThunderClan." She meowed.
Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

Willowpaw's face fell slightly at that, this is where she felt it would all go wrong but answered anyways,"Ah... I'm in ShadowClan." She said a nervous smile.

[sock]

Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

Willowpaw's face fell slightly at that, this is where she felt it would all go wrong but answered anyways,"Ah... I'm in ShadowClan." She said a nervous smile.
Berryspot smiled. "ShadowClan's a strong clan." She purred, giving her own paw a lick.

[Wintersun]

Berryspot smiled. "ShadowClan's a strong clan." She purred, giving her own paw a lick.
Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

The silky she-cat gave a bright smile, her multi-colored eyes shining. "Yeah! I really like my mentor for sure, but I may become a warrior soon!"

[sock]

Willowpaw (She/Her/They)

The silky she-cat gave a bright smile, her multi-colored eyes shining. "Yeah! I really like my mentor for sure, but I may become a warrior soon!"
"That's amazing!" She purred, drawing the paw over her face. "Who's your mentor?"

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ IVYSNAKE OF SHADOWCLAN ~ (http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?t=54481)

It was time for the Gathering. Again.

Ivysnake arrived with the ShadowClan cats, not at the front of the line but not at the back, either. Dawnstar had already settled in with the other leaders, and Ivysnake's place with the other medicine cats beckoned. The medicine cat apprentice scanned the gathered cats, curious to see which high ranks - specifically the medicine cats - were here. She spotted an apprentice she'd never seen before sitting in the place where she and the others gathered. Ivysnake took a moment to study her. She had light brown fur and was adorned with darker markings. Cowpaw was there, too; the massive white tom with black spots was easy to spot anywhere. Other than that, no one else had arrived - not ThunderClan's medicine cats or Elmshadow.

As Ivysnake came closer, she recognized the light brown she-cat. It was a RiverClan apprentice who had been a major annoyance at the last Gathering. Cinderblaze had dragged her off. Did she lack any sort of maturity? Also, the ranks of ThunderClan and RiverClan changed like the wind. At least ThunderClan wasn't as pathetic as it had been before. Looking up, Ivysnake noticed that Cinderstar wasn't there. Instead, the deputy Sparrowflight sat atop the rocks, her green eyes glinting. And Snowleap was there, too, his dark gray fur making him look like a shadow. How about the deputies? Fallownose was there, along with a gray she-cat who smelled of RiverClan who she did not know. At least ShadowClan's ranks are fairly stable, she thought, going to sit with the other medicine cats.

She sat down and nodded to Cowpaw and the dappled light brown she-cat. "Hello," she meowed plainly, without much emotion. Ivysnake remembered that Cowpaw used paw symbols to communicate from last time, sort of like Centipedepaw but different. Maybe he could teach her or something. The black-striped tabby's amber eyes then shifted to the light brown RiverClan cat who had been last Gathering's nuisance. She hardly remembered much about her. "I see you've become RiverClan's medicine cat apprentice unless you're planning to make a scene with the high ranks again," Ivysnake meowed. "What's your name?"

birdie x ghostie

[Undertaker]

Dawnstar watched with a slight found as the cat darted off, well that was absolutely no fun. Slightly pouty, the ShadowClan leader finished strutting across the beach and joined the other three leaders to stop the seastones. She noticed immediately the new deputies and leaders for RiverClan and ThunderClan, and normally she might have had something to say about it such as how short their former leader's reigns were, however, she wasn't interested in pestering the other clans this moon. Plus, she was used to RiverClan and ThunderClan going through leaders and deputies.

She was here to gather information, nothing more nothing less. Dawnstar could stir up havoc once she was done dealing with the mess left of ShadowClan's territory. Sitting, the giant she-cat began licking at her front paw, cleaning the sand off the shallow cuts in the pad of her paw. She heard the new guppy leader and his deputy yowling at some moron for something or other. Dawnstar didn't care much for sticking her nose into it. Instead, she wanted to get to announcements.

"Let the Gathering begin," Dawnstar yowl demanding the four clans, attention. "ShadowClan has been doing well, we were recently plagued by twolegs who decided to make camp in our territory, but no longer. They did not leave without causing some problems, they build fires that ended up burning one of my apprentices, their dogs ruthlessly attacked our hunting patrols, and the twolegs ended up kidnapping a scouting patrol. I managed to find and rescue Robinfeather and Lizardtail, but Pigeonstep was taken away by the monster." There was a touch of frustration as she spoke of the lost Enforcer.

"Despite our tribulations and loss, we managed to stand our ground and the twolegs finally moved on and out of our territory, taking their mutts with them. However, in a very twoleg fashion, they left strange twolegs objects behind. My clan has been left cleaning up, but not without injury. One of our apprentices, Hailpaw, ended up dying from blood loss after he cut his paw on some sharp clearstone." Dawnstar didn't bother going into a great deal about ShadowClan's experience with the twolegs, the only reason she was speaking about it at all was the fact that twolegs were a common enemy to all of the clans. She found no shame nor weakness in admitting they had caused a problem for her and her clan because they'd do the same to all of the clans no matter how stronger.

"We're recovering and I expect to have our territory cleaned up by the end of this moon. In lighter news, ShadowClan has some new apprentices. Roanpaw, Sagepaw, Birchpaw, Wildpaw, Magpiepaw, Marshpaw, Sorrelpaw, Maplepaw, Burningpaw." Dawnstar hadn't a single clue if any of them would be making it to warriorhood... oh, yes, she should speak with Vixensnarl to see how Sunsetpaw's assessment was after this. New warriors, even traitors, were a sign of prosperity.

"ShadowClan has also acquired a few new faces, former outsiders in search of a new home. We welcome Slytiger, Owlstorm, Larkkit, and Iceeyes to ShadowClan's ranks." She noticed Iceeyes out of all three seem to be having the most trouble adjusting to the clan. Dawnstar figured he'd get used to everything in time, but it might be a good idea for her to find him a new mentor. It's been a little since she's seen Nightsky, Cedarstep had seemed friendly with the former outsider, perhaps she'd replace Nightsky with him. Dawnstar wanted Iceeyes properly train so he didn't look like a gawking mousebrain at every gathering.

"That is all," The leader finished her announcement and stepped back, allowing one of the other leaders to take her place.
Moonraven Jayvines thepirateking

[Ian]

Fallownose inclined his head at Slatewhisker's response to his greeting before his attention was drawn by a young molly talking to him. He recognized her from the last Gathering he had attended as the one who had climbed on the rock, which she was now apologizing for. "It's quite alright... Fawnpaw, was it? There was no harm done," the WindClan deputy said with a gentle smile. The apprentice had only been trying to defend a cat she was close to, and she hadn't caused any chaos or yowled her head off, so Fallownose didn't view what happened as a huge issue.

What was an issue, however, was a RiverClan warrior yowling their head off and being disrespectful. The Outsider had already run off after being confronted, which left Rootstripea as the center of attention. At least Slatewhisker jumped up to deal with it shortly after Cinderblaze and the new ThunderClan deputy arrived. And hey... wasn't Copperfire the one who had gotten into an argument the last Gathering over something petty? Oh well, whoever Sparrowflight chose as her deputy wasn't any of his business.

"Well, it's nice to have four deputies up here once again. Hopefully, there won't be any changes in leadership for at least a few moons." Unless it was Dawnstar. Fallownose would have no issue if the ShadowClan leader went and died after all she had put WindClan through. Though somehow, he doubted that would be happening anytime soon. "How have Outsiders been lately? I know at the last Gathering, they were causing issues for all the Clans. WindClan hasn't had too much trouble, but they're still being too confident for their own good."

birdie Fierce Roses marina MaryTheCrow

[Ian]

--Hazelpaw--
Oh, StarClan, she was late! It was her first Gathering, and she had wandered off from the group and gotten lost before she finally managed to find her way to the Seastones. The apprentice came flying in, spraying sand as she skidded to stop amongst the gathered cats in time to hear the end of Dawnstar's announcement. Hopefully, she hadn't missed too much!

[Open]

--Slytiger--
The Toyger watched the proceedings from a shadowed area near the edge of the Gathering. He had never been around this many cats at once, which was quite unnerving for the former Outsider. When Dawnstar said his name, a jolt of panic rushed him before he realized he wasn't being singled out. It seemed to be an announcement merely, and nothing was required of him at the moment. Slytiger hoped it would stay that way.

[Open]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

stormpaw looked around then seeing hazelpaw" hazelpaw hey there sis whats up hows training?" he asked
NinjaBloss

Meadowleap growled lowly but quiet,

thunderblaze watched

ashclaw and lilypaw looked at dawnstar listening

Splashstripe echoblue peachpaw and swiftflight listened

thunderblaze flicked his tail" Roanpaw, Sagepaw, Birchpaw, Wildpaw, Magpiepaw, Marshpaw, Sorrelpaw, Maplepaw, Burningpaw!" he chanted

[Akira]

Hearing the footsteps of a warrior, Rainpaw fluffed up his fur in an attempt to intimidate the cat into leaving him alone, but found that the cat who approached him was Bumbleflight, his mentor. Oops. Instantly, Rainpaw smoothed out his fur and cast an apologetic glance at the warrior. Seeing as Bumbleflight had sat down, Rainpaw copied his mentor's movements, hoping it would help calm his nerves.

"Okay, Bumbleflight," he muttered in response to memorizing the rival Clans' scents. When the warrior went on to ask him if he wanted to stay, Rainpaw snuggled closer to the tabby and gulped, "I- I want to stay... I-if you d-don't mind."



Flamepaw purred with delight, a warm, fuzzy feeling overcame her nervousness and grudge against ShadowClan as she saw Dawnstar and her followers enter Seastones shortly after the other three Clans had and felt her friend's nose against hers.

"I'm surprised!" she chuckled and batted Ashpaw lightly on the shoulder. "You blend in better than I do! 'Course, no one blends in better than ShadowClan..." The orange and white green-eyed tabby looked over at Dawnstar. "They're the last ones to arrive." It had crossed her mind to say that they were the stinkiest Clan, both personality-wise and scent-wise, but she didn't want to risk getting injured or insulted at a Gathering that was supposed to be peaceful. Turning her attention back to Ashpaw, she smiled and flicked her ear.

"Me too, this is my first Gathering."

Her eyes gleamed with excitement as he mentioned he thought they'd meet apprentices of the other Clans. And to be quite honest, Flamepaw hoped that they'd get to see Willowpaw. Was she even here? It would be great if she was, but the apprentice was skittish, would Dawnstar want to see her Clan's apprentice show that because it seemed to be like a sign of weakness to that massive leader?

"I met a ShadowClan apprentice at the border once, our apprentice, Dawnpaw, introduced me to Willowpaw. Don't worry, we stayed on our parts of the border so we weren't breaking the code or anything. But Willowpaw was really nice actually."
Bumbleflight let out a rumbling sound from deep in his chest, allowing Rainpaw to get close and wrapping hid tail loosely around the apprentice. They were with many strangers, most more dangerous, and insufferable, than others, but he'd try his best to keep his nervous apprentice calm.

"Fine by me," he said, looking around. He idly wondered if anyone would approach the two. Hopefully someone who had some semblance of brain matter left...

(Open kinda???)

[occultation]

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Cloudspots shifted his attention to the leaders as Dawnstar called for the meeting to begin. A part of him was relieved that everyone’s attention would be drawn toward the four cats sitting atop the highest rocks; it meant he could shift a little closer to Cloudwillow without drawing too much attention. And shift closer to her he did.

When Dawnstar announced the new apprentices, Cloudspots happily chanted their new names. “Roanpaw, Sagepaw, Birchpaw, Wildpaw, Magpiepaw, Marshpaw, Sorrelpaw, Maplepaw, Burningpaw!” He wondered if any of them were here tonight. So many new apprentices was wonderful news for ShadowClan, especially in light of their Twoleg problem and the tragic loss of Hailpaw. Cloudspots felt a pang of sadness for Hailpaw’s family and former mentor.

Speaking of apprentices, Cloudspots still hadn’t seen Wisteriapaw. Perhaps she hadn’t bothered coming to this Gathering.

( cloudy sky QueenOtter )

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Slatestripe’s eyes glittered in the moonlight as he listened to Dawnstar speak. He respected the she-cat for her ferocity in battle and her relentless approach to leadership, but at the same time he felt the forest might be a little better off without such a ruthless, bloodthirsty cat as one of its leaders. He stayed silent as Dawnstar announced the names of new apprentices and warriors. In Slatestripe’s mind, this many new apprentices meant RiverClan had to be on high alert. ShadowClan had a lot of new paws to fight its battles.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

Snowypaw
WindClan

No sooner had the words left Snowypaw's mouth, discord reared it's head in. A sudden ruckus began with the appearance of outsiders at the Gathering. Curiously tilting his head, Snowypaw remembered the day he had seen a cat - whom he now recognized as Fallownose - enter the WindClan camp, claiming to be an outsider and getting oddly delighted when the deputy had slashed the stranger's nose before heading off without more coaxing. He had thought the event weird at the time, assuming he had just not been able to understand what was happening due to how young he had been. But to see them now here, at the Gathering? Were all outsiders this bold? He would certainly not dare to even be close to this place if he was not sitting among his own clanmates, that was for sure.

Another disturbance caught his eye, this time a tom, yowling about ThunderClan's ineptitudes and weaknesses. Despite himself, the large tom found himself frowning. This was his first time here, yes. Perhaps this lent itself to him not fully comprehending what the appropriate etiquette for such an occasion was. That said... surely a Gathering was no place to be badmouthing a rival clan? True, he was certain no clan could be as welcoming and grand as WindClan, but that did not mean he would simply mouth off against them. They were all still cats, after all. Warriors living by the same code. A modicum of respect was sure to be owed?

Something seemed to be wrong, however, as no matter how many cats intervened, the warrior kept on yowling at the top of his lungs, nothing dissuading him from spitting out his insulting words. It was almost as though if something had broken inside him, and he couldn't help but utter such harmful jibes. Gulping slightly as he felt nerves flutter around like butterflies in his stomach, Snowypaw couldn't help but feel a small level of sympathy and concern for the - judging by the leader who had called out to him - RiverClan warrior. Never had he hoped before that a cat was just rude, but in this instance, that seemed almost like the best case scenario.

As the chaos around the clearing seemed to settle down, a powerful, menacing sounding voice called the Gathering to order, allowing it to properly commence. Blue eyes turning once more towards the rock with the leaders, the large tom's hackles raised in shock momentarily, forcing him to pass a quick lick to settle himself down. He had heard the stories, of course. Of ShadowClan's leader. Never could he have imagined a cat that so easily embodied the tales. Rarely did a cat make him feel physically small, despite his young age. This leader had easily accomplished it. Regardless of this, he couldn't help but gape with awe as the molly easily related their problems with twolegs, not even batting an eye. Not only that, but they had taken care of the twolegs? A shudder ran through him as Dawnstar finished her report. Snowypaw had no real wish of making enemies, but this would be one cat whom he would hate to so much as even be glanced by.

[stardust.]

> Rootstripe < He/him

Pikestar? Was going to demote him? No way, no, no way. "PIKESTAR!! YOU COULD HAVE JUST BANNED ME FROM GATHERINGS!! NOT MAKE ME A STUPID APPRENTICE AGAIN!! TO BE HONEST!! I AGREE WITH SNAKEHEART AND SKYSTAR!! THUNDERCLAN IS BAD!!" Rootstripe yowled, why did RiverClan have to be like this? Rootstripe wanted Skystar back actually, he regretted thinking that Skystar was a bad leader. And he wanted RiverClan to be like it was pre-Pikestar. "THAT ROGUE SHOULD'VE STAYED AS WELL! AND I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL THE GATHERING IS OVER!!" Rootstripe yelled loudly, "ALSO!! SNAKEHEART SHOULD KEEP BEING MEDICINE CAT!! IT'S NOT FAIR THAT WE HAVE AN APPRENTICE AS OUR MEDICINE CAT!! SNAKEHEART RULES!!" Rootstripe screamed, hoping that everyone could hear him.

// (I do not share Rootstripe's views jsyk)

// cloudy sky jupiter Fierce Roses thepirateking birdie (Incase you want Fawnpaw to hear)

[Kunaisoul]

|Nightleap of Riverclan|

The sleek she-cat walked into the clearing and sighed with happiness. She took a deep breath in. "ah.. this place is a sight for sore eyes." she murmured to herself, a pleasant look on her face. She padded over to her usual spot and looked around. she noticed Rootstripe as she smiled and walked over to him. "Snakeheart was a good medicine cat, I do miss him in that position. But arguing with pikestar would be against the code." Nightleap said to the younger warrior.

|OPEN| .Stardust.

|Lionpaw of Windclan|

She nervously shuffled into the gathering and ran over to the shadows and sat. She couldnt be seen.

[Ian]

Hazelpaw grinned at her brother as he approached. "I haven't started training yet, but I'm really looking forward to it! So, how do Gatherings-" she chattered excitedly, before abruptly cutting off as her ears swiveled in the direction of a RiverClan warrior yowling about... ThunderClan? How dare they??

"HEY! YOU CAN'T SPEAK ABOUT THUNDERCLAN LIKE THAT! YOU FISH CATS POISON YOUR CLAWS LIKE COWARDS BECAUSE YOU CAN'T WIN A FIGHT!" she screeched in rage as she darted over towards the warrior with her fur fluffed up. Admittedly, it didn't do much to make the young siamese look bigger considering she had short fur, but it would have to do. Hazelpaw wasn't about to let the piece of fox-dung RiverClanner get away with talking about her home like that! "Why do you stay if you think hate your own Clan and ThunderClan so much, huh? Why don't you just leave??" she hissed, shoving her muzzle in Rootstripe's face.

~SilverShine~ .Stardust.

[stag]

| Fawnleap (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4881&pictureid=32206) |
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| Demigirl,She/They |
| Active Riverclan Warrior | A Cat with a Brown Base with a deeper brown Overcoat,White paws and muzzle and a dapple on her chest. They have reddish brown accents on their forearms and under tail with Yellow eyes. Nicks and Scars (short and long) cover her right side |
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Fawnleap was about to respond to Something her girlfriend said but she was cut off by a loud voice. The shecat very slowly turned their head….Rootstripe. Freaking Hell. She cleared their voice. “Doll,If you could tone it down that would be great. Pikestar calmly gave you an order,If you could follow it I would highly appreciate it since you are holding up The Gathering with these..Dramatic’s. You’re comment about Fawnpaw was also unnecessary,She serves the clan just like you. In a much bigger way as well,You are holding up a gathering for what? Is it for attention? We do not have time for such needs,Dear.”
Fawnleap spoke in a tender voice,But not before stepping infron of Wolfsong out of slight fear this would get violent. She would much rather take a hit than Wolfsong getting it.Fawnleap gave a small smile at their clan mate. Then turning there head back to Shattervemon. “As I was going to say before I was so..rudely interrupted by my dear clanmate. Don’t mind them,we all aren’t like that,I promise.” Fawnleap gave the riverclan Warrior a side-eye. If this cat was going hurt any of them it would be them. Fawnleap refused to allow a fellow warrior attack a clanmate or any other cat if it came to that,Which it was seeming too. Now Hazelpaw,Them brushed the apprentice off,She had a small reputation to up hold here. Yet the Shecat felt a wave of nervousness wash over her,The thought of fighting brought back the memories of the drowning and all of the scars that covered their right side. From those rock…and claws.

{} RiztheHuntress Orion .Stardust. {}

[fernmass]

-ˋˏ Weaselpaw ˎˊ

He entered the clearing with small vivid shuffles, discerning the other qualities of the other cats at the gathering. This was his second one of course, so he was a supposed natural. He licked his chest fur to represent himself cleanly with sleek fur. Waltzing down to enter under the rock, the moon was high and the stars were bright and sparkly. Just like they always are, his ears turned to the yowl of a cat who he guessed was complaining. He came a bit too late so just muttered something softly under his breath.Perhaps the cats just a bit grumpy. Immediately to settle down placing himself neatly on the sandy patched ground.

He raised his head towards the leaders on the rock, it seemed like there were two newly-made leaders. Including our loved Sparrowstar in the midst. With a small heave he looked across the rock to look at more of the leaders who diligently represented their clan. Twilightstar was still leader, isn't she a bit old now? I mean he shouldn't jump to conclusions too quickly. But the first time he had saw her she seemed just the same. And with Pikestar.. he couldn't help but get the feeling the gray cat was on the verge of collapsing out of fatigue.

He scoffed inwardly, his thoughts went rampant again. He hoped that those thoughts weren't always.. true. Doing mild guesses is what he does. He scrapped his paws across the ground out of boredom. To create some sort of shape to make him block out any unnecessary blaring noise. His paws swiveled as he tried to create a cat out of the dug markings. Attempting to make it to the best, if the drawing could rely on his artistic talent alone.

[ open! ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

stormpaw listened to hazelpaw then hearing a cat yell he looked to it as he heard what hazelpaw said he sighed and saw hazelpaw go over to the warrior stormpaw followed and touched hazel with his tail" sis don't its a bad idea to confront a Warrior" he said

thunderblaze heard someone yell he then got up" THUNDERCLAN IS NOT BAD! AND FAWNPAW SHOULD BE MED CAT! WE CANNOT JUST SAY WHICH MED CAT RULES, WE SHOULD BE GRATEFUL FOR WHAT STARCLAN HAS GIVEN US ALL!!! WOULD A FUR-BRAIN STAY HERE IN THE MIDST OF THE GATHERING STARCLAN WOULD NOT HAVE WANTED A ROGUE IN THE GATHERING AND THEY WOULD NOT LIKE A CAT WHO IS UNGRATEFUL FOR FAWNPAW!" he yowled loudly in anger, the clans should be grateful instead but what should there be a need of not wanting a med cat, do they want to die with no help from the med cat, it seems the clans are getting worse then ever
.Stardust. NinjaBloss

[Shade.]

All of a sudden, things had escalated. Rogues, shouting, arguing...Rosepaw had to admit, she'd gotten used to the calm life. Well, her version of calls. Nonstop accidents but very minor ones. This gathering was causing her some uncomfortable flashbacks. Flashbacks of loud opinions and exiles and stolen noses. She kind of wanted to hide. She felt kind of sick. Trapped. She could feel her knees, they were a tad jiggly. But she was fine. This was fine. After all, RiverClan started this, right? So this was their issue. Not her fault. Hhhhhhhhhhhh, but ThunderClan warriors were getting involved...

Rosepaw moved, with a hazy, frightened expression, off the medicine cat area and over to Asterdance. She sat next to her sibling and buried her face in their shoulder with no context, lifting her paws and pressing them over her ears. They're yelling again.

Willowfern
x ghostie

[poppy]

blizzardwind - .Stardust. thepirateking birdie NinjaBloss Fierce Roses @/anyone else

Dear stars above. The large Shield padded forward brusquely with a large frown on his face as a ThunderClan apprentice shoved her face in the hotheaded dumbass's face. Attempting to lightly nudge the small molly away from Rootstripe, he lashed his tail downwards. This horribly stupid cat. "rootstripe. shut. up. Unless you want the punishments to get more severe? Because I daresay you're too large and daft to pass as a Rootkit." His icy slate eyes darted up to Pikestar, and nodded in his former apprentice's direction (as well as Slatewhisker's, he would discuss this with her later).

'i'm not leaving 'til the gathering is over, my ass'. He shot a cool look down at the warrior. Or... apprentice. That was amusing. "The Gathering is over... for you."

Lowering his head, Blizzardwind tried to push Rootstripe lightly (or not so lightly) in the direction of camp. But after a moment, he paused. Fawnpaw didn't need this cat dirtying her name and making things even harder on her. "Fawnpaw is a better medicine cat than you are a warrior, so close your damn mouth and come with me to camp. Now. Before things get worse for you." He bared his teeth at this moron, sneering down at the loud, misbehaving warrior.

[sol.]

- Lilycreek | She/Her | RiverClan -


As Rootstripe's loud yowl ripped across the clearing, Lilycreek felt her bristle, and her temper rise. Not only had this cat brought up the dead leader and publicly expressed his disapproval with ThunderClan in front of the entirety of ThunderClan, he was disrespecting their current leader and their medicine cat. Dear stars. Rootstripe really knew how to rile up bunch of cats at once.

Her frown rippled across her face, stretching over her maw, into a deadly look of disapproval - the kind of look her mother would have cowered under.

"Rootstripe." The ice in her tone was colder than the river in leaf-bare, the disgust running deep. "Have you no shame? Stop making a fool of yourself. Use whatever shred of dignity you have left in that stupid brain of yours and listen to your superiors."

He is our leader, she wants to shout bitterly at Rootstripe as Blizzardwind spoke up. Not some substitute for Skystar. Skystar is dead, dead, dead, like Weedkit and Sproukit.

She savored the horror on his face; every line of indignation like a gift to her. Oh, how much fun she would have with the warrior-now-apprentice if she didn't care about earning Pikestar's ire as well...


( .Stardust. , jsajkajkd i hope i didn't offend you with this)
( thepirateking , just so pikestar can hear this, and a reminder that lily will always stand up for her friend <3 )

[Captain]

Staring down at Rootstripe from atop the Seastones, the tall RiverClan leader’s eye seemed to twitch as the defiant warrior kept on yelling and screaming about all these things, trying to attract so much attention to himself and for what? A shaky sigh left Pikestar as he tried to settle the fury that bubbled within him and he would close his eye for a moment, trying to take a moment to think over what to do with this… embarrassment of a warrior. It wasn’t until Blizzardwind spoke again that he opened his eye and watched the senior shield, once his own mentor, baring his teeth at Rootstripe. “You know what? Change of plans.” He meowed, surveying his partial gaze across the bustling crowd of cats before settling back onto the angered RiverClan warrior. “I’ve had enough of this. Blizzardwind, make sure this outsider is taken to the outskirts, beyond our borders. He is no longer a warrior of RiverClan. Rootstripe, from this moment on, I speak before the four clans and StarClan when I say that you are a disappointment and a disgrace to this clan, to all your clanmates, and especially to me.” He didn’t take his eyes off Rootstripe for a single second as he boldly exiled the cat, casting him out of RiverClan and disowning him as one of his own clanmates.

“I apologize to every single cat here for having to witness such a sorry excuse of a warrior, but I assure you that as long as I am the leader of RiverClan. I will not stand by and let dung like that in my clan.” There was a hiss in the edge of his tone as he practically spat the words. With that done, Pikestar decided to give Root no more attention as he stepped back and sat back down, exhaling another sigh through his nose. He glanced over at Dawnstar, who had given her own announcements, to which he dipped his head in silent understanding. The oriental longhair would let Twilightstar and Sparrowstar go before him. The last thing he wanted was to take up all the attention at a Gathering. He wanted nothing more than to listen to what the other clan leaders had to say and let his own anger calm down before he addressed his own announcements. His heart was still pounding in his chest and it took everything in him for his own paws not to shake. But Pikestar remained still and now silent, blinking at the three other leaders alongside him. There was only so much that he could do, but do it he shall. His head was pounding rather painfully and he needed a moment to calm down.

[ Undertaker Moonraven Jayvines Fierce Roses jupiter. .Stardust. ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Splashstripe growled at rootstripe* thats what you get for yelling among the crowds* he thought

tigerfire listened [forgot about tigerfire]

swiftflight listened

echoblue listened to the yelling

peachpaw looked around not knowing whats going on

thunderblaze listened to the leaders

meadowleap stayed quiet

ashclaw and lilypaw watched

[open]

[Zei]

Deadflame huffed "yah stupid furball!" he growled under his breath angrily...
(OPEN)

[Doom]

CROWPAW
✦ THUNDERCLAN | 8 MOONS | AGENDER [AMAB] ✦
✦ MASSIVE FLUFFY BLACK-AND-WHITE TOM WITH BLUE EYES ✦

x ghostie Shade.
[hope yall dont mind crow joining ♥]

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Crowpaw felt as if their entire pelt was crawling with insects. They said nothing as Wormbite walked away, only giving a slight, stiff, sad wave of goodbye with their tail tip, before quickly shaking out the icky feeling in their pelt. Sheesh! That RiverClanner was so scary! It couldn’t have gone worse than that! After several good shakes, they immediately took action to flee the area, scuttling off into the crowd, wanting to get as far far away from the embarrassing incident as possible.

That's it! Crowpaw had treasure to find! There was no time for mingling!

Though as the apprentice swam through the (seemingly infinite) sea of cats, there seemed to be a commotion that caught everyone’s attention. Oh, was the gathering starting?? No…this commotion sounded like an argument. Were arguments normal at a gathering…? Crowpaw raised their head to see over everyone else (it was crazy how they could even do that now…) and furrowed their brows in the direction of the chaos. It was almost impossible for Crowpaw to make out what anyone was saying, but…it seemed as though one cat…a RiverClanner(?) was getting yelled at the most. But why? Crowpaw itched for the answers, but the more they tried to listen, the harder it was to entirely decipher. Another cat started speaking, a leader cat, but…

Suddenly all the voices and smells became impossible to differentiate. They tried to listen to Pikestar, but their ears began to play a high-pitched noise, dominating every other noise at the gathering. Their pelt was hot once again, feeling…heavier? Thicker? The air seemed thinner as they tried to take deeper breaths, but as their fuzzy chest inflated and deflated, Crowpaw couldn’t seem to catch their breath. Everyone around them just became blobs – blobs that were way way way too close. Every little touch from someone or something made them puff up; they ping-ponged around in their confined space, trapped, confused, head turning every which-way. They needed to get out. Get out. NOW.

Crowpaw took off in a random direction, trying to avoid contact with the swarming blobs as if their life depended on it. Wide, blue, slitted eyes desperately searched for a familiar face. Ravenpaw? Echosong? Mistheart? Where was everybody??? Did nobody they know come to the gathering?? Was there something they knew that Crowpaw didn’t? Was Crowpaw a fool for deciding to attend the gathering…?

Finally, a familiar face caught their eye. Asterdance – patrol buddy! It seemed as though they were already in the service of comforting another cat, but…Crowpaw was already making a beeline for the brown-and-white warrior. All their thoughts quieted down into one single thought – comfort cuddles. They needed them. It always worked in the past, so it'll work now, right?

Once they were in proximity, the large apprentice squeezed next to whoever the other cat was and, if they'd allowed it, snuggled up against the muscular warrior’s paws.

[SpiritedWarrior]

> Rootstripe < He/him

Rootstripe was mad! Why did Slatewhisker have to deal with him when he was doing nothing wrong. And then there was a ThunderClan apprentice here too, "FOXHEARTED CATS!" He yelled, he was just doing what felt right! He was doing nothing wrong, "CAN WE JUST SHUT UP ABOUT THUNDERCLAN? THEY ARE KITTYPETS! LIKE KESTRELSTAR AND SKYSTAR THINK!" Rootstripe yowled, ThunderClan shouldn't even be a clan.. Rootstripe thought. "CINDERSTAR DIDN"T DIE A NOBLE DEATH! YOU STUPID APPRENTICE!" Rootstripe yowled at the apprentice, who was apparently from ThunderClan. ThunderClan was WAYYY too weak to be a clan. "SLATEWHISKER!! I WAS NOT TRASH-TALKING ABOUT THUNDERCLAN!! YOU'RE WORSE!!" Rootstripe shouted, "YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE TO BE DEPUTY!! HONESTLY, TO BE HONEST!! SKYSTAR WAS BETTER THAN PIKESTAR!!" Rootstripe shouted.

// SpiritedWarrior Fierce Roses

> Pebblefoot < He/they/she

Pebblefoot told Hawkblaze and Flintfang a simple: "Bye Hawkblaze, Bye Flintfang" Before heading o- Oh no.. Usual gathering chaos.. Pebblefoot recognized the cat as Rootstripe.. Was their seriously a cat that was acting like this? "I can take the kit back to camp if you want" They spoke. Trying to sound a bit calmer to see if Slatewhisker would notice.

// Katlike RiztheHuntress Fierce Roses

~Slatewhisker~
Slatewhisker was just trying to enjoy the god dang gathering for Starclan's sake! She held in a growl as she turned to the other deputies. With a brief "I'll be back", she stepped off the stones and padded quickly over to Rootstripe, nodding her head at Blizzardwind. "Rootstripe, what did I tell you? I told you to shut the goddamn up and you didn't listen. Blizzardwind will be taking you back to camp where we'll have a chat and decide what punishment is best fitted. But one thing is for sure. You're banned from going to the next two gatherings. You have shown reckless behavior on a peaceful night. I gave you the easiest rule ever and you managed to break it." She growled, her eyes blue flames of anger. Usually she wasn't this mean to her clanmates but the stress had gotten to her.

With another nod and a smile to Blizzardwind, she glared at Rootstripe one last time before she padded back to the stones, climbing them easily and taking her seat. She flattened her bristling fur and tapped a claw on the stone, willing for the Gathering to continue.
:heartbounce: jupiter .Stardust. :heartbounce:


Ashpaw (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes

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To Ashpaw, it seemed that his destiny and Flamepaw's were continuously interwoven, and the thought made his pelt prickle in anticipation for the unknown future that lay in front of them. He noticed that she, too, was looking intently at the huge Shadowclan leader. Following her gaze, he realize that Dawnstar had stopped mid-way and was confronting herself with a cat he didn't know. Of course, since Ashpaw didn't know anyone from the other clans the situation was pretty confusing for him, but it didn't care.

As Flamepaw continued to talk he fixed his ears on her, trying to cancel the background noise that came from many, many cats all around them. "Willowpaw? I've never heard of her, but... you were so lucky! I haven't participated in any border patrol, so this is my first time even scenting all the other clans." And that was one thing with absolutely top priority he should catch on as soon as possible. "Can you see her now? I'd like to meet her." Finally, he had a chance to know the other apprentices! And from Shadowclan!

But as they talked, Flamepaw's gaze suddenly turned to a brown, white spotted cat that was yowling something about Cindersky in a rough voice that probably wanted to sound like a joke. As predicted, her orange pelt bristled in anger and she didn't hesitate in protecting their former leader's name. Luckily, soon the Riverclan deputy punished him by forcing him to go back in front of everyone. Must be humiliating, but... he deserved that. Ashpaw brushed his friend's back lightly with his gray tail, hoping to calm her hot feelings and return to the peace of the Gathering. He could still see her tensed muscles, and her green eyes wouldn't leave Rootstripe's fur until he wasn't out of sight anymore.

[ SpiritedWarrior ]


> Rootstripe < He/him

He was very mad, "NO! I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL THEY ARE DONE!!" He yelled

// Fierce Roses jupiter
Bumbleflight let out a rumbling sound from deep in his chest, allowing Rainpaw to get close and wrapping hid tail loosely around the apprentice. They were with many strangers, most more dangerous, and insufferable, than others, but he'd try his best to keep his nervous apprentice calm.

"Fine by me," he said, looking around. He idly wondered if anyone would approach the two. Hopefully someone who had some semblance of brain matter left...

(Open kinda???)

> Rootstripe < He/him

Pikestar? Was going to demote him? No way, no, no way. "PIKESTAR!! YOU COULD HAVE JUST BANNED ME FROM GATHERINGS!! NOT MAKE ME A STUPID APPRENTICE AGAIN!! TO BE HONEST!! I AGREE WITH SNAKEHEART AND SKYSTAR!! THUNDERCLAN IS BAD!!" Rootstripe yowled, why did RiverClan have to be like this? Rootstripe wanted Skystar back actually, he regretted thinking that Skystar was a bad leader. And he wanted RiverClan to be like it was pre-Pikestar. "THAT ROGUE SHOULD'VE STAYED AS WELL! AND I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL THE GATHERING IS OVER!!" Rootstripe yelled loudly, "ALSO!! SNAKEHEART SHOULD KEEP BEING MEDICINE CAT!! IT'S NOT FAIR THAT WE HAVE AN APPRENTICE AS OUR MEDICINE CAT!! SNAKEHEART RULES!!" Rootstripe screamed, hoping that everyone could hear him.

// (I do not share Rootstripe's views jsyk)

// cloudy sky jupiter Fierce Roses thepirateking birdie (Incase you want Fawnpaw to hear)


Staring down at Rootstripe from atop the Seastones, the tall RiverClan leader’s eye seemed to twitch as the defiant warrior kept on yelling and screaming about all these things, trying to attract so much attention to himself and for what? A shaky sigh left Pikestar as he tried to settle the fury that bubbled within him and he would close his eye for a moment, trying to take a moment to think over what to do with this… embarrassment of a warrior. It wasn’t until Blizzardwind spoke again that he opened his eye and watched the senior shield, once his own mentor, baring his teeth at Rootstripe. “You know what? Change of plans.” He meowed, surveying his partial gaze across the bustling crowd of cats before settling back onto the angered RiverClan warrior. “I’ve had enough of this. Blizzardwind, make sure this outsider is taken to the outskirts, beyond our borders. He is no longer a warrior of RiverClan. Rootstripe, from this moment on, I speak before the four clans and StarClan when I say that you are a disappointment and a disgrace to this clan, to all your clanmates, and especially to me.” He didn’t take his eyes off Rootstripe for a single second as he boldly exiled the cat, casting him out of RiverClan and disowning him as one of his own clanmates.

“I apologize to every single cat here for having to witness such a sorry excuse of a warrior, but I assure you that as long as I am the leader of RiverClan. I will not stand by and let dung like that in my clan.” There was a hiss in the edge of his tone as he practically spat the words. With that done, Pikestar decided to give Root no more attention as he stepped back and sat back down, exhaling another sigh through his nose. He glanced over at Dawnstar, who had given her own announcements, to which he dipped his head in silent understanding. The oriental longhair would let Twilightstar and Sparrowstar go before him. The last thing he wanted was to take up all the attention at a Gathering. He wanted nothing more than to listen to what the other clan leaders had to say and let his own anger calm down before he addressed his own announcements. His heart was still pounding in his chest and it took everything in him for his own paws not to shake. But Pikestar remained still and now silent, blinking at the three other leaders alongside him. There was only so much that he could do, but do it he shall. His head was pounding rather painfully and he needed a moment to calm down.

[ Undertaker Moonraven Jayvines Fierce Roses jupiter. .Stardust. ]

Flamepaw stared at the RiverClan warrior as he spoke. Yes, she was born a kittypet, but the rest of ThunderClan wasn't born kittypets (as far as she knew). But that was downright insulting, no matter where a cat came from. They were warriors in ThunderClan. The next words spoken by the tom weren't much better. He was calling her stupid and denying the fact Cinderstar died a noble way (then again, he doesn't know how she died). But alas, Rootstripe's actions could not be scolded by Flamepaw. It was not her place nor her problem, so she simply rolled her eyes and walked a bit away to allow more room for his Clanmates who seemed to be just as angry, if not, angrier.

She stood beside Ashpaw and smiled at him in thanks for his presence before perking her ears toward the RiverClan warrior who was clearly had multiple hives of bees in his brain. Perhaps even hives of wasps as well. Before long, the shield called Blizzardwind was ordering the warrior back to their camp, but wait... what's this? Pikestar was exiling the mad tom? Flamepaw let out a quiet 'ha', which was only loud enough for Ashpaw to hear. Serves him right for dishonoring his own Clan and insulting ThunderClan. I wonder what Sparrowstar would say about this...

"Thanks," she murmured to the gray tabby apprentice as she felt his tail touch her back. As a nonverbal response, the orange and white tabby she-cat allowed her fur to lie flat. I stayed calm, but what kind of trouble would the newly exiled warrior cause for the Clans? the thought whirled around in her mind, but she tossed it out quickly. That was a question that Rootstripe could answer, but there was no way Flamepaw was going to march up to the rogue and demand the answer. That would just be plain foolish and a fight could start. Soon, Pikestar spoke up yet again apologizing to the other three Clans. The large dark gray one-eyed warrior seemed to be kind enough to apologize, though it must've been humiliating to have to do such an act while the eyes of ThunderClan, ShadowClan, and WindClan were on the whole of RiverClan.

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Littlepaw's eyes darted from ThunderClan, to Pikestar, to Rootstripe, and back again. This Gathering was very chaotic and it had barely begun. At least it wasn't her that was the 'root' (pun intended) of the problem. And soon enough, the issue was cast aside (literally) and the Gathering continued. Dipping her head in apology to ThunderClan and acknowledgment of Pikestar's decision, the cream tabby smiled with confidence and looked at her leader. Looking at Gingerfrost ( Estelle ), Littlepaw couldn't help but let a low purr rumble in her throat. RiverClan would no longer be seen as hostile, foolish, and merciless. Not while Pikestar was around (which hopefully is a very long time).

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Rainpaw whined with discomfort at all the insults being thrown around by the RiverClan warrior called Rootstripe. ThunderClan wasn't bad at all! And Sparrowstar was doing a great job at leading so far, lifting ThunderClan further away from the grave that they had dug themselves into some moons ago. With a squeal at all the loud noises, Rainpaw found himself practically buried in his mentor's fur. Where was Thrushfur ( Eaglet )? His father walked with ThunderClan to Seastones, so he had to have seen all that was going on!

With a loud yowl, the apprentice called for his dad, "DAD! WHERE ARE YOU?"

The small tom needed a bit more comfort than just his mentor, if a fight broke out, he'd want as much protection as he could get. Obviously, a fight wouldn't break out, but the brown tabby with a light tuft on his head did not know how the night was going to go.

[J@y]

Adderfleck flicked her ear, eavesdropping on two warriors near her. Their conversation was full of half-hearted compliments and pleasantries. Something always interesting to hear.
-
A loud yowl interrupted their conversation. She looked up to the Seastones, looks like it’s starting. Please let this be a good Gathering, she prayed silently.
-
ShadowClan was doing well with a plague? Kidnapping and dogs? Not to mention the death! Did she think the other clans would fall for that? Adderfleck looked over the Pikestar for what he thought. But from where she was, she couldn't see his expression. She sighed turning her attention back to Dawnstar.
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Apprentices. That was the first good news I’ve heard so far. She looked around trying to spot the newly appointed apprentices. She spotted a few new faces she guessed were them. She turned back to the ShadowClan leader once she started talking again.
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Her face turned sour at the news of outsiders joining ShadowClan. Outsiders were not to be trusted, were these mouse-brains trying to get killed?! She bit back the growing retort. Gatherings are meant for peace not fighting. Even so, that was ShadowClan’s choice, I don’t have to live with them.
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She looked at the other leaders, waiting for one of them to step up. Instead, her attention snapped over to Rootspring. Once again she found herself biting back her tongue. So much for a good Gathering, she thought bitterly. Her claws unsheathed, digging into the soft sand underneath her.
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She looked over the Pikestar, her eyes widening. He’s getting exiled? Now? In the middle of a Gathering? She looked over to Rootspring, her gaze full of pity and curiosity.

[Caspian]

Flickpaw sat and listened

[J@y]

Adderfleck flicked her ear, eavesdropping on two warriors near her. Their conversation was full of half-hearted compliments and pleasantries. Something always interesting to hear.
-
A loud yowl interrupted their conversation. She looked up to the Seastones, looks like it’s starting. Please let this be a good Gathering, she prayed silently.
-
ShadowClan was doing well with a plague? Kidnapping and dogs? Not to mention the death! Did she think the other clans would fall for that? Adderfleck looked over the Pikestar for what he thought. But from where she was, she couldn't see his expression. She sighed turning her attention back to Dawnstar.
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Apprentices. That was the first good news I’ve heard so far. She looked around trying to spot the newly appointed apprentices. She spotted a few new faces she guessed were them. She turned back to the ShadowClan leader once she started talking again.
-
Her face turned sour at the news of outsiders joining ShadowClan. Outsiders were not to be trusted, were these mouse-brains trying to get killed?! She bit back the growing retort. Gatherings are meant for peace not fighting. Even so, that was ShadowClan’s choice, I don’t have to live with them.
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She looked at the other leaders, waiting for one of them to step up. Instead, her attention snapped over to Rootspring. Once again she found herself biting back her tongue. So much for a good Gathering, she thought bitterly. Her claws unsheathed, digging into the soft sand underneath her.
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She looked over the Pikestar, her eyes widening. He’s getting exiled? Now? In the middle of a Gathering? She looked over to Rootspring, her gaze full of pity and curiosity.

[Caspian]

Whiteglow sat in the clearing, she huffed as a warrior, a warrior she knew as Rootstripe overreacted, “she flattened her ears, “just let me be an elder already” the old warrior muttered bitterly to herself, she shifted before looking around she looked down at her paws sourly. She looked up, shocked that a cat would be exiled for overreacting that’s just harsh she thought

(Open)

[perseus.]

"M-m-my m-mum c-called me C-crocus," the young tom stammers on, the whites of his eyes flashing as he regards Foxcall fearfully, belly pressed into the earth. He hoped this tom left him alone sooner rather than later. Even though this was "fun" he didn't want to keep it up forever. "W-where is this p-p-place? Who is everyo-one? Why is... Why is this ha-ha-happening?"
(sorry for lack of substance aa)

(all good plum!!)

Foxcall growled softly, "Your mother was a loner then, or even worse a kittypet." Their eyes narrowed in anger, "You shouldn't be here because you aren't part of a clan. You have no clan smell at all." Their tail lashed again, though they made their fur calm down, they didn't want to get yelled at by Dawnstar or Cinderblaze, "Your lucky I can't do anything because I don't want to bring the anger of Starclan to this gathering." Their eyes glance around to see if anyone else had seen smelled that this Crocus wasn't a clan cat. I'll have to see if I can talk to Cinderblaze before this gathering starts officially. [semi-open]

[Orion]

|| Shattervenom | Evermore RiztheHuntress ||
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“Wolfsong, right? You and Fawnleap make a lovely pair.” Fawnleap’s casual praise regarding Shatter’s name had Shattervenom simultaneously flattered and frazzled, unsure of how to proceed. Should she complement the RiverClan lady back? Would that look inappropriate in front of Fawnleap’s significant other? The WindClan warrior had woefully little experience greeting and mingling with her own faction; in this setting the pressure cranked even higher, leaving the black-and-white runner increasingly uncomfortable in her own sleek fur. And then there was Shatters current… state to think about. Was it nerves making the tall she-cat jittery, or the buzz of toxins swimming in her bloodstream?

A spike of anxiety speared Shattervenom through the gut in the next beat, frizzing the fur of her tail. “I’m fine,” she answered too quickly upon Fawnleap’s kind inquiry, schooling her already aloof features into an unreadable flatline. “I’m simply not… accustomed to such large groups. It’s a little overwhelming, being surrounded by so many cats from different clans, right? I’m thankful that you approached first.” Shatter’s mouth tipped up subtly at the corners, a modest smile that barely reached her pale grey eyes. “And there’s no need to apologize—I appreciate your concern.”

The towering warrior attempted a gracious dip of her head… and then had to swallow bile as the world tilted sideways, dizziness momentarily fuzzing her vision. She was glad that Fawnleap kept her engaged in conversation; otherwise, the moon-masked hunter might’ve fled home to hide in her den for the rest of the night. Snuggling up in a mass of clean moss did sound heavenly right about now.

“Distant? I s-suppose that WindClan has somewhat extricated ourselves from the interest of other clans…” The stutter in Shattervenom’s voice came from fighting down a swell of vertigo rather than shyness, although uneasiness threaded its way into her chest as well. She wasn’t sure how much she should speak on WindClan’s current policy regarding the other factions. A wrong word might get interpreted negatively by Fawnleap and her paramour, and that poison could ripple outward into discordant chaos at the drop of a leaf. Shatter certainly wanted no responsibility for destroying alliances or positive relationships. Her gaze skipped between the two she-cats, whiskers twitching back. “To be honest with you ladies, I don’t think much about the Firefly Cove battle. We were happy to help at the time, and I don’t think anyone regrets coming to your aid. Tragedy happens far too often… what matters are the steps we take to prevent unnecessary pain. I’m sure you understand.” Here Shattervenom thought back to the discussion that Twilightstar had hosted with the leaders of the other clans; not much had come of that meeting, to Shatter’s disappointment, and part of her ached to think that her ideas had meant so little in the grand scheme of things. History was doomed to repeat itself if nothing changed.

With a slightly unsteady sigh, Shattervenom continued on a lighter topic. Given the lack of shift in her facial expression, the change in dialogue might feel abrupt—but the slender cat was honestly trying her best. “We held a race in the territory not too long ago. The moor has the perfect terrain for really pouring on the speed and pushing yourself to the limit… do you have such events in RiverClan? I imagine you do a lot of competitive swimming?” Genuine fascination helped erase some of the muted exhaustion in Shatter’s gaze as she looked from Fawnleap to Wolfsong. “I always wondered what it’d be like to try swimming… a race that was a mix between land and water would be a sight to behold.”

Hmm. Shattervenom put a mental pin in that; might be worth bringing up to Twilightstar or Fallownose later.

The screeching of a stranger had the ebony-and-ivory warrior’s ears smashing flat against her skull with sudden agony. She reflexively crouched, limbs instantly folding upon themselves as though Shattervenom were bracing for a physical blow; her stomach twisted violently, pulsating in time with her galloping heartbeat; when the hunter swallowed, their throat felt dry as sand. Too late she realized that she’d displayed weakness in front of her RiverClan guests. With a sharp inhale Shatter straightened back upright—nearly tipping over where she stood—and made as though to step backward toward the perimeter of the Gathering. No. She could not handle someone’s horrific shrieking right now—her skull would literally explode. “Ah… I th-think I’m going to stand over there,” rasped the long-legged lady, gesturing with her banner toward a group of boulders tumbling toward the sea. “I’d be happy to… to continue our conversation, if you’d like. Otherwise I wish you both a beautiful rest of the night.”

[puppeteer]

Sagepaw turned from the excitement and chaos to hear his leader calling his and his sisters name. He felt his fur flush in embarrassment.

[taillow]

Fawnpaw
Relief flooded through her as Fallownose seemed to accept her apology, and she gave him a bright grin. "It is, yes! Thank you, Mr. Fallownose." Fawnpaw didn't want to take up too much of the WindClan deputy's time, but she was appreciative that he had been receptive to her. Hopefully they would get a chance to talk again soon, so she could get to know her Clan's allies.

The next Clan to pour into Seastones was ThunderClan, and Fawnpaw turned to see Sparrowflight - or, she assumed Sparrowstar now. Another cat she wanted to apologize too, but there wouldn't be time until perhaps after the gathering. She just wanted to make sure the older she-cat knew she hadn't meant to interrupt or cause a scene, and hopefully she would be as understanding as Fallownose had been. The young medicine cat tucked the thought away for later.

A cat that Fawnpaw didn't know all that well followed behind Sparrowflightstar, and she assumed he was the new deputy. He didn't seem to talk much - at all really - as he settled up beside where Slatewhisker was. Speaking of, she offered a tiny smile towards her Clan's deputy. Hopefully she knew how well she was doing. After a moment or two, Fawnpaw moved back to sit where she had seen the medicine cats sit at the last gathering. This would be the place where she would go from now on, she supposed. With a gentle smile, she turned to look at where her dad had become seated next to her and gave a small touch of her nose to his shoulder in gratitude.

Her gaze once again traveled along the sandy clearing, firstly coming across Flickerpaw. She was glad to see that she didn't seem all that bothered by her injuries, but along with the smile Fawnpaw sent a glance that simply said "better not push it". It didn't last long, however, and soon she let out a small laugh as she received a look back from her friend. She trusted Flickerpaw, but that didn't mean she wouldn't keep an eye out for the coal-and-fire furred apprentice.

The next piece of action to capture her attention was... oh stars. An outsider. Fawnpaw stiffened where she sat, but it seemed to be dealt with rather swiftly. Cats were jumping to, pelts bristling, so Fawnpaw figured she would leave it to them. As she was watching, an unsettling feeling drifted over her and turned her blood to ice. And then, it took form - Fawnpaw watched with wide eyes as Dawnstar strode over to the scene, looming like death itself. A shiver ran down her spine but Fawnpaw did her best to conceal it. After all, Dawnstar had been ShadowClan's leader for a long time from what she had gathered. Best to not disrespect a cat of such stature by shuddering.

Trailing behind her was the large tom, making his way over to the Seastones instead of to the outsider scene (that was being handled) who had lifted her off the Seastones and onto the ground at the last meeting. Fawnpaw wanted to also apologize to him but... to be quite honest he sort of terrified her. The most she could manage was a swift glance in his direction and a tiny dip of her head before her eyes snapped back forward. Maybe next time.

After another moment, Fawnpaw noticed a rather large cat waddling towards the space she sat. Was this one of the medicine cats she would be working with?? Excitement gripped her, paws drumming against the ground in anticipation. As he sat down, the young medicine cat turned. "Hello there! My name is Fawnpaw - are you... WindClan's medicine cat?" Her eyes were bright as she rose to her paws, dipping her head in greeting. He was... much larger than her, but unlike Dawnstar he seemed to bring about a sense of peace and clarity. Almost like an old friend coming up to her. "This is for you, by the way!" Using one paw, she pushed one of the three shiny shells forward as an offering.

Before she could really wait for any response from Cowpaw, a loud voice calling her name made her glance over in the direction where cats had been coming in and she recognized her two friends from the last gathering. A bright smile appeared on her face as she waved her fluffy tail in greeting. "Centipedepaw! Hornetpaw! Hello!" Stars, she was glad to see them. She had to apologize to them too, she had run off to defend Pikestar at the last gathering after only a short conversation. She hoped to perhaps continue it tonight before the announcements started! "Dad, that's Hornetpaw and Centipedepaw! I befriended them at the last gathering," she shared, casting a gleeful look towards her father before looking back at the brothers.

Just as she finished greeting them, another cat slunk to to the seated spot. Oh, this was ShadowClan's medicine cat, right? Or one of them? Fawnpaw turned her head, a smile already on her face, when it faltered a bit. Oh. Right. Sheepishly, Fawnpaw's eyes darted to the ground. "Oh! Ah - yes. I do apologize. I did not mean to cause a scene. But yes, I am RiverClan's new medicine cat, Fawnpaw! - er, just medicine cat though. I don't... have an official mentor. What is your name?" Would that make her look weak? She had managed to lift her gaze to Ivysnake and did her best to smile before remembering her gift. "Oh! And this is for you and your mentor to share if you'd like," she gestured to one of the shells, using a free paw to scoot it closer to Ivysnake.

Really, all Fawnpaw had been looking forward to was to introduce herself to the new medicine cats and make a good first impression. But a loud voice commanded her attention and Fawnpaw whipped her head around to see Rootstripe. What were they doing... oh no. Dread filled her belly as the RiverClan warrior began to make a mockery out of Cinderstar's death. Another cat seemed to confront the cackling warrior, from ThunderClan it seemed. A nervous tingle unfurled in her chest as the young medicine cat felt her heart speed up a bit. Slatewhisker, fortunately, seemed to handle it with a rather swift rebuking, and Fawnpaw felt a sigh of relief leave her.

Only for it to come rushing back as Rootstripe continued. This time, Fawnpaw more visibly stiffened. He was shouting about how... wait, what? More about how ThunderClan were kitty-pets (wrong), how Cinderstar hadn't died a noble death (from her experience at the Starcave, wrong), and then going off on how Slatewhisker and her brother weren't fit for their positions. The last part made her fur bristle slightly in defense, but she couldn't bring herself to move from her spot. Instead she sat and watched, muscles tensed and ready to spring into action if needed.

It really did seem like it would be handled. Slatewhisker was moving to correct the warriors outrageous yowling, as was Blizzardwind and Pondwhisker. Soon enough, even Pikestar stepped up to say something about it. Still, Fawnpaw kept her gaze fixated and muscles tense incase she was needed for anything.

The fact that Dawnstar was starting announcements barely registered, but Fawnpaw did her best to drag her attention away from the RiverClan warrior causing a scene to listen. Twolegs... they sounded terrifying just from that description alone. Building fires?? They could build fires??? Fawnpaw hadn't known that. Other than that, it did seem ShadowClan was doing well. A light smile appeared across her face as she attempted to catch Ivysnake's eye once more to offer a silent look of acknowledgement.

"ALSO!! SNAKEHEART SHOULD KEEP BEING MEDICINE CAT!! IT'S NOT FAIR THAT WE HAVE AN APPRENTICE AS OUR MEDICINE CAT!!"

It was like a sharpened claw slicing through her, so fast that Fawnpaw felt the air get knocked out of her. Her entire head swiveled around to stare owlishly at Rootstripe, who continued to yowl about. Suddenly her ears felt hot and her mouth dry. More cats were getting involved in the chaos but Fawnpaw could only stare at Rootstripe. Did he... was that what her Clanmates really thought? She had tried hard ever since her dream with Chestnutfall to push her insecurities down and just focus on doing the best she could but... it was still there. Lingering like shadows, dancing on the edge of her vision. The young medicine cat tried to swallow only to find out she was unable to. Everything felt frozen.

Trapped in her own dull word, eyes still fixated onto Rootstripe, Fawnpaw was aware of another cat approaching - this time smelling of ThunderClan. But it was short lived as the she-cat moved away again, and if Fawnpaw had been in a better mindset she would've called out for her to wait. She had to give her the shell gift! But all the RiverClan medicine cat could do was stare at Rootstripe. At her failure, living and breathing in the flesh.

Sit still. Don't say anything. Don't do anything. As if she were made of the same stony material of the stones on which she was next to, Fawnpaw didn't move. Finally able to tear her gaze away from Rootstripe, she found that it drifted in front of her, looking aimlessly at nothing. She felt as though she were falling in her own mind, and that it wasn't really her seeing or hearing things. Instead it was some other Fawnpaw, one that could handle the brutality of the night unfolding before her.

Hopefully this would be done quick, and preferably before the hot flashing pain of tears gave way to actual drops that would no doubt roll down her face at any given moment.

[ NinjaBloss Jayvines Fierce Roses Orion x ghostie vellichor marina .Stardust. TheNyanCatMinecart thepirateking jupiter Shade. - I apologize if I missed anyone! I kept it limited to who Fawnpaw was directly interacting with/saw + other involved high ranks ]

[SplashyLumi]

(all good plum!!)

Foxcall growled softly, "Your mother was a loner then, or even worse a kittypet." Their eyes narrowed in anger, "You shouldn't be here because you aren't part of a clan. You have no clan smell at all." Their tail lashed again, though they made their fur calm down, they didn't want to get yelled at by Dawnstar or Cinderblaze, "Your lucky I can't do anything because I don't want to bring the anger of Starclan to this gathering." Their eyes glance around to see if anyone else had seen smelled that this Crocus wasn't a clan cat. I'll have to see if I can talk to Cinderblaze before this gathering starts officially. [semi-open]
Vineglow annoyingly walked towards this shadowclan cat who thought he was so high and mighty. -That was her thing. “If you lay a claw on Crocuspaw, I will personally rip all your fur off.”

[Wingnettle]

Flamepaw stared at the RiverClan warrior as he spoke. Yes, she was born a kittypet, but the rest of ThunderClan wasn't born kittypets (as far as she knew). But that was downright insulting, no matter where a cat came from. They were warriors in ThunderClan. The next words spoken by the tom weren't much better. He was calling her stupid and denying the fact Cinderstar died a noble way (then again, he doesn't know how she died). But alas, Rootstripe's actions could not be scolded by Flamepaw. It was not her place nor her problem, so she simply rolled her eyes and walked a bit away to allow more room for his Clanmates who seemed to be just as angry, if not, angrier.

She stood beside Ashpaw and smiled at him in thanks for his presence before perking her ears toward the RiverClan warrior who was clearly had multiple hives of bees in his brain. Perhaps even hives of wasps as well. Before long, the shield called Blizzardwind was ordering the warrior back to their camp, but wait... what's this? Pikestar was exiling the mad tom? Flamepaw let out a quiet 'ha', which was only loud enough for Ashpaw to hear. Serves him right for dishonoring his own Clan and insulting ThunderClan. I wonder what Sparrowstar would say about this...

"Thanks," she murmured to the gray tabby apprentice as she felt his tail touch her back. As a nonverbal response, the orange and white tabby she-cat allowed her fur to lie flat. I stayed calm, but what kind of trouble would the newly exiled warrior cause for the Clans? the thought whirled around in her mind, but she tossed it out quickly. That was a question that Rootstripe could answer, but there was no way Flamepaw was going to march up to the rogue and demand the answer. That would just be plain foolish and a fight could start. Soon, Pikestar spoke up yet again apologizing to the other three Clans. The large dark gray one-eyed warrior seemed to be kind enough to apologize, though it must've been humiliating to have to do such an act while the eyes of ThunderClan, ShadowClan, and WindClan were on the whole of RiverClan.


Ashpaw (he/him)
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes

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So much was now happening in front of their eyes, that Ashpaw was wondering if every Gathering was so messy like this one. Now it seemed that every cat from Riverclan and Thunderclan was inveighing against Rootstripe, but he was glad that Flamepaw had decided to back out and leave the matter to his leader.

When Pikestar announced publicly the rude warrior's exile, Ashpaw couldn't help but let himself come out an astonished sound. Of course he agreed with his drastic decision - he had broke the truce at a Gathering and disobeyed his leader in front of everyone - but why making the announcement here? Maybe that's a way for the Riverclan leader to show everyone that they're changed, and they want to keep the peace. I guess Pikestar doesn't want to follow in Skystar's footsteps.

Ashpaw noticed that Flamepaw had finally calmed down. This was his chance to change topic and invite her to meet someone else. With a cheerful voice once again, he tried to involve her in his idea: "Come on, let's go and meet other apprentices! I bet we're not the only ones that want to do that." he said while pointing with his tail to the closer group of young cats. Many seemed lost, and Ashpaw could well understand their feeling. There must be lots of cats tonight that have never participated in a Gathering, just like us.

[ SpiritedWarrior ]

[Raven~]

Featherspirit looked at the other molly and smiled and mews as they introduce themselves. "I am Featherspirit, nice to meet you Larkstorm." She mews
Larkstorm smiled back at Fratherspirirt. “Yeah, it’s nice to meet you too.” Larkstorm was about to go into a more detailed conversation when Dawnstar called the Gathering started. Larkstorm turned to the ShadowClan leader, expecting to hear good things about the Clan. Instead to the she-cat’s horror, Dawnstar spoke of Twolegs infesting the land, stealing one of her Clanmates and injuring another with their shiny trinkets. Larkstorm lightened up a bit at the newest apprentices. With new apprentices came new warriors, a new chance to grow back again. ShadowClan was lucky to have so many.
Larkstorm’s tail began to twitch when Rootstripe began to scream and carry on. How did he ever become a warrior?. Larkstorm thought, looking on with disgust at Rootstripe. It didn’t surprise Larkstorm one bit when Pikestar took the matters into his own paws and exiled Rootstripe. Exactly what I would have done. Then Larkstorm remembered that Rootstripe was Featherspirirt’s former Clanmate. She turned back to Featherspirit. “Hey, you okay? Did you know Rootstripe?”

[SpiritWolf_yt]

ashclaw watched the leaders

lilypaw listened

splashstripe peachpaw swiftflight watched

the blinded she-cat listened

thunderblaze watched

meadowleap stayed silent

[open]

[sock]

Darkray settled in a shadowy corner, stretching his black back. His dark paws lay in front of him as the tom laid down. His orange-eyed scowl scanned the gathering, watching all the cats. [open]

[Rizo]

~Wolfsong of Riverclan | Evermore Orion~

Ignoring the commotion that continued, the silver she-cat listened to the tall Windclanner, pelt flushing with warmth slightly at her compliment.
"Thank you, Shattervenom. I'm certainly a very lucky cat," she purred, entwining her tail with that of Fawnleap.
She blinked in understanding as the black and white cat reflected on what she had said. Riverclan had been very fortunate for the aid of Windclan, and their presence was influential in the battle, regardless of the outcome.
"Well then, thank you, Shattervenom. I am grateful that Windclan was there to assist us. I fear our casualties would have been much worse without your support," the silver tabby mused. The battle seemed so far in the past now, yet the shockwaves of it continued to cast their ripples. Hopefully now, with stable leadership, things would finally calm down.
Wolfsong nodded in agreement as Shattervenom spoke of being interested in a land and sea race after Windclan had hosted a race of their own. Being able to really stretch their legs must be nice at times.
"That's a fine idea. Maybe Riverclan should have a swimming race. What do you think, sweetheart?" She asked, turning to press her muzzle to Fawnleap's. It could be fun to have a race every other season, since Riverclan usually held an ice race in the winter.
Her thoughts were cut off as she saw the tall, proud warrior in front of her flinch at the commotion. With a shiver running up her spine at the continuing shrill voice of Rootspring, Wolfsong let out a sigh.
"I might join you, if that's alright. I'm getting quite tired of his incessant screaming, and I'd like to get away from it," Wolfsong huffed, tail lashing in irritation. As she began to pad in the direction the long legged cat had indicated, she heard the deep, distorted growl of her sister, and a smirk came over her face.
Oh, Rootspring, you've done it now.

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~Moonfrost of Riverclan | .Stardust. birdie thepirateking jupiter @/anyone else involved~

She watched the commotion from near the Seastones, where she had remained silent and listening. Rootstripe was continuing to make an absolute fool of both himself and the clan.
Good on Pikestar, he obviously needs to learn.
The next words the warrior yelled, however, filled the black tabby with rage.
You DARE attack an apprentice like that?! Especially our Medicine Cat?!
Neck fur spiked in irritation and anger, Moonfrost let a deep, hoarse growl rumble from her chest as she stood and faced Rootstripe. She did not attack, however, especially since Pikestar's next words satisfied her.
Good, he can get out.
Giving a nod to Pikestar, Moonfrost turned her attention to Blizzardwind, giving him a nod as well to indicate that she would back him up if needed. That was when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fawnpaw's reaction, and the dark tabby's heart broke. The poor thing looked absolutely shell-shocked and heartbroken. Turning away from the commotion, Moonfrost padded to where the little brown cat had decided to sit, the warrior sat squarely in front of her and let out a hoarse, comforting chirp.
It's alright, young one. You can fix your gaze on me until this is all over. I will stay with you.
Ah one of the few times when Moonfrost cursed her muteness, wishing she could actually speak words of comfort. Hopefully her presence would be enough.

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~Hawkblaze of Windclan | .Stardust. Katlike The Vast~

Looking slightly bewildered at the sudden exit of the cat he had been speaking to, Hawkblaze gave an internal shrug.
Suits me fine, I like it better alone.
That was when he remembered that another cat had actually approached. Clearing his throat, he gave a nod to the other cat. And suddenly Flintfang was summoning yet another cat to sit in front of him.
Alright then...
Hawkblaze gave up on trying to figure out what was actually happening and instead turned his eyes to the leaders on the Seastones, prepared to hear the news of the other clans.

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~Moosecrash of Thunderclan | Open~

His head was spinning from all the looking back and forth between speakers he was doing. Goodness, that Riverclanner was loud and brash. And then he had the audacity to insult Cindersky. The Maine Coon felt his pelt prickle in irritation, but before he could even think about saying anything the leadership of Riverclan stepped in. Moosecrash had to stifle a chuckle of amusement as the long furred leader of Riverclan threatened to demote the warrior, and when the cat Rootstripe continued to push, promptly exiled the idiot. Nodding in approval, the large tom turned his hazel gaze back to Sparrowstar, waiting to see her reaction to this whole ordeal.
However, his thoughts turned back to the Oriental leading the Riverclanners. No matter how much he tried to ignore it, the cat looked so familiar. Moosecrash was absolutely thoroughly perplexed by the familiarity of that cat. Perhaps he should speak to them? Although that might be odd.
As he got lost in thought, he lost track of what his eyes were doing, and ended up staring at Pikestar as he continued to ponder the circumstances.

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~Spiritfire of Shadowclan | Open~

Completely ignoring the commotion in the center of the crowd, despite her proximity, the white she-cat listened intently to Dawnstar as she gave the announcements for Shadowclan.
The massive she-cat looked just as intimidating and ruthless as always, even in her calm, composed demeanor. Spiritfire couldn't help but feel completely in awe of her glorious leader. Now if only the other Talons felt the same way. She would have to prod them again once the clan returned to camp.
I'm tired of gathering information and not having the whole story. We're supposed to be a team. Maybe I should just report to Dawnstar myself.
Showing no outward sign of emotion, Spiritfire continued to listen. For a moment she wondered if Orchidmoon and Aspenpaw were even at the Gathering, before quickly deciding that it didn't matter.

[SplashyLumi]

~Wolfsong of Riverclan | Evermore Orion~

Ignoring the commotion that continued, the silver she-cat listened to the tall Windclanner, pelt flushing with warmth slightly at her compliment.
"Thank you, Shattervenom. I'm certainly a very lucky cat," she purred, entwining her tail with that of Fawnleap.
She blinked in understanding as the black and white cat reflected on what she had said. Riverclan had been very fortunate for the aid of Windclan, and their presence was influential in the battle, regardless of the outcome.
"Well then, thank you, Shattervenom. I am grateful that Windclan was there to assist us. I fear our casualties would have been much worse without your support," the silver tabby mused. The battle seemed so far in the past now, yet the shockwaves of it continued to cast their ripples. Hopefully now, with stable leadership, things would finally calm down.
Wolfsong nodded in agreement as Shattervenom spoke of being interested in a land and sea race after Windclan had hosted a race of their own. Being able to really stretch their legs must be nice at times.
"That's a fine idea. Maybe Riverclan should have a swimming race. What do you think, sweetheart?" She asked, turning to press her muzzle to Fawnleap's. It could be fun to have a race every other season, since Riverclan usually held an ice race in the winter.
Her thoughts were cut off as she saw the tall, proud warrior in front of her flinch at the commotion. With a shiver running up her spine at the continuing shrill voice of Rootspring, Wolfsong let out a sigh.
"I might join you, if that's alright. I'm getting quite tired of his incessant screaming, and I'd like to get away from it," Wolfsong huffed, tail lashing in irritation. As she began to pad in the direction the long legged cat had indicated, she heard the deep, distorted growl of her sister, and a smirk came over her face.
Oh, Rootspring, you've done it now.

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~Moonfrost of Riverclan | .Stardust. birdie thepirateking jupiter @/anyone else involved~

She watched the commotion from near the Seastones, where she had remained silent and listening. Rootstripe was continuing to make an absolute fool of both himself and the clan.
Good on Pikestar, he obviously needs to learn.
The next words the warrior yelled, however, filled the black tabby with rage.
You DARE attack an apprentice like that?! Especially our Medicine Cat?!
Neck fur spiked in irritation and anger, Moonfrost let a deep, hoarse growl rumble from her chest as she stood and faced Rootstripe. She did not attack, however, especially since Pikestar's next words satisfied her.
Good, he can get out.
Giving a nod to Pikestar, Moonfrost turned her attention to Blizzardwind, giving him a nod as well to indicate that she would back him up if needed. That was when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fawnpaw's reaction, and the dark tabby's heart broke. The poor thing looked absolutely shell-shocked and heartbroken. Turning away from the commotion, Moonfrost padded to where the little brown cat had decided to sit, the warrior sat squarely in front of her and let out a hoarse, comforting chirp.
It's alright, young one. You can fix your gaze on me until this is all over. I will stay with you.
Ah one of the few times when Moonfrost cursed her muteness, wishing she could actually speak words of comfort. Hopefully her presence would be enough.

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~Hawkblaze of Windclan | .Stardust. Katlike The Vast~

Looking slightly bewildered at the sudden exit of the cat he had been speaking to, Hawkblaze gave an internal shrug.
Suits me fine, I like it better alone.
That was when he remembered that another cat had actually approached. Clearing his throat, he gave a nod to the other cat. And suddenly Flintfang was summoning yet another cat to sit in front of him.
Alright then...
Hawkblaze gave up on trying to figure out what was actually happening and instead turned his eyes to the leaders on the Seastones, prepared to hear the news of the other clans.

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~Moosecrash of Thunderclan | Open~

His head was spinning from all the looking back and forth between speakers he was doing. Goodness, that Riverclanner was loud and brash. And then he had the audacity to insult Cindersky. The Maine Coon felt his pelt prickle in irritation, but before he could even think about saying anything the leadership of Riverclan stepped in. Moosecrash had to stifle a chuckle of amusement as the long furred leader of Riverclan threatened to demote the warrior, and when the cat Rootstripe continued to push, promptly exiled the idiot. Nodding in approval, the large tom turned his hazel gaze back to Sparrowstar, waiting to see her reaction to this whole ordeal.
However, his thoughts turned back to the Oriental leading the Riverclanners. No matter how much he tried to ignore it, the cat looked so familiar. Moosecrash was absolutely thoroughly perplexed by the familiarity of that cat. Perhaps he should speak to them? Although that might be odd.
As he got lost in thought, he lost track of what his eyes were doing, and ended up staring at Pikestar as he continued to ponder the circumstances.

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~Spiritfire of Shadowclan | Open~

Completely ignoring the commotion in the center of the crowd, despite her proximity, the white she-cat listened intently to Dawnstar as she gave the announcements for Shadowclan.
The massive she-cat looked just as intimidating and ruthless as always, even in her calm, composed demeanor. Spiritfire couldn't help but feel completely in awe of her glorious leader. Now if only the other Talons felt the same way. She would have to prod them again once the clan returned to camp.
I'm tired of gathering information and not having the whole story. We're supposed to be a team. Maybe I should just report to Dawnstar myself.
Showing no outward sign of emotion, Spiritfire continued to listen. For a moment she wondered if Orchidmoon and Aspenpaw were even at the Gathering, before quickly deciding that it didn't matter.
Koipool walked over to Moosecrash, hoping to start a conversation with the Thunderclan he.

[stardust.]

Rootstripe ran away

// birdie thepirateking jupiter cloudy sky Fierce Roses @/anyone else

[Silverfur & Co]

Larkstorm smiled back at Fratherspirirt. “Yeah, it’s nice to meet you too.” Larkstorm was about to go into a more detailed conversation when Dawnstar called the Gathering started. Larkstorm turned to the ShadowClan leader, expecting to hear good things about the Clan. Instead to the she-cat’s horror, Dawnstar spoke of Twolegs infesting the land, stealing one of her Clanmates and injuring another with their shiny trinkets. Larkstorm lightened up a bit at the newest apprentices. With new apprentices came new warriors, a new chance to grow back again. ShadowClan was lucky to have so many.
Larkstorm’s tail began to twitch when Rootstripe began to scream and carry on. How did he ever become a warrior?. Larkstorm thought, looking on with disgust at Rootstripe. It didn’t surprise Larkstorm one bit when Pikestar took the matters into his own paws and exiled Rootstripe. Exactly what I would have done. Then Larkstorm remembered that Rootstripe was Featherspirirt’s former Clanmate. She turned back to Featherspirit. “Hey, you okay? Did you know Rootstripe?”

Featherspirit watched Rootstripe carry on and sighed. "Not really but surprises me that he is the way he is surely would have had a better up bringing. But I can see with him being disrespectful clearly not " Featherspirit sat there thinking about saying something but did not say any more then that.

[stardust.]

> Pebblefoot < He/they/she

Pebblefoot was mad at Rootstripe, how could a cat be so mean. Especially at gatherings. There should be a rule in the code that would be about shouting at gatherings. Rootstripe bullying Fawnpaw was the last straw. A cat should never bully their own clanmate. She also noticed that Pikestar was going to exile Rootstripe, Good choice. Pebblefoot thought. Fawnpaw looked.. frozen.. She looked sad.. Pebblefoot went over to cheer her up. "I'm sorry about that Ms. Fawnpaw, you don't deserve what just happened to you. Your a great medicine cat. Your sweet and very kind to your clanmates. And every one of your clanmates would agree" Pebblefoot spoke, "You want a hug? I know I'm not Pikestar but every sad cat needs a hug" Pebblefoot told Fawnpaw, Cats didn't deserve this treatment. He thought. They told Fawnpaw something else too: "No matter how sad or happy you are, you will always be Fawnpaw"

// birdie

> Slatefur < He/they

Slatefur noticed the yowling cat, he could have taken action but.. no.. The she-cat padded over to a dark area where he wouldn't be seen. As he noticed the going on's near him. He noticed that RiverClan's new medicine cat was.. frozen? Hmm.. Slatefur also noticed Pikestar exiling the rude cat named "Rootstripe" apparently. Slatefur tried hiding a bit more, but it was too hard, someone could probably find him.

(Open! Just to clear up confusion, Slatefur is a trans she-cat but uses he/they pronouns!)

[Rxcket_p]

||Demon duo||
{Foxpaw & Frecklepaw}
Riverclan



"Gatherings are so boring. Possumpaw isnt even anywhere near us!" Frecklepaw began to complain. "Thats what you deserve for only making friends with a stupid windclan apprentice, besides, we can make some friends tonight. Come on." Foxpaq said, standing up and approaching a random sitting apprentice, Frecklepaw scrambling after him. "Hiya! I'm Foxpaw, this is Frecklepaw. Whats your name?"


(Open :eyes: )

[SplashyLumi]

||Demon duo||
{Foxpaw & Frecklepaw}
Riverclan



"Gatherings are so boring. Possumpaw isnt even anywhere near us!" Frecklepaw began to complain. "Thats what you deserve for only making friends with a stupid windclan apprentice, besides, we can make some friends tonight. Come on." Foxpaq said, standing up and approaching a random sitting apprentice, Frecklepaw scrambling after him. "Hiya! I'm Foxpaw, this is Frecklepaw. Whats your name?"


(Open :eyes: )
Frostpaw just huffed “Frostpaw, why do you ask?” She just wanted Tulip, everybody else is horrible.

[Rxcket_p]

Frostpaw just huffed “Frostpaw, why do you ask?” She just wanted Tulip, everybody else is horrible.


Demon duo of Riverclan.


"Well- because we wanna be your friend! What clan are you from?" Foxpaw asked, sitting down with a side smile. "Were from riverclan." Frecklepaw added in, shoving Foxpaw aside a bit and also sitting down.

[SplashyLumi]

Demon duo of Riverclan.


"Well- because we wanna be your friend! What clan are you from?" Foxpaw asked, sitting down with a side smile. "Were from riverclan." Frecklepaw added in, shoving Foxpaw aside a bit and also sitting down.
Frostpaw just responded “WindClan.” Why were those two so nosy?

[CacklingMemester]

Misty and Foggy are open for interaction!))
Two shadows moved toward the middle of the chattering cats. Mistyflight, as usual, sat near the front, chest puffed out and head held high. Fogshadow was close behind, taking a more relaxed stance from their mother.

[Maplefur]

(Open)

Ducknose had been watching the events of this Gathering play out, not mingling much with the other clans. It had been some time since Riverclan had attended a Gathering, and the warrior was a little unsure about themself among so many other cats. His eyes trailed to Slatewhisker, watching the deputy tell off the noisy warrior, and watched warily as their clanmate continued to make a fuss. Don't you know when to be quiet? they thought to themself, shaking their pelt out a bit to hide their discomfort at the drama already unfolding.

The tom's yellow eyes widened as Pikestar finally had enough, flicking back and forth from the leader to the now banished ex-warrior. Starclan, in front of all the other clans too... There was no doubt that Rootstripe, with all the ruckus caused, wouldn't be welcomed into the other clans. Not after this Gathering. Ducknose listened to the surprised murmurs break out around him. They supposed that Pikestar had been sending out a message to the other clans: Riverclan would not tolerate disobedience. While they were still embarrassed that the other clans had to witness such a thing happen, Ducknose took slight relief from the fact that at least Pikenose had shown them that Riverclan wouldn't put up with such actions. It did reflect a bit of strength on their end, even if Rootstripe had been making a fool of Riverclan.

Glancing around, Ducknose's tail twitched as he listened to the announcements the leaders would be giving.

[MaryTheCrow]

- Copperfire -
He/Him

Finally, ShadowClan had joined them. He gives an acknowledging nod to the joining deputy. Copperfire glances toward the outsider as Cinderblaze points them out. He hadn't noticed, however, it seemed to be handled as Dawnstar was one of the cats confronting the outsider. He's not the biggest fan of ShadowClan's leader, but he can respect the intimidation that seems to follow the she-cat wherever she goes.

His eyes snap onto Cinderblaze at his next words. Copperfire felt his fur starting to bristle as he glared at Cinderblaze. "Cinderstar retired," he retorted through gritted teeth, refusing to elaborate on that statement. It wasn't fair, she was a good cat.

Some RiverClanner with Fox-dung in his brain had decided to spout worthless words about ThunderClan. He moved his glare to the offender. Luckily the new RiverClan deputy was already handling the situation. Copperfire flicked his ears and forced his fur to lay flat, it wouldn't do well for him to cause issues for Sparrowstar. He now could place a name to the deputy, as Slatewhisker had introduced herself. The tom wasn't a big fan of pleasantries, most of them were just filler words to sound polite. "I'm Copperfire," he confirmed. He hoped that she didn't recognize him by the argument he'd taken part in during the last gathering.

Then Rootstripe started shouting again. His fur stood on edge, as he let out a quiet hiss of anger. Copperfire squeezed his eyes shut. He was so close to yelling back at the mouse-brained warrior, but he couldn't make his first impressions be bad ones, he couldn't ruin this for Sparrowstar in case Snowleap agreed. He couldn't be responsible for another fight, another Cinderpaw. ThunderClan had gone through too much and he wouldn't contribute to it. Instead, he hisses the words he wants to yowl in his own mind, Cindersky was better than you will ever be. Cindersky's name will forever be remembered while yours fades to time.

Copperfire takes a deep, shaky breath as both Slatewhisker and Snowleap step in to handle the crowfood. He forces his eyes to open once calm enough (which is a tail-length away from the cliff that leads to his anger) It seems like he'd have to elaborate after all. "Cindersky died after she retired, not as a leader." Not by losing 9 lives, she was better than that. He was suddenly aware of the fact he wasn't exactly sure how she'd died. He hadn't come close enough to her body to see, but judging from the wounds, it had been done by something other than a cat. Still, Copperfire was sure she'd died a noble death, it's the kind of death she deserved if she had to die at that exact moment.

He turned his attention to Dawnstar as she started her announcement. It's distracting enough for him to calm down even more, thinking back to one of his patrols reporting an odd twoleg object. It's an alarming announcement too since it's pretty hard to predict where exactly twolegs would want to settle in next.

Copperfire turns his attention to Fallownose and grimaces. "ThunderClan has had some encounters with outsiders. More specifically ones looking to kitnap our kits," He answers. This was alright to share, right? It wasn't implying that ThunderClan was weak, just sharing news that were important.

More yowling sounds through the Seastones and Copperfire's ears flatten to his head. That cat wouldn't be even considered by crows if the clans offered him as a sacrifice. What an utterly useless and despisable individual. Copperfire's ears perk back up as - Pikestar? Had Rootstripe called Snowleap Pikestar? - exiles the cat right then and there. More than deserved in his opinion. A small smile of satisfaction appears on his muzzle at that. "Surprised he wasn't exiled sooner if that's what he acted like," He said in a lightly amused tone as he watched the idiot flee.

[ Fierce Roses NinjaBloss Undertaker thepirateking .Stardust. ]

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow of Shadowclan**
[Oof, sorry about the late response. IRL stuffs been going crazy!]

The dark medicine cat trotted briskly through the forest. He’d lingered behind to try to finish sorting out some of their herb stores, confident that he could catch the clan’s usually lumbering pace to the gathering. Time had passed quicker than he’d anticipated, realizing as he’d left his den and noticed the full moon floating in the sky. He made quick work covering ground and slipped silently into the crowded gathering. As Dawnstar’s voice got into her announcements, Elmshadow found his place among the other medicine cats. He made note of the two apparently-former deputies sitting atop the sea stones and the new faces among the deputies. Snakeheart and his apprentice were noticeably absent and there was a new young she-cat among them. He noticed Rosepaw was there but Sundust wasn’t. It’d be a pity if Thunderclan had also lost their medicine cat again so soon.

His ear soon twitched at the outcry of a Riverclan warrior. His green eyes switched to the Riverclan warrior, already being confronted by some of his own clanmates and, by the looks on both Riverclan’s high ranks, had already been in dispute with the warrior. Elmshadow blinked, unconcerned with having missed the start of that drama. Though he gave a small, imperceptible nod of respect as the new Riverclan leader publicly exiled the disruptive warrior. The former Riverclanner would be able to count himself lucky for having been in Riverclan; an insolent display like that in Shadowclan could easily warrant a trip to the Dark Forest. No matter, Elmshadow was simply glad to see a Riverclan leader doing something about it; maybe this new leadership would finally move Riverclan forward in the way Kestrelstar had been directing.

His daughters’ names had drawn Elmshadow’s attention as Dawnstar announced the new apprentices. He was proud of his daughters, though reserved. It was not difficult to make it to apprenticeship, though a good pawful of his kits never did make it even to that. Regardless of his pride, he maintained a cold and stoic front.

[sol.]

She watched as Rootstripe high-tailed it out of the Seastones. She scoffed, feeling a stabbing urge of disdain and relief. At least the clan didn't have to deal with the likes of him anymore. She glanced at the leaders, eyeing their reactions, before settling gracefully back in her place. With her usual dose of anger evaporated, she sat, poised, hoping that someone would still come for a conversation.


(Open to all!)

[SpiritWolf_yt]

She watched as Rootstripe high-tailed it out of the Seastones. She scoffed, feeling a stabbing urge of disdain and relief. At least the clan didn't have to deal with the likes of him anymore. She glanced at the leaders, eyeing their reactions, before settling gracefully back in her place. With her usual dose of anger evaporated, she sat, poised, hoping that someone would still come for a conversation.


(Open to all!)


Ashclaw looked around then seeing a cat he walked over" hi im ashclaw you are?" he asked

[sol.]

Ashclaw looked around then seeing a cat he walked over" hi im ashclaw you are?" he asked



She started at the sight. Ashcraft? The name didn't ring any bells, but she was happy someone came up to her. "Hi. I'm Lilycreek. Nice to meet you, Ashclaw."

[SpiritWolf_yt]

" nice to meet you lilycreek how are you" he meowed
lonely.lilyx

[Karlos]

Throwing her in late! Hope that's okay <3
Sycamorepaw
A lithe, calico she-cat with hazel eyes | Afab, She/Her | 7 Moons
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Oh no, oh no, she was late! Prior to the current moment, she'd gotten terribly distracted by a horribly beautiful flower, and now, she was rushing to catch up to everyone! Sycamorepaw only hoped that she wouldn't make a fool out of herself...

As she arrived, though, shouting seemed to pierce through the seastones. Perhaps it was for the best she was late? Inching forwards wearily, the ThunderClan apprentice perked her ears, though it'd seem that wasn't necessary, as only a few moments later;

"CAN WE JUST SHUT UP ABOUT THUNDERCLAN? THEY ARE KITTYPETS! LIKE KESTRELSTAR AND SKYSTAR THINK! CINDERSTAR DIDN'T DIE A NOBLE DEATH! YOU STUPID APPRENTICE!" Okay. That was it. Sycamorepaw raced through the trees, across the sand, and towards the seastones as fast as her little apprentice-paws could carry her.

Unfortunately, she hadn't come soon enough, as when she arrived on the scene, Pikestar was exiling him. Honestly, Sycamorepaw would of done the same thing. Cinderstar had been wise and graceful, this rogue had no right to call her names!

It seemed RiverClan had been... struggling... to say the least, because her gaze slowly lingered over to and apprentice-sized medicine cat. Fawnpaw, right? The medicine cat of RiverClan? While this was only her second gathering, Sycamorepaw believed she knew quite a lot, most things a result of elder's gossip. Her gut twisted with sympathy as Fawnpaw looked so genuinely dishevelled, she wanted to go over there and comfort the other girl, but she'd hate to cause a further scene...

Well, really, it seemed like all the clans had been struggling. ShadowClan with a twoleg infestation, the she-cat had already heard about the loners muddling with ThunderClan... who knew how long it would be until either they all died, or once they had to flee their homes..?
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Open!
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[sol.]

" nice to meet you lilycreek how are you" he meowed
lonely.lilyx


She smiled. "I'm feeling better. What about you?"