February Gathering

[Undertaker]

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[ canineantics Estelle Moonraven NinjaBloss Jayvines Eaglet ]

[Undertaker]

The rain falls in gentle waves, but given the season and the temperature, it's freezing and pelting her fur like small wet thorns. The path through RiverClan's Territory is muddy water in motion, filling deep puddles that hide the ruts of dryer weather. Dawnstar does her best to avoid them leading her clan through the wet water. She genuinely didn't mind the rain, but could really do without it.

Each raindrop sat briefly on her fur like a puddle that will never leave, perfectly formed, perfectly cold, before drizzling down her pelt. Dawnstar could feel the water steal her body heat just a tiny bit at a time. Perhaps once she would have sought shelter or warmth - but no longer. She has become accustomed to the elements, to the wind and chill. There is a coziness in the suffering, as if life has and will always be this way. There is comfort in predictability.

Slipping out of the safety of the shadows, she brings her clan to an empty beach. The first to arrive, great. This seemed to be an interchanging thing, being the first to arrive at the Seastones. The leader allows her clan to move ahead of her as she glances briefly up at the sky. There were clouds, of course, there were clouds on a rainy day, and the moon was masked. She faintly wondered if this meant StarClan could not see them or more realistically really didn't care about the whole dumb truce that so many foolish cats thought would save them from her ire.

The Clan leader padded across the beach, claws out as she leap upwards on the stones, reaching the one that served as the leaders' perch. Of course, it was inherently slippery, but Dawnstar managed to take her seat without making a complete fool of herself. Granted, it did cost her some mild pain in her claws and a very soggy tail. Once the leader had settled, she stared down at her clan, occasionally rotating her head in the direction she knew the other three would be arriving in.

Despite the immense amount of problems that have been growing in ShadowClan due to a select few troublemakers, Dawnstar was pretty confident that her clan knew better than to speak about it. Not if they enjoyed having a tongue. Still, the leader's ears were raised high above her head, alert, and listening. The rainfall was light enough that it did not hinder her ability to hear across the beach. If she didn't, she was sure one of her enforcers or more loyal warriors would catch any blabbermouths or traitors.

ShadowClan's Here

[marshy]

➵ wildpaw ❀⋆˚₊⁻∘･
[open <3]
// ➵

wildpaw padded up to gathering along with the rest of her shadowbesties. actually, scratch that her shadowCRUSTYS. only a select few got the bestie suffix from her, DEFINITELY not the whole clan. once they learned how to keep up a furcare routine, THEN maybe they could talk about getting the bestie title but whatever. dragging her hydromoss AND thrifted stick from that shadow weird event along with her, she took a seat as close to dawnbesties as possible, of course not on the rock. the rock looked dirty and weird and she'd not so much as put a paw on it but she could stand to be near it at least. as the cold rain stung her fur and skin, wildpaw shivered. she debated even coming to this gathering in the first place, and it seemed like the right choice definitely was to have stayed home.

[taillow]

Stalking out from the shadows and onto the beach, Mirehound was surprised to find it rather empty. Rain fell from the sky out of clouds that also appeared to be covering the moon. A sign that StarClan was not happy with them, perhaps? Whatever the reason was didn't interest the shadow warrior as she picked her way across the damp sand. Muscles moved fluidly underneath her sleek black fur and blue eyes glowed in sharp contrast. The new scar her face held was one she wore proudly, knowing the cat who gave it to her was now buried under heaps of dirt. She wondered if she would see any of the warriors who had fought, or if it would be brought up this gathering that ThunderClan, the Clan of the "righteous", had caused the death of their Clanmates by stomping on the very code they had cried about last gathering.

Only time would tell. Finding a place near the front of the Seastones Mirehound took a seat and wrapped her thin yet fluffy tail over her paws. Her expression was unreadable as always as she glanced once up at her leader who sat stoic among the rocks before drifting to the spots around her, and then over her shoulder. Which would be the first Clan to arrive after ShadowClan? A selfish part of her hoped it was ThunderClan. To see the looks and the wounds she had inflicted on them would be nothing short of riveting.

[ open ]

[Dakotaa]

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LilyPaw
ShadowClan
A brown tabby she-cat with green eyes.
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Joy is the feeling the brown molly felt as she skipped her way to the sea stones. It was her first time and she couldn’t wait to make all sorts of new and cool friends! As a kit, she was told about how boring the other clans were and wondered if it was true… LilyPaw was just so excited that she paced in a spot. How much more waiting?!? Anyways, the she-cat, with strikingly similar looks to HeatherRain, began to explore…
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(Open!)
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[wren]

Dogtooth | she/her
A cinnamon tortoiseshell she cat with brown eyes, compact face, and short build
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It was days like this that Dogtooth cursed her height, a compact stubby warrior such as herself would need to fight over the heaps of mud left by the paw steps of her taller companions. Not that it made her any less of of a warrior to be her size, just mean things were different. Thats what she convinced herself at least. The cinnamon tortoishell feline high stepped her way down towards the beach, following droves of her fellow warriors onto the bleached white sand. It almost seemed to gleam in bright contrast to the rest of the clearing. A little patch of perfect sitting amongst the jagged trees that teetered overhead and threatened to swallow the clear in one hasty gulp.

Dogtooth had been out of the loop for some time now, coming out on the cusp of her own self diagnosed mental health month. The comings and goings of shadowclan politics all but a loss on her, except for the apprenticeship ceremonies of course, including her own apprentice Eggpaw. Speaking of which, it wouldve been wise to have sought him out and keep a careful eye on his first gathering. Though she refrained, perhaps she would have robbed him the fun and anxiety of his encounter with other clans.

As her eyes scanned the rows and rows of heads she was instantly drawn to that of Mirehound. Her face was marred with fresh wounds, her curiosity jumped against her chest. Making her way between clanmates in a "Trying not to step on tails or trip over paws" dance she finally made her way over and plopped gently down next to the she cat, who sat at least a head taller than she was. "Mirehound, I must say you look deadly", a compliment, even if that wasn't something she would have prided herself upon. Mirehound on the other hand was puffed up big and proud.

daenerys
// hope you dont mind if I slide in here (:

[Captain]

Gritting together his teeth rather irritably, the tall dark-furred oriental lead his clanmates throughout their territory to the familiar sandy beach, where ShadowClan was already awaiting them. It was raining again, and anyone who had any common sense would be able to see that the RiverClan leader was not in a good mood tonight. He didn’t want to be here. He hated these gatherings with a passion, although he’d never say it out loud. Truthfully, Pikestar had previously planned on skipping this time around, putting forth the excuse of wishing not to stress out young Stonepaw so very soon after becoming the RiverClan's next medicine cat. But of course, he wasn’t that stupid. Any cat would see that as an idiotic reason to avoid a gathering, but in truth, they just wanted one less thing to worry about in this timeframe.

Someone would surely call him out on 'avoiding his responsibilities' though, and here he was, dragging a group of cats through the dead of night in the pouring rain. StarClan truly must've had it out for him. Hmph. At the divide between the dirt and the sand, Pikestar drew to a sudden stop, long bushy tail swishing behind him as he stared off at the Seastones that mocked him silently. "Behave yourselves." He warned RiverClan with a growl evident in his tone, refusing to put up with any kind of idiocy tonight. He exhaled a brisk sigh through his nose before continuing forward. Pikestar was so very tired, and his lower stomach churned painfully for some unknown reason. The lanky tomcat made not a single sound of complaint, and simply did as he was expected. Nobody could force him to fake a smile anymore though.

Knowing Gingerfrost and Stonepaw were most likely somewhere towards the back of the pack together, Pikestar continued down the beach without sparing even a simple glance back. Once he eventually made it to the base of the stones, the Lord of the Waters swiftly leapt up onto the perch where the four clan leaders had always been positioned. Unlike last time, they did not slip on the smooth stone surface and simply turned to face the crowd before sitting down, resting his tail over his front paws. His single blue eye slid over to Dawnstar, who sat here with him alone for the time-being. He only looked at her for a few brief seconds before returning his partial gaze ahead. A single glance of acknowledgement was all the Queen of Shadows was getting this time around. His long tufted ears twitched, shaking stray cold raindrops from his head as he then allowed his eye to close. The silent RiverClan leader allowed himself to now drift into a momentary state of tranquility until the inevitable chaos began, mentally preparing himself.
RiverClan has arrived.

[JackHunt_17]

Cougarpaw followed his clan up to the gathering

(Shadowclan Apprentice, open to interactions from other clans)

[poppy]

Tonight, Rosecougar was on a mission.

The tawny molly was going to find Foxtooth's girlfriend, the one he so vehemently claimed to love. She was going to find her, because she was certain that there was no Berryblossom in WindClan. The way he had looked so proud of himself when he said that name made it clear that he was full of crap. So, she was going to be approaching some WindClan mollies who smelled like that scent that lingered on the border.

She had discovered the scent of Foxtooth's girlfriend when she investigated the area that her Clanmate had been caught in. So... now she had to wait for WindClan to arrive. Then, she would walk around and try to find a match to the scent that she had caught a whiff of. Not creepy at all, she decided.

[Zei]

Cobwebpaw sat and intched his scar

[SpiritWolf_yt]

~Shadowclan cats~

So tonight was the gathering couldn't be expected, the tom followed the clan from the back keeping a good distance of not to annoy dawnstar, as he walked in he looked around for Bluestone but didn't see him. He sat down watching pikestar and the riverclan cats come in,

~RIverclan Cats~

Cinderpaw and peachpaw walked in

Bluestone padded in looking around through hs good eye the tom smiled and padded over to thornclaw, and talked

[open]

[bubble[error].]

~~ Posionpaw - They/Them/Their - ShadowClan Apprentice ~~

{ OPEN }

Poisonpaw sighed, standing in the Gathering. They were bored. The black apprentice looked around, their poison-green eyes scanning their surroundings.

[Wingnettle]

╔═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╗
Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
╚═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╝

https://i.ibb.co/myK2ws4/Moonkit.png (https://imgbb.com/)

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"...Woah.." Moonpaw murmured to herself at the sight of the Seastones. This place was incredible! She'd never seen anything like that, and even though she knew the territories outside Shadowclan were very much different from hers, this was totally mind-blowing even for her imagination.

She bounded behind her clanmates, ignoring the cold droplets of water that clung to her pelt or the wet sand that plastered her paws. She was too busy admiring the endless pool of water in front of her, standing on a dry rock that stood out like a claw from the sandy shore. "My first Gathering!" She mewed in the direction of the water line, wondering if Starclan would hear her or not.

Oh, and those should be Riverclan! Stars, they stink a lot. She knew it because the leader had a very distinctive appearance that she'd already heard of; a huge black shape with only one eye. But no one had told her the Riverclan leader was also a grumpy cat in a bad mood. He looks so similar to Dawnstar...
The other Riverclanners were... well, there was a certain amount of variety among them. But the majority shared short and shiny fur, and they were sure a lot.

[ open! ]

[Spookez.]

Rabbitpaw Riverclan Male


Rabbitpaw pranced over, soonly seeing Moonpaw. "Hey, i never seen you here before, is this your first gathering?" He asked the Apprentice, careful to sound kind and not demanding.
Wingnettle

[oci]

|| Marshflower (ShadowClan) ||
Marshflower followed behind her clan, cursing the rain as it soaked through her thick brown fur. She found herself a spot near the edge of the group and looked around, seeking out her apprentice. Once her eyes came to rest on Gentlepaw, her attention shifted to the RiverClanners as they all filed in, reeking of fish and whatever else RiverClan reeked off.

(Open!)

[serendipity.]

[ shadowclan; black tortie with blue eyes ]

Swanpaw stepped into the beach feeling the cool sand on her pads, as she walked with the rest of her clanmates. There was a certainly noticeable bounce in her step, she was rather happy with her accomplishments this moon, she had learned to hunt both in the trees and on the ground. Next would be combat. Although the molly always had a bounce in her step to begin with. She let her sharp blue eyes swipe the growing crowd of Riverclanners and Shadowclannes waiting for someone to step up to her.

[ open :heartbounce: ]

[MockingRabbit]

Froststorm
Grey-and-brown fur clogged with rain. Water trickled past his brows and into his eyes. Sand under paw that left imprints when he moved and quickly filled up with brown water. Blurry shapes, clanmates, moving around him, lit only by the faintest glow of the full moon. They were alone at sea-stones. The first clan to make it, but hopefully not the last. There was someone Froststorm wanted to meet. She had been on his mind a lot since last they met, in his dreams too.

( ~ moonwatcher x Qibli ~ for Willowlight when/if she comes)
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This was Eggpaw's first gathering. He had heard some things about how to behave, and also some tales on the chaos the regally happened here. He wasn't too keen on being the center of that chaos tonight, mostly for the fear of what Dawnstar or her enforcers would do to him if he caused trouble. Just stick with some other apprentices and behave. No fighting, cos there was a truce. He could do that.


Speacklemist was happy to stick to herself this gathering. She was mostly here to help represent RiverClan's strength and listen to the announcements, though should someone decide that she was worth talking too, she wouldn't turn them away.


{Bottom two are OPEN}

[Wingnettle]

Rabbitpaw Riverclan Male


Rabbitpaw pranced over, soonly seeing Moonpaw. "Hey, i never seen you here before, is this your first gathering?" He asked the Apprentice, careful to sound kind and not demanding.
Wingnettle

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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
╚═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╝

https://i.ibb.co/myK2ws4/Moonkit.png (https://imgbb.com/)

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Another apprentice she'd never seen before had soon approached her. Must be Riverclan, then! ...Yes, the smells confirms it. But she was glad that she had finally the opportunity to find out what happened outside of her own clan. She'd felt trapped inside for so much time... But now I'm out! Let's see how the other clan cats are...

"Hello, I'm Moonpaw. Yes, this is my first time here!" She was curious about so many things, but she didn't want to ask another apprentice early now. She wanted to see everything with her own eyes, and she couldn't wait for the other two clans to arrive and join them.

"How is it in Riverclan? Is Pikestar a good leader? And do you really eat fish all day? How do you get shelter without the cover of the forest?" She tipped her head to one side to observe the apprentice better. She had so many questions, and she couldn't help but chatter on without much patience. "When do you think the other clans will arrive? And what kind of training do you have in Riverclan?" I want to know everything tonight!

[open to another apprentice!]

[Spookez.]

"We do each fish mostly, but since the River froze up. We have been eating voles and other stuff." He said, not sure if he was allowed to answer these questions."Pikestars a great leader! One time, he brought all of us to heaven springs to relax-" He stopped. He said too much.

Wingnettle

[Eaglet]

☘︎ Sedgepaw ☘︎
Shadowclan entered the gathering under Dawnstar's leadership. She was significantly nearer Mirehound on this one, so it was fortunate that they were first. Her pale green eyes darted about in search of something or anyone to feel at ease with. She disliked social gatherings and only interacted with other cats in her clan. That wasn't always how she intended things to be, though. She preferred being by herself, which she did frequently. Even if being a member of a clan does need cooperation, effort, and dependence on others, it also requires teamwork. Her whitish, light-gray figure moved away from her instructor and trotted subtly in the direction of a spot where she could look to saunter down peacefully. She stoically sat down and used the occasion to lick her leg. Hearing about the bad weather at the last meeting from the camp, the earth still had a slightly damp feeling. Sedgepaw didn't give a damn since the water boggles came in like fresh squid. Like the tentacles of its slimy substance, separating. Anyone daring enough to approach received a bat from her lashes. For goodness' sake, she was Mirehound's apprentice. She let out an audible snort. Any other cats there would find her snort odd, indicating that she was already sour at the meeting and had an attitude.

[ open! ]

[Wingnettle]

╔═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╗
Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
╚═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╝

https://i.ibb.co/myK2ws4/Moonkit.png (https://imgbb.com/)

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Oh crap. She'd found an apprentice, yeah, but she wanted to know much more than that. I haven't gone out just to hear about fish! No. Tonight will be her occasion, and she'll exploit as best as possible.
"How does fish taste like? I've never tried it in Shadowclan, but I ate a frog once. It was kinda odd, and... squishy." Not one of the best foods, but still fun to catch.

Oh, my. "Did you leader really brought you all to relax?! This is... incredible! We've never had trips to relax..." But of course, wishing Dawnstar to organize something like that would be like asking Shadowclan to fly. At least I managed to get out sometimes.

[ Sp00k3z ]

[Spookez.]

"Wow! I always wanted to try a frog!" He said, trying to brush off the relaxing part. "Fish tastes like a mixture of Mice and vole." He said, trying to explain it the best he could. "Is dawnstar a good leader? nevermind the fact of her killing her clanmates?" He asked, he knew the answer was no, but it was worth asking.
Wingnettle

[shaae_26]

Salamanderpaw bounded up to the gathering with his clan. It was his first and he was so excited.

[bite]

sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 102/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyesAnother gathering already? The moons seemed to pass so fast. Sagepaw flicked his ear as an especially cold raindrop fell on it, letting his paws dig into the cold, wet sand. At least it was raining. Maybe then the snow would go away and the long-anticipated newleaf would arrive. But wait, then what would be the use of his white pelt then? Great StarClan, the weather would never be perfect. Sagepaw shook out his pelt before trotting ahead, searching for a good spot of sand to settle eagerly. What apprentices would he meet today? Hopefully interesting ones. He looked around at the Seastones, realizing that only River and Shadow were there. A change from the time ShadowClan had been the last. He grinned, happy that this time his clan was first. More time to find a gathering buddy to bother. Wingnettle

[ameko]

Cloverdust | OPEN
At any other Gathering, she would've been at the front of RiverClan's group, with bright eyes and a keen interest in how the other Clans were doing. Today, however, the constant drizzling put a damper on her mood. It was so cold! Stars, did her fur mean nothing in the face of this freezing rain? Cloverdust plodded along towards the back of the crowd, sand crunching quietly beneath her paws.

As her clanmates fanned out and took their respective places, Cloverdust glanced over at the unfamiliar cats. Her nose crinkled as she took in the scent. ShadowClan, was it? She hadn't had much experience with them, but from what she heard, they were not to be taken lightly. Cloverdust gave her head a quick shake, water droplets flying from her, then took a seat a little ways away from any cat that she could see. Well. It wasn't like she was intimidated or anything (definitely not!), but she'd just wait to see if anyone approached her first. "A chat would make the night go by faster," she mumbled under her breath.

[RavensCall]

Wingnettle Sp00k3z


Pinepaw(black tom with prickly fur and green eyes)

Pinepaw wanted to go to another gathering, hoping this time nothing bad happened. He noticed his sister Moonpaw and a RiverClan cat talking with each other. "Hi," Pinepaw meowed in a friendly tone, "I'm Pinepaw, Moonpaw 'ere is my sister."

[ophelia]

[ pathos ] - you don’t have to interact with him, he’s just going to park himself nearby hehe
beastflame
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The massive grey tabby tom padded heavily near the front of the group, albeit on the outskirts as they treaded through the territory. His thick pelt kept out the cold, but nothing could stop the droplets of water sinking into his fur at a steady pace. He flicked his ear in annoyance at the sensation and kept his head low to avoid water in his eyes. Although he was a Riverclanner, used to the water, it didn’t mean he enjoyed rain. It wasn’t the same as being submerged, carried by the water. It was just…annoying.
As the clan arrived, Beastflame scanned the area with amber eyes narrowed, picking up the scent of Shadowclan. They had apparently arrived second to the marsh-dwellers. Not wanting to interact with the other clan’s cats (he didn’t even really like interacting with cats from his own clan) he played it safe and settled beside Cloverdust a little ways from the other cats. He sat slightly behind her, not wanting to obscure her vision with his broad frame, but made sure he could see any potential threats over her head. Gatherings were known to be hot spots for tension between the clans, and although he never minded getting into the occasional brawl, he preferred to ensure his friend’s safety.
Sweeping his long tail over his paws, the warrior sat rigidly, giving a nod to Cloverdust in greeting. “Lovely weather, innit?” he asked, deep voice coated with sarcasm.

{semi-open, beware his bad attitude!}

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**
Medicine Cat of Shadowclan

The rain drizzled over his short, thick pelt, welling up in beads as it slowly soaked through to his skin. He gave short shakes intermittently as he followed Dawnstar with the bulk of the clan. Walking out onto the sands of Seastones, it was immediately clear that Shadowclan was the first to arrive. He glanced to his side only once where Cougarivy had taken up her usual post, her fur nearly brushing his flank as the two walked, him with long uniform strides and her with short jolting movements. He'd begun to grow more comfortable with her constant presence, having moved away from revolted to indifferent to exasperated and now he came to expect it. She was his mate. He wasn't sure he'd ever said it allowed but this was the first he'd admitted it to himself, and it felt almost freeing. He was no longer waiting on Goldenstep, a dead queen, and he was no longer stuck in some limbo dance with Cougarivy as she pined for him. There was some relief in giving in and allowing certain parts of his life simply carry him. He'd been a soldier before his appointment as medicine cat, following Dawnstar's order without question. Now he found himself in a position unique to simply following Dawnstar's lead and most of his time was consumed by decisions and learning. It felt okay to let Couagrivy take the lead and make the decisions regarding their relationship and appearances.

Elmshadow held his gaze forward as he made an immediate move for the medicine cat area. He was the first to arrive which came as no surprise as the other clans had not yet come, though he hadn't yet seen Ivysnake. He sat down and turned to look out over the Shadowclan cats still arriving and soon saw Pikestar making his way onto the sands and straight up to the Seastone to join Dawnstar. His green eyes followed the Riverclan leader though he made no movements. Pikestar hadn't been a complete failure as his predecessors but he hadn't yet made much impact either, as far as Elmshadow was concerned. He was still waiting to see what the Riverclan leader was capable of and he wondered if he'd soon have the chance to find out.

[Pitou]

**Cougarivy**
Enforcer Commander of Shadowclan
jupiter [for the Rosecougar mention]

A shiver ran down Cougarivy's spine though the cold barely fazed her. Her pelt was thick enough that the icy water didn't seem to touch her but the thrill of another impending gathering shook her anticipation. Another gathering showing up at Elmshadow's side. She looked up to the moonless sky and wondered briefly if Starclan could see them, and if Goldenstep had been permitted into their silly ranks anyway after abandoning Shadowclan. She hoped, wherever the golden she-cat had ended up she was able to see them, to see that Cougarivy had won. She had a litter of Elmshadow's legitimate kits in the nursery back at camp and, even as medicine cat, he was walking into the gathering without a second thought to having her at his side. She giggled to herself then turned to stay beside Elmshadow as he moved toward his now-usual spot. She sat down, curling her flicking tail around her paws with her flank brushing Elmshadow's as she turned her bright blue eyes over the cats.

Cougarivy's head cocked curiously when her eyes caught on Rosecougar. The tawny-point she-cat was moving through the crowd of Shadowclanners with purpose. Her curiousity was piqued but the warrior had never done anything of too much note so maybe it was simply the way she was. Cougarivy shrugged; she'd try to remember to keep an eye on Rosecougar for her own simple curiosity but she knew herself well enough to know she likely would have forgotten about her by the next sight that caught her attention. Oh well, if it's important I'll surely hear about it.

As expected, Rosecougar dropped from her mind by the sight of Pikestar and the mild flood of Riverclanners. Her claws slid out from their sheaths unconsciously. It'd been far too long since she'd gotten her claws wet and she suddenly realized how it was affecting her; she was getting narrow-visioned and lame. The thirst returned with a vengeance within her and the smile crept familiarly back across her lips. After the gathering she'd have to up her patrols to search for some lurker to shred, Windclan would be a good start after the trouble with Foxtooth. She giggled.

[Wingnettle]

╔═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╗
Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
╚═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╝

https://i.ibb.co/myK2ws4/Moonkit.png (https://imgbb.com/)

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Fish like a mix of mice and vole? That looked surreal. If frog tasted so different from mouse, surely fish would taste completely different? She ignored the matter and widened slightly her eyes as the Riverclan apprentice asked her what kind of leader Dawnstar was. What... is he joking or doesn't he really now it? What a mouse-brain I've got here.

Luckily Pinepaw arrived just in time to forget the previous question. She hadn't come here to speak about Dawnstar's rules just under her gaze.
"Hello, Pinepaw. I think he knows that already." She replied with a light tone, genuinely glad that her brother had come too tonight.

"I wonder what will happen tonight. Do you think the other clans will arrive soon?" She was starting to feel impatience running though her limbs. She kneaded the sand with her sharp claws, enjoying the feeling of wet sand entering between her toes and scraping them gently.

[ Sp00k3z Lovey-Dovey Ashie ]

[Wingnettle]

sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 102/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyesAnother gathering already? The moons seemed to pass so fast. Sagepaw flicked his ear as an especially cold raindrop fell on it, letting his paws dig into the cold, wet sand. At least it was raining. Maybe then the snow would go away and the long-anticipated newleaf would arrive. But wait, then what would be the use of his white pelt then? Great StarClan, the weather would never be perfect. Sagepaw shook out his pelt before trotting ahead, searching for a good spot of sand to settle eagerly. What apprentices would he meet today? Hopefully interesting ones. He looked around at the Seastones, realizing that only River and Shadow were there. A change from the time ShadowClan had been the last. He grinned, happy that this time his clan was first. More time to find a gathering buddy to bother. Wingnettle

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Mintpaw (she/her)
Riverclan
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/fpzh8gK/Mintpaw.png (https://imgbb.com/)

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Mintpaw's nose twitched as a droplet of water fell right on top of it, almost covering her nostrils. The evening was damp, and brought with it cold air that seeped right under her short, rain-plastered pelt. Leaf-bare sure knew how to make life harder.

The quiet apprentice followed silently his clanmates in the clearing and took a seat at the edges, partly covered by bushed that would hopefully cover her from the breeze. She craned her neck to get a peek at Pikestar and Dawnstar exchanging quick, cool glances at each other. Seems like the weather isn't the only one in a bad mood.

She raises her gaze at the sky with narrowed eyes, wondering if this clouded full moon could somewhat be a sign from Starclan.

[TheWhiteWolf]

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Larkdust sat quietly towards the back, tail curled tightly around him. He kept his eyes foward, but used peripheral vision to see if any cat tried to approach him. Ears flicking, he kept a keen ear out for any passing conversations, trying to see if he could find anything of use.

Another part of him anticipated what would be discussed here. It always seemed like something goes down during Gatherings, and he patiently waited to see what would happen, or if he would need to act. Letting a gentle sigh escape, he remained sitting tall and strong.

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https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/866708524692144168/1068492274960453692/cat_yawn.gif

[Willow_Tree]

Nightfeather

Nightfeather was sitting away from the other cats, but still within view of where the leaders were gathering. She made sure to stay a bit closer to her clan in case anything happened though. Last gathering hadn't gone too smoothly. She glanced around, her tail curling around her paws as she observed everything that was going on around her with only a small glimmer of what seemed to be interest. In all honesty, she didn't really want to interact with someone from the other clans, though she wouldn't lash out if one approached her. Last thing she wanted was to cause a scene, but she definitely wasn't gonna be all polite and cordial to a cat from a different clan either.

The tall, lean tabby was more than content to watch her own clanmates interact with other cats, keeping an eye on the proceedings to make sure everyone was alright. A bit protective, sure, but she had heard about how Dawnstar had given her warriors permission to kill another cat last gathering, and she didn't want to have this gathering end with some of her clanmates dead. Besides, this way she's able to hear all the news for herself. Not that she didn't trust her clanmates to get things right, but she liked not having to wait for news on the gathering. That was one good thing about tonight at least.

(Open to anyone)

[bite]

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Mintpaw (she/her)
Riverclan
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes
└───────── ・∘ ❄︎ ∘・ ─────────┘

https://i.ibb.co/fpzh8gK/Mintpaw.png (https://imgbb.com/)

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Mintpaw's nose twitched as a droplet of water fell right on top of it, almost covering her nostrils. The evening was damp, and brought with it cold air that seeped right under her short, rain-plastered pelt. Leaf-bare sure knew how to make life harder.

The quiet apprentice followed silently his clanmates in the clearing and took a seat at the edges, partly covered by bushed that would hopefully cover her from the breeze. She craned her neck to get a peek at Pikestar and Dawnstar exchanging quick, cool glances at each other. Seems like the weather isn't the only one in a bad mood.

She raises her gaze at the sky with narrowed eyes, wondering if this clouded full moon could somewhat be a sign from Starclan.


sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 104/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyes"Great StarClan," sounded as a raindrop splashed right into Sagepaw's eye. He shook his head to try and clear it off before wiping at his face with the paw that had been burnt a while ago. Even thinking about it made the tom feel old. The moons really did go by quickly. Speaking of...he hadn't talked to Dappledleaf in a while...maybe he'd go do that after the gathering. Perhaps. If he remembered. Eesh, he was getting irresponsible.

Sagepaw swiveled around in his spot, utilizing that amazing cat flexibility to peer at all the cats again. Did he spot a white-and-grey-furred she-cat on the fringes of fun, looking up at the...sky? He did! She had to be crazy to be looking right up at the cold raindrops! The she-cat had to be RiverClan. Sagepaw doubted any ShadowClanner would ever look up in the sky like that...maybe since she was a fish, she was used to the rain? Did the fish-cats even swim when it was cold? He definitely wouldn't.

There was only one way to get these questions answered... With a pep in his step, the apprentice bounded over to the other cat, grinning like the bumbling ball of fur he was. "What's good? Why're you looking up?" Gasping softly, the tom looked up quickly as well. There was nothing up there but clouds, though. "I don't see anything up there, so one of us has to be blind. Maybe it's me. Say, isn't cold? I don't know which gathering was worse, this one or the last one." Hopefully, the fish wouldn't feel too overwhelmed by all the words Sagepaw had just spewed out. He didn't think she would. It hadn't felt like much to him.

[stag]

Frostscreech

He found himself regretting even coming to this gathering. Although his clan was first to arrive it wasn’t something to be proud of. He hated being here, he would much rather be with his kits than at some place where “peace” was promised. Yeah, it was never peaceful. A gathering could never be calm, someone always had to have an outburst and act like the hero of the clans. Dear star, some of these cats needed a reality check. The tomcat sighed, his eye sight still blurred although only on the rims of his vision.

He was still recovering, not only from his kits but the battle. Gosh, that battle. It only brought his headache back. The warrior offered none of his clanmates a look of happiness. He didn’t care about any of them right now. Riverclan was no different, Thunderclan had yet to arrive but the large bengal had quite the word to pick with a certain white and orange cat with a tuft on his head. Frostscreech lowly hissed at the image of the tomcat, fresh in his mind. The cats ears perked at the chatter that grew around him. It was loud…louder than normal to him. Had he become more sensitive post birth of his kits? Gosh this whole kitten thing had really taken its toll.

The warriors mind flashed back to the battle, few Thunderclan stuck in his mind. Only a few…he mentally flipped through each. Then a bobtailed cat caught his interest, A very specific marking on their face, almost like two diamonds of dark brown that had been cut down the middle, although it was more like the fangs of a cat. Long and hooked near the end, inwards. He was now mentally locked onto this cat, the only thing that washed out of the sounds was this stupid cat from Thunderclan that had ZERO BUSINESS BEING IN THERE! The bengal made it a new goal to find this cat, if it was the last thing he did, it would be to find this freaking cat!

x ghostie - Aster for when they get here, Mentioned.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

THornclaw shrugged as he waited for more cats to arrive

CInderpaw and peachpaw waited for stormpaw

Bluestone watched

[Caspian]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5009&pictureid=36636

He padded nervously alongside Bluefang. He’s never been to a gathering before. He looked at his mentor and thought of him as an apprentice. Being trained by Pikestar. Learning how to hunt and patrol things. Then he remembered how strong and determined he looked. Bouncepaw fixed his posture to a stern walk. He must represent Riverclan. Make sure the other clans didn’t mess with his own. He may not have a ton of training yet but he will not let his clan seem lazy or weak. We are strong. He made his face sort of an expression of being fearless. He only let strength shine in his eye with sight. He walked more confidently and sat down in a spot behind the large crowd with Bluefang. He looked at the other clans. Shadowclan seemed more bulky and large. Windclan, however, looked small. But not weak. He looked at Thunderclan. Their long fur and hard gazes seemed similar to his own. He shook it off and looked at the leaders, starting with Twilightstar. She had a missing eye like his leader and was scarred. She showed dominance, however. His gaze turned towards Robinstar. He tan pelt and her markings made her name make a lot more sense. He flicked his good eye over to Dawnstar. She was scarred too. She seemed to have a menacing aura that he didn’t like. He pulled his gaze away from the leader and turned it towards Bluefang. “So, why do the clans do this, again?“ He asked, unsure of the reasonings behind this ancient tradition

{ Leafspeaker }

[bubble[error].]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5009&pictureid=36636

He padded nervously alongside Bluefang. He’s never been to a gathering before. He looked at his mentor and thought of him as an apprentice. Being trained by Pikestar. Learning how to hunt and patrol things. Then he remembered how strong and determined he looked. Bouncepaw fixed his posture to a stern walk. He must represent Riverclan. Make sure the other clans didn’t mess with his own. He may not have a ton of training yet but he will not let his clan seem lazy or weak. We are strong. He made his face sort of an expression of being fearless. He only let strength shine in his eye with sight. He walked more confidently and sat down in a spot behind the large crowd with Bluefang. He looked at the other clans. Shadowclan seemed more bulky and large. Windclan, however, looked small. But not weak. He looked at Thunderclan. Their long fur and hard gazes seemed similar to his own. He shook it off and looked at the leaders, starting with Twilightstar. She had a missing eye like his leader and was scarred. She showed dominance, however. His gaze turned towards Robinstar. He tan pelt and her markings made her name make a lot more sense. He flicked his good eye over to Dawnstar. She was scarred too. She seemed to have a menacing aura that he didn’t like. He pulled his gaze away from the leader and turned it towards Bluefang. “So, why do the clans do this, again?“ He asked, unsure of the reasonings behind this ancient tradition

{ Leafspeaker }

~~Bluefang~~

Bluefang walked to the Gathering with his new apprentice, Bouncepaw. He watched the Tom's way of standing and waking straighten out. They stood with the RiverClan part of the Gathering. The white-furred tomcat looked down at the fluffy calico tom as he asked why the Clans did this. "It's our peace treaty. Every full moon, all Clans gather to speak about how life in the Clans have been going. Fighting is forbidden during a Gathering. Always remember that all Clans, even ShadowClan, are not our enemies. They are our allies. Don't ever forget that, Bouncepaw. Do you understand?"

[Caspian]

~~Bluefang~~

Bluefang walked to the Gathering with his new apprentice, Bouncepaw. He watched the Tom's way of standing and waking straighten out. They stood with the RiverClan part of the Gathering. The white-furred tomcat looked down at the fluffy calico tom as he asked why the Clans did this. "It's our peace treaty. Every full moon, all Clans gather to speak about how life in the Clans have been going. Fighting is forbidden during a Gathering. Always remember that all Clans, even ShadowClan, are not our enemies. They are our allies. Don't ever forget that, Bouncepaw. Do you understand?"
https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5009&pictureid=36636

He gave his mentor a solemn look and nodded firmly. His fur lied flat and he gave a deep breath. He looked at his mentor. He had another question. “Do cats go to gatherings to gather information from other clans sometimes?”he looked at Bluefang and blinked after asked his question

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https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5009&pictureid=36636

He gave his mentor a solemn look and nodded firmly. His fur lied flat and he gave a deep breath. He looked at his mentor. He had another question. “Do cats go to gatherings to gather information from other clans sometimes?”he looked at Bluefang and blinked after asked his question

*Bluefang shrugged*
(Going to sleep so short post see ya in the morning!)

[Wingnettle]

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Mintpaw (she/her)
Riverclan
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/fpzh8gK/Mintpaw.png (https://imgbb.com/)

Mintpaw let the cold water drops flow down on her face and whiskers, enjoying the freshness they always seem to bring to her mind. She was, however, starting to feel particularly cold. She decided to crouch down and try to get some warmth, tucking well her paws underneath her chest and belly.

A white pelt with a gray tail suddenly appeared on her side, but she didn't turn to see who it was. He smelled of Shadowclan, and she remembered the voice from two moons before. "Hello, Sagepaw." She flicked her ear in a greeting and waved her tail to invite him to sit with her.

Her eyes finally left the gray sky. Yeah, I must be the only one wondering about Starclan just right now... but am I? In any case, this apprentice was surely less thoughtful than her. Maybe I'm just worrying. Without a reason. She shook her head and turned to the Shadowclan apprentice, noticing how dark his green eyes looked under the gray, night sky.

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[ valery ]

[Caspian]

*Bluefang shrugged*
(Going to sleep so short post see ya in the morning!)
He nodded

[ameko]

[ @pathos (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=65) ] - you don’t have to interact with him, he’s just going to park himself nearby hehe
beastflame
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The massive grey tabby tom padded heavily near the front of the group, albeit on the outskirts as they treaded through the territory. His thick pelt kept out the cold, but nothing could stop the droplets of water sinking into his fur at a steady pace. He flicked his ear in annoyance at the sensation and kept his head low to avoid water in his eyes. Although he was a Riverclanner, used to the water, it didn’t mean he enjoyed rain. It wasn’t the same as being submerged, carried by the water. It was just…annoying.
As the clan arrived, Beastflame scanned the area with amber eyes narrowed, picking up the scent of Shadowclan. They had apparently arrived second to the marsh-dwellers. Not wanting to interact with the other clan’s cats (he didn’t even really like interacting with cats from his own clan) he played it safe and settled beside Cloverdust a little ways from the other cats. He sat slightly behind her, not wanting to obscure her vision with his broad frame, but made sure he could see any potential threats over her head. Gatherings were known to be hot spots for tension between the clans, and although he never minded getting into the occasional brawl, he preferred to ensure his friend’s safety.
Sweeping his long tail over his paws, the warrior sat rigidly, giving a nod to Cloverdust in greeting. “Lovely weather, innit?” he asked, deep voice coated with sarcasm.

{semi-open, beware his bad attitude!}



Oh, a familiar face! Cloverdust couldn't help the bit of relief that washed over her at the sight of Beastflame. She relaxed from her earlier stiff posture and settled down into a loaf, wrapping her tail around her. At what her clanmate said, she gave a dramatic sigh and replied, "Quite!" If she could hold her paw to her forehead in a tragic, theatrical manner, she would, but her paws were much too comfortable in their current spot tucked underneath her. Her fur ruffled as another patter of rain seeped through her pelt.

"Couldn't they have picked another day to hold the Gathering? I don't believe that StarClan would mind..." Or at least, mind any more than they already did. With all the clouds covering the moon, it didn't seem like StarClan was too happy with them. Her ears flicked several times as more annoying droplets fell onto her head.

[ open for other cats to approach as well :-) ]

[fishy]

Icepaw looked around in awe, taking in the sights of the clans gathered together. "Woah..."

[ perseus. ]

[bite]

sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 107/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyesSagepaw plopped down next to the soggy cat enthusiastically, flicking his head to shake some drops of rain off his whiskers. So kind of her to invite him to sit! With a secondary flick, he turned to observe the fish...wait! That was Mintpaw! A grin broke out across his face (or was he already smiling?) It had been difficult to recognize her in the rain, and with all the moons gone past...well, it hadn't been that long ago! He idly wondered if the weather was worth strolling the beach for.

The tom laughed as Mintpaw looked down from the sky. "How's it been? ShadowClan has been...normal. I got reassigned a mentor! Again! Heh. What about RiverClan? Well, actually I think Pikestar will say all that," Sagepaw rambled. He looked away from Mintpaw at all the other cats again, wondering what they were all doing as well. Wingnettle // omg, I had no idea that sage had been previously rped with mint, so much makes sense now! the past rps were so cute to read eek

[lio]

https://i.postimg.cc/W1TsbXB5/B5-B42272-9-F12-47-CA-941-A-F967790360-FA.png
DOGSPRING (https://rougewco.weebly.com/dogspring.html)
tall, fluffy black-and white cat with blue eyes. floppy ears.
they/them

Bounding after the rest of their Clan, Dogspring made their way into the clearing. It wasn't the most comfortable of days, the rain gluing their fluffy fur to their form, but Dogspring was as ecstatic as ever. Oh, a gathering! How lovely! Their tail wagged excitedly from side to side as they peered at the cats within the clearing, looking around for somewhere to sit. They saw Cloverdust near Beastflame, their eyes lighting up at the sight of the two felines. However, they merely waved their tail in a show of acknowledgement before moving off to another location. Finally spotting a cat that they hoped wouldn't mind their presence, Dogspring bounced over and sat down.

"Hi! What a wonderful day for a gathering!" they greeted, voice as chipper as it always was.

[open]

[puppeteer]

dappledleaf
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the lover
{ open }

The queen was a tad slower than the rest of her Clan, feeling overwhelmed just a tad. This was her night off; all the other queens can deal with the little rascals in the nursery. She huffed a tad, closing in on the Seastones. This would be quite fun! She hadn't been to a Gathering in a long while, so she hoped nothing too chaotic would happen.. Hopefully!!

[-Ash-]

https://i.postimg.cc/W1TsbXB5/B5-B42272-9-F12-47-CA-941-A-F967790360-FA.png
DOGSPRING (https://rougewco.weebly.com/dogspring.html)
tall, fluffy black-and white cat with blue eyes. floppy ears.
they/them

Bounding after the rest of their Clan, Dogspring made their way into the clearing. It wasn't the most comfortable of days, the rain gluing their fluffy fur to their form, but Dogspring was as ecstatic as ever. Oh, a gathering! How lovely! Their tail wagged excitedly from side to side as they peered at the cats within the clearing, looking around for somewhere to sit. They saw Cloverdust near Beastflame, their eyes lighting up at the sight of the two felines. However, they merely waved their tail in a show of acknowledgement before moving off to another location. Finally spotting a cat that they hoped wouldn't mind their presence, Dogspring bounced over and sat down.

"Hi! What a wonderful day for a gathering!" they greeted, voice as chipper as it always was.

[open]
Sapstrike [they/them] (https://toyhou.se/20144560.sapstrike)
Fluffy light brown tabby with a cream underbelly, amber eyes


Sapstrike walked toward the back of the group as they padded across the beach. However, unlike some others, they didn't stop to socialize with other Clans, instead sitting down immediately. They had never been the biggest fan of talking to those from outside RiverClan, for no reason other than not knowing them. Sure, the Gathering could be an opportunity to make friends from other Clans, but they chose not to.

So they sat there, the rain slicking down patches of their fluffy fur until they heard a voice, which appeared to be talking to them. They weren't in a very talkative mood, especially not for someone from another Clan, but they quickly realized it was a Clanmate.

"Hello!" Sapstrike replied, their voice not unhappy, albeit not as cheerful as their Clanmate's. Their head was spinning, trying to remember who this was, but they quickly decided it didn't matter. "The rain is nice," they agreed with a slight laugh.

[Buzzin' Bee]

~~ Posionpaw - They/Them/Their - ShadowClan Apprentice ~~

{ OPEN }

Poisonpaw sighed, standing in the Gathering. They were bored. The black apprentice looked around, their poison-green eyes scanning their surroundings.

Having just entered the group of cats, Seapaw walked slowly and painfully towards an apprentice that smelt of Shadowclan. They were a black cat with green eyes, interesting. Seapaw slowly, plopped down next to them. "Your a Shadowclan apprentice aren't you? I don't think I've ever seen you at a gathering. Is this your first time? I've been too two." Seapaw meowed, he was blasting questions at this poor apprentice. "Apologies for asking so many questions, It's just what I do ... what do you eat in Shadowclan" Even if he had apologized, Seapaw couldn't help but ask another question.

[bubble[error].]

Having just entered the group of cats, Seapaw walked slowly and painfully towards an apprentice that smelt of Shadowclan. They were a black cat with green eyes, interesting. Seapaw slowly, plopped down next to them. "Your a Shadowclan apprentice aren't you? I don't think I've ever seen you at a gathering. Is this your first time? I've been too two." Seapaw meowed, he was blasting questions at this poor apprentice. "Apologies for asking so many questions, It's just what I do ... what do you eat in Shadowclan" Even if he had apologized, Seapaw couldn't help but ask another question.

~~Poisonpaw~~

Poisonpaw looked over at the other apprentice. "My name is Poisonpaw, this is my first Gathering, yes I'm from ShadowClan, and we eat frogs, mice, birds, and that's it."

[Buzzin' Bee]

~~Poisonpaw~~

Poisonpaw looked over at the other apprentice. "My name is Poisonpaw, this is my first Gathering, yes I'm from ShadowClan, and we eat frogs, mice, birds, and that's it."

Seapaws noses scrunched up when he heard the word "frogs." Gross. "Hello Poisonpaw ... Aren't frogs slimy? Why would you want to eat one!?!" He questioned, pushing a pebble that was on the ground. "Anyway, I'm Seapaw. We Riverclan cats eat those things too! Mice, birds and a bit more ... not frogs though. Hey! Whos your mentor? Mine is Goldenleaf -" Seapaw stopped and shook his head, "Nevermind he's gone ..." He muttered in a quiet voice that even Poisonpaw, who was right next to him would probably barely be able to hear. "Mine mentor is Bluebellcrackle, she's a shield," Seapaw meowed, now pushing his pebble away. He winced in pain as his paw touched a spiky part of the pebble. His paws were dry and cracked, he probably should have gotten it checked out before he started walking on the rough ground. There wasn't much he could do about it now anyway.

[fishy]

Icepaw looked around the gathering, she was in awe of the all the clans gathered, she wished her mother were here with her.

[bubble[error].]

Seapaws noses scrunched up when he heard the word "frogs." Gross. "Hello Poisonpaw ... Aren't frogs slimy? Why would you want to eat one!?!" He questioned, pushing a pebble that was on the ground. "Anyway, I'm Seapaw. We Riverclan cats eat those things too! Mice, birds and a bit more ... not frogs though. Hey! Whos your mentor? Mine is Goldenleaf -" Seapaw stopped and shook his head, "Nevermind he's gone ..." He muttered in a quiet voice that even Poisonpaw, who was right next to him would probably barely be able to hear. "Mine mentor is Bluebellcrackle, she's a shield," Seapaw meowed, now pushing his pebble away. He winced in pain as his paw touched a spiky part of the pebble. His paws were dry and cracked, he probably should have gotten it checked out before he started walking on the rough ground. There wasn't much he could do about it now anyway.


*Poisonpaw watched Seapaw*

"My mentor is Larkdust."

[RavensCall]

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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/myK2ws4/Moonkit.png (https://imgbb.com/)

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Fish like a mix of mice and vole? That looked surreal. If frog tasted so different from mouse, surely fish would taste completely different? She ignored the matter and widened slightly her eyes as the Riverclan apprentice asked her what kind of leader Dawnstar was. What... is he joking or doesn't he really now it? What a mouse-brain I've got here.

Luckily Pinepaw arrived just in time to forget the previous question. She hadn't come here to speak about Dawnstar's rules just under her gaze.
"Hello, Pinepaw. I think he knows that already." She replied with a light tone, genuinely glad that her brother had come too tonight.

"I wonder what will happen tonight. Do you think the other clans will arrive soon?" She was starting to feel impatience running though her limbs. She kneaded the sand with her sharp claws, enjoying the feeling of wet sand entering between her toes and scraping them gently.

[ Sp00k3z Lovey-Dovey Ashie ]
"I 'unno. Anyway. C'mon, I'll show you the best places to sit!" Pinepaw meowed eagerly, "Maybe we can meet some new cats too!"

[Buzzin' Bee]

*Poisonpaw watched Seapaw*

"My mentor is Larkdust."

Seapaw tilted his head, confused. "Whos that?" He questioned, suddenly deciding to ask yet again another question. "Nevermind, how's the prey running in Shadowclan? The prey is running fine in Riverclan"

[bubble[error].]

Seapaw tilted his head, confused. "Whos that?" He questioned, suddenly deciding to ask yet again another question. "Nevermind, how's the prey running in Shadowclan? The prey is running fine in Riverclan"

*Poisonpaw nodded*

Wow this cat is full of questions.

"Prey is running fine in ShadowClan."

[Moonraven]

So she had waited, and waited, and waited, with hopes that if she stalled long enough the rain would let up. She had no luck. So out into the shower, they went. The trek itself felt longer and more grueling than usual. It might have something to do with the matriarch's reluctance to actually go to the gathering. It has been a bit since she's felt this lazy and lethargic, she was going to blame the weather and ShadowClan. Despite her strong desire to simply turn back halfway to the beach, she marched on at the head of her clan as she has been for over the past... what twenty-something or other gatherings. Twilightstar has lost count of how many gatherings she's actually been to as a leader.

Upon arrival, she was slightly displeased to see ShadowClan was already there. RiverClan was as well, and the two clans seemed to be mingling rather well. Huffing out a breath of smoky air, Twilightstar separated from her and began the climb up the stones. The slender she-cat could not control the mild tremors that jolted through her body at random intervals, the rain and cold were worst than snow in her opinion. Twilightstar, sadly, managed to land on top of the stones without as much difficulty as the last gathering. It was probably because the rain was lighter. Still, now she couldn't go and seat with Fallownose.

The matriarch acknowledges both the Lord and the Queen present with the smallest of head nods, and then she went back to sitting and watching her clan, miserably. She shuffled her paws underneath her, somewhat shocked that she hadn't caught a cold from the none stop chills that assaulted her body. Hopefully, there was no back and forth between the clans today, Twilightstar didn't care in the slightest about StarClan's mood, she just wanted to get done and get back home as soon as possible. Her den, though cold and barren, was dry.
WindClan's Arrived

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Ashclaw yawned and followed the clan his blue eyes gazing around as the clan walked into the gathering, looking up to see twilightstar join the leaders, Ashclaw padded over to thornclaw

Lilyheart followed the clan into the gathering, her orange eyes gazing around then finding a spot she sat down

Scalepaw lowered his head as he entered the gathering, a worried face appeared on him , the tom walked over to a lonely spot in the back and sat there
~FawnSpirit~ [for when frogpaw arrives]


Littlepaw followed scalepaw and the warriors into the gathering, looking around she smiled big" woah! this is what a gathering is so many cats!" the young excited molly said as she sat down looking around

[Lilyheart littlepaw ashclaw, thronclaw, cinderpaw , peachpaw, Bluestone are open]

[Tess_Potter]

Soldier

Icewhisper sat beside her RiverClan mate, moaning softly as she felt the kits move. She was close to having her kits, but she would never miss a Gathering.


Pluto!
Snowypaw raced over to Rosepaw and Puddlepaw and pressed her muzzle to Rosepaw's cheek. (you could have Puddle get a bit jealous maybe.)

[Spartan-117]

~CherylBlossom~
Hearing her noises, the black-furred tom feels slightly uncomfortable as he looks at the sky. He whispers a prayer for her before Dimfire nuzzles her gently. "Everything will be alright." he mews.

[Tess_Potter]

Soldier

Icewhisper relaxes and leans into Dimfire. She keeps an eye out for Fallenstep.

[Spartan-117]

~CherylBlossom~
He purrs as he nuzzles her.

~

Fallenstep approaches, and his spine stiffens as he sits on the other side of her.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4850&pictureid=34085

Rain. Why did it have to be rain again? The last gathering had been abysmal, with water pouring and dribbling down his fuzzy chin for the entirety of the meeting. The tension by the end had only made the discomfort at being so thoroughly drenched all that much worse. This, combined with the fact that Snowybreeze had quickly found out gatherings were perhaps not his favorite of pastimes, the massive warrior had to wonder as to why he was even attending this meeting in the first place.

A small scoff escaping the tom as gentle raindrops landed and slid down his feathery pelt, the tom shook himself, knowing full well the answer to said doubts. After the last, tense meeting, Snowybreeze was there to provide backup if a fight were to break out, nothing more, nothing less. He'd never interacted with cats from other clans in these gatherings - which to be fair, there were much more interesting WindClanners to pick from by the other clans to begin with - and if he wanted to talk to his own clanmates, he could easily do so back in their own terrain. Plus he couldn't just impose himself on a fellow moor runner when they had no doubt come over to speak to some friends from different clans. He might be hesitantly arriving at the gathering, but he had no need to be rude about it!

With all this in mind, the white and cinnamon tom headed off to the farther edges of the clearing, sitting besides a rocky outcrop in the hopes of shielding himself from some of the rain. It wouldn't do if he started a fight by accidentally getting in someone's way. Wrapping his fluffy tail around his oversized paws, the young warrior stifled a yawn, the cold, wet conditions making him far sleepier than he would normally have felt. Settling himself as comfortably as he could, the solitary warrior turned his head towards the leader's perch, waiting for the announcements to be done with before they had even begun.

[oci]

|| Bunnypaw (WindClan) ||

Bunnypaw bounded after her clanmates, thrilled for her first gathering. She couldn’t wait to mingle with other apprentices and learn about the other clans! The white and gray tabby was unsure of where to go first, so she just sat at the edge of her clan and observed, waiting for something or someone.

[Ian]

~CherylBlossom~
He purrs as he nuzzles her.

~

Fallenstep approaches, and his spine stiffens as he sits on the other side of her.

Vixensnarl slid into the Gathering, the rain causing her pelt to stick uncomfortably on her body. Ugh, why couldn't the Gathering have nice weather for once? She needed something to take her mind of the weather, and a ThunderClan cat who had arrived early and was sitting next to a RiverClan molly was the perfect target.

The Enforcer made her way over towards them, a smirk dancing across her muzzle. "You seem a little lost. Don't you know you shouldn't arrive ahead of your Clan, or is Sparrowstar that weak of a leader? And to sit next to a RiverClan cat as well. Tch, ThunderClan is a lot stupider than I realized."

~CherylBlossom~ [since Fallen is next to Ice]

[Spartan-117]

Vixensnarl slid into the Gathering, the rain causing her pelt to stick uncomfortably on her body. Ugh, why couldn't the Gathering have nice weather for once? She needed something to take her mind of the weather, and a ThunderClan cat who had arrived early and was sitting next to a RiverClan molly was the perfect target.

The Enforcer made her way over towards them, a smirk dancing across her muzzle. "You seem a little lost. Don't you know you shouldn't arrive ahead of your Clan, or is Sparrowstar that weak of a leader? And to sit next to a RiverClan cat as well. Tch, ThunderClan is a lot stupider than I realized."

~CherylBlossom~ [since Fallen is next to Ice]
The tom does not respond, he just turns his muzzle away and stands. Gazing at the Enforcer with a level gaze, he strides out of the Clan and waits for them to arrive.

[Zei]

Cliffjumper Yawned and swipped a paw over his face as he looked around

[nykyrian]

♔|Aspenpaw|♔

He/Him | Open | WC: 143

Surprisingly he actually made it to the gathering on time today. But he was no less upset by the whole affair this time. It was raining once again, but it was colder than before so each drop hit his pelt like thorns falling from the sky. His fur was thick, or at least thicker than most, but it still managed to hurt. He sat closer to the seastones this time, watching the arrival of each clan with interest. Shadowclan was first, though he expected nothing less. Next up was Riverclan being led by their leader Pikestar. He thought himself a pretty good study when it came to the other clans, but somehow he wasn't expecting the one-eyed cat before him. He shrugged it off quickly though, as the other one-eyed leader appeared. All that was left was Thunderclan then the gathering could start.


#62

[fishy]

Soldier

Icewhisper sat beside her RiverClan mate, moaning softly as she felt the kits move. She was close to having her kits, but she would never miss a Gathering.


Pluto!
Snowypaw raced over to Rosepaw and Puddlepaw and pressed her muzzle to Rosepaw's cheek. (you could have Puddle get a bit jealous maybe.)

Puddlepaw watched, her ear twitched a little in irritation. She coughed. "Who are you..?" She scoffed.

[Buzzin' Bee]

Amberpaw

After that journey Amberpaw was quite tired. Though seemed like she wasn't for when she entered onto the beach she was filled with excitement. She was pretty much hopping around! Oh wait! She was hopping around. Seeing she was being quite unprofessional, she stopped hopping about and looked around. Wondering what apprentice or warrior she could talk too.

[Open]

[Ian]

Fallownose padded at Twilightstar's flank with his ears flattened to his skull against the rain. He wished that the Clans could just agree not to go to a Gathering when the weather was like this, but news was also important. The slate-gray tom trudged through the wet sand to where the deputies sat, surprised he was the only one. Had RiverClan lost their deputy again? He assumed ShadowClan's lack of a deputy was because Dawnstar still hadn't found one that suited her.

The WindClan deputy carefully made his way onto his spot, glancing up to where Twilightstar sat with Pikestar and Dawnstar. He debated climbing fully up there, before deciding against it. Dawnstar would probably throw a fit, which would mean WindClan would be there longer than necessary and Twilightstar would be out in this weather even longer. With a huff Fallownose laid down and tucked his paws under him, ducking his head and squinting his eyes to protect himself as much as possible against the chill. He could still see everyone, but he would be damned if he sat up straight and let the rain pelt him for the entire Gathering.

daenerys [so I forgot ab the original plan and do not want to retype this. If you want Brave to come up with him then they can chat :heartbounce:]

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5247&pictureid=36623

Stars above. A gathering. How long had it been since she had last attended one? Dapplebreeze would be lying if she said she held any interest for the gossip and idle prattle of other clans. As far as she was concerned, they were all enemies. Cats whom she would no doubt have to meet in the battlefield at some point or other, making socializing and befriending them a rather meaningless, thankless task. There was no denying that making friends with cats from outside of WindClan would make a fight all the more difficult when realizing it could be your friend among that wave of furious, bloodthirsty foes. So why risk the heartache? No, it was best to remain true to WindClan, with your head on your shoulders and the starry sky lighting your path.

Today was different, however. No. Not today. These past few days had been different. Ever since her little bird had returned. Except... she wasn't, was she? Not really. She only looked like the daughter she'd lost, a cruel joke no doubt, although what she'd done to deserve such scorn from StarClan she knew not. So today she took to the Seastones with the rest of her clan. A change of scenery seemed right. A bit of fresh air, different scents, and some polite conversation with cats who were unconcerned with the daily going ons of WindClan. Because enemies or not, there was a truce in place, and scornful words were even worse than an accidental befriending. There should be no place in one's dialect for violence, after all. Such things were best left for the battlefield.

And so here she stood. Under the light, pitter patter of the rain. Her short, thick fur protecting her from the cold as she sat amongst the gathered cats, the scent of ShadowClan burning at her nostrils and momentarily making her grimace. Taking a deep breath, Dapplebreeze composed herself. She was here to be on her best behavior. To leave her family woes behind for the night. A tall order, she soon realized, as the scent of her late son's killers wafted around her, the smell made muggy and clinging further to her whiskers in the mild rain. Ah! There it was! How long she'd been without coming to one of these farcical meetings. Since the tyrants of shadows had taken away her son. And they had left in such bad terms, too.

Cream and tan pelt shaking off loose drops of water clinging to the tips of her fur, Dapplebreeze fought to center herself once more, whiskers twitching with restraint. She was not here to fight, and her Whisperbreeze had died so long ago now... It had been well over four seasons now, after all. And Whisperbreeze had always been a bit on the... overconfident side. No doubt the inexperienced warrior had thought Dawnstar's rats would keep the warrior code.

Temper... Dapplebreeze. Temper. Lest you are obliged to leave and go face what awaits you at camp.

This thought alone provoking a shiver that had little to do with the cold from her very core, the former queen twitched one mismatched ear before turning her blue eyes on the WindClan leader. Her elegance and poise even at the face of the vile clan's ruler giving her the strength she needed, Dapplebreeze took one last, calming breath, her pose relaxing as she found a spot to sit down, her tail wrapping elegantly around her dainty paws. Yes, this was fine. Even with the rain, the fresh air would do her good. The seasoned warrior merely needed some time to herself. Just a little bit. And then... then she would carry on as she'd done before. As she always did.

[perseus.]

Icepaw looked around in awe, taking in the sights of the clans gathered together. "Woah..."

[ perseus. ]


The Honky warrior quickly followed after honks apprentice and he nodded, honking lightly which translated to 'yea it's amazing, just be careful...there can be some mean cats'

[fishy]

The Honky warrior quickly followed after honks apprentice and he nodded, honking lightly which translated to 'yea it's amazing, just be careful...there can be some mean cats'

"Ok, ill try!" She stood beside Goosehonk still, she was a bit scared.

[Tess_Potter]

Puddlepaw watched, her ear twitched a little in irritation. She coughed. "Who are you..?" She scoffed.

"Puddlepaw." Rosepaw purrs. "This is my littermate, Snowypaw of ThunderClan."

[serendipity.]

Amberpaw

After that journey Amberpaw was quite tired. Though seemed like she wasn't for when she entered onto the beach she was filled with excitement. She was pretty much hopping around! Oh wait! She was hopping around. Seeing she was being quite unprofessional, she stopped hopping about and looked around. Wondering what apprentice or warrior she could talk too.

[Open]

Swanpaw did not want to interact with anyone from another clan but this was a time to learn about what was happening in the other clans and she couldn't let the opportunity slip from her paws. Creeping up behind the molly she tilted her head before painting a smiling welcoming face over her features, "Hey there partner!" All smiles she sat down next to the fellow apprentice, "Name's Swanpaw! What your's?"

[Celestial_Sky]

Tidepaw sat in the clearing, off to the side. She was licking her paw, to rub behind her ears. Her blue eyes shone in the silver moonlight as the apprentice scanned the crowd of gathered cats.
(open)

[fishy]

"Puddlepaw." Rosepaw purrs. "This is my littermate, Snowypaw of ThunderClan."


"I- oh..Im puddlepaw of Windclan." She said, looking away feeling quite embarrassed. "My sister, Creek'Kit...She would love it here.." She muttered

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ IVYSNAKE OF SHADOWCLAN ~

Tall dark brown tabby she-cat with black stripes and amber eyes.

Pitter-patter. Pitter-patter. The sound of the raindrops falling from the vast dark gray sky and exploding onto the earth surrounded Ivysnake as she made her way to the Gathering. As usual, she was not prompt in her arrival, but it was not due to laziness. In contrary, it was because of all the duties she had to fulfill as a dual warrior and medicine cat. Learn herbs, spar with Clanmates, treat the ill and injured, sort plants. No more lying around and waiting for things to leap into her paws. Though Ivysnake had never been that sort of cat. She had made one false assumption. One. And she was sure to never repeat that mistake. Blinking as water droplets slid down her angular face and into her sharp, piercing amber eyes, the medicine cat apprentice padded across the wet earth. Her paws left imprints, sinking into the dirt, then sand as she breached the barrier between RiverClan territory and the beach. Sediment joined the dirt caking her paws due to the driving but semi-light rain while her already-sleek pelt slicked back further, giving a glossy sheen as she was soaked to the skin. But Ivysnake showed no signs of discomfort. Her head and tail were held high, her pointed ears perked, and her face was set in its usual emotionless yet serious expression.

Although the rain was good at masking scents, there were enough cats for Ivysnake to distinguish the three intense odors that were streaming toward her. One was ShadowClan, of course, while the other two were RiverClan and WindClan. Pine needles, fish, and peat. The dark brown tabby paused for a moment, her gaze falling on the rocks where the High Ranks gathered. It was dark, and the rain dulled sight, but she was used to peering through the shadows, and she could see well enough. The three leaders were there. This was to be expected, though it was difficult to make out Dawnstar and Pikestar due to their dark pelts. Squinting, Ivysnake noticed that her glorious leader looked irritated as usual, her golden-amber eyes gleaming menacingly, and Pikestar's eye was closed, as if he were half-asleep. She snorted. Some leader. She bet Dawnstar could lunge over and snap his neck before he could lift a paw. That is, until he woke up from whatever happened when leaders lost a life. Did they visit StarClan? Just... black out temporarily? When Dawnstar died, did she see StarClan or the Dark Forest, if it was obligatory to visit the afterlife?

Ivysnake could dwell on this another time, maybe ask a Dark Forest or StarClan cat herself whenever they visited her. She briefly glanced at Twilightstar, feeling a familiar prickle of hostility. She hadn't quite forgotten the Sky Glade battle, where the WindClan leader had taken one of Dawnstar's lives. She will pay for that - when the time comes, at least. Dawnstar had declared that ShadowClan would not start any conflicts with WindClan, but peace only lasted so long. Twilightstar did not look like the cat who had taken such a powerful leader's life, though. The slender she-cat was shaking like there was no tomorrow. Ivysnake wondered if she'd fall off the rock. Rolling her eyes, which flashed brightly in the darkness, the tall tabby began to pad over to the Seastones.

Getting closer meant obtaining a better view of who sat at the base of the rocks. There was Fallownose, the WindClan deputy, whose white markings and amber eyes stood out like beacons against the shadows of the Seastones. Was he... crouching? Sheltering under it like a cowering kit? Ivysnake could not suppress another eye roll. Weaklings. Maybe they were rabbits after all, too afraid of the cold and wet to show any resilience or self-control. Ivysnake's interest quickly shifted to something else: the lack of a RiverClan deputy. Has Gingerfrost died already? I wouldn't be surprised. Some Clans went through deputies like they were unwanted weeds. As for medicine cats, Fawnlight and Cowpaw weren't there yet, but Elmshadow was, accompanied by his mate, Cougarivy. Her pelt looked similar to Fallownose's in the darkness of the clouds, night, and shadows. Ivysnake wasn't entirely sure what to think of a non-High Rank sitting in the spot for deputies and medicine cats, but she supposed Cougarivy was an Enforcer, and if she wanted to spend time with her mate, then so be it. Dawnstar had been fine with it last time. And Twilightstar also sat with Fallownose. Not that Ivysnake recommended following WindClan's advice.

These analyses went through the dark-furred, black-striped tabby's head in a matter of moments. As soon as she'd gotten a read on who was here and who wasn't, she went forward, the rain streaming off of her sleek, dense pelt, which was too waterlogged to contain any more. She had to pass Fallownose to reach the others, and briefly, she thought that if he wanted to shelter like a coward, she should give him a feel of what it was like to act properly and endure the rain. So, as she went past, she shook out her pelt as vigorously as possible with the intent of spraying the WindClan deputy with cold water while making it look like she was simply ridding herself of the clinging droplets. The "slighted accident" part was achieved as she did so while walking and ended up with Elmshadow and Cougarivy hardly a moment later. Sitting down and smoothing her pelt back to its usual sleekness, Ivysnake meowed, "Apologies for my slight tardiness. I decided to check the herb stores before I headed out." She could give Elmshadow a more detailed report later.

Moonraven (For the eye roll, if you want Twilightstar to notice) NinjaBloss Ravensong

[vellichor]

// open

Beansprout (https://vellichars.weebly.com/beansprout.html)

The rain felt somewhat refreshing on his fluffy pelt, despite the winter chill still present in the air. Stars, he missed Gatherings. Sure, he wasn't the most sociable cat out there, but Beansprout was willing to talk to some new cats, make some new connections. His time spent as an outsider had made him learn that nearly any cat can be a valuable ally -- or a terrible enemy. But, they are nothing until you find out.

So, Beansprout would seek out conversation, looking for any cat that seemed to be alone and willing to chat.

[vellichor]

// Katieuwu -- open

Beansprout (https://beansite.carrd.co/)

A... RiverClan apprentice? Well that was nice and all, but the tom really wanted to interact with someone outside the Clan. Maybe he could gently nudge the young cat toward some other apprentices...?

"Hey, why don't you head off to make some friends from other Clans? You don't just wanna be stuck inside boring old RiverClan, after all," Beansprout let out a rumble of laughter and gestured toward the rest of the crowd of cats.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Scalepaw blinked as riverclan and shadowclan chattered, his tail curled around him, sadness and anger still holded him, the tom laid his head down as he watched and listened to the gathering

[scalepaw is open]

Ashclaw and thornclaw chatted

CInderpaw and peachpaw waited for stormpaw

Bluestone yawned and stretched then laying own he looked around

[open]

[wendigo]

Lynxyowl trotted after the group, arriving at the gathering. She looked around, not expecting much to happen, and cantered to a spot she can sit at.

[Buzzin' Bee]

Swanpaw did not want to interact with anyone from another clan but this was a time to learn about what was happening in the other clans and she couldn't let the opportunity slip from her paws. Creeping up behind the molly she tilted her head before painting a smiling welcoming face over her features, "Hey there partner!" All smiles she sat down next to the fellow apprentice, "Name's Swanpaw! What your's?"

Amberpaw

Amberpaw nearly jumped in fear when she heard a voice. "Hello," She meowed, again trying her best too seem professional. She could show no flaws, or else this apprentice (probably from another clan) would see that Windclan was weak! Not that it actually was.

Deciding to face this so called 'Swanpaw', Amberpaw made sure to keep watch of the crowd around her. Cats were crazy these days, very erratic. They could attack at any moment! Though, even if she kept most of her senses on the crowd, she listen to Swanpaw again. "Salutations ... Nice to meet you Swanpaw, I guess I may tell you my moniker ... that means name" Amberpaw told the cat, quickly licking her paw before continuing "It is Amberpaw, that is my name. My clan is Windclan ... I would not like to guess, but I assume your clan is ... Riverclan, please correct me if I am wrong." She meowed, glancing around since now she was finished talking. She hoped this apprentice wouldn't stay or talk for long. She was trying to retain some important information! This was her first gathering after all.

//Swanpaw can stay as long as she wants near Amberpaw! Only if you want that is. Amberpaw just likes to stay professional, she hates the idea of cats hurting each other so she has realized if a cat can't necessarily see another cats flaws, then they most likely wouldn't fight them. Also, this is her first gathering so she's just a bit nervous //

[Jayvines]

Wet yet again...

A scowl of discomfort plastered firmly onto the Thunderclan leader's face as she led her clanmates to the traditional gathering place in the (somewhat lighter) rain. Paws crossed her seat atop the Seastones wouldn't be as drenched as last moon...

"There will be zero tolerance for outbursts today Thunderclan," she called back as the beach came into view, green eyes pointedly glancing over the cats who had followed her. "I don't care if you disagree with or find somecats behaviour off-putting; you WILL NOT interrupt this Gathering. If you decide to ignore this warning, expect a swift escort home and a ban from the next one."

Perhaps it was a tad harsh, but she was not in the mood for disrespect tonight. How would the other clans in this forest respect them if her clanmates insisted upon speaking out of turn and creating disturbances.

Swiftly turning back towards their destination, Sparrowstar trotted out across the sand and towards the other leaders that had apparently already situated themselves on the stones. At least she wasn't the only one who wasn't enjoying the weather; a quick glance at Twilightstar's disgruntled visage told her that much. With a quick leap up to her usual spot (and only a whisker-length skid across the wet stone as she landed), the tan molly gave a quick nod to her peers as she situated herself and shuffled slightly closer towards the older Windclan leader.

She looked rather uncomfortable in the current temperature, so while their pelts wouldn't touch the younger Thunderclanner wished to offer some form of radiating heat as a show of goodwill.

Hopefully, this would be done sooner rather than later...

[ Undertaker canineantics Moonraven Eaglet ]
Thunderclan has arrived

[Estelle]

Decidedly, Gingerfrost was not dead. He was still very much alive and kicking, although he'd much prefer a well deserved nap. Kicking up the rear meant he arrived among the last of his clan; the fact that it was raining also meant that he was walking slowly, wanting to be here even less than he normally would; add a barely apprentice to that, which Gingerfrost himself had decided to babysit during this specific gathering, and you had him arriving tardier than his leader. Quite the drama for the fools who let their thoughts run wild with pointless imagination; unfortunately, the RiverClan deputy was here to stay whether they liked it or not. Death had long decided to be more avoidant of him than he was of his duties and the promise of kits screaming in the morning. But they'd be able to see that with time.

Walking across the sandy grounds, internally cursing the weather and horrid time, the lethargic deputy held between his maw an orange flower and a stick - curtesy of Stonepaw. How he ended up in this situation, he would like to think was beyond him. But truthfully, he knew exactly. With the young apprentice only just now being promoted to medicine cat, and his barely being six moons (seen some... Past issues), Gingerfrost had taken it upon himself to look after the little scrap. Babysit him, in other words. He'd rather Stonepaw not get lost or traumatised at his first gathering, or cause any mischief. He seemed like the type to attract trouble, anyway, and potentially enjoy a 'joke' or two. The tabby expected to have his paws full with this one for the coming moons. Frankly he wasn't sure whether he'd keep up accompanying him - it depended on how this gathering went he supposed - but for now the large deputy felt like it was the best thing to do. Now as for what he was carrying, that... He didn't know. Stonepaw just sort of forced him to and now he was stuck carrying the orange flower and stick. It must be a silly sight, but oh well. Rather this than a temper tantrum, and it wasn't the worst that could happen.

"This way."
Looking over his shoulder to the young medicine cat, Gingerfrost lightly gestured with his towards where he noticed the ShadowClan herb dealers already sat - the spot where all medicine cats sat. He didn't really hesitate moving towards there. He could imagine, the other clans might find it odd, but he couldn't care less. He was at the gathering that's what mattered, where he sat wasn't all that important and Stonepaw took priority here.

And huh, it seemed that only ShadowClan's medics had arrived (but that didn't he'd go and assume Cowpaw kicked the bucket). He couldn't say he was an exact fan of the two; ShadowClan had always been rather peculiar and these two were no exception. They had an air about them as though they wouldn't care if someone died, but Gingerfrost kept those thoughts only to himself, his facial expression never actually changing as he approached, looking besides himself every so often to ensure Stonepaw was still there. If with the bit of luck they actually made it to destination, he give the two ShadowClanners a light nod before shifting his gaze to the young child. He was only here to babysit, nothing more. Oh hey ThunderClan was suddenly arriving.


[ carmen Ravensong TheNyanCatMinecart ]

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesApproval for whatever Sparrowstar had just said. Yes. No more annoying outbursts. Yet again, he was here. Why did Alderstep keep complaining when it was probably his fault he was there anyways? Eh. Not the time for thinking. The tom plopped down on the wet sand, hating how it felt. Why did the meetings have to be here? And why was it raining again, for the second cursed time in a row?? (( v. open ))

[SpiritedWarrior]

https://i.ibb.co/v1jf64V/download20230102143317.png (https://imgbb.com/)
Flameheart
Jayvines - for the mention; Soldier - for Fallenstep; Wingnettle - for Sootfur (feel free to have him pick a spot for them to sit!

Wet. Wet again.

For the second time in a row, the Gathering has proven to be nothing but water coming from the heavens the Clans called Silverpelt. Her eyes wavered from cat to cat, watching for any sort of trouble. Having taken charge of ThunderClan for a little bit of time has taught her that trouble could come in many forms, whether a predator, a rival Clan, or one of their own who was far across the line. Sparrowstar's voice rang clear amongst the throng of warriors, apprentices, queens, and whoever else was attending the Gathering tonight in the representation of ThunderClan. It looked like they were the last to arrive, which wasn't surprising. At least no cat had gotten sidetracked or ran ahead- but, on second thought... that last part was not the case. "I'll be sure to keep a lookout for troublemakers in your stead, Sparrowstar. I'll be sure to carry out the punishment of your choosing too, so you can just focus on the announcements of the other leaders." she spoke to the tan and brown she-cat before turning her head to speak with her mate, casting him a soft glance.

"Hang on one moment, Sootfur." she murmured to her mate before splitting off from the group to talk to a Clanmate that had arrived long before the rest of the Clan, his scent catching her off guard. Though the rain had mostly washed off the scent by now, Flameheart could smell a slight bit more of RiverClan on her Clanmate's pelt than the other Clans. And it was not a sort of strong scent that could be gained from being on the outskirts of Seastones. "Fallenstep, care to explain why you're smelling particularly of RiverClan even though you are out here? Better yet- care to explain why you went to the Gathering ahead of our leader?" Straight to the point, simple, and short. That should be enough to get him to spill the truth, if not- well, Flameheart could send him back to ThunderClan camp for going against the general rule for leaders during the Gathering.

From her tone and looks, the young Keeper looked as if she was a grumpy elder. And to an extent, Flameheart felt like it too. Taking care of ThunderClan was no easy task and for that, she was grateful to experience what it felt like to be the leader for a day (or in Flameheart's specific case... four). Although it was tiring, seeing her Clanmates enjoy themselves was the only thing in the world that mattered to the young Keeper. And she was not too keen to see her Clanmates step out of line.

[ophelia]

// open

Beansprout (https://vellichars.weebly.com/beansprout.html)

The rain felt somewhat refreshing on his fluffy pelt, despite the winter chill still present in the air. Stars, he missed Gatherings. Sure, he wasn't the most sociable cat out there, but Beansprout was willing to talk to some new cats, make some new connections. His time spent as an outsider had made him learn that nearly any cat can be a valuable ally -- or a terrible enemy. But, they are nothing until you find out.

So, Beansprout would seek out conversation, looking for any cat that seemed to be alone and willing to chat.


whispersong
--------
The lavender molly arrived with her clan, tagging along gloomily with the other cats. The mood was sluggish and miserable, and she almost wished she'd stayed behind. She was used to the rain, as the moors offered little protection against the elements in these colder moons, but it didn't mean she enjoyed the sensation.

As they entered the clearing, she scented ShadowClan and RiverClan already in attendance. Whispersong was an introverted individual, and didn't often come to Gatherings, so she didn't really know any of the cats from the other clans. She usually preferred to sit somewhere in the back and simply observe, but today she needed something to lift her spirits before she drowned in the sadness of the weather, mood, and overall atmosphere.

Her pale blue eyes caught on a RiverClan warrior, one she didn't recognize. Cautiously she approached, settling nearby. Her mind was searching for something friendly to say, but drawing a blank. Instead, she just nodded a greeting and hoped it came across as welcoming. Nice one, Whisper.

[perseus.]

// open

Beansprout (https://vellichars.weebly.com/beansprout.html)

The rain felt somewhat refreshing on his fluffy pelt, despite the winter chill still present in the air. Stars, he missed Gatherings. Sure, he wasn't the most sociable cat out there, but Beansprout was willing to talk to some new cats, make some new connections. His time spent as an outsider had made him learn that nearly any cat can be a valuable ally -- or a terrible enemy. But, they are nothing until you find out.

So, Beansprout would seek out conversation, looking for any cat that seemed to be alone and willing to chat.


Crowflutter had quietly walked into the gathering, they hadn’t gone to for a while but their anxiety and depression had always made it hard for her. Her ears swiveled around slightly as she looked around for anyone to talk with and her amber eyes landed on a Riverclan warrior and she walked over and started to speak, her voice quiet but filled with kindness, “Hello, my name is Crowflutter, I’m from Windclan, what’s your name?”

[Estelle]

WHOOOAAAAA everything was so big and smelly!! Vixenpaw scrunched up her nose, shaking her head against the nasty smell. Yucky yucky yuck yuck! What was that? It was all mixed and fumbled and weird! And where was she supposed to sit? Was this like a super meeting? Who were all those other cats? So many questions, so little answers! Vixenpaw actually felt a little intimidated here, if only Turtykit could've been with her - but stinky was still on adventure (she lightly shook her head at that thought, in exasperation). Well in that case she at least got to settle with the next best thing:
"Batty!!"
Vixenpaw chirped excitedly, bounding over to her amazing mentor.
"Who are all these cats? Why does it smell weird? Where are we supposed to sit? What is this??"
Rapid fire questions shot from her mouth, likely while blocking part of the passage way, staring straight up at Batblood with curious round eyes. It was all so strange and exciting and kind of a little scary, she didn't know what to do!


[ Spotty - Hope you don't mind! I wasn't certain whether Bat would be attending, but it felt only right for Vix to go with him -- if he isn't attending that's fine ofc!! She'll just cause her mischief else where hehe ]

[Estelle]

Nightshiver arrived at the gathering, silently sitting down somewhere near the sides, tail tightly wrapping around her paws. These gatherings always made her a bit nervous. She took a deep breath to calm her rising nerves and silently watched on, trying to mentally prepare herself for whatever chaos was to come (oh, hopefully there wouldn't be any..).

[Wingnettle]

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/bB7WmY9/sootfur2.png (https://imgbb.com/)

Sootfur followed quietly Sparrowstar and Flameheart as the leader led the clan to the Seastones. Rain drizzled on his pelt and a light, cold breeze ruffled it. All my attempts to groom myself and keep the fur in order... ruined. He forced down a snort. The real reason he was so agitated was that the last Gathering he had managed to stir up quite some trouble on his own, and that had unnerved Sparrowstar enough. Now he almost winced at the leader's cold glance that she threw him as she warned her clan to behave better this time.

Sootfur also feared that Flameheart might feel uncomfortable with him after that event, especially while she assured Sparrowstar that she would be ready to escort out any trouble maker and deal with them. But he was so thankful (and relieved) when she looked at him with kind, affectionate eyes. Then, the excused herself for a moment and walked directly through the crowd toward a cat that was slightly familiar to Sootfur.

...Fallenstep? Yes, he was a Thunderclan warrior. And by the posture and tone of Flameheart's voice, he realized he must be the reason why the warrior had been so keen to reaffirm her duties for the night. Well, at least one of the reasons. The gray tabby still feared that she might want to keep an eye on him tonight, although he had really no intention of opening his mouth in front of everyone like last time.

No. He repeated to himself. This is a chance... to repair that "mistake". Tonight I just want us to relax and chat about the leaders' announcements. Yes, that was it. They were going to enjoy the evening together, and no Shadowclan cats will ruin their time.

As the clan scattered around, Sootfur chose a spot at the edge of the beach where there wasn't too much crowd - at least, they would be able to hear well each other's voice and hopefully no one would disturb them. Although he feared that her Keeper duties might take her away again. He pushed the thought away and sat down on a flat rock, saving some space for his mate. At least they wouldn't be sitting on the wet sand.
As his eyes spotted Flameheart leaving Fallenstep with an angry glare, he waved his tail at her and signaled her to join him.

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[ SpiritedWarrior ]

[occultation]

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[ cottagecake ]


Oriolepaw headed to the Seastones at the back of his Clan’s group. Large groups weren’t particularly his thing, but he knew he had to go to one more Gathering if he wanted to become a warrior. Of course, this Gathering just had to be in the rain. At least it was pretty warm!

As his Clan dispersed, the orange and black tom looked around somewhat nervously. He suddenly found himself longing for Blazingpaw, Sootfur, or… Quietpaw.

Swallowing his nervousness, he tried to look inviting so perhaps some other cat would come over and chat with him.

[JackHunt_17]

Nightshiver arrived at the gathering, silently sitting down somewhere near the sides, tail tightly wrapping around her paws. These gatherings always made her a bit nervous. She took a deep breath to calm her rising nerves and silently watched on, trying to mentally prepare herself for whatever chaos was to come (oh, hopefully there wouldn't be any..).


Cougarpaw spotted the closest cat he had to imediate family at the gathering and padded over to her. "hey." He said.

[JackHunt_17]

Amberpaw

After that journey Amberpaw was quite tired. Though seemed like she wasn't for when she entered onto the beach she was filled with excitement. She was pretty much hopping around! Oh wait! She was hopping around. Seeing she was being quite unprofessional, she stopped hopping about and looked around. Wondering what apprentice or warrior she could talk too.

[Open]
Cougarpaw spotted a shecat apprentice. She reeked of Windclan smell. Despite not really liking to mix with other clan's cats, he approached her. "Hey." He said. "I'm Cougarpaw of Shadowclan."

[Spartan-117]

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Flameheart
Jayvines - for the mention; Soldier - for Fallenstep; Wingnettle - for Sootfur (feel free to have him pick a spot for them to sit!

Wet. Wet again.

For the second time in a row, the Gathering has proven to be nothing but water coming from the heavens the Clans called Silverpelt. Her eyes wavered from cat to cat, watching for any sort of trouble. Having taken charge of ThunderClan for a little bit of time has taught her that trouble could come in many forms, whether a predator, a rival Clan, or one of their own who was far across the line. Sparrowstar's voice rang clear amongst the throng of warriors, apprentices, queens, and whoever else was attending the Gathering tonight in the representation of ThunderClan. It looked like they were the last to arrive, which wasn't surprising. At least no cat had gotten sidetracked or ran ahead- but, on second thought... that last part was not the case. "I'll be sure to keep a lookout for troublemakers in your stead, Sparrowstar. I'll be sure to carry out the punishment of your choosing too, so you can just focus on the announcements of the other leaders." she spoke to the tan and brown she-cat before turning her head to speak with her mate, casting him a soft glance.

"Hang on one moment, Sootfur." she murmured to her mate before splitting off from the group to talk to a Clanmate that had arrived long before the rest of the Clan, his scent catching her off guard. Though the rain had mostly washed off the scent by now, Flameheart could smell a slight bit more of RiverClan on her Clanmate's pelt than the other Clans. And it was not a sort of strong scent that could be gained from being on the outskirts of Seastones. "Fallenstep, care to explain why you're smelling particularly of RiverClan even though you are out here? Better yet- care to explain why you went to the Gathering ahead of our leader?" Straight to the point, simple, and short. That should be enough to get him to spill the truth, if not- well, Flameheart could send him back to ThunderClan camp for going against the general rule for leaders during the Gathering.

From her tone and looks, the young Keeper looked as if she was a grumpy elder. And to an extent, Flameheart felt like it too. Taking care of ThunderClan was no easy task and for that, she was grateful to experience what it felt like to be the leader for a day (or in Flameheart's specific case... four). Although it was tiring, seeing her Clanmates enjoy themselves was the only thing in the world that mattered to the young Keeper. And she was not too keen to see her Clanmates step out of line.
"I was looking forward to seeing a cat that I know. I passed by two RiverClanners. Believe me, it will not happen again." Fallenstep mews, and he bows his head in a sign of submission before he curses himself silently. He should have known not to walk ahead of the others - he's a Warrior for StarClan's sake! He should have not did that. But like he said, it will not happen again. He kind of hopes that he won't attend another meeting in a while, but if he wants to see his. . . friends. . . then he will have to.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Stormclaw hissed as light rain came down"how wonderful it is raining" the tom mumbled as he walked in and joined Bluestone

[open]

WIllowlight lowered her ears a tad as she entered the gathering certaintly she wasn't in the mood to watch trouble, the molly looked around seeing someone she knows the molly walked over with a small grin"hello " she said sitting down next to him

Rabbiteye

Stormpaw moaned as he hated going to the beach on such a rainy sprinking whatever day, he looked back to see if blazepaw was following and appearantly he was the one to lag of course, he turned around grabbed blazepaws tail and led the way to the gathering, as they entered Stormpaw led blazepaw over to his friends" Hi cinderpaw hi peachpaw" he said. Peachpaw and cinderpaw smiled then looked at blazepaw"who's this" Peachpaw asked as they chatted,

after arriving in the gathering with stormpaws help and already being introduced to stormpaws friends, he sorta wondered off luckily not to far

[ ok someone might need to keep an eye on blazepaw :eyes:]

[MockingRabbit]

Stormclaw hissed as light rain came down"how wonderful it is raining" the tom mumbled as he walked in and joined Bluestone

[open]

WIllowlight lowered her ears a tad as she entered the gathering certaintly she wasn't in the mood to watch trouble, the molly looked around seeing someone she knows the molly walked over with a small grin"hello " she said sitting down next to him

@Rabbiteye (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16523)

Stormpaw moaned as he hated going to the beach on such a rainy sprinking whatever day, he looked back to see if blazepaw was following and appearantly he was the one to lag of course, he turned around grabbed blazepaws tail and led the way to the gathering, as they entered Stormpaw led blazepaw over to his friends" Hi cinderpaw hi peachpaw" he said. Peachpaw and cinderpaw smiled then looked at blazepaw"who's this" Peachpaw asked as they chatted,

after arriving in the gathering with stormpaws help and already being introduced to stormpaws friends, he sorta wondered off luckily not to far

[ ok someone might need to keep an eye on blazepaw :eyes:]
"Hey," Froststorm mewed, trying to hide the sudden burst of joy at seeing the ThunderClan cat. "Willowlight, how are you doing?"

[SpiritWolf_yt]

"Hey," Froststorm mewed, trying to hide the sudden burst of joy at seeing the ThunderClan cat. "Willowlight, how are you doing?"


https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5453&pictureid=36960

WIllowlight looked up to see the leader with the others she turned her head to face froststorm,"i'm doing good how are you?" she asked

[Spotty]

WHOOOAAAAA everything was so big and smelly!! Vixenpaw scrunched up her nose, shaking her head against the nasty smell. Yucky yucky yuck yuck! What was that? It was all mixed and fumbled and weird! And where was she supposed to sit? Was this like a super meeting? Who were all those other cats? So many questions, so little answers! Vixenpaw actually felt a little intimidated here, if only Turtykit could've been with her - but stinky was still on adventure (she lightly shook her head at that thought, in exasperation). Well in that case she at least got to settle with the next best thing:
"Batty!!"
Vixenpaw chirped excitedly, bounding over to her amazing mentor.
"Who are all these cats? Why does it smell weird? Where are we supposed to sit? What is this??"
Rapid fire questions shot from her mouth, likely while blocking part of the passage way, staring straight up at Batblood with curious round eyes. It was all so strange and exciting and kind of a little scary, she didn't know what to do!


[ Spotty - Hope you don't mind! I wasn't certain whether Bat would be attending, but it felt only right for Vix to go with him -- if he isn't attending that's fine ofc!! She'll just cause her mischief else where hehe ]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4893&pictureid=34919
Batblood
[oh that's fine, love myself some bat and vixen interactions]

After becoming a Keeper, he had tried to attend the gatherings more often (he hadn't actually been on a single one before his promotion), and this time he had made sure to pad at the head of the Thunderclan group as the arrived at the gathering. Sparrowstar mewed some orders Batblood made sure to take note of, and though he would always try and step in if he saw something happen (it was his job now as a Keeper) he made a mental note to escort any Thunderclanner back who decide it was a good idea to be an annoyance.

A familiar, light, cheerful voice pulled Batblood out of his thoughts and the black tom looked down to see his apprentice exictdly coming to his side. Why Vixenpaw was so darn eager to spend time with with Batblood of all cats was beyond him (he certainly had never had any particular desire to be around his mentor, or any cat for that mater for anything other than training), but as his mentor he supposed it was part of his job. Then the flashflood of questions came, and the Keeper slowly nodded to himself. So that was why she had seemed out his company, made sense.

Taking in a deep breath and rolling his shoulders back he mentally prepared himself before begging to pick off the questions one by one. "These are all the four clan gatherings. You can see Shadowclan is over there, they seemed to be the first ones to come, and they tend to smell a little rotte- ... like the marshland where they live. Riverclan has come too, you'll recognize their fishy-smell. And Windclan has just arrived too it seems, they tend to be leaner than the rest of us since they run so much." Two in one there. What was next? "Sit wherever you'd like, talk to whoever will lend an ear, gatherings are meant to strengthen the bonds between clans and share news, maybe meet friends and relatives, so who you talk to doesn't matter, just make sure not to-"

Silence. Not another word came as the Keeper fell quiet, realizing he had been about to warn Vixenpaw about talking to Shadowclanners. Why? So what if she talked to some meaner cats, it would be about time she grew out of that nativity. Yet... he didn't want her to talk to them. Maybe she was still too young...

Clearing his throat, Batblood gazed out over the gathering, not looking at the apprentice. "Any other questions?" He had intended for his voice to have that casual, somewhat detached but still mater-a-fact and no-nonsense feel to it, but as the words left him... they were less so than he had planned.

[SpiritedWarrior]

"I was looking forward to seeing a cat that I know. I passed by two RiverClanners. Believe me, it will not happen again." Fallenstep mews, and he bows his head in a sign of submission before he curses himself silently. He should have known not to walk ahead of the others - he's a Warrior for StarClan's sake! He should have not did that. But like he said, it will not happen again. He kind of hopes that he won't attend another meeting in a while, but if he wants to see his. . . friends. . . then he will have to.
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Flameheart

Listening to Fallenstep talk was like listening to an overgrown apprentice, but just this once she'll let the warrior go. As much as she wanted, however, Flameheart could not send Fallenstep back home to ThunderClan because he hasn't caused any trouble that she had seen aside from sitting right outside the Gathering and smelling of RiverClan.

"It better not. Go sit with whoever you want and behave yourself. Sparrowstar is not in the mood for any sort of trouble from our side, so I suggest if you want to stay at this Gathering and attend the next one, you listen." she lashed her tail and walked away, her eyes set on finding her mate. Luckily, she had found him sitting atop some rocks. Not a bad spot, I suppose. she hummed to herself and zig-zagged through the crowd of Clan cats to get to Sootfur.

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Sootfur followed quietly Sparrowstar and Flameheart as the leader led the clan to the Seastones. Rain drizzled on his pelt and a light, cold breeze ruffled it. All my attempts to groom myself and keep the fur in order... ruined. He forced down a snort. The real reason he was so agitated was that the last Gathering he had managed to stir up quite some trouble on his own, and that had unnerved Sparrowstar enough. Now he almost winced at the leader's cold glance that she threw him as she warned her clan to behave better this time.

Sootfur also feared that Flameheart might feel uncomfortable with him after that event, especially while she assured Sparrowstar that she would be ready to escort out any trouble maker and deal with them. But he was so thankful (and relieved) when she looked at him with kind, affectionate eyes. Then, the excused herself for a moment and walked directly through the crowd toward a cat that was slightly familiar to Sootfur.

...Fallenstep? Yes, he was a Thunderclan warrior. And by the posture and tone of Flameheart's voice, he realized he must be the reason why the warrior had been so keen to reaffirm her duties for the night. Well, at least one of the reasons. The gray tabby still feared that she might want to keep an eye on him tonight, although he had really no intention of opening his mouth in front of everyone like last time.

No. He repeated to himself. This is a chance... to repair that "mistake". Tonight I just want us to relax and chat about the leaders' announcements. Yes, that was it. They were going to enjoy the evening together, and no Shadowclan cats will ruin their time.

As the clan scattered around, Sootfur chose a spot at the edge of the beach where there wasn't too much crowd - at least, they would be able to hear well each other's voice and hopefully no one would disturb them. Although he feared that her Keeper duties might take her away again. He pushed the thought away and sat down on a flat rock, saving some space for his mate. At least they wouldn't be sitting on the wet sand.
As his eyes spotted Flameheart leaving Fallenstep with an angry glare, he waved his tail at her and signaled her to join him.

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[ SpiritedWarrior ]

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Flameheart

Sootfur seemed to be a little... distracted tonight, and that was slightly worrying the young Keeper. Could it be that he was worried about what ShadowClan would think when they saw him? Nonsense. He's no coward, of course, he'd come here to represent ThunderClan along with some of his Clanmates. Coming beside her mate and wrapping her tail around his legs to keep him warm (beings that he has shorter fur than she does), Flameheart licked his ears and jumpstarted a rumbling purr in her throat.

The pair hadn't gotten the opportunity to sit with each other last Gathering and the young classic tabby and Maine Coon had missed it more than she thought she would. Flameheart had a feeling that with how she reacted and got into that argument with Sootfur and had a near-death experience with quite a few ShadowClanners looming over them, the gray tabby had enough of a learning experience to learn that there was a time and a place for challenging a leader's orders. Gatherings were certainly not one of them.

Her green eyes gazed into his colorless orbs for a few moments, relishing her at the moment. The rain pelting against their fur and the rest of Seastones seemed to slow down, and it wasn't until she got hit on the nose with a raindrop that she remembered they were at the Gathering, not back at camp. "I've missed this. The rain doesn't help at all, but... it's peaceful regardless. The waves of the endless lake in the distance, the chattering of Clan cats exchanging pleasantries... if only every Gathering was like this."

She lowered her head slightly and leaned it against her mate's shoulder. Flameheart quite honestly couldn't remember a time when she had relaxed this much. But... after everything she's done to help ThunderClan stay afloat when Sparrowstar and Thrushfur were unable to lead ThunderClan, every bit of relaxation was worth it.

[Wingnettle]

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/bB7WmY9/sootfur2.png (https://imgbb.com/)

Sootfur's dark gray eyes followed happily the flame-colored pelt of his mate in the huge mix of cats that crowded the center of the sand clearing, letting himself escape a smile of satisfaction as she took seat beside him and surrounded his cold body with her long, feathery tail.

He breathed in her sweet scent, realizing how much he'd missed feeling it so close. It mixed a little bit with the rain's scent, but it didn't bother him. The sound of raindrops was actually relaxing, and now he felt like he could ignore the cold forever and stay here all night, if just Flameheart stayed too.

Sootfur let her head lean on his shoulder, relishing the tickling feeling of her cheek fur on his. "Yeah... I've missed it too." It had been some time since the tabby warrior hadn't been able to feel such peace inside his mind. Not even Shadowclan tonight would be able to ruin it; he was sure of that.

"You know... you did a great job at helping Thrushfur and Sparrowstar lately." He whispered in her ear with genuine pride in his voice, hoping that she had already realized how incredible she'd done. "It would be so good now if we could have some free time together. You know, we could always go somewhere and hunt together..." it had been so much time since they had last done it. And honestly, Sootfur was looking forward to find some excuse to play, too.

He looked at her beautiful green eyes, and a thought escaped his mouth before he could think of it: "Your eyes preserve the color of new-leaf even now, in leaf-bare..."

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[ SpiritedWarrior ]

[Spookez.]

Frisk She-cat 7 moons Mapple colored she-cat with slightly darker stripes on paws, and loads of scars all around her body


Frisk sneaked in from the bushes. Remembering her "Clan" Name. Twigpaw. She left her torn sweater aside, she felt freezing cold without it. Hoping no-cat thought her giant scars and ripped paws and bit off ear strange for an- What was it again? Appleentice? Apprentice? Oh yea- and im from..... Oakclan? Fishclan? No Windclan- erm- Thunderclan?

[Open]

[xavier.]

Frisk sneaked in from the bushes. Remembering her "Clan" Name. Twigpaw. She left her torn sweater aside, she felt freezing cold without it.

[Open]| Blackdawn |
| They/Them |
| A large long-furred white cat; yellow eyes |

~ Blackdawn had arrived with their clan and had taken a seat. The cat had looked around to see if their apprentice had decided to join aswell. It would be good as it was a requirement to become a warrior. Though before their eyes could find Batpaw the moment by some bushes caught the attention of the warrior. They quickly looked over to see a apprentice sized cat. Though something wasnt right. The white-furred cat stood up and approached the cat before realizing they didnt have any clan scent on them. Blackdawn stood in front of the new comer.

"Who are you?" ~

[Spookez.]

| Blackdawn |
| They/Them |
| A large long-furred white cat; yellow eyes |

~ Blackdawn had arrived with their clan and had taken a seat. The cat had looked around to see if their apprentice had decided to join aswell. It would be good as it was a requirement to become a warrior. Though before their eyes could find Batpaw the moment by some bushes caught the attention of the warrior. They quickly looked over to see a apprentice sized cat. Though something wasnt right. The white-furred cat stood up and approached the cat before realizing they didnt have any clan scent on them. Blackdawn stood in front of the new comer.

"Who are you?" ~


Frisk looked up. "Erm- Twigpaw." She said, looking them straight in the eye. She may be able to fight them off if it wen't that way. She would aim for the heart. Or the lungs. For a easy kill. But only if needed. She need to act like a wimpy Apprentice. She kept her ears down and looked shaky, like she never seen any cat besides her clan before.

[Rose]

Berryfrost
She/Her

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to stop and stare at frosted grass when one's Clan was in the midst of trekking to the Gathering. But Berryfrost could not help it! How had she never noticed how pretty frozen things looked? So now, as the speckled molly arrived very late at this Gathering, at this Gathering where she was probably going to be announced as one of WindClan's newest warriors, the damsel skidded to a sudden stop with fear.

Because of the two cats directly in her path, one of them was the rogue who'd murdered Fireflame. "What- W-What are you doing here?" The newly named warrior stammered, mismatched eyes wide with disbelief. Surely no Clan had accepted her into their fold?

[ Sp00k3z / Le Batteur ]

[xavier.]

Frisk looked up. "Erm- Twigpaw." She said, looking them straight in the eye. She may be able to fight them off if it wen't that way. She would aim for the heart. Or the lungs. For a easy kill. But only if needed. She need to act like a wimpy Apprentice. She kept her ears down and looked shaky, like she never seen any cat besides her clan before.| Blackdawn |
| They/Them |
| A large long-furred white cat; yellow eyes |

~ "Twigpaw is it? Now. Which clan are you from? Please do tell a curious soul."

Blackdawn said as they continued to stare down at this so called 'Twigpaw'. See how many lies they could squeeze out of the cat. Then a new voice joined them. Blackdawn looked over to see what smelt like a windclanner. Oh? Had the two had a run in before?~

[Willowfern]

Roosterflame had been one of the cats who entered the Seastones directly after Sparrowstar, and he’d really been intending to stick near the middle of the throng. Chat with cats from other clans. Y’know, fun stuff.
But… there was a strange cat near the back, and two cats were already suspicious. Roosterflame, curious and wanting to try to find a way to keep things quiet (Because he didn’t want to put more chaos on Sparrow’s plate.), padded over.
“Hello friends,” Roosterflame trilled, a cheerful smile on his face, he dipped his head in greeting to the WindClan warrior and the ShadowClan respectively before turning to the odd, scarred molly, “Who’s this, then?” He sniffed, “You don’t smell like a clan cat,” He observed helpfully, speaking now to the molly.

Le Batteur Rose Sp00k3z

[Spookez.]

Frisk groaned in annoyance. Almost loud enough for them to hear. Did this cat really had to show up? "Do I know you?" She said calmly to the cat, a growl almost escaping her. "Thunderclan. I moved here after my sister was killed by injuries from some battle.. I miss her." She lied, hopefully her "Sister" Would make the cat think it was Frisk who died. And she was just her sister.
Rose Le Batteur Willowfern

[SpiritedWarrior]

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Flameheart
Wingnettle Le Batteur Rose Sp00k3z

The wetness could not hold the interest that Flameheart had for Sootfur, and it seemed it was the same way for the gray tabby tom. If she didn't know any better, the young Keeper wouldn't have known that Sootfur was about to spout out a compliment, as he always did when the pair were interacting. "Thank you, Sootfur. That means a lot." she murmured thoughtfully as she looked at the darkened sky. Silverpelt was not showing tonight due to the clouds and rain, but she didn't mind it as long as the Gathering was peaceful. It had to be, right...?

"Hunting sounds amazing... maybe tomorrow morning, when the Gathering is over and we both have rested, we can hunt. Just the two of us." she purred. Hearing the unexpected compliment from her mate, Flameheart's pupils widened and she looked up to meet his gaze. "T-thank you..." oh, dear. She didn't know what to say! "Uh... you're pelt looks, um... l-like the clouds on a chilly morning. Except... it holds the warmth of green-leaf." T-that's good, right? It has to be! She was about to lick his cheek, but all she could set her attention on was a few Clan cats intercepting a stranger that she had not yet seen. Of course. If it's not the Clans, it's the fluffing outsiders! she huffed and looked at Sootfur, her tone becoming hard. "Watch my back."

She turned and padded quickly through the clowder of cats and made her way toward the commotion, her stance retaining its powerful, muscular form. The WindClanner seemed to recognize this outsider and didn't have much of a positive reaction. "This cat does not belong to ThunderClan." her voice rang loud and clear, though she fought back a snarl. A WindClanner recognizes this outsider, so they're clearly not a part of WindClan. And they're certainly not a part of ThunderClan. Too shy to be a part of ShadowClan... and they don't smell remotely of fish. Not even their breath smells fishy. But this situation sure does. "Let's try again, shall we? Which Clan are you from? Do you mean TreeClan?" She cast a glance at the warriors around the outsider, hoping they wouldn't speak out against the Clan she made up. I want to catch this cat in a lie.

[xavier.]

| Blackdawn |
| They/Them |
| A large long-furred white cat; yellow eyes |

~ Then two voices along with the scent of Thunderclan arrived. The cat turned their gaze from the molly giving the warriors who just joined a small nod as a greet of sorts. The cats attention went back to the molly who had replied with Thunderclan being her home. Blackdawn narrowed her eyes before looking back at the squirrels.

"From your clan? She claims to be."

Oh? Whats this? The thunderclanner seemed to have a plan.

"Yes. Yes. You mean Treeclan? You look more like a Treeclan member." ~

| Sp00k3z - Frisk; Rose - Berryfrost; Willowfern - Roosterflame; SpiritedWarrior - Flameheart |

[Rose]

Berryfrost
She/Her

"You- I- m-me-" The words were almost unintelligible, because Berryfrost couldn't find it in herself to scramble and make sense of whatever this outsider was saying. "You don't know me?" She blurted finally, unfortunate tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. How could someone be so cruel as to kill a Queen, and then completely forget about it?!!? Poor Fireflame, who had suffered at the merciless claws of this rogue and the other, only to be forgotten?? But... It was possible that her explanation about it being her sister made sense, except... she said she was from ThunderClan, and two ThunderClanners had denied it. The smaller-than-average molly shrunk a bit as the other cats began talking among themselves about.. TreeClan? Was she missing something? Nonetheless, she remained silently in place.

[ Sp00k3z - Frisk / Le Batteur - Blackdawn / Willowfern - Roosterflame / SpiritedWarrior - Flameheart ]

[taillow]

Dogtooth | she/her
A cinnamon tortoiseshell she cat with brown eyes, compact face, and short build
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It was days like this that Dogtooth cursed her height, a compact stubby warrior such as herself would need to fight over the heaps of mud left by the paw steps of her taller companions. Not that it made her any less of of a warrior to be her size, just mean things were different. Thats what she convinced herself at least. The cinnamon tortoishell feline high stepped her way down towards the beach, following droves of her fellow warriors onto the bleached white sand. It almost seemed to gleam in bright contrast to the rest of the clearing. A little patch of perfect sitting amongst the jagged trees that teetered overhead and threatened to swallow the clear in one hasty gulp.

Dogtooth had been out of the loop for some time now, coming out on the cusp of her own self diagnosed mental health month. The comings and goings of shadowclan politics all but a loss on her, except for the apprenticeship ceremonies of course, including her own apprentice Eggpaw. Speaking of which, it wouldve been wise to have sought him out and keep a careful eye on his first gathering. Though she refrained, perhaps she would have robbed him the fun and anxiety of his encounter with other clans.

As her eyes scanned the rows and rows of heads she was instantly drawn to that of Mirehound. Her face was marred with fresh wounds, her curiosity jumped against her chest. Making her way between clanmates in a "Trying not to step on tails or trip over paws" dance she finally made her way over and plopped gently down next to the she cat, who sat at least a head taller than she was. "Mirehound, I must say you look deadly", a compliment, even if that wasn't something she would have prided herself upon. Mirehound on the other hand was puffed up big and proud.

daenerys
// hope you dont mind if I slide in here (:




Ears perked as Mirehound glanced at the cat approaching her. Dogtooth, not a warrior she knew much of outside their name. A flash in her blue eyes and a soft smirk. A single nod was all she gave her Clanmate, knowing that her appearance must be startling what with the freshly given scare adorning her face. It was one she would wear with pride, that was for sure; they should really see the other guy. Torn up by Frostscreech, likely buried six feet under soil at the moment.

Soon after the other three Clans arrived, but the shadow warrior paid them no mind. Instead her ears perked to sounds of a commotion behind her. Scents drowned out by the rain, Mirehound turned to observe a group of Clan cats - Thunder, Wind, and even Shadow - gathered around a cat who did not appear to be of any Clan. Intrigue gleamed in her eyes and she rose silently. All she gave Dogtooth was a flick of her tail in farewell.

Quiet as a shadow the black rosetted warrior slunk over to the group, circling around and looking for an opening while they chatted away like birds. Hmph. Even the ShadowClan warrior. This was an outsider who did not belong. Despite their age... if they were dumb enough to come into a gathering and lie about who they were, they were competent enough to understand claws.

Without any warning Mirehound leapt after finding her opening, coming from the back of the cat and claws aimed to pin the stranger to the ground. If she succeeded, she would hold the younger cat down until one of the high ranks was able to deal with it. "Leave. You do not belong here, outsider." A lash of her tail was given, frustration evident in her eyes and sodden pelt from the rain.

[ Sp00k3z Le Batteur Willowfern SpiritedWarrior wren ]

[RavensCall]

Ashpaw stared at "Twigpaw". She noticed Berryfrost talking to another cat, whom seemed to make her upset. "What's going on?" she asked her friend suspiciously, taking note of the other cats
[ Sp00k3z - Frisk / Le Batteur - Blackdawn / Willowfern - Roosterflame / SpiritedWarrior - Flameheart Rose - Berryfrost]

[Willowfern]

What! This little booger said she was from ThunderClan! Roosterflame blinked, confused. Yeah, no. This kitty was no clanmate of his. Sure, he didn’t know everyone’s face, but he’d never seen this one around.
He was just about to inform the other cats of this, when Flameheart popped out of no-where and told them all that this kiddo was from TreeClan.
TreeClan? Roosterflame thought, giving Flameheart a slightly concerned glance, Oh dear. Maybe Flameheart needs a break, all the stress from being a Keeper must be really wearing her down- OH. IT’S A LIE… right. I totally knew that. We’re gonna trick her into a confession, yeah. Hehe. Fun.
“Oh yeah, you certainly seem more like a TreeClan cat than a Th-“ He was cut off from his joining in the trickery by a ShadowClanner. Roosterflame forced his ears not to go flat.
Awwh, buzzkill much? We wanted to make her admit it!

Le Batteur Rose SpiritedWarrior daenerys Sp00k3z

[Spookez.]

Frisk Squeaked a bit, trying her best not to rake her claws into this cats throught. Awh it would have been fun if she could sneak a kill on some other apprentice or something. And what the hell is Treeclan? Where there only Fishclan- Breezeclan- Thunderclan- and Forestclan? Wait no- Shadowclan? Got dammit this was hard. She tried to wriggle out the attack. "OW!! Can i just plwease stay? Im so hungry and cold and i got attacked by a badger on my way here, just this once? She said, making the saddest apprentice face she could muster.
Lovey-Dovey Ashie daenerys Willowfern SpiritedWarrior Le Batteur

[carmen]

Beastpaw
Rose

Beastpaw arrived at the gathering a few moments after Twilightstar entered, bouncing in behind his clan. Normally uninterested, today was a day more than just getting to know new folks, though, he wouldn't be opposed to a friendly conversation. Really, all he wanted was to actually have an idea of what was going on in life, but a distraction wouldn't hurt, certainly not a distraction fueled by a possible friend from another clan. The WindClan tom wasn't one to shy away from a prospective friend, no matter if he was trying to work harder on actually getting stuff down. Doing work was for bozos, if you asked him.

Skipping in, there were a few moments of uncertainty before he headed in the direction of a large RiverClan warrior, only, the sound of something odd came from a different direction. Easily distracted as he was, the 'paw was dragged towards the scene of an outsider surrounded by a fair amount of clan cats. Huh? He was going to be completely honest, as opening as a gathering was, it was no place for an outsider. It also happened that Beast didn't like outsiders, so the Mad Hatter was left staring at the ragtag group with a face mixed with disgust and confused.

Bro. What the heck. Only, voices were escalating and one of his clanmates, Berryfrost, if he recalled correctly, was crying. That certainly wouldn't do. Nah, the brown tom wasn't in the mood for crying today. "Hey there." Voice made its way through the crowd with its usual boisterous tone as the dude made his way towards her. "You alrighty? Wanna come over here?" He didn't want to snatch her away, but there was a lot of yelling going on right now, which even he, a master of chaos, found to be a lot.

"AAAAAAAA!" Shadowclan was attacking! He was going to die! Stumbling backwards as Mirehound leaped forward, he flashed his teeth only to calm down as she did not start attacking his clanmates. He didn't like ShadowClan, and he didn't like Outsiders. For now, the best option was just to get out of here. A quick lick to the chest, embarrassment nonexistent, he scuttled off. "Come on. You're Berryfrost, right?" The lad grinned at her, walking away from the group as he tried his best to ignore the blah-blah-blahing of whatever was going on.

[carmen]

Stonepaw

Stonepaw had left the clearing before Pikestar had decreed them too, though, due to his rather stubby legs, and the fact that he had to double back to grab the forgotten presents, it may have taken a bit longer than he had hoped to get here. Only, about half way through his long and treacherous trek, Gingerfrost beside him, Stonepaw turned and let the three objects clench beneath his teeth fall out. They had forgotten Fawnlight. How dare he, it wasn't okay. It wasn't nice, it was mean. Fawnlight was awesome, cooler than GIngerfrost, if you'd excuse the opinion. They had just left her behind. In his excitement to escape to the other clans, he had forgotten the only one who really mattered here. His friend.

The rest of the walk was in glum silence, head drooped low, feathers and leaf clenched in his maw as he stumbled onwards. Reflecting on himself, his own little idea of selfishness. Antlerdad would be disappointed, but not nearly as sad as Stone was himself. Apologies wouldn't cut it. He'd prove to her that he shouldn't have left her behind. Guilt ate away at his stomach, a feeling he hadn't felt before. Instead, he just walked forward, step after step. Waiting for the sight of the Seastones to arrive out of the dark. The moonlit trees showed off a world that normally would have been fascinating, though now it wasn't half as fun. Fawnlight wasn't here watching it with him.

"We left her behind." He turned to Gingerfrost as the sounds of other cats released his ears. He just couldn't give up the feeling. "I want to wait- oh!" The old guy had took off before him, and the grey tom had to run up. Though, to be fair, his voice had been a wee bit quieter than it should have been. Predicament left unresolved, yet not forgotten, Stonepaw stared at the crew ahead of her. The scents surrounding him. Woah. Following the deputy down to the other medicine cats, he tried not to shake at the realization that these scary guys were ShadowClan. Gingerfrost was here, and he'd be hiding within the warriors fur, but what he really wanted was his dad, or FawnCat. Stripeycat would be good too.

"Hi." He muttered the words over his three assorted objects before perking up his ears and dropping them, slightly more excited now. "I, um, my name is Stonepaw." He shoved a small white pebble towards Elmshadow and a second towards Ivysnake. "I brought you guys some stuff." He looked up at Gingerfrost and smiled. "Um, you're Elmshadow, and you're Ivysheep?" He pointed at each cat, repeated the names told to him by Beastflame barely a few days ago. Ah! This would be so much easier if he had someone else with him. These guys were big and scary, and he didn't like it.

Sounds of a scuffle had his head turning and his body pressing further into Gingerfrost. So many cats, so many noises, no one he knew. And he didn't even know if they liked his gifts yet.

Ravensong
TheNyanCatMinecart
Estelle

[Wingnettle]

sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 107/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyesSagepaw plopped down next to the soggy cat enthusiastically, flicking his head to shake some drops of rain off his whiskers. So kind of her to invite him to sit! With a secondary flick, he turned to observe the fish...wait! That was Mintpaw! A grin broke out across his face (or was he already smiling?) It had been difficult to recognize her in the rain, and with all the moons gone past...well, it hadn't been that long ago! He idly wondered if the weather was worth strolling the beach for.

The tom laughed as Mintpaw looked down from the sky. "How's it been? ShadowClan has been...normal. I got reassigned a mentor! Again! Heh. What about RiverClan? Well, actually I think Pikestar will say all that," Sagepaw rambled. He looked away from Mintpaw at all the other cats again, wondering what they were all doing as well. Wingnettle // omg, I had no idea that sage had been previously rped with mint, so much makes sense now! the past rps were so cute to read eek

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Mintpaw (she/her)
Riverclan
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/fpzh8gK/Mintpaw.png (https://imgbb.com/)

Mintpaw noticed the apprentice's confused gaze flickering over her for a moment, then clearing out like a cloud leaving its place to the sun to light the memory.
As he took a set beside her, she greeted him with a simple flick of ears and listened calmly to the chattering young tom.

Reassigned? That reminded her of her first mentor, Fawnleap, who had never brought her out even to take a look at their territory. Luckily, she had Slatestripe now. She was sure he would never leave her. He was family now.

She was going to reply when Sagepaw took word again, so that she didn't need to reply anymore. Mintpaw turned to look at the leaders. Both Pikestar and Dawnstar didn't seem in a good mood, but luckily things in Riverclan were good for now.
She turned her gaze to the neverending stretch of water. So many ripples where the water drops hit the water surface... It was truly beautiful.

She shivered for a moment as a sudden cold breeze hit her and almost made her lost her balance. "Uh, so cold tonight.." She commented with one eyes closed against the rain.

[Wingnettle]

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Flameheart
Wingnettle Le Batteur Rose Sp00k3z

The wetness could not hold the interest that Flameheart had for Sootfur, and it seemed it was the same way for the gray tabby tom. If she didn't know any better, the young Keeper wouldn't have known that Sootfur was about to spout out a compliment, as he always did when the pair were interacting. "Thank you, Sootfur. That means a lot." she murmured thoughtfully as she looked at the darkened sky. Silverpelt was not showing tonight due to the clouds and rain, but she didn't mind it as long as the Gathering was peaceful. It had to be, right...?

"Hunting sounds amazing... maybe tomorrow morning, when the Gathering is over and we both have rested, we can hunt. Just the two of us." she purred. Hearing the unexpected compliment from her mate, Flameheart's pupils widened and she looked up to meet his gaze. "T-thank you..." oh, dear. She didn't know what to say! "Uh... you're pelt looks, um... l-like the clouds on a chilly morning. Except... it holds the warmth of green-leaf." T-that's good, right? It has to be! She was about to lick his cheek, but all she could set her attention on was a few Clan cats intercepting a stranger that she had not yet seen. Of course. If it's not the Clans, it's the fluffing outsiders! she huffed and looked at Sootfur, her tone becoming hard. "Watch my back."

She turned and padded quickly through the clowder of cats and made her way toward the commotion, her stance retaining its powerful, muscular form. The WindClanner seemed to recognize this outsider and didn't have much of a positive reaction. "This cat does not belong to ThunderClan." her voice rang loud and clear, though she fought back a snarl. A WindClanner recognizes this outsider, so they're clearly not a part of WindClan. And they're certainly not a part of ThunderClan. Too shy to be a part of ShadowClan... and they don't smell remotely of fish. Not even their breath smells fishy. But this situation sure does. "Let's try again, shall we? Which Clan are you from? Do you mean TreeClan?" She cast a glance at the warriors around the outsider, hoping they wouldn't speak out against the Clan she made up. I want to catch this cat in a lie.


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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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It always warmed his heart when Flameheart appreciated his compliments, for they were genuinely true and he wanted her to always remember how special she was. His gaze flickered to the sky, matching his mate's as she stared at the bothering weather with concern in her eyes. She was starting to get really soaked, and he couldn't help but chuckle a little bit as he realized how wet she looked with her long fur weighing down. He couldn't help but remembering that time, when he'd suggested Flamefish as her warrior name...

Flameheart looked a little taken aback by his last words. Had he said something wrong? She tried to reply but ended up stuttering, which made the situation even funnier. He grinned with pleasure and let out a genuine, soft laugh as she pointed out how much he looked like a gray sky, especially because they were right under one in that moment. "Ahahah, yes... thank you." He touched his nose to her cheek, letting her know that he really appreciated every one of her words. Every one of her efforts.

Unfortunately, just at that moment her gaze was distracted by something else. Oh, please, what now...
Following her gaze, he noticed an odd-looking cat surrounded by various clan cats, all suspicious-looking. Flameheart went immediately on guard and asked him to cover her. Oh, great. He sighed heavily and got to his paws, his mate's warm tail leaving his side and exposing it to the cold rain again.

"I'm here." He replied to let her know, and walked half behind - half beside her. He was curious to see - and hear - what this intruder had to say about this much undesired interruption. He stayed silent as his mate along with other warriors reprimanded the odd cat, not forgetting to throw him an hostile, annoyed glance.

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[ Scallywagz ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Stormpaw sighed as the rain kept faling the annoyance filled him deeply

[meanwhile]

Peachpaw and CInderpaw are enjoying the rain

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Ashclaw watched the gathering

Littlepaw bounced around excited her first gather

[ compare littlepaw to scalepaw]

Scalepaw groaned as a little growl escaped him*rain rain can it get worse! appearantly it can oh just wonderful THANK YOU STARCLAN!!!! FOR MAKING MY LIFE HARD TO UNDERSTAND!!!* he thought wanting to lash the words out loudly but instead kept it inside of him

[open someone lease call him down before he goes probably on a rampage about starclan X{ ]

[Undertaker]

One by one, the clans and their leaders arrived, the leader of the guppies seemed to be in an extra foul mood today. She wonders who put thorns in his bedding. He was not hiding his reluctance in being here in the slightest. The bunnies were next, their leader looked like the slight breeze would blow her away. It was a shock to see that Twilightstar managed to remain on the stone with all the shaking she was doing. Of course, the rodents were the last to arrive, and Sparrowstar ended up with a seat near Twiightstar for this meeting. Dawnstar watched the two other she-cats with a touch of curiosity in her eyes before her attention was stolen away.

There was a commotion coming from below, the Shadow Queen watched as multiple cats from different clans came to surround one stranger. A lying stranger, Dawnstar didn't get why the cat was still alive after being caught lying and being told to leave. As Mirehound took it upon herself to attack the she-cat, pinning the outsider, Dawnstar sighed. It's been a while since an outsider had the audacity to show their face in a gathering.

The massive she-cat stood and gradually leap off the seastones, quietly making her way over to the group of cats. She didn't know what sort of gag ThunderClan had going on, but it seemed to her that Mirehound was the cat who acted appropriately with a strange outsider, trespassing at a clan gathering. "Mirehound, let her up." Dawnstar huffed, rolling her broad shoulders while ignoring the rest of the mousebrains who were acting like this was some sort of joke.

"You," The monstrous-sized she-cat growled eyeing the outsider like she was a tick that needed to be removed from her pelt. "Run now or I'm going to kill you and toss your body into the sea to feed the fish, I will not repeat myself" Dawnstar told the outsider in a bored tone. The imposing Queen was granting this nobody quite the mercy since Mirehound had already told her to leave and she continue to remain, rambling while she was at it, Dawnstar had every right to just straight up end the outsider.
daenerys Le Batteur Willowfern SpiritedWarrior Rose
Scallywagz [if the outsider's not gone in your next post Dawn will end up killing her for trespassing at a gathering.]

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**
Medicine Cat of Shadowclan
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The dark tom's eyes shifted nearly imperceptibly towards Ivysnake as she joined him in the usual medicine cat meeting place, giving a small dip of his head in acknowledgement. She apologized for her tardiness but it didn't feel a concern to Elmshadow. His view had begun to shift on that matter; as a warrior he'd valued punctuality, especially at a gathering where all of the other clans would be looking on, and he found he still held some regard to that for leaders and deputies, but medicine cats often had other more pressing duties than exchanging information. He still found it rather tactless for any cat to be habitually late or to not show up at all, barring certain circumstances, but Ivysnake drifting slightly behind himself was of no concern so long as she'd be using her time wisely otherwise.

Riverclan was already present and he watched idly as Windclan then finally Thunderclan moved out onto the beach. Still he and Ivysnake remained the only medicine cats present. Quite honestly, he would be happy enough if it remained that way. The other medicine cats tended to seek a certain friendliness that Elmshadow had no interest in but didn't generally talk enough to give him anything useful to bring back to Shadowclan, so the idea of watching the gathering with only himself and Ivysnake felt like a fine enough outcome. No sooner had he formed the thought than Gingerfrost walked up to them. He shifted his paws to turn to face the Riverclan deputy. It was off for a deputy to join them as their usual place was beneath the leaders. Then he noticed the kit behind him and his green eyes blazed. What is going on here? Before he could confront the two, the slate-colored kit spoke up. Stonepaw, so a new apprentice. His eyes followed the stone as Stonepaw slid it closer to him, saying something about having brought them some things. The questions only mounted. What is the deputy doing bringing a new apprentice up to the medicine cats? His thoughts faltered for a moment as he heard 'Ivysheep'. He glanced at the medicine cat apprentice before looking back to the young apprentice then up to Gingerfrost, ignoring Stonepaw's gifts and greeting, "What is this?Why are you bringing an apprentice to us and not Fawnlight?"

His attention was momentarily distracted as the cats in the gathering began to stifle their conversations and the focus was pointed in the direction of an outsider. Elmshadow's hackles prickled but Mirehound leapt for the trespasser and Dawnstar had removed herself from her throne to address the situation so Elmshadow turned back to his inquiries over the strange actions of Gingerfrost and the young apprentice.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

THornclaw turned his head to the commotion, seeing dawnstar in front of a cat thornclaw got up" excuse me ashclaw" he said quietly as he made his over but kept a distance from it, his eyes shifting from dawnstar to frisk*what have you done loner! what ave you done!* he thought as he stopped moving and watched the cats, the brown tom went over to mirehound"Mirehound where did this rogue come from" he asked flicking his brown bushy tail
daenerys

[elaif]

~Haven'gaze ~

He took in the ludicrous scene, expression only conveying judgemental pity.
What was this dunce trying to achieve? Was it death she was searching for? If so, she was about to be given her reward. Haven'gaze couldn't help bit feel sympathy for the loner. She had no idea what she had gotten herself into, and now her mistake would cost her life.
Sure she was told off on multiple occasions, and not to mention had lied about being a clan cat, but death seemed like a heavy toll compared to more heinous actions committed by others.
He heard Dawn'star approach, of course it was her to deal with this situation.. This confirmed his worries of certain death. Not unless the loner left.
Please, leave. Just leave.
At this point he felt desperate to stop the needless blood shed, so in one last attempt at swaying the other feline, he got to his paws he turned to the intrusive molly, " This isn't worth your life... Just go home." He willed the loner solemnly. But deep down he knew it was to late. And her fate was clearer than ever.
Haven'gaze sat back, fur tingling across his spine. However much he wanted to help it was futile now. Gaze burning with indignation, all he could do was advert his eyes and wait for the tyrant Dawn'star to deal the final blow.

// Scallywagz \\
(Just my dudes attempt at giving a final warning, poor poor frisk :sob: )

[Pitou]

**Cougarivy**
Enforcer Commander of Shadowclan

Finding interest at gatherings tended to be easy enough. So many conversations and so many frog-brained warriors and apprentices, then of course the real interesting gatherings held some sort of defector or hothead or even an outsider. But this one was proving to be a frog-brain so far. She cocked her head as the Riverclan deputy walked over and she wondered briefly if he was going to say something to her for where she sat. But the real intrigue came when the tiny grey cat following him spoke up, greeting first Elmshadow then 'Ivysheep'. Cougarivy unsuccessfully attempted to stifle to giggle then turned to watch Ivysnake as she awaited her reaction to the likely unintentional misnaming. She didn't know the medicine cat apprentice to take such insults well though she also wasn't a totally unreasonable hot head like some others. Regardless, Cougarivy couldn't wait to see the she-cat's reaction to such a blunder by the young newcomer.

Cougarivy was so consumed in what was happening in front of her, she was deaf to the commotion starting out among the other cats until Dawnstar moved from her perch and moved easily through the gathered crowd. The small she-cat sat up, perking her ears to see over the other cats' heads as her blue eyes traced Dawnstar's path. Mirehound was pinning a strange outsider until Dawnstar called her off and warned the outsider to leave. A shiver ran up Cougarivy's spine, leaving a smile over her lips. Oh, it just keeps getting better! She kept her excitement tampered though as she didn't figure it'd go much further. Dawnstar was an intimidating presence, enough that even an outsider would have to be completely brain dead to ignore her orders.

[bite]

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Mintpaw (she/her)
Riverclan
White fur with shades of grey and blue eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/fpzh8gK/Mintpaw.png (https://imgbb.com/)

Mintpaw noticed the apprentice's confused gaze flickering over her for a moment, then clearing out like a cloud leaving its place to the sun to light the memory.
As he took a set beside her, she greeted him with a simple flick of ears and listened calmly to the chattering young tom.

Reassigned? That reminded her of her first mentor, Fawnleap, who had never brought her out even to take a look at their territory. Luckily, she had Slatestripe now. She was sure he would never leave her. He was family now.

She was going to reply when Sagepaw took word again, so that she didn't need to reply anymore. Mintpaw turned to look at the leaders. Both Pikestar and Dawnstar didn't seem in a good mood, but luckily things in Riverclan were good for now.
She turned her gaze to the neverending stretch of water. So many ripples where the water drops hit the water surface... It was truly beautiful.

She shivered for a moment as a sudden cold breeze hit her and almost made her lost her balance. "Uh, so cold tonight.." She commented with one eyes closed against the rain.

sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 113/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyesSit still? Never. Sagepaw was looking everywhere, but his eyes were drawn back to Mintpaw as she nearly toppled over. He laughed for a bit before playfully flicking the she-cat with his tail. "It really is, huh? I'd offer you my tail, but, uh, it's not gonna do much. Do you think the leaders will draw this out for long?" He asked curiously. Maybe Mintpaw would know; she knew Pikestar better. That, and Sagepaw had a suspicion the fish was smarter than he was. Well, no. Not smarter, per se, just better at deducing things. Maybe. The cat's green eyes drifted over to the sight of Dawnstar (huh?), another cat, and a cluster of more cats. Uh, okay? Strange, but that was just Dawnstar being her usual Shadow queen self. Best not to question anything. He looked back to Mintpaw, grinning once again. "Personally, I'd just call off the meetings if it were this cold. 'Cept for the fact that StarClan would be upset or something like that," he added, nodding to emphasize his point.

[wolfie]

Stars above, strike him where he stood because the gentle giant could not fathom anything that brought more dread than this particular gathering. With the events of the Starcave still fresh on his minds, Cowtuft had debated staying home. Surely, it was understandable. How could he not wither into fragments with the stares he was sure to receive? He hadn't even spoken to Sundust, unsure of what the medicine cat's reaction would have been.

Nonetheless, here he was, standing in the entrance while rain pelted down onto his fluffy fur. His long and feathery pelt kept him with what warmth it could contain, in contrast to both Twilightstar and Fallownose who appeared to be suffering in the elements. Moreso Twilightstar and the medicine cat felt apologetic there was no way he could quite help. There was something positive to the shadows that lurked beneath Cowtuft's paws - he had Fawnlight. A molly with a beaming kindness that he felt grateful for. She could make this gathering a bit better, and knowing she was sure to be here (why would she not?) had given him the strength he needed to come here.

.. Unfortunately, Cowtuft had arrived just in the nick of time to see the chaos erupt. He couldn't quite make a lick of sense what was going on - he never was able to - but he had no doubt it would turn... ah, he casted a glance towards the twinkling sky. He pleaded with his ancestors for a brief moment to encourage this outsider to simply flee - not painting the Gathering with their crimson blood.

He ducked behind the scenes, making his way to the gathered medicine cats. Floppy ears were beginning to become soak and he gave a quick shake of his pelt before actually approaching them.

His pink nose twitched, not really able to make out any proper scents. There.. was someone with a smaller cat by their side who, who seemed to be talking? ... He.... he didn't hear Fawnlight's voice.

His eyebrows furrowed together, feeling aniexty beginning to kickstart in his heart like a roaring engine. (All these faces and he couldn't put a name to them, what was going on?) Swallowing his worries, Cowtuft took a seat slightly away from the medicine cats, still with a smile on his face - but it seemed less bright than usual.
[ TheNyanCatMinecart Ravensong carmen Estelle ]

[Abyssopelagic]

Lilyantler was one of the last cats from WindClan to arrive at the Gathering. He'd been hoping Moorpaw would come along with him, but her discomfort with water got the better of her and she opted to stay home, in the warm, dry dens.
He was disappointed he'd be alone, but he understood her preference, even if she wasn't a severe hydrophobic. He didn't exactly want her getting sick so soon after being given back by StarClan.
The first thing he noticed as he went to fi d somewhere to sit was a stupid, sinking rogue thinking they could just waltz in like they owned the place. Just one Gathering he'd like for there to be no drama. Please. Seriously. There hadn't been a drama free Gathering in..... 4 moons? 6?
They were all starting to blur together and he was becoming a bit tired if it, frankly.
Oh well, at least Dawnstar was always more than happy to make the interlopers disappear, even if in a normal day he'd wish for the molly to drop dead.

[Estelle]

Cougarpaw spotted the closest cat he had to imediate family at the gathering and padded over to her. "hey." He said.
[ no need to reply :heartbounce: ]


A soft smile drew on the melancholic molly's face, seeing her former apprentice's son approach her. She greeted him with a soft smile and a light wave of her tail, scooting aside to make some space for him should he like to sit with her. But it seemed he had found other occupations, and watched with a gentle smile as he went to speak with a fellow apprentice, glad to see him meet some new felines.

[Estelle]

(Naturally, the opinion was accepted). Gingerfrost hadn't been entirely oblivious to Stonepaw's sudden drop in excitement, looking more gloomy than he had when the young deputy previously found him walking alone, though, he presumed it was more because of nerves than anything else. After all, Stonepaw was still very young - barely six moons, and all the clans together could be an imposing sight, especially when you were singled out the way medicine cats were towards the base of the stone. He didn't blame the kit, and not knowing how to handle it, simply kept on walking beside him. It wasn't until he heard a soft murmur - 'We left her behind' - nearly drowned out by all the surrounding sounds and the heavy rain - that it occurred to the lethargic tom, Stonepaw may be upset not because he was nervous, but because he missed someone. His first guess would have been Antlerstreak, yet the warrior was likely here and, far as he knew, didn't usually go by 'her'. With his siblings unable to join and no mother in sight (again, as far as he knew), Gingerfrost had to go off of the assumption Stonepaw was speaking of Fawnlight. Which made sense. It would have made more sense for her to accompany the young apprentice, but admittedly Gingerfrost hadn't been certain whether her paws would allow her that in the first place - he didn't blame her one bit for it, naturally. It only meant that when he saw Stonepaw alone, he took it upon himself to accompany the new medicine cat instead, something he'd thought of before in the aforementioned event. Though it appeared to have caused the child some grief, and frankly Gingerfrost hardly knew what to say.

"She might've been sleeping; she might still join us later."
After some brief hesitation, the RiverClan deputy leaned down to quietly mutter that to only the apprentice, out of earshot from any other as it was before they quite reached the ShadowClanners. After his quiet statement, he gave Stonepaw a last look, just before stepping onto the stone the medicine cats usually sat upon.

It was a horrible spot, really. Cold and in a perfect position to receive the rain. Gingerfrost wasn't a fan, but he wouldn't complain. He was just here to keep an eye on Stonepaw, who had apparently decided to use him as some sort of blanket, or.. Shield? He wasn't certain, but he most definitely didn't expect for the apprentice to lean in this close.
But Stonepaw took care of introductions and offered his little presents, during which Gingerfrost set down the two elements he'd been carrying for him, pushing them back to Stonepaw with a ginger paw.
"..Ivysnake."
He corrected with a quiet voice. Heh. Ivysheep. She'd probably not like that name, but it had its irony.

It wasn't much of a surprise when Elmshadow decided to be an ass and ignore Stonepaw's presents, as well as question why he was here, with a rather scornful tone if he'd have to think anything. And at first Gingerfrost only looked at him with a blank stare. Frankly, you'd think they'd be able to figure it out themselves, but apparently not.
"Fawnlight is priorly occupied. I'm only here to ensure he doesn't get lost."
Or traumatised, or hurt, or killed.
Naturally, he was now expecting the ShadowClan wanna-know to question what could be so important that Fawnlight couldn't accompany Stonepaw - or why he couldn't just drop the kid off here, and take his place up there. Which Gingerfrost, of course, intended to blatantly ignore. If they wanted a reason for why the former medicine cat wasn't here, then they could suppose that she was more occupied healing someone gravely injured; that wasn't quite the case, but the deputy wasn't about to spill on her injury. Whether that was to be made public solely depended on Pikestar. Furthermore, Gingerfrost's bodyguard duty extended to keeping Stonepaw safe - which is why he didn't just dump the kit here, with only ShadowClan, when the gathering had grown infamous for causing trouble. Gingerfrost would remain unbothered regardless of Elmshadow's opinions.

And it turned out that this affinity for trouble that the gathering had, once again, proved to be true. His head turned and a light frown formed on his brow as several cats stepped in to intercept a trespassing rogue who, quite foolishly, dared attack the ShadowClan leader. ...Without a doubt, this was unlikely to end prettily. And clearly and understandably, Stonepaw seemed to be uncomfortable with it as well, seen the way the young child was practically glued to his side now. Silently observing the situation, a tabby tail came to loosely rest around the potentially frightened apprentice, itching upwards to cover his eyes should blood be spilled at this gathering. For this time, he didn't mind Stonepaw sticking as close as he did.

Whilst this situation unfolded, movement was caught from the corner of the tabby's green eyes. He didn't need to second guess when he saw the shape of what was likely WindClan's medicine cat, Cowpaw, who appeared a bit... Tense himself. He quietly glanced the feline's way, giving him a small yet polite nod of greeting before returning his attention to Stonepaw and the on-going scuffle. If only they could have at least one peaceful gathering.

[ carmen Ravensong x ghostie TheNyanCatMinecart - Posted with Nyan's go ahead :heartbounce: ]

[Estelle]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=4893&pictureid=34919
Batblood
[oh that's fine, love myself some bat and vixen interactions]

After becoming a Keeper, he had tried to attend the gatherings more often (he hadn't actually been on a single one before his promotion), and this time he had made sure to pad at the head of the Thunderclan group as the arrived at the gathering. Sparrowstar mewed some orders Batblood made sure to take note of, and though he would always try and step in if he saw something happen (it was his job now as a Keeper) he made a mental note to escort any Thunderclanner back who decide it was a good idea to be an annoyance.

A familiar, light, cheerful voice pulled Batblood out of his thoughts and the black tom looked down to see his apprentice exictdly coming to his side. Why Vixenpaw was so darn eager to spend time with with Batblood of all cats was beyond him (he certainly had never had any particular desire to be around his mentor, or any cat for that mater for anything other than training), but as his mentor he supposed it was part of his job. Then the flashflood of questions came, and the Keeper slowly nodded to himself. So that was why she had seemed out his company, made sense.

Taking in a deep breath and rolling his shoulders back he mentally prepared himself before begging to pick off the questions one by one. "These are all the four clan gatherings. You can see Shadowclan is over there, they seemed to be the first ones to come, and they tend to smell a little rotte- ... like the marshland where they live. Riverclan has come too, you'll recognize their fishy-smell. And Windclan has just arrived too it seems, they tend to be leaner than the rest of us since they run so much." Two in one there. What was next? "Sit wherever you'd like, talk to whoever will lend an ear, gatherings are meant to strengthen the bonds between clans and share news, maybe meet friends and relatives, so who you talk to doesn't matter, just make sure not to-"

Silence. Not another word came as the Keeper fell quiet, realizing he had been about to warn Vixenpaw about talking to Shadowclanners. Why? So what if she talked to some meaner cats, it would be about time she grew out of that nativity. Yet... he didn't want her to talk to them. Maybe she was still too young...

Clearing his throat, Batblood gazed out over the gathering, not looking at the apprentice. "Any other questions?" He had intended for his voice to have that casual, somewhat detached but still mater-a-fact and no-nonsense feel to it, but as the words left him... they were less so than he had planned.


Silently Vixenpaw stared up at the dark warrior, eyes large and facial expression unchanging (for once). She was just staring, motionlessly, as she listened intently to his explanation and wow! ShadowClan, RiverClan, WindClan?? THERE WERE OTHER CLANS???? Is that why it smelled so bad? Batty did just say ShadowClan smelled rotten - it must be! They should clean themselves then, silly sillies. They were assaulting her nose because they didn't wash themselves! Kind of impolite if you asked her, but fiiiiiine, she wouldn't complain... Yet. She would be nice and polite and nice. They stunk bad but she wouldn't say a word. No sir!! Because she was nice. Like Batty (even if he said ShadowClan smells rotten, he didn't say that about the other two clans when really they all smelled the same stinky way)! Hm,, she would like to be as fast as the wind cats though, if Batty was right about how fast they were - which he of course was, he's a big cat. That way, she could be so fast, and find Turtykit and mamaflower even faster! Vixenpaw grinned at the thought, beginning to zone out at the thought off flying across the forest, faster than sound (because light was actually pretty slow if you asked her. She timed it once!).

It wasn't until Batty stopped talking that the apprentice snapped out of her daydreaming, giving a light shake of her head. Batty was making a silly face! How peculiar, usually he looked all grumpy but the fluffy apprentice just tilted her head curiously at the sight. Any more questions, he eventually posed? Hmm... She lowered her head in deep thought, pressing her lips together to form a duck face.
"Can I sit with you?!"
Was finally her question, deciding not to comment on how icky everything smelled again (not everyone could have good hygiene apparently, it wasn't their fault). She smiled brightly again at the dark furred keeper, impatiently awaiting his reply (...It was nicer sitting with someone she knew anyway. All the other cats looked a little scary).

That is until some commotion off to the right caught her attention - and the big scary looking cat even came down from the large stones!
"Batty, what's happening?"
She asked, mouth agape at the sudden, busy sight that frankly looked a little uncomfy. She couldn't imagine anyone liking that, and yet they were all crowding together and yelling!
"Batty?"
She repeated, seeking an answer - and perhaps, unbeknownst to herself comfort - fast. The thing was busy and confusing and Vixenpaw didn't like it very much. They all seemed ick! Still she mostly kept a curious and baffled expression over a frightened one.

[taillow]

Pitiful meows from the stranger who did not belong went ignored by Mirehound as she dug her claws into the cat, effectively pinning them to the ground. Her icy stare swept over those before her, recognizing one cat in particular who stood out. Wasn't that the uppity ThunderClan warrior who thought because she was a special rank in her Clan it made her able to make leader-like decisions. To her, Mirehound curled her lip in a half smirk, daring her to say anything. Perhaps the cat behind her, the one she recognized as the commotion at the last gathering, would have something to say. Whatever it was, the shadow warrior was certain it was not worth listening to.

The older WindClan smelling apprentice who stumbled back at the sight of her earned a look, though she simply lifted her chin up at him; if they were going to get their fur in a bunch seeing how an outsider was suppose to be dealt with why were they even training to get their warrior name? The life of a warrior was to fight and persevere; now cower helplessly.

Soon enough Dawnstar leapt off the Seastones and strode over, to which Mirehound dipped her head and lifted her claws off the cat to allow them up. She stayed silently behind them, waiting for their sure attempt to run or do something mouse-brained. Her claws were still out, icy blue gaze watching with a fierce intensity. The blabber of the other Clan cats, specifically the two ThunderClan warriors who thought this was a game, was soundless as she awaited the outsiders fate to be decided.

Ear flicking as Thornclaw approached her, the shadow warrior didn't remove her gaze. "Not from any Clan, that's for certain." A clear jab at those who had been toying around the idea of chatting it up with this outsider versus driving them out like they were all trained to do. Young or not, she had seen cats just a little older than this one slice their claws just as easily through fur and flesh. The fact that so many of the Clans warriors gathered here tonight brushed this off infuriated her. Perhaps they had never experienced an outsider ripping them apart on their own territory before.

Still she sat, analyzing eyes taking in and observing every bit of the scene. She would remain silent to pave way for Dawnstar, but kept her muscles ready and tense incase called upon.

[ SpiritedWarrior - i'm not sure when you plan on getting your post out, but since mire's reaction won't really change no matter the reaction of the other cats; that's why i'm uploading now. Wingnettle Scallywagz ~*Hope*~ Undertaker - just realized i forgot to mention you skfhdkshs ]

[Karlos]

– owlbranch ;
; he / him

--stalking into the clearing behind the rest of the thunderclan cats, owlbranch subconsciously tucked his tail, ears pressing back into his crown as he slouched. generally, the marble-tabby tom wanted to make himself seem as small as possible, swamp-hued eyes anxiously darting from one cat to another. all the scents, all the mixed clans, all the eyes made him incredibly anxious.

in an attempt to perk himself up, owlbranch relaxed his darker-ginger tail, sighing as similarly coloured paws hit the sand. he took a spot towards the back of those who were gathered, simply trying to diguise himself amongst the rest of his gathered clanmates. it seemed that the meeting was yet to properly start, from what he could make out at the back of the crowd.

open
– #3

[Spookez.]

Frisk growled and looked up at all these cats. A bunch of babies cant deal with someone passing through? She scoffed, then turned her gaze to the warrior she´d seen before. ¨[B]You. I men´t to kill you first here, since brokenclaw didn´t finish the job. But, i felt bad for you. Seeing your so young. Ill let you live the next time i see you.¨ She said kindly. Oh- now the cat that pounced on her? Just hope she stays in her little den for the next moon or so. Now she turned to the forest. There was no way she was going to any hell or darkforest or starclan without her sweater. She planned to go to the twolegs to have some of her scars fixed, a new sweater, and groomed fur. Then get back to killing cats. She ran the heck outa there.

[i have better plans for her, so she lives...............for now] Undertaker
daenerys Rose [Idk if anyone else is rping now]

[wendigo]

Lynxyowl
Beige she-cat w/ green eyes

SilentleapBrown manx trans w/ green eyes

Lynxyowl shuffled her paws. She wondered when the gathering was going to start, while Silentleap drew things in the sand.
Lynxyowl tried to interpret what he was drawing, but it was impossible as Silentleap was horrible at drawing.

[MockingRabbit]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5453&pictureid=36960

WIllowlight looked up to see the leader with the others she turned her head to face froststorm,"i'm doing good how are you?" she asked

"I am good," Froststorm replied over the rain. It was getting in his eyes again, and when he blinked it away he found that he was staring at probably the most beautiful cat in the clans. He tried to stop, but he couldn't. Come on! If you are forking to be deputy, this is not the right way to go about it! That worked, but only just. "You got any hobbies?" The grey-and-brown tom asked.

[fishy]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesApproval for whatever Sparrowstar had just said. Yes. No more annoying outbursts. Yet again, he was here. Why did Alderstep keep complaining when it was probably his fault he was there anyways? Eh. Not the time for thinking. The tom plopped down on the wet sand, hating how it felt. Why did the meetings have to be here? And why was it raining again, for the second cursed time in a row?? (( v. open ))

"Hello!" A small looking cat approached the tom, her pelt was as silver as ice in the night. "Im Ice'Paw!" She said with a smile. "Whats your name?"

[Eaglet]

Thrushfur
The feathery tom moved in the direction of the Seastones. He moved closer to the gathering, where he could already hear other clan members mumbling, in step with his clanmates. His blue eyes reflected the sky, and when the dark gray overhanging clouds slowly swam over them, his ears twitched. The raindrops' immense elemental power spread among them as they sprinkled. Landing, meshing, and drooping down the tips of his feathery pelt. Compared to the previous gathering, the rain wasn't as bad, but the ground was still a little mushy. His paws continued to lag behind Sparrowstars' pelt as they followed it intently. His tan paws delved through the soil. A heavy heart and the weight of the rain pulled him down to the ground. His aura was permeated with lethargy. He lacked the stamina to open his eyes. Or act joyful. He looked gloomy, which increased the amount of moisture on his face. Causing water droplets to stray and run in narrow streams down his muzzle. He could not continue. The gathering served as a space to mingle and maintain harmony. Yet it seemed so far away. The scene in front of him was hazy. He took a big breath and threw himself into the gathering. Encouraging himself to keep going despite the resistance from his legs. He moved into the clearing while flicking his thinly shorn tail, which had been stripped by the rain. Maintaining his posture as he moved forward. The alignment of his eyelids gave him a drowsy appearance. Hurriedly throwing himself up the boulder to get to his position. Finding Fallownose seated already. Then discovered that Gingerfrost was pulling a smaller gray cat. He turned his head indifferently to look into the clearing. Though the rain had already permeated his fur, it was still pleasant to be cuddled in it. He looked out at other cats present at the gathering while extending his sight. There were a few groups of apprentices, frequently discussing pairs of cats. Every cat in this place struggled with something. The remaining growl of hunger drained from him as he licked any detritus out of his nostrils. His ears cocked upwards, waiting for the gathering to proceed.

[ NinjaBloss, Estelle ]

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesGreat StarClan. The consequences of his actions materialized in front of him in the form of a silvery kit. Alderstep tensed up (or was he already, but now only just realizing it?) and fixed the apprentice with a glare. Except Alderstep was tired, so his glare was more of a dead stare than something threatening. "Tree," he replied sarcastically, glancing over as Thrushfur took his spot among the other deputies and leaders. Great cats, the deputy looked tired. What was up with him? Alderstep shook his head and returned his dead stare to Frozenpaw or whatever her name was. Pluto! // my bad, icepaw has had the poor luck of meeting alder lolll

[fishy]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesGreat StarClan. The consequences of his actions materialized in front of him in the form of a silvery kit. Alderstep tensed up (or was he already, but now only just realizing it?) and fixed the apprentice with a glare. Except Alderstep was tired, so his glare was more of a dead stare than something threatening. "Tree," he replied sarcastically, glancing over as Thrushfur took his spot among the other deputies and leaders. Great cats, the deputy looked tired. What was up with him? Alderstep shook his head and returned his dead stare to Frozenpaw or whatever her name was. Pluto! // my bad, icepaw has had the poor luck of meeting alder lolll

Icepaw shrugged, I guess not everyone is so kind at gatherings, thats what goosehonk told her.

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesWhy was she still standing there? Alderstep didn't remember much from his apprenticeship, despite it not being that long ago, but he was pretty sure he didn't stick to the warriors. He probably stuck to his own clan, but even then he spoke to other apprentices. He flicked his ear as a raindrop hit it, running down his fluffy fur. Ugh. This whole gathering was so unpleasant. "Shoo," he half-hissed, half-grumbled. And wait, why was the youth always walking up to him?! Alderstep would've cursed StarClan if he knew that it'd actually hurt some random star-cat's feelings. 'Cause his feelings were hurt (hah, nope!) that no other warrior had gone to him. Did they think he was too young? He certainly didn't feel young. So why did these apprentices think they could just walk up to him and talk? This was why he rarely went to gatherings. Too many cats that acted so weird and bothered him. Pluto!

[fishy]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesWhy was she still standing there? Alderstep didn't remember much from his apprenticeship, despite it not being that long ago, but he was pretty sure he didn't stick to the warriors. He probably stuck to his own clan, but even then he spoke to other apprentices. He flicked his ear as a raindrop hit it, running down his fluffy fur. Ugh. This whole gathering was so unpleasant. "Shoo," he half-hissed, half-grumbled. And wait, why was the youth always walking up to him?! Alderstep would've cursed StarClan if he knew that it'd actually hurt some random star-cat's feelings. 'Cause his feelings were hurt (hah, nope!) that no other warrior had gone to him. Did they think he was too young? He certainly didn't feel young. So why did these apprentices think they could just walk up to him and talk? This was why he rarely went to gatherings. Too many cats that acted so weird and bothered him. Pluto!


"Your boring anyways." She said, walking away. Jeez, he was weird

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesWhat?! Wow. Okay, then. "That's why your mom left you," he muttered back, looking back up at the leaders. Alderstep definitely did not want to think about how some random apprentice had the audacity to call him boring. Was she right, though? Probably. Hah. How funny. The warrior tucked his paws under his tail, trying to protect them against the cold wind and rain. Whatever. Pluto! - you made me laugh so hard // open

[fishy]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesWhat?! Wow. Okay, then. "That's why your mom left you," he muttered back, looking back up at the leaders. Alderstep definitely did not want to think about how some random apprentice had the audacity to call him boring. Was she right, though? Probably. Hah. How funny. The warrior tucked his paws under his tail, trying to protect them against the cold wind and rain. Whatever. Pluto! - you made me laugh so hard // open

Ice'paw could be seen, sitting with her mother, not to far from AlderStep actually. She turned her head to him and smiled warmly

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesUgh. Mind thoughts. Words in head. Alderstep glanced back, wondering if the apprentice had gone to bother some other unfortunate cat. Oh? Who's that? The cat looked a bit like her; was that her mother? Perhaps. He narrowed his eyes as WeirdoFrozenpaw-kit smiled at him. He decided to change his insult, seeing no father around. "That's why your dad left you," he said, keeping his voice to a whisper that would carry enough to her. Pluto!

[fishy]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesUgh. Mind thoughts. Words in head. Alderstep glanced back, wondering if the apprentice had gone to bother some other unfortunate cat. Oh? Who's that? The cat looked a bit like her; was that her mother? Perhaps. He narrowed his eyes as WeirdoFrozenpaw-kit smiled at him. He decided to change his insult, seeing no father around. "That's why your dad left you," he said, keeping his voice to a whisper that would carry enough to her. Pluto!


Both mother and daughter turned to Alderstep. The mother looked hurt and angry and Icepaw looked like she was going to cry. The mother, by the name of Stream'Flake, stepped up to Alderstep. "Her father died in war, of course she never met him." She said, her voice was coated with anger. Her claws flexed but she didn't act on it.

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesOh, great. The mother heard him. Alderstep thrashed his tail, wishing it weren't raining so he could fluff up his pelt. "Damn. Didn't ask," he growled back. "Besides, if you die, you leave. Shouldn't've died, then," he said with a shrug, rising to his feet. If this fishbreath didn't step away... well, actually, Alderstep wouldn't do anything. This was a gathering, after all. While he didn't necessarily care at all about any other cat's precious StarClan, he was most certainly not going to go against Sparrowstar's orders to not cause trouble. Wait, was he already doing that? The apprentice started it, though! The warrior figured he'd just have to walk away from this situation if these cats tried to keep pressing him. Pluto!

[fishy]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesOh, great. The mother heard him. Alderstep thrashed his tail, wishing it weren't raining so he could fluff up his pelt. "Damn. Didn't ask," he growled back. "Besides, if you die, you leave. Shouldn't've died, then," he said with a shrug, rising to his feet. If this fishbreath didn't step away... well, actually, Alderstep wouldn't do anything. This was a gathering, after all. While he didn't necessarily care at all about any other cat's precious StarClan, he was most certainly not going to go against Sparrowstar's orders to not cause trouble. Wait, was he already doing that? The apprentice started it, though! The warrior figured he'd just have to walk away from this situation if these cats tried to keep pressing him. Pluto!

Streamflake looked very offended. "I hope badgers come to maul you to death and give your pelt to dawnstar." She spat, if this wasn't a gathering she would have this cats head. "Let someone close to you die. See how it feels." She hissed, walking away with her claws still flexed out.

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesAlderstep laughed coldly. "Hah, I'd thank the badger, I've yet to meet my match. As for other cats...unlike you, I don't care about anyone," he replied, turning away for the last time. Hopefully, he'd never see those two again. If he did...well, the warrior expected his own death. Especially if they ever met outside a gathering. He'd just have to avoid Smallpines from now on. And his comment about the badgers? He was definitely lying. Alderstep's fighting skills weren't the greatest, but they worked well enough. But of course, he could never let another cat think they've won over him. No, he would always be on top. Pluto! - bahaha this was fun tysm

[perseus.]

Goosehonk had just be chilling, doing honks usual quiet honking as a way to keep honkselfcalm before honk saw some sticky warrior insulting honks apprentice!!

So honk quickly ran over, taking a wide open stance and taking a deep breath before honking LOUDLY in the stinky warriors face.

Pluto! valery

[bite]

alderstep (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1322571#post1322571)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesGreat StarClan! Where from the four Clans had this cat come from?? Alderstep reared back in surprise, hissing as well. And why had the cat honked at him? It smelled like fish. Actual fishbreath. With a twitch of his whiskers, Alderstep settled back down with a glare at the fishy cat. He wished violently that the RiverClanners would just leave him alone. He hated their scent. He still wondered why this cat had even honked at him. Not even yowled or hissed, just straight-up honked. Was it a fish thing? Probably was. He could see the fishbreaths as ones who did that sort of thing. perseus.

[Undertaker]

Dawnstar had half a mind to tear out the vermin's throat when she had the gull actually issue a threat to one of the nearby WindClan bunnies, but like the cowards she was, the outsider was smart enough to flee. Dawnstar watched her scamper off with an irritated hiss. Well, with this situation solved, the intimidating Queen would have normally returned to the rocky throne, but not without giving praise where praise was due.

"Good work as always, Mirehound, at least you can be trusted to act accordingly when it comes to trespassing outsiders," Dawnstar told her warrior with a faint grin. "Instead of making a joke out of a situation and not joining in ThunderClan's foolishness, you attacked and warned the cat away immediately, as you should have. If what she said to that one," her tail swung in the direction of Berrypaw. "She had some dangerous intentions." Whether a mere outsider could have actively hurt one of the clan cats wasn't the point Dawnstar was interested in making, the fact that she should have never been given a chance, now that was the point.

"Hypocritical, don't you think? It was a ThunderClan warrior who made such a fuss about the code and StarClan at the last gathering, yet the moment they have to prove they can follow a simple rule about challenging all trespassers, and they don't." Dawnstar continued chatting to Mirehound, ignoring the rest of the cats. The leader did so enjoy seeing how simple statements she said held a grain of truth in them. The codes were guidelines and did not dictate the clans nor their actions, same with StarClan.

Dawnstar had noticed that the tom, Sootfur, and the ThunderClan mousebrain, Flamesomething, who had tried to upstage Sparrowstar had been the root of this whole debacle, and part of the reason Dawnstar had come down here and ensured the matter was handled in the first place. However, understandable, Dawnstar knew how touchy leaders got when another chastised another clan's warriors. It was more fun indirectly criticizing them anyway. The leader's ears swerved towards Mirehound to see if she had anything to add before she dismissed herself.

"It's not my place to say so, but I wouldn't wander your moor alone until that outsider is dealt with, it'd be a pity to hear about another clan cat lost because of an arrogant outsider."Dawnstar tossed her words at the distressed WindClan apprentice the outsider had seemed to recognize.

Done here and having been gone away from her perch long enough, Dawnstar gave her head a light shake, knocking away droplets of rain out of her eyes. "I doubt we'll have any more problems, but unless you're actually socializing, inform a few clanmates and keep an eye on the fringes of the beach. Outsiders should not be able to walk in here all willy-nilly like this. They shouldn't be able to get so close to us either. I'll speak with the other leaders about this." Dawnstar meowed to Mirehound, and then took her to leave. The idiots not quick enough to move out of the Shadow Queen's path got a hiss or a warning snarl. She returned to the other three leaders in one swift leap and took her seat. Dawnstar's voice rose a little to make sure that she had all three leaders' attention as she spoke.

"I'd tell your clans to keep an eye out for that outsider, apparently she came here to kill one of your bunnies, Twilightstar." Dawnstar glanced at the eldest one-eyed leader before carrying on. "Though we haven't had any issues with outsiders coming in here in some time, I do think it about time we select a few of our more solitary mature cats to start keeping an eye on the perimeter of the beach. I don't care if the rogues or loners are here for help, kits, queens, or even looking to join a clan. They have no right to set a paw here during our gatherings. They should all be challenged, issued their one warning, and chased off or killed if they refused to leave as soon as they're spotted. That way we're not wasting time on them. If they have business with a certain clan they can take it up in their territory, during their time, not during our gatherings." Dawnstar proposed to the other leaders, lacking her usual hostile, barbed tone. When the choice was between the Clans or outsiders, Dawnstar's disdain for outsiders outweighed her contempt for the other clans.

"The fact that they're crossing into our territory to get here is also alarming. Who knows whether they're stealing our prey or sniffing around our land while we're out? If said outsiders choose to leave without a fight, I think they should be escorted to the outskirts. Whichever.... security guards we chose to watch over the gathering could do the escorting out." It'd be nice if Dawnstar didn't have to get down to chase off these vermin. Plus, if every clan had its own set of guards during the gatherings. Whoever's guards caught the outsider that outsider would be in that clan's jurisdiction, and that leader could have the final say if said outsider was being difficult or disruptive.

Since she was waiting, and pretty much already running her mouth, she decided she'd get her announcement out of the way. They'd be short anyways. "Let's begin, I'll start off." Dawnstar stood, giving her tremendous body a vigorous shake, uncaring who she flunk water on they were all already wet anyway.

"ShadowClan has had some unfortunate issues with dealing with prey thieves and trespassers. As well as some of my own causing unnecessary problems and headaches. I will reiterate this once again for all ears. My Clan has explicit orders to kill any trespassers found on ShadowClan's territory, whether they don't that's up to them, but if they do, that is that. Regardless, the age, gender, rank, accidental or not, if you cross my borders you're potentially courting death. Don't expect a fuss from me if the same courtesy is given any ShadowClan cat who bypasses whomever border." Dawnstar's word, though not direct, was a simple reminder to all three leaders to have their cats watch where they set their paws. She didn't really care if they killed the idiots in her clan, they'd be doing her a favor at this point.

Considering how tiresome it was becoming trying to act like the clans didn't have individual incompetent idiots that ran around and caused trouble for no apparent reason; Dawnstar didn't bother with starting off with the typical 'all is well' and whatnot. The Clans were not perfect, and whether you liked it or not every clan had a few cats that just could not fall in line or go with the flow. She's been up here long enough to watch each clan's select few mousebrain cause problems, by now there was no point in hiding it. Still, that didn't mean she wasn't going to be a completely hypocritical ass and not belittle the other clans whenever she felt like it. There'd be no fun if she didn't!

"ShadowClan has two new apprentices, Moonpaw, and Sharppaw, and a new clan member Blackhawk." Dawnstar's tongue darted out to swipe at the water gathering at the top of her muzzle. "We've had some trouble with twolegs, one of our apprentices, Daintypaw, got snatched by a twoleg while out in the territory. And although there was the word of a twoleg's dog lingering around, it seems to have left our territory most likely headed towards the outskirts."

"Finally, we lost one of our queens, Silverbird. She gifted ShadowClan with a few kits, Beastkit, Eaglekit, and Featherkit, before her passing." The loss of one queen, though tragic, was a fair enough trade for a new litter of future warriors in Dawnstar's mind. "That's all from ShadowClan."

Moonraven Jayvines canineantics
daenerys - Mirehound Rose - Berryfrost

[Polychromane]

Rookcherry
ShadowClan | Open To: All Clans
Red-brown tom with darker mask markings, short fur and amber eyes

His harsh amber gaze scanned the crowd, not looking for another, just simply watching. Rookcherry was silent, sitting to the back of the roaming mass of felines. His eyes narrowed to slits as he noticed cats scampering around, pushing past other cats, disregarding their personal space completely. Whatever Clan they are, the senior warriors need to learn how to control the other warriors and apprentices, he thought, a short growl erupting in his throat.

The tom forced his fur to lie flat and he glanced away, gazing up at the sky. He didn't seem to be listening to much at the moment, focused on the stars; Of course, he didn't plan to count them, that would be a waste of time. He'd fall asleep before he reached fifty. He yawned. Why had he come to the Gathering anyway? It was almost as much of a waste of time to him as it was to try to count every star in the sky. He moved himself away from the rest of the cats, lying down. He sighed.

This was going to be a long night.

[taillow]

So the outsider had ran off; typical and expected, though Mirehound found that she was rather disappointed in not getting to flex her claws deeper into their fur. Blue eyes followed them to make sure they were out of the area before returning to Dawnstar. She nodded once in acknowledgement of the shadow queen's praise, knowing that out of all of the cats gathered around she had done her job, the one expected of warriors regardless of their Clan. "Outsiders have no right setting paw on this beach," she agreed with a flick of her ear. Hopefully those words would resonate with the warriors still nearby.

Slight surprise settled in her chest as Dawnstar continued to speak with her instead of immediately returning, though amusement flushed it out, being the only emotion to appear on her expression. A half smirk developed on her face and she gave a subtle shrug. "Those who often yowl the loudest about it sometimes lack in it the most," she agreed with a snort, and a pointed glance to Flameheart and Sootfur. "Not that I expect ThunderClan warriors jumping to fighting back as their first course of action." It certainly hadn't been when Dawnstar had come into their camp four seasons ago.

The order from her leader was received with a curt nod, and Mirehound slipped her claws back into their sheaths. Waving her tail, and aiming to slide past the group of warriors still standing around, noting how none of them had said anything yet. "No need to seize the last word. I'll assume it was something clever." A smirk directed mainly at Flameheart and Sootfur, Mirehound moved further away at them and looked over who was present. Rain still fell from the sky and she did away with some raindrops by the flick of her ear. "Sorrelflare! Blackdawn! Starrycrash! Come." A flick of her tail as she made her way to an open section in the gathering. "I want each of you to take up a spot near the outside of the crowd, and spread out. Keep an eye out for anymore trespassers. Should any come, take care of them. Dawnstar doesn't need to be leaping down from the Seastones every time a mouse-brain decides to tempt fate by setting paw on our beach when we have plenty capable warriors." Hopefully there wouldn't be any questions, as each cat she had chose she knew would have no problem following the shadow queen.

With that out of the way, the black rosetted warrior moved to a spot on the beach outside the crowd, one ear listening to announcements while the other kept a lookout for more uninvited guests. Dawnstar spoke of new apprentices, a new cat who had joined, and the continued twoleg trouble. There was no mention of a deputy like last time, and hopefully with the previous gathering serving as an example, no cat or Clan would be mouse-brained enough to question it.

[ Undertaker perseus. Le Batteur dino. SpiritedWarrior Wingnettle ]

[JackHunt_17]

Cougarpaw listened to Dawnstars announcement at the gathering

[SpiritWolf_yt]

"I am good," Froststorm replied over the rain. It was getting in his eyes again, and when he blinked it away he found that he was staring at probably the most beautiful cat in the clans. He tried to stop, but he couldn't. Come on! If you are forking to be deputy, this is not the right way to go about it! That worked, but only just. "You got any hobbies?" The grey-and-brown tom asked.

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5453&pictureid=36961

willowlight
she/her
thunderclan warrior
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Willowlight fiddled with her paws as she sat their, he tail flicking side to side letting the water droplets fly off. the molly twitched her ear as she hear froststorm talk" u-um I like to collect feathers but i haven't done it in awhile" she replied" do you have any hobbies?" she asked

[Yugo.]

Ghost’paw - thunderclan
he / him ( aMaB )
#14
The massive black tom sat straight backed and unblinking as he listend in on the gathering cats around him. The mingled scents tingled his nose and a bitter retort hung sharply on his tongue as dawnstar made retorts about thunderclan. His orange eyes glared at her for a moment before skimming away to land on his mentor. His fur had blended in well with the dark shadows he sat in, he wondered if his mentor would like to join him so he wouldn’t be bothered by unnecessary cats. But then again he might want to talk to some cats and if he happened to bring another cat near him..whom ghost probably wouldn’t like he’d snarl and move away.

//OPEN\\
valery ( just so you know he’s here )

[Rose]

Berryfrost
She/Her

Breathe. In. Out. She was fine. She was fine, she could breathe. These cats weren't intimidating, nope, not at all, what made you think Berryfrost was intimidated? She was not, nuh-uh. But just as she'd fermented that in her brain, a sudden surge of motion to her left had Berryfrost jerking back with surprise, heart racing faster than a jackrabbits'. Within one moment and the next, a beautiful rosetted bengal warrior [ @daenerys (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=15307) ] had pinned the loner to the ground, her bright blue eyes a stark contrast to the shadowy clan she'd been born into. 'Leave. You do not belong here, outsider.' The words were harsh, almost grating to Berryfrost's gentle nature, for even if they were not directed at her, the ShadowClanner didn't seem to want to play games as the ThunderClanners had done.

Almost on the point of turning tail and running, Berryfrost's already fear-filled heart jumped a notch as Ashpaw [ @Lovey-Dovey Ashie (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16687) ] appeared at her side, asking her what was going on. Oh no, this was Ashpaw. "Um." Was all Berryfrost could mumble, mind racing with newfound worry. Ashpaw, who was Fireflame's daughter. This rogue had killed Fireflame, Berryfrost couldn't go and tell everyone what she had done infront of Ashpaw, lest the apprentice break down again. "L-loner." The speckled molly stammered, swallowing roughly. And then, that was all she could muster as Frisk [ @Scallywagz (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17960) ] began begging for her life, pinned beneath the shadow warrior. Despite all the crimes this loner had committed, Berryfrost's heart melted a little at her explanations. Maybe she really was helpless, maybe she'd done it all for survival, the.. the.. killing.

Oh, were those paws shuffling towards her? Turning her head and peeking over her shoulder, mismatched, wide eyes focused on Beastpaw [ @carmen (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=14087) ], who was.. talking to her? As Twilightstar's kin approached, Berryfrost steeled herself for.. she didn't know what for, but perhaps Twilightstar had sent her son to scold Berryfrost for being an idiot and involving herself in this... whatever this was. But no harsh words came, and instead the older apprentice asked if she was alright, which half made Berryfrost want to shake and nod her head at the same time. She was OK, right? Right?? Oh, she had to answer his question. "N-n-yeah-" But the words ended with a squawk of alarm as Beastpaw began yelling. What was wrong?! What was- Oh, he'd seen Mirehound jump on Frisk, which to be honest, also terrified her, but she was too meek to yell like.. like that. As fast as Beastpaw's yelling had ensued, that was just how fast it'd cut off, and then he'd offered her a grin, told her to follow him, and then sauntered off without further explanation. Was she.. to follow him? Had he invited her with him?, because Berryfrost would gladly take that escape route if it'd been placed before her.

But her speculation was cut short as two things happened at once, and Berryfrost's previously pitying thoughts were gone in a flash as the loner turned to her and... stated her intention for killing? Despite her intentions to keep quiet, a whimper escaped Berryfrost's throat, and the spotted damsel began shrinking in on herself, tucking her paws and tail closer to her body. No. What? That didn't make sense, Berryfrost had done nothing wrong! She hadn't- She hadn't- Why did this loner want to kill her? But no words came from her parted maw except a single, pathetic squeak as Frisk turned tail and raced out, heeding Dawnstar's threat.

And that, brought her to the next topic. Dawnstar [ @Undertaker (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=10704) ], the scariest leader in the forest, was standing not a fox-length away from Berryfrost's face. And Berryfrost was going to faint. She was literally going to fall over and faint with fear. Or maybe it was stress. No fainting.. no fainting.. the young damsel's gaze began darkening at the edges, and it was only then that she realized the reality and consequences of such an action, and began fighting against the impeding darkness that lurked. She couldn't make WindClan look worse now after all her whimpering and pelt-bristling, by fainting in front of Dawnstar, who would most likely berate Twilightstar about having weak warriors just because Berryfrost was a wimp. All because of her, she'd serve a prime example of humiliation for her Clan. Chest heaving with newfound stress at these thoughts, the already smaller-than-average damsel felt panic clutch at her chest, trembling slightly in place as hyperventilation took over. Because she was standing in front of Dawnstar, who had just spoken directly to her and implied there to be a death threat on her head. How silly was that, a death thr- Oh.

Swaying on her legs a moment, Berryfrost was unable to tell if it was just her vision getting blurry, or if the world was shaking around her. Oh dear, she was going to faint.

She was fainting.

She was- No, she would not faint. Not now, after all the effort she'd put into refraining from fainting. But her head felt light, thoughts fuzzy as if they were trying to swim through a pool of molasses. She had to stay strong, she had to - no pun intended - keep her head. For Fallownose, for Peachfrost, for Snowybreeze, because sometimes it felt like those were the only three cats in WindClan who cared about her. Berryfrost liked to care about her Clan and all those in it, but no one outside of a select few really.. cared. And it hurt. It hurt to be pushed aside, even by cats she didn't know. Even by cats like Frisk. Because deep down, a vulnerable part of Berryfrost's heart wondered if she'd been cast aside by Skyleaf, or by her father, whoever he'd been. Shiningmoon had died, and Berryfrost couldn't do anything about her bio mother's untimely departure, but sometimes the world around her just hurt.

Head bowed, Berryfrost whispered a near-silent; "I won't wander out alone." as Dawnstar began moving off. And then, a "Thank you." to follow it, though a moment later the young molly couldn't help but scorn herself for the two measly words. Why had she thanked the leader of ShadowClan, the leader of the Clan that'd killed her mother? But Berryfrost couldn't help it, it was inbuilt in her nature to never utter a mean word, and as the group of cats who'd surrounded Fireflame's murderer began dispersing, so did the small WindClanner. Stepping away, Berryfrost began moving, and before she'd put any thought into her steps, the warrior found herself straying to the front of Seastones, where she'd seen Fallownose [ @NinjaBloss (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=15005) ] sitting on his spot earlier.

For a few moments she stood a little ways away from the base of the deputy rock, face tipped towards the pouring rain and heart yearning for the cat who'd come to be her father. But Fallownose was likely too busy to deal with a kit-ish breakdown, especially from a cat who wasn't his real kin. Gaze glassy with unshed tears, the small warrior shuffled away and into the sea of cats, hunching down as far as she could get from view of anyone. She didn't really feel like going to Beastpaw now, wherever he'd gone. Not when she was supposedly dead. Because in the end, Dawnstar was right. She couldn't go home, not on her own. Only an idiot would try to go home on their own when there was a death threat on their head.

[ This took forever, but this post is mostly closed to further interaction, my fingers are died :naptime: ]

[Wingnettle]

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/bB7WmY9/sootfur2.png (https://imgbb.com/)

Sootfur was trying his best not to snarl back at Dawnstar's calumnies, sinking his claws deep in the sand as she called their clan foolish. A deep growl rumbled in his throat, but the Shadowclan leader went on without giving him any more attention.

The outsider was fleeing, and if that Shadowclan warrior hadn't pinned them down before giving away their true intention, she was sure Flameheart would've done that.
Of course, that warrior was quick to back up Dawnstar's loathsome comments with another shot of poisonous comments.

Sootfur stepped forward and approached her with his teeth bared in a snarl. He could bear Shadowclan just as he could bear having his skin eaten by fleas and covered in mouse bile.
"We know perfectly that your clan only holds pride in unsheathing their claws and bathing them in blood. Thunderclan, on the contrary, is not a violent band of rogues that only knows to fight to make themselves stand."

He glared at the black tabby she-cat with an icy glare before turning away and padding back to his spot under the rain. He wouldn't go against Sparrowstar's orders just tonight, but no one had forbidden him to talk. And as a Thunderclan warrior, he had a duty to protect his clan's honor as well as his clanmates.

The gray tabby's evening had been ruined already. Grumpily, he made his way among the crowd mumbling to himself in a low voice, and turned only to verify if Flameheart was following. Their evening together, again corrupted by those mangy rat-eaters. He snorted and waited for his mate to join him.

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[ daenerys SpiritedWarrior ]

[perseus.]

Sorrelflare slinked from his spot in the shadows toward Mirehound at the sound of her call, he had watched the whole thing going on with the rogue, while he had wanted to get involved. There was enough already so he had decided to stay in his spot and watch for anymore rogues. He hummed lightly at the order, nodding before he slinked away toward one of the outer edges, his yellow gaze flickering around as he looked for any rogues. Hopefully that rat of a rogue would learn their lesson and not do it again and would warn others to not do that.


daenerys

[Wingnettle]

https://i.ibb.co/8z8QpMC/cooltext418839146961100.png
[ cottagecake ]


Oriolepaw headed to the Seastones at the back of his Clan’s group. Large groups weren’t particularly his thing, but he knew he had to go to one more Gathering if he wanted to become a warrior. Of course, this Gathering just had to be in the rain. At least it was pretty warm!

As his Clan dispersed, the orange and black tom looked around somewhat nervously. He suddenly found himself longing for Blazingpaw, Sootfur, or… Quietpaw.

Swallowing his nervousness, he tried to look inviting so perhaps some other cat would come over and chat with him.


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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
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https://i.ibb.co/myK2ws4/Moonkit.png (https://imgbb.com/)

Moonpaw was getting bored. Of course she couldn't get to the center of the clearing, when apparently an outsider had made their appearance all of a sudden and of course his clanmates had rushed in with their teeth and claws out. She gulped down when Dawnstar descended the Seastones herself to deal with the intruder - was that really necessary? Moonpaw didn't want to see another death by her terrible paws.

She turned away and tried to ignore the commotion, walking around among the curious cats to see if someone was interesting enough to catch her attention. Uh... Wow. She'd never seen such a weird cat! The tom was orange and black, just like her, but his patterns were so different that he didn't look like her at all.

"Hello." She tried waving her tail in his direction, guessing that he was a Thunderclan apprentice. He seemed old enough to be a warrior, though, so she wasn't really sure. But he was tucked deeply among other Thunderclanners - yes, the smell was clear enough - so she didn't need to ask.
"My name is Moonpaw. This is my first gathering."

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[ Cherry~ ]

[TheNyanCatMinecart]

~ IVYSNAKE OF SHADOWCLAN ~

Tall dark brown tabby she-cat with black stripes and amber eyes.

The rain dulled her senses, but it wasn't heavy enough to render her scent-blind. An all-too-familiar odor rolled toward Ivysnake, and she inclined her head, raindrops rolling off of her sleek face and pointed ears. ThunderClan. The mice and squirrels were the last to arrive. Unsurprising, considering their track record. It only took a moment after initially scenting them for Sparrowstar's tan pelt to appear through the mirage, bright against the downpour as she guided her Clan to the beach. Ivysnake was curious to see if Thrushfur had already been replaced or not, or if Roseraven showed her face - she still had to question Sundust about that - but she was distracted by the sound of approaching pawsteps through the rain and a fishy stench. Turning her head toward it, barely blinking against the water droplets that trickled into her eyes, she found that Gingerfrost hadn't died. The RiverClan deputy was heading toward the place where the medicine cats gathered, and with him was an apprentice who couldn't be more than six moons old.

Ivysnake fixed her attention on them, her piercing amber eyes smoldering through the wet haze. They were a fire that would not be quenched with water, and the intensity in them was hot enough to burn through stone and wood alike. She was in her "curious" and "observing" mode, taking in all she could about the two RiverClan cats and what their presence might mean. Gingerfrost was holding... orange flowers, which contrasted against the dull brown stick clamped against them. The apprentice was also holding some stuff, and as he put it down, she read mingled anxiety and excitement in his face. Did Fawnlight send an apprentice to take her place? Perhaps the dappled light brown she-cat had taken on an apprentice, and this was him. Why didn't she come, then? There could be a multitude of reasons. Fawnlight might've been forced to stay behind because of an ill patient or some other duties. But the apprentice's arrival did have a ring of patheticness. It made Ivysnake think of when Fawnlight had first become the medicine cat and needed to be escorted by two RiverClan warriors to the Starcave. If you're going to need to babysit your stand-in medicine cat, why bother bringing him on his own at all?

Though, as these thoughts crossed her mind, some of Redshrike's teachings rose to the surface. They had helped wisen and temper Ivysnake, maturing her bloodthirsty ideals into something more controlled. Not just the bloodthirsty ones. As her gaze roamed over the light gray apprentice and his deputy escort, she thought, I suppose if they had no choice... However, she still wasn't warmed to the idea, and she hoped there was a good explanation for Fawnlight's lack of arrival. If there wasn't, Ivysnake wouldn't let her forget it. The RiverClan medicine cat had been nothing short of StarClan-obsessed, soft-hearted, and rude to Ivysnake, the latter of which she wouldn't have minded if she'd been able to get a good lick in. She ran away before I could confront her for her words. The memory made the wet fur along her spine bristle, though it gradually flattened due to the rain.

The apprentice's words distracted her from her inner promise to confront Fawnlight. He introduced himself as Stonepaw, then... announced that he'd brought some gifts? Ivysnake couldn't help the eye roll. What is it with the other Clans and gifts? Weakness, that's what. They thought the other Clans deserved something when they were supposed to be enemies - allies only if necessary. And what were these "gifts," might she ask? Pebbles. Useless. The tall medicine cat apprentice knew to make a proper public appearance, but this was just pathetic. Besides, I'm showing everyone that ShadowClan doesn't tolerate this behavior. She was about to get rid of the "gift" when Stonepaw called her... Ivysheep? Ivysnake's fur bristled again, and this time, the rain wasn't strong enough to flatten it. She looked like a hedgehog. But she didn't care as her eyes narrowed dangerously and her lips pulled back from her teeth. "Ivysnake," she corrected none too nicely, ignoring Cougarivy's giggle. Oh right, she'd forgotten the black-and-white she-cat was there. Ivysnake found no need for additional words, so when Stonepaw was done speaking, she yeeted kicked the pebble away with a strike so fierce it ricocheted off the Seastones and fired itself... somewhere. She didn't tell because she hadn't been aiming in a specific direction, but it had gone somewhat toward Fallownose, and she hoped it hit him in the head. Not that it would do much damage unless it got in his eye. She didn't particularly care. What she did care about was whether or not Stonepaw saw it. The light gray tom was pressed against Gingerfrost, looking wretchedly scared. Did the other Clans have no sense of humility or confidence?

She hadn't yet gauged Elmshadow's reaction to the matter, but now she did, her gaze briefly roaming over his stoic face. Her mentor didn't look impressed with the RiverClan apprentice, and his words conveyed as much. She nodded in accordance with him. She would've added onto it with a scathing remark, but some sort of commotion briefly caught her attention. Based on the raised voices ringing through the humid air, she could tell there was a trespasser. Her claws instinctively unsheathed. Really? It had been a while since that had happened. There was a dark flash and a loud thud as something heavy soared from the Seastones, and Ivysnake followed it with her gaze, finding it to be Dawnstar as she hurried to quell the commotion. Mirehound had dealt with it while ThunderClan had flocked around like a bunch of useless squeaking birds. Ivysnake scoffed quietly. Unsurprising. Why did ShadowClan have to be the only mature ones here? Quickly growing bored with the interruption, the muscular dark brown tabby she-cat turned back to Stonepaw, Gingerfrost, and Elmshadow - Cougarivy too, she guessed.

She was just in time for Cowtuft's arrival. A flash of long, feathery white fur appeared through the gray haze of rain, and she allowed the WindClan tom a quick glance. The events of the last Starcave meeting replayed in her mind, not her anger toward Fawnlight this time, but Flickerlight's declaration that Cowtuft had been chosen by the Dark Forest. Interest sparked in her eyes once more. She still didn't like him - he was wearing that same stupid, fluff-brained smile - but now he had a reason to be more worthy of Ivysnake's attention. And that smile doesn't look as big as it was before. She flicked her dark tail, distinctively striped as if it were wrapped in black strands of ivy, beckoning him a little closer. "Cowtuft," she meowed simply. "Have you resolved your... medicine cat business?" As curious as Ivysnake was, she wasn't going to bring up exclusive information that should be kept between the healers of the four Clans. But she knew Cowtuft would understand what her words referred to.

Gingerfrost said her name, and her attention was promptly back on the ginger tabby. Apparently, he was just correcting Stonepaw, though Ivysnake was sure he wouldn't forget her own clipped remark. This was promptly thrust out of the medicine cat apprentice's mind as Gingerfrost explained that Fawnlight was preoccupied. Why? she wanted to ask, but the question seemed too simple, and Ivysnake couldn't bring herself to care enough. If Fawnlight had to do something, that was that. However... She grunted. "Alright. She'd better have a good reason for it, considering she sent the deputy and an apprentice to take her place." Her tail-tip twitched, and her sharp amber eyes flicked down to Stonepaw. "Are you her apprentice or something? I see no other reason for you to be here, or for you to have an escort to help you walk a few pawsteps to the base of the Seastones."

While she spoke, she had her ears open, and once she finished, she allowed her senses to broaden and detect what was happening around her. The rain hindered her slightly, but it wasn't that bad. There was no news on the Outsider who had trespassed, but considering she hadn't heard any pointlessly loud exclamations or smelled any blood, she assumed the cat had left. The new ThunderClan deputy, Thrushfur, who would either become Thrushstar or be dead by the next Gathering, had arrived and was seated near Fallownose. Dawnstar was talking from her place among the crowd, but now she was back on the Seastones. Ivysnake wished she'd heard what her glorious leader had said. Unfortunately, there was no blood on her paws, confirming the angular she-cat's suspicions that the Outsider had gotten away. They should consider themselves lucky. But the next words out of Dawnstar's mouth were more interesting. The Outsider wanted to kill a WindClan cat? Her pointed ears pricked. Dawnstar was merciful enough to warn Twilightstar about this. Whatever the reason, Ivysnake supported it. Dawnstar always has a good reason for the things she does.

Now she was issuing orders about better dealing with Outsiders. Ivysnake nodded in agreement. This whole thing was ridiculous - and embarrassing. If the other Clans were as proper as ShadowClan, they wouldn't humiliate themselves. Yet that was what made ShadowClan stand out as the best, and Ivysnake had no issues with that. Still, she wasn't happy with how the others conducted themselves. Dawnstar's practical idea of "body guards" made Ivysnake twitch her ears. If she were still a warrior and less occupied with her obligation to sit here, she definitely would've volunteered. But this is the path Dawnstar has set my paws on. My duties are different now. Some things Ivysnake didn't like, such as having to suppress her desire to shed blood a little more or having closer relations with other Clans. Not to mention that she was more of a fighter than a healer. However, her fighting abilities weren't completely limited, and she was always open to learn new things. Serving ShadowClan is most important.

Dawnstar began her announcements, and Ivysnake listened, more interested in them than most of the other Gathering affairs; she kept her ears swiveled back, though, prepared to turn if any of the cats she was sitting near had anything to say. The order to kill any and all trespassers had her flexing her claws. She'd needed to hear those words. It's about time more blood was spilled. For a while, Ivysnake had been more lenient and docile than she would've liked for the sake of not starting anything her all-powerful leader didn't want, but if she caught someone trespassing... I'll make quick work of them, she thought, flexing her claws. The eager gleam in her usually hardened, serious eyes was noticeable to anyone who cared to look in her direction. It faded away as Dawnstar closed with the typical announcements. Ivysnake leaned back, idly watching as Mirehound rounded up some other ShadowClan cats to guard the boundaries. She liked the black rosetted tabby warrior; she was strong, competent, and obeyed Dawnstar. She was the cat Ivysnake had been before her role and the cat Ivysnake still wanted to be. I'll do better, she vowed silently. I'll focus on my medicine cat duties and learn and train, but I will never, ever let myself go soft. I'll act properly. She hated to admit it, but her "new" role had left her rather confused and a little out of whack. That was why she'd been acting a little... improper. Now's the time to get back into it. I will learn. I will train. I will be strong, hard-working, and loyal. I will heal. And blood will be shed.

carmen - Stonepaw Estelle - Gingerfrost Ravensong - Elmshadow and Cougarivy NinjaBloss - Fallownose x ghostie - Cowtuft daenerys - Mirehound

[zozelen]

Somehow, without even consciously doing it, it seemed that Autumnkit had ended up sneaking into a gathering.

The miracle that no one had spotted him yet was likely due to his natural silence. He was just wandering around and stalking cats, as he sometimes did, but he completely forgot the Shadowclan warrior he was tailing was heading to a gathering.

He should probably turn around and leave.

...Or not. Strolling out into the clearing like he totally wasn't a kit or anything, Autumnkit sat down and observed the cats as they bickered and chatted with each other. He'd go home, uh, later.

[Rose]

Somehow, without even consciously doing it, it seemed that Autumnkit had ended up sneaking into a gathering.

The miracle that no one had spotted him yet was likely due to his natural silence. He was just wandering around and stalking cats, as he sometimes did, but he completely forgot the Shadowclan warrior he was tailing was heading to a gathering.

He should probably turn around and leave.

...Or not. Strolling out into the clearing like he totally wasn't a kit or anything, Autumnkit sat down and observed the cats as they bickered and chatted with each other. He'd go home, uh, later.Larkfire
| ---> ShadowClan Enforcer | She/Her |

Larkfire would have been amused if someone had told her earlier that her job tonight would have been tailing a kit. But here she was, tailing a kit. Larkfire had been stationed in camp, had made up her mind to stay back this night and help Dappledleaf keep track of the multitude of kits. But apparently no one else wanted to help, and it was only by chance that Larkfire had witnessed Autumnkit wandering out after a ShadowClanner leaving for the Gathering.

Now, the lithe damsel loomed behind Autumnkit, paws coming to a halt as he too did. "You're not supposed to be out here." She told him simply, tone level.

[dino.]

starrycrash === > daenerys Le Batteur perseus. The moment Starrycrash stepped foot onto the Seastones, he wanted to turn around and walk right back out. What was it with Gatherings and chaos? It was either rogues barging in or ThunderClan making fools of themselves—apparently this time the universe had seen fit to combine both. A concotion that would surely provide a pounding headache within the next couple of minutes, how wonderful.

He was just about to leave when he heard Mirehound call his name, and like a dog to a whistle, he immediately swung back around and lumbered over. His littermate's orders were simple, and he bobbed his head obediently. A simple enough job, albeit potentially bloody. Oh, well. If any outsiders showed their muzzles, they were asking to have their throats torn out. Starrycrash nodded wordlessly to the others as he brushed past them.

He didn't pay much attention to the announcements behind him as Dawnstar began while he selected an unattended spot near the edge of the stones, but at one point he did turn his head... and, for StarClan's sake, what the hell was this? Dark blue eyes locked onto a kit in the middle of the stones. Its pelt belonged to ShadowClan; he recognized it. At least it was Larkfire's problem and not his. He had no patience with small, fragile children.

[zozelen]

Larkfire
| ---> ShadowClan Enforcer | She/Her |

Larkfire would have been amused if someone had told her earlier that her job tonight would have been tailing a kit. But here she was, tailing a kit. Larkfire had been stationed in camp, had made up her mind to stay back this night and help Dappledleaf keep track of the multitude of kits. But apparently no one else wanted to help, and it was only by chance that Larkfire had witnessed Autumnkit wandering out after a ShadowClanner leaving for the Gathering.

Now, the lithe damsel loomed behind Autumnkit, paws coming to a halt as he too did. "You're not supposed to be out here." She told him simply, tone level.


autumnkit awkwardly turned around and grinned. his expression was a mix of sheepishness and attempted confidence.

panicking a little, he winked, and slowly backed away towards the exit. while doing so, he happened to bump into a tree and start rolling down a small hill.

a few unrecognized cats heard the commotion, looking over from the edge and down at him, but he simply waved his tail in a sort of attempted goodbye. hopefully larkfire wasn't going to start watching him more closely after this. he didn't want her to find about his other late night escapades...

[Rose]

shadowkit awkwardly turned around and grinned. his expression was a mix of sheepishness and attempted confidence.

panicking a little, he winked, and slowly backed away towards the exit. while doing so, he happened to bump into a tree and start rolling down a small hill.

a few unrecognized cats heard the commotion, looking over from the edge and down at him, but he simply waved his tail in a sort of attempted goodbye. hopefully larkfire wasn't going to start watching him more closely after this. he didn't want her to find about his other late night escapades...Larkfire
| ---> ShadowClan Enforcer | She/Her | Powerplay Approved by Zeebles |

A wink, that was all she received, before the tomkit started backpedaling away. And of course, Larkfire prowled after him, steps light and meaningful. Wow, the young generation had no sense of mind, it seemed, for if Autumnkit had run into anyone other than her, they would have torn him apart, either physically or otherwise. As the kit started rolling downhill, Larkfire surged forward and grabbed his scruff, preventing him from further damage as she lifted him straight off the ground. Well, he was coming with her now. And with a single look in Dawnstar's direction, as if wondering if this was the wrong course of action, Larkfire strode out of the gathering without another sound, carrying Autumnkit back to ShadowClan in her jaws. Dawnstar could decide what she wanted to do with the furball later.

[taillow]

Rain pelted down from the sky above and Bravebird flattened her ears as she walked along. Despite having no memories, she knew without a doubt that the old her had also despised the rain and its wetness. A scowl was plastered on her face, unable to hide her expression, as she finally made it on the tail-end of the WindClan cats who were to go to the gathering tonight. Murmurs around camp had filled her in on what it might be; there were three other Clans like WindClan, and they all convened under the full moon.

Naturally part of her felt overwhelmed. Bravebird's blue gaze darted around, surveying the many cats loitering on the sand. She felt trepidation creep up into her paws and briefly thought about excusing herself and returning home. That was until a familiar scent caught her attention. She turned to watch an unfamiliar cat pad off with a kit hanging from their jaws and - oh? Something about the scent instantly had her fur bristling and eyes narrowing. It wasn't until they were out of sight that she felt like she could relax once more.

Well that was odd. Shaking her head Bravebird looked around for an empty spot near the back. Her eyes drifted to the front and brightened up considerably when she spotted Fallownose. He was here! For a moment she took a step forward, intent to go up near him, but something stopped her. He was sitting on these rocks that rose up from the sand, and above him was Twilightstar. Surrounding them were other cats, who all held regal poses and stoic faces. Were those the other Clan leaders? Curiosity gleamed in her eyes -

- Until they landed on a massive brown tabby. A jolt shot through her and unconsciously her claws slid out. Blue eyes burned fiercely as she stared up at the dark shadowy figure who appeared to have just stepped back from speaking. Something about the way her amber eyes gleamed in the night had Bravebird's tail curling, lips shaking and longing to reveal glinting fangs. A lash of her tail as she felt a low growl rumble in her throat. Who was that? Why did she... want to rake her claws through their fur so badly? Why...

Reality crashed back around her and she blinked, as if whatever trance she had been in was gone. Blinking a few times Bravebird made quick work of taking a seat, sheathing her claws, and stifling the fur along her spine that had risen. She shook her head, as if an internal conflict with herself raged on behind blue eyes. Brows were furrowed as her eyes stared at the rock, but not at the cats upon it. Hopefully she hadn't drawn too much attention to herself.

[ slightly open - Bravebird is very flighty right now and may snap/bark/flee depending on who approaches her! ]

[MockingRabbit]

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willowlight
she/her
thunderclan warrior
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Willowlight fiddled with her paws as she sat their, he tail flicking side to side letting the water droplets fly off. the molly twitched her ear as she hear froststorm talk" u-um I like to collect feathers but i haven't done it in awhile" she replied" do you have any hobbies?" she asked



"Bird watching is nice and relaxing," Froststorm smiled, "Provided that the freshkill pile is full and that I am not hunting them."

[Clyde]

Ghost’paw - thunderclan
he / him ( aMaB )
#14
The massive black tom sat straight backed and unblinking as he listend in on the gathering cats around him. The mingled scents tingled his nose and a bitter retort hung sharply on his tongue as dawnstar made retorts about thunderclan. His orange eyes glared at her for a moment before skimming away to land on his mentor. His fur had blended in well with the dark shadows he sat in, he wondered if his mentor would like to join him so he wouldn’t be bothered by unnecessary cats. But then again he might want to talk to some cats and if he happened to bring another cat near him..whom ghost probably wouldn’t like he’d snarl and move away.

//OPEN\\
valery ( just so you know he’s here )

Rowanpaw
The large orange tom noticed a unfamiliar cat in the crowd and slunk over to investigate. When he got closer he noticed the cat was almost just as big as he was, a true giant amongst ants. Dipping his head in greetings towards the black tom he caught the scent of thunderclan. What’s more he saw the glare he shot dawnstar and felt anger bubble up in him. What’s with him glaring at shadowclans leader like that huh! sitting down a few steps away he idly kept glancing at the other cat. He reminded him of a ghost..he never moved nord. spoke only sat there.

[Yugo.]

Rowanpaw
The large orange tom noticed a unfamiliar cat in the crowd and slunk over to investigate. When he got closer he noticed the cat was almost just as big as he was, a true giant amongst ants. Dipping his head in greetings towards the black tom he caught the scent of thunderclan. What’s more he saw the glare he shot dawnstar and felt anger bubble up in him. What’s with him glaring at shadowclans leader like that huh! sitting down a few steps away he idly kept glancing at the other cat. He reminded him of a ghost..he never moved nord. spoke only sat there.

Ghost’paw
#17
The large black tom glanced at the orange tom with little interest. A sniff made him realize this cat was shadowclan. Sparing a moment to look the tom up and down he snorted in dismay. aren’t shadowclan cats supposed to be…buffer and scarier than this? Why does he look like a happy kitten fresh from the nursery?! lowering his voice, close to a growl he spat a retort. Have shadowclan cats nothing better to do than annoy others with their very presence? Turing his entire gaze on him his lips pulled back into a menacing snarl. Thunderclan is just fine. We can do anything we want on our own without your criticism.

[occultation]

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[ Wingnettle ]


While Oriolepaw waited for the Gathering to begin, some sort of commotion broke out. He couldn’t see much from his position at the back of the crowd, but he overheard something about an outsider. Funny how a rogue was able to make it all the way through RiverClan’s territory and to the Seastones.

Oriolepaw turned as a voice piped up beside him. He brightened as the cat introduced herself, confirming that she was here to speak to him. “I’m Oriolepaw!” he replied. Pausing for a moment to analyze her scent, he noted that she was of ShadowClan. “This is my second Gathering. I’m close to becoming a warrior; attending another Gathering is one of the last things have to do.”

He turned his gaze back on the Seastones as Dawnstar called for the Gathering to begin. The older apprentice had heard of his Clanmates crossing the border to hunt, and had been nothing short of ashamed of them. He wondered if Moonpaw thought poorly of him, since he was a ThunderClan cat. Probably not. She wouldn’t be here, talking to me, if she did.

Dawnstar went on to bring up problems with Twolegs, and that ShadowClan had two new apprentices and one new member. Oriolepaw chanted their names, casting a warm look at Moonpaw as he did.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

"Bird watching is nice and relaxing," Froststorm smiled, "Provided that the freshkill pile is full and that I am not hunting them."

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WIllowlight
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Willowlight listened smiling at the tom a red began to appear as if she was falling in love

[taillow]

Rowanpaw
The large orange tom noticed a unfamiliar cat in the crowd and slunk over to investigate. When he got closer he noticed the cat was almost just as big as he was, a true giant amongst ants. Dipping his head in greetings towards the black tom he caught the scent of thunderclan. What’s more he saw the glare he shot dawnstar and felt anger bubble up in him. What’s with him glaring at shadowclans leader like that huh! sitting down a few steps away he idly kept glancing at the other cat. He reminded him of a ghost..he never moved nord. spoke only sat there.

[ Mire will be stepping in as Rowanpaw is currently missing from what I see ]

Sorrelflare and Starrycrash showed up at her call; but there was no sign of Blackdawn though. Frustration had a low grumble rumbling in her chest but she would ignore it for now. It seemed as though Mirehound's kin was already aware of what to do, as was the Enforcer. Good. For now it would have to be just the three of them. Blue eyes flashed as she turned to take up post near the outskirts of the beach, looking out for cats who didn't belong -

And what do you know. That was the pelt of a cat who hadn't been seen in ShadowClan for quite some time. Dawnstar didn't need to worry over another insubordinate Clanmate so Mirehound strode over, making her frustration well known in her sparking eyes. "Leave us." The commanding order given to the tom that wreaked of ThunderClan scent. She'd had enough of their antics tonight and would not be dealing with it any longer. Maybe if that goody-two-paws was around she could corral her rather aggressive apprentice. The hypocricy was almost enough to choke on.

But Mirehound had other things to worry about. "You. Where have you been?" Attention focused now on Rowanpaw, Mirehound stood in front of him and awaited his answer. He had not been in camp, nor had she caught his scent anywhere recently. So where had he been?

[ Kokichi - for Ghostpaw ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Blazepaw walked around sniffing around at every scent intrigued by everything

[open]

[MockingRabbit]

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WIllowlight
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Willowlight listened smiling at the tom a red began to appear as if she was falling in love



Seeing Willowlight like that, Froststorm began to get hot himself, despite the chilling rain. Sroststorm wanted to know her better, gatherings were not enough, once a moon was too long and too public. He remembered hearing about cats who were from different clans meeting each other when he was a kit. It had always seemed traitorous thing at the time, now it was a hopeless dream. With new limits in ShadowClan, it would be double the task to not get caught.

[SpiritWolf_yt]

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WIllowlight flicked her tail as she smiled big, her brown eyes gazing softly at froststorm

[Ian]

Fallownose's ears lightly twitched as Ivysnake shook herself and sprayed him with some water, but other than that, he gave no reaction. He didn't care for the pettiness of ShadowClan, and the rain had pretty much soaked him already. Gingerfrost leading an apprentice by the name of Stonepaw to the medicine cats was interesting. Had something happened to Fawnlight? He hoped not; the molly was sweet and seemed like a good fit for RiverClan, unlike Snakeheart had been.

The commotion with an outsider drew his attention, especially when Dawnstar herself got off the Seastones to deal with it. Surprisingly, the deputy actually agreed with ShadowClan's methods for once. Instead of messing around like the ThunderClanners seemed to be doing, one of the ShadowClan warriors immediately leaped on the outsider in a challenge. Fallownose was ready to turn his attention away when the outsider fled, but not before threatening Berryfrost's life. His daughter's life.

The slate-gray tom was quick to hop off the Seastones and make his way through the crowd to where he had disappeared. It didn't seem like Gingerfrost was going to join him any time soon, Thrushfur didn't seem talkative, and ShadowClan still didn't have a deputy, so there wasn't much of a point of just sitting there when Berryfrost clearly needed someone.

"I won't let anything happen to you," he said softly to the she-cat as he padded up beside her in the crowd, his tail moving to curl around her and draw his daughter closer to him.

Rose

[Wingnettle]

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[ Wingnettle ]


While Oriolepaw waited for the Gathering to begin, some sort of commotion broke out. He couldn’t see much from his position at the back of the crowd, but he overheard something about an outsider. Funny how a rogue was able to make it all the way through RiverClan’s territory and to the Seastones.

Oriolepaw turned as a voice piped up beside him. He brightened as the cat introduced herself, confirming that she was here to speak to him. “I’m Oriolepaw!” he replied. Pausing for a moment to analyze her scent, he noted that she was of ShadowClan. “This is my second Gathering. I’m close to becoming a warrior; attending another Gathering is one of the last things have to do.”

He turned his gaze back on the Seastones as Dawnstar called for the Gathering to begin. The older apprentice had heard of his Clanmates crossing the border to hunt, and had been nothing short of ashamed of them. He wondered if Moonpaw thought poorly of him, since he was a ThunderClan cat. Probably not. She wouldn’t be here, talking to me, if she did.

Dawnstar went on to bring up problems with Twolegs, and that ShadowClan had two new apprentices and one new member. Oriolepaw chanted their names, casting a warm look at Moonpaw as he did.

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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
╚═════════*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═════════╝

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Moonpaw studied carefully the weird-colored tom, returning a genuine smile as he chanted her new name alongside many other cats at the Gathering. She felt warmth in his voice - nothing like the echoes of her clanmates during her apprentice ceremony in Shadowclan. Except for Nightshiver, of course. And Pinepaw, and Darkfall.

She blinked gratefully at the friendly tom, realizing with pleasure that Thunderclan didn't seem as bad as it was always told to be. "Well, it's great!" She twitched her whiskers to convey the emotion. "So you're at the end of the journey, and I'm just at the beginning." She wasn't actually so enthusiastic at the idea of becoming one of Dawnstar's warriors, but at the same time, she still felt impatient that her path would take so long. She was already 8 moons old, damn!

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

[ Cherry~ ]

[Kaybug.]

ALL OPEN.
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Batpaw [He/him] || Shadowclan

Batpaw sat down by a shady tree. He was huge compared to most apprentices The black tom’s light yellowish-orange gaze eyes cut across the clearing and fixed on his leader, Dawnstar.

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Wolfpeak [He/Him] || Shadowclan

Wolfpeak’s yellow gaze cut through the crowd like a blade. He was trying to find somewhere to sit in peace.

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Maplepaw [She/Her] || Windclan

Maplepaw bounced around the clearing trying to find a spot with few cats. Her blue eyes found a spot and she sat down.

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Mistycloud [She/her] || Riverclan

Mistycloud listened intently to the leaders whom were speaking, but stayed silent as she found a place to sit. Her icy blue gaze shifted across the clearing.

[Moonraven]

Twilightstar offered Sparrowstar a friendly, brighter, smile than usual as the younger leader took a seat beside her seemingly offering the scarred, lilac-gray, oriental some heat. Twilightstar appreciated the sentiment immensely, the cold seemed to be getting worst and worst every passing season, and the rain was just blah. Twilightstar parted her maw to offer Sparrowstar a word of gratitude but found herself distracted as Dawnstar launched herself off the stones.

She watched as the Shadow Queen took care of a nearby outsider who seemed to be up to no good. As troublesome as ShadowClan was, Twilightstar could appreciate how aggressive that clan was when it came to outsiders. It was handled quickly and rather quietly, although not without one of her newest warriors being rattled. Fallownose was already darted over to Berryfrost's side to comfort her, and Twilightstar gave a concerned scowl as Dawnstar returned with a surprising proposal.

"I'll speak to my clan about it and get back to you on that, but I don't think that's a bad idea," Twilightstar replied to Dawnstar, whiskers twitching as she commented about Berryfrost and the outsider's threat. That was troubling, why was that outsider interested in Berryfrost of all cats? Twilightstar turned her eye back to Fallownose and Berryfrost with an inquisitive glint. She'll pester Fallownose later about it, perhaps he had an idea about what was going on between his kit and that stranger. All the same, it might be a good idea to remind the clan to be vigilant around the moor from now on.

Dawnstar started her gathering with a warning about crossing her borders, which Twilightstar nearly avoided with a loud sigh. She assumed that had to do with their last meeting, she'll keep that in mind from here on out. The rest of the announcement was the usual stuff, new apprentices, clanmates, new kits, and the loss of one of her queens. Dawnstar didn't look too put off about it. Once the she-cat stepped back, Twilightstar stretched her stiff muscles and padded forward to speak.

"WindClan is faring well enough. Littlepaw had reached the appropriate age and has begun her apprentice training." Twilightstar started, pausing here and there to shake the water from her face and wrap her tail tightly around her paws. It was so cold.

"Two of our apprentices, Badgerpaw and Berrypaw, have finished their warrior training and earned their warrior names. Badgerfoot and Berryfrost." Twilightstar hoped that despite Berryfrost's fright, the young she-cat could be proud of her accomplishments. And where was her son? Twilightstar glanced around causally in search of the black and white tom that had been her former apprentice. Sadly, she couldn't go down there like Fallownose and sit beside Badgerfoot, but she felt that he knew that she was proud of him regardless.

"I am delighted to announce that after many moons of hard work and training, StarClan has finally given our medicine cat, Cowpaw, his full name, Cowtuft."Twilightstar glanced down at the group of medicine cats, ignoring the odd additions of the few cats that were not medicine cats, and the new youngster, to catch Cowtuft's eye. She hoped he didn't feel inadequate among the others.

"We have suffered a tragic loss, one of our kits, Squirrelkit, snuck out of camp and was attacked by a predator. Sadly, she joins our ancestors within StarClan at far too young an age." Twilightstar left the announcements on that somber note and took a step back to seat herself beside Sparrowstar, allowing the two remaining leaders to bring up their announcements.

canineantics Jayvines Undertaker

[Captain]

With these Gatherings always came drama, and thus presented itself in a timely manner in the form of an outsider just looking to get the crap beat out of them. Dawnstar, of course, made no hesitation to launch herself off the Seastones and deal with the matter personally. Once it was taken care of, the bold ShadowClan leader returned to them, speaking up and immediately calling for their attention, along with Twilightstar and Sparrowstar. She offered up the idea of sending out some warriors to act as perimeter sweeps of this beach to maintain it’s standing as for the clans and only the clans. Pikestar hummed with approval and nodded to the Queen of Shadows. It seemed Twilightstar also agreed. “I shall see what the rest of RiverClan thinks of the idea at our next meeting, but you have no complaints from me.” The Lord of the Waters remarked, “It’s becoming more and more irritating with each Gathering, so it’s about time we all start doing something about these trespassers.” Anything that could make these events less stressful was more than welcome in his book, and RiverClan had many who he knew would help.

Once that was said and done, the Gathering officially started with Dawnstar taking the lead, to which Pikestar didn’t mind whatsoever. He would listen to the massive molly’s announcements in a respectful silence, his left ear twitching to her warning about trespassers on ShadowClan land, being reminded of his own daughter’s death due to wandering into the marshy territory. The large dark-furred oriental tomcat was prompted to comment on that, wishing to say something along the lines of―trespassing does not always warren killing―but he held his tongue. They were quick, however, to make a strong mental note that RiverClan could kill any ShadowClan cats that wandered onto their land, but he wished to think upon it more and if he truly wanted his clan to sink to that level of viciousness. Next up was new apprentices being named, an outsider that had joined their ranks, an apprentice being taken swiftly by twolegs, and the death of a queen that left behind a full litter of kittens. The tall RiverClan leader dipped his head, taking a moment to pray to the moon for the apprentice’s safety and the kittens who have to grow up without a mother. With that, Dawnstar opened the spotlight to another clan leader, which would become Twilightstar, to say their announcements. He perked his long tufted ears to listen along.

A new apprentice named Littlepaw, two new warriors named Badgerfoot and Berryfrost, and their medicine cat finally earning his full name, the WindClan leader and her clanmates seemed to be doing rather well for themselves. However, with gain must come loss, and Pikestar dipped his head once more to honor a kitten who was named Squirrelkit, who had gotten killed by a predator. Out of everything that they had witnessed in their forty-three moons of life, the death of kittens always struck the oriental longhair particular deep. Soon enough, however, the spotlight was opened once again and Pikestar rose to his paws, deciding it was finally time to say his clan’s announcements and tell everyone what happened.

“RiverClan has been doing well overall. Our rivers are lush with fish, and various new litters of kittens have been born.” Pikestar stated once he stepped forward, “However, with the good will be bad. Due to strange hot black stones out in RiverClan’s territory, our medicine cat, Fawnlight, has been injured gravely, her front paws burned and scarred, which has left her unable to continue healing our clan. However, StarClan has heard her pleas, and send her the promise of a new cat to take her place. Stonepaw-” He made a small pause. “-is RiverClan’s new medicine cat. Allow this serve as yet another warning and reminder of the cruelty that twolegs have bestowed upon us again, because I have no doubt that my little sister’s injuries were due to them, and them alone.” A bold claim, perhaps, but Pikestar would stand by that. They swiftly then moved on, not wishing to dwell on it any longer. “RiverClan have welcomed three new apprentices to our ranks, Codpaw and Icepaw, as well as a kittypet named Sun who has recently joined our clan.” He was unaware if any of those apprentices were present here tonight. “We have also named three new full warriors this moon: Nightfall, Cloudjumper, and Silversnow.” Other than that, it was personal innerclan stuff that the other clans really had no business of hearing. Yes, he could’ve told them about Raccoonpelt, or Ospreykit, or even Lilycreek becoming their forever queen, but he decided against it. “That is all from RiverClan.” And once again, the Lord of the Waters stepped back and sat down, wrapping his bushy tail around himself and allowing Sparrowstar to speak finally.

Jayvines Undertaker Moonraven

[Jayvines]

Well, it seemed like her offer of residual warmth was welcomed by the older she-cat. Scooching half a whisker-length closer, the tan molly squinted down to the sands as Dawnstar leapt down and dealt with an intruder to the evening. How on earth did rouges even find this place so deep into clan territory??? Thankfully no blood was spilt as the issue was dealt with, but Sparrowstar's brow creased in consideration as the hulking Shadowclan leader returned and offered a suggestion that peaked her interest.

"Thunderclan would be happy to appoint a few guards next Gathering. This is starting to become ridiculous in it's frequency..."

Apparently her peers shared her sentiments and announcements proceeded as normal, however Dawnstars casual comment about border enforcement rubbed her fur slightly the wrong way. Certainly, leaders were permitted to enact any policies they liked, but that was too far outside the code for her liking... And Pikestar's sudden mention of new and horrendous two-leg contraptions was worrying... However, she wasn't about to make a hypocrite out of herself considering how last moon's Gathering went, so as Pikestar stepped back Sparrowstar gave her fur a quick shake and padded up to the edge of the rocks.

"Thunderclan is doing well. The beginnings of Newleaf are starting to show in the abundance of prey, and several new litters of kits are strengthening our ranks this moon. We have welcomed a few new faces to Thunderclan this moon, Wolfpaw, Petalflight, and Snakepaw have officially joined Thunderclan."

"Unfortunately, just as Starclan has gifted us with new lives they have ushered a few up to the stars. Cloudyflight, Quietpaw, and Weaselpaw have all passed in the last moon. We wish them peace, rest, and good hunting in Silverpelt."

"That is all from Thunderclan."

Stepping back, the tan molly sat back down next to Twilightstar. She would be courteous and wait for the older leader to leave before leading her own clan home. She could stand the cold and rain for a few extra moments.

[ canineantics Undertaker Moonraven ]

[Zei]

Beastwatcher blinked and hide in a small corner of the gathering place, recalling the time Duskwatcher had Yeeted theirselves across the space multiple times to spite the others...

[occultation]

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[ Wingnettle ]


Oriolepaw gave a soft, friendly laugh at Moonpaw's note of where each of them were at in their respective journeys. He wondered if she would lose her friendliness as she aged. He'd heard so many stories of ShadowClan's ruthlessness and vicious fighting techniques, yet Moonpaw seemed to differ from that.

The other three leaders came forward, one by one, to give their announcements. Twilightstar reported a new apprentice, two new warriors, and a lost kit. Oriolepaw bowed his head respectfully as he thought of the poor kit, lost to the stars at too young of an age. Why couldn't StarClan let all cats live until they were adults?

Cowpaw had also received their full name: Cowtuft. Oriolepaw cheered for the medicine cat, happy that WindClan was experiencing so many positive things despite their difficult loss.

Pikestar reported shocking news: their medicine cat, Fawnlight, had suffered terrible wounds and had stepped down from her position as medicine cat. A sharp intake of breath involuntary stirred the apprentice's body. The last time he'd been to a Gathering, Fawnlight had still been Fawnpaw- that meant she had to be quite young. Poor cat!

Finally, Sparrowstar stepped forward. Pride for his leader glowed in Oriolepaw's eyes. She looked so big and strong up there, sending a message to all the other Clans that ThunderClan was the greatest!

His jovial thoughts were soon dashed as Sparrowstar reported the deaths of three of their Clanmates. He dipped his head as Quietpaw's death was announced, his mind momentarily flashing back to her still, bloody body in the clearing. If only she was here, sitting beside him and chatting with Moonpaw. Oriolepaw figured they would've gotten along well. He didn't know Moonpaw all too well, but he had a feeling.

Once Sparrowstar had finished, Oriolepaw looked over at Moonpaw. "What did you think of your first Gathering? I think they're interesting, but somewhat overwhelming with all the cats!"

[beau]

Sundust padded into the gathering with a quick step. He wasn’t what it was exactly, perhaps the weather, but he was exhausted. Words felt inaccessible and so he fell silent on the whole trek to the Seastones, and likely would keep things minimal when socializing with the other medicine cats - thankfully, they didn’t seem much for small talk.

He swiftly found his place at the base of the stones, and was quite surprised to see a new face, which seemed to be taking Fawnlight’s place. Forgoing his planned silence for a more welcoming greeting to the young tom, Sundust offered a friendly flick of his ear. “Good evening,” he mewed, “You must be Stonepaw.” This he gleaned from Pikestar’s announcements. It was unfortunate to hear of Fawnlight’s injury - she seemed to be such a talented medicine cat. This newcomer seemed bright-eyed though, and Sundust had confidence that he could grow to be an excellent healer for RiverClan.

[ @Pheasantflight TheNyanCatMinecart Ravensong x ghostie ]

[SpiritedWarrior]

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Flameheart
//Can't remember who was all involved, apologies for no mentions aside from the cats she is directly interacting with\\

Everything seemed to go wrong the moment Shadowfur's former apprentice and Dawnstar stepped forward to confront the rogue. Flameheart swallowed a growl of contentment and kept silent, waiting for any sign of impending death. In no way would she want to watch some random cat die, even if said the cat wasn't even familiar to her, but the large brute of a ShadowClan leader did not seem to think when it came to getting information.

And even if the rogue was killed, Flameheart didn't know. Before the situation escalated further, Flameheart turned around and swiped her tail along Sootfur's flank to get the pair back to relaxing atop the stone the gray tabby ( Wingnettle ) found to listen to the announcements. And just like that, things went back to normal and all the leaders dove into their announcements.

First to talk, unsurprisingly, was ShadowClan's own brute, then Twilightstar, then after Twilightstar was Pikestar. Dawnstar had suggested guards from each Clan, which wasn't necessarily a bad idea. In fact, Flameheart couldn't necessarily find a flaw in it. But... knowing Dawnstar, she'd appoint violent cats for guards who act without thinking. That is probably the only flaw on Dawnstar's part of this whole 'guard' thing. They attempt to kill without questioning a trespasser's motives. As per usual, all the Clans were doing well despite the harsh weather that leaf-bare offered on a yearly basis. And at this point, Flameheart was beginning to think that the starvation factor is just not something leaders mention, although it's a thing that happens to just about everyone in the forest.

Twilightstar's announcements, as per what seemed to be the usual, were bountiful. WindClan had new warriors, Cowpaw was now Cowtuft, though Squirrelkit had died. It was an unfortunate event to have a Clan's young die so soon, but she supposed it would happen every so often despite the shared dislikeness of it. May you find peace in StarClan, little one. Flameheart respectfully dipped her head to commemorate the small fuzzball.

Due to an accident that probably could've been prevented if twolegs weren't so careless, Fawnlight had to be replaced as RiverClan's medicine cat. And in Fawnlight's place, a young apprentice who went by the name Stonepaw. Well, I do hope Fawnlight's injury hadn't affected her too bad... she seems nice. Sparrowstar went next in her announcements, but they were much shorter than what she had expected out of the tan and brown she-cat. No matter, at least there were announcements being made. Not one bit was the Keeper surprised in Sparrowstar's agreement to Dawnstar's proposal, which was fine as long as it didn't cause too much trouble such as arguments amongst the guards due to differing opinions. Along with the announcements of more abundant prey due to the coming new leaf, the ThunderClan leader also mentioned the new Clanmates: Petalflight, Wolfpaw, and Snakepaw along with the deaths of Cloudyflight, Weaselpaw, and Quietpaw. I suppose it could be worse...

[~^Sky^~]

The feline yawned still tired from the recent patrol, They began grooming their fur as they hummed a cheerful tune... (This is very short im so sorry ;-;)

[wolfie]

At the mention of Fawnlight, Cowtuft's interest was piqued. Oh silly him, she must be sleeping or occupied. That put an ease to his heart, so she was alright. Aha, he did hope she joined him on this night. He felt awfully lonely without her. He did not quite understand the small one or who was.. speaking. It was an unfamiliar voice, so he stayed quiet - attempting to be as polite as possible while his mind swirled.

His attention was turned to Dawnstar as she had begun to speak. Cowtuft found himself frowning just slightly at the declaration that any.. trespassers would be.. killed on her territory. He wasn't surprised but, truly, what a dire consequence. Starclan would not approve of this wouldn't they? (And yet, they remained silent. ) A shame they were having issues with trespassers but, but still.. some of them really just needed help.. and the loss of Silverbird. His expression softened with sympathy. He hoped that one day, Shadowclan would crawl up the path of redemption. Surely, Cowtuft knew, not all of them were ridden with darkness.

His thoughts wandered absent-mindedly, a sadness deep in his round eyes. Floppy ears perking up when Ivysnake spoke to him, beckoning him a little closer; ah, her suffix was fitting. He could see the venom laced in her teeth. He only gave her a curt nod in response, his tail curling around him tighter as he averted his gaze. ... he didn't want to be here anymore. Cowtuft focused his attention on the leaders.

It was Twilightstar who had gone next. He smiled at the news of Littlepaw - and then the announcement of Badgerfoot and Berryfrost. Oh, how he was proud of those three. What an amazing accomplishment, especially to be warriors. It shifted over two him and Cowtuft sucked in a deep breath. Right. .. right.

The gentle giant still put on a smile, ever more when he caught Twilightstar's eye. He did not need to worry anyone, no, he would overcome this. What.. what else was there to do? His tail lifted up to give a small wave and gosh, .. she looked awfully cold.

With the loss of Squirrelkit being announced (he winced at remembrance), Windclan's announcements came to an end. He found his gaze trailing to the starry sky. The Silverpelt, it held so many mysteries. Cowtuft could hear Pikestar speak, explaining how Fawnlight had been injured gravely and Stonepaw was to take her place. He .. he felt.. he had been pushed into icy cold water.

A sudden shock to his system.

That.. that explained why, but, but why? If, she.. she had been picked by Starclan to be her clan's medicine cat. It didn't make any lick of sense for her to become this injured, surely, Starclan would've stepped in? Did they not care? No, no - that was a sinful thought...
but fawnlight's life would never be the same.

It was the stars that had started to shift that shook Cowtuft's from his growing doubt. His mismatched eyes widened, and his heart sunk to his stomach. His fluffy fur begun to rise with static as they... morphed. Where they had once been, they were no longer. An impossible feat, but the stars had started to align to form a picture. He thought it was a cloud at first, he had always enjoyed picking out pictures in the very clouds, but it started to become clearer.

Jagged in line, the very stars he worshipped transformed to paint the picture of a lightning sky across the sky. Only for his eyes to see.

The medicine cat rose to his paws, in a trance from what he was witnessing, and he started to take a few steps. Eyebrows furrowing, pardon? What... what was he seeing?

Blink.

The picture was cleared almost immediately and Cowtuft jerked back, looking to his fellow medicine cats with a deep concern. They had to see that too, hadn't they? The - ... what was that?
[ TheNyanCatMinecart Ravensong carmen Estelle + Moonraven || note : they should not see the stars aligning. this is only in cowtuft's vision. ]

[Wingnettle]

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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
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Moonpaw realized how much surprise she’d felt when she realized how friendly this Thunderclan cat was. She was pretty sure all the other clans hated Shadowclan -and surely they had good reasons for that- but Oriolepaw seemed so good! In her clan, no other apprentice had been so kind to her in all this time. Well, except for his brother, of course.

The Thunderclan apprentice turned his head as a long, interminable list of announcements was made by many cats Moonpaw didn’t recognize. She knew the big cats on the Seastones beside Dawnstar were the other leaders, but she wasn’t sure who was who. I hope this is normal. Maybe I should ask Darkfall when we come back home.

Right, the cats at the base were the medicine cats. There were Elmshadow and Ivysnake, the mean followers of Dawnstar that were supposed to heal her clan. Uh, I hate them so much. The other medicine cats seem a lot nicer than them.
She noticed Oriolepaw’s reaction to the news of a cat called Fawnlight, but honestly, Moonpaw didn’t have any idea about that name. He looked sorry, though, and she understood why. It must be terrible to lose your place in the clan because of some injuries.

Uh? Oriolepaw had addressed her again, asking something about the first Gathering.
”Oh, it’s so big! And this place is really weird. I mean, where does all that water come from? There’s such a weird scent in the air, I can’t even distinguish one clan from the other… It’s confusing, but I really like to see new places!” She commented enthusiastically, happy that she’d found someone to chat with for a while, without any worries or negative comments.

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[ Cherry~ ]

[carmen]

Stonepaw

He watched Elmshadow from where he sat scrunched up against the side of Gingerfrost, staring at the dude as he did nothing but stare. He was creepy. He waited for the old tom to take the gift, but he did nothing but continuing looking around. He didn't take the gift. How. Dare. He. Stonepaw had spent hours wandering around with a grumpy dude, and all he had been given in return was a cold stare? That was mean and Stonepaw didn't like meanies. Momentarily forgetting the commotion nearby, his mouth hung open in a clear expression of shock. How dare he. He had put in time. He had put in effort. He had tried to match personalities and this is what he got? Shadowclan truly was evil, he knew that now.

His question was responded to be a few quick words from Gingerfrost, and it did nothing but bring back his earlier pain. Now he remembered that Stone was the mean one, leaving her behind. She had probably been sleeping and they had just left. Nice nice. He wasn't nice. Just a meanie. Thoughts were interrupted as another cat arrived, and the grey tom stared at the cat coming up. "Hello, Mr." This guy looked nicer than the other two, albeit a bit scared. Or was that anger. Or confusion? Maybe that's what it meant to be afloof, or whatever the word Beastboy had said.

"I have a present for you." With the sting of rejection still barely fading, all that he could do was pray this guy wasn't as much a meanie as Elmshadow. Taking the brown feather and pushing it forward, he stared at the black and white cat, waiting for a response. If he was nice enough, he'd be given a different feather next time. This one just didn't suit him as well as Stonepaw had originally hoped. This was supposed to be perfect, and instead, it was all going wrong. Karma was a cruel master.

The scary lady on top of the rock began to talk once more, and his ears twitched slightly, though attention did not move away from the scattered presents before them. If someone took one, he was ready for the words of appreciation that would be paired with any such acceptance. Only, it didn't come. Instead, the venom of correction came from the direction of Ivysheep, and it was then that he realized it. Beastflame had been wrong. "Ivysnake." He repeated her words, cringing slightly with embarrassment. Well, that was another thing down wrong. A giggle came from beside him, and he went to smile at a slightly intimidating she-cat. At least she was having fun with it all. And then the already venomous snake did something worse. She kicked the pebble. That was worse than Elmshadow. She would not get away with this, no, no, no. He would not let her.

Ignoring a slight sent at Cowboy, Stone stared at her. Hrmskldfmakmmdm stupid little ldkakm aiojfoiejwo old lady aiuehiauewhi. He had not a plan of attack, but he would do something later. Revenge was a dish best served when she was least expecting and he had a plan. He would now be ignoring her, so her next question was ignoring as he turned towards the big rock cats. The lilac oriental, presumably Twilightstar, was speaking. A glance at Cowboy as he became Cowtuft, and Stonepaw began to slink away from the side of Gingerfrost, comfort growing as the outsider left and all began to calm down. "Congrats!"

Oh dear, a kit had died. That was quite sad. OldCatPike began to speak and Stonepaw found himself actually listening to the man, the myth, the legend. Nodding along, and flinching as he mentioned Fawnlight's injuries. Once again in pain thinking of the normally happy molly. He hoped she was doing well, genuinely doing well. Not just whatever lies everyone else would put up with 'i'm okay.' He listened slightly to the words of Sparrowstar, but got up to make his way closer to Gingerfrost. Only, the pebble got in the way, and he fell, landing nearly on top of Ivysnake's tail. In the last moment, teeth snapped, and he sacrificed the cleanliness of fur for a hopeful bite of tail.

Jumping up he turned over to see the shape of Sundust appearing. "Mr. Sundust! Here's your flower." He stumbled over to the orange flower and handed it to him. "Also got a stick for you, cause I wasn't sure if you'd like it." The stick was pushed over as well, though eyes once again looked at Cowtuft. He was staring at the stars, though he didn't know what he was looking at. His head craneed upwards, and he fell over backwards, though this time he didn't try to stand up. Everything was the same, yep, yep. What was he looking at? Make friends bro, make friends. "I like the stars too!"

TheNyanCatMinecart Ravensong x ghostie naiad Estelle

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**
Shadowclan Medicine Cat
TheNyanCatMinecart x ghostie carmen Estelle [For the mentions]

Gingerfrost's answer to his questioning gave little knowledge and only ripened new curiosities, though Elmshadow realized he didn't expect any more from the Riverclan deputy. Priorly occupied, that was well enough being that she was a medicine cat. It didn't answer what he was doing here but Elmshadow figured he could deduce the small tom as being the new Riverclan medicine cat apprentice, the scrap looked the part as a Riverclanner anyway. But then the part about him ensuring the young cat didn't get lost, that was downright pathetic. Elmshadow decided to let it all go, sure he'd get some answers later, more productively anyway than posing any further questions to Gingerfrost. Likewise, Stonepaw escaped his mind and his attention completely.

Until he was awarded some of it back by proxy as Ivysnake's attention was turned on the young cat. Her fur was bristling noticeably and he shot her a cool green warning. If Stonepaw's misnaming had been intentional then it was a juvenile jab that, to Elmshadow, didn't warrant the attention. If it had been an honest mistake then, as much as Elmshadow understood Ivysnake's irritation, it was merely a mistake that needed correction. His warning look simmered into mild exasperation as the she-cat shot her paw out and kicked the Riverclanner's stone, sending it off into the crowd of cats. He was none more impressed by the pathetic display of the other clans but juvenile tantrums were unbefitting.

He was relieved when Dawnstar got into her announcements after exchanging words with the other leaders, no doubt about the previous display. His expression remained neutral as she briefly shared there trouble with trespassing cats and internal conflicts though the headache of it all was still fresh in his mind. And then the overrt warning to the other clans than trespassers would be killed on sight. Elmshadow had always preferred a method of giving one warning, erring on the side of avoiding an unnecessary battle, but if other clans and outsiders were getting the idea that they had the chance to talk their way out of issue after crossing into Shadowclan territory then the logic of attack first, ask questions later was apparent enough. The new apprentices were a potential positive, depending on what the young cats did with their new ranks and then Dawnstar mentioned the mysterious death of Silverbird. Elmshadow didn't enjoy the thought of losing queens, whose role in the clan had always been one he respected for what it was, but at least she'd done her job to the last and delivered them healthy kits for the future of their clan.

Twilightstar was the next leader to begin her announcements and Elmshadow found little use in any of it, as usual. The Gatherings rarely offered much of true value and he never enjoyed them but he'd always known them as a responsibility to attend for those occasions when something of import did slip.

He expected much of the same as Pikestar began speaking but his ears perked as the questions he'd been sitting on earlier were answered as he thought they may, but certainly not how he thought they'd be answered. He took a mental note to watch out for the hot black stones that Pikestar mentioned but hearing of Fawnlight made everything else fit into place. She was burned, to the point of stepping down from being a medicine cat, and this Stonepaw, no older than a kit, was their new medicine cat. The other clans maintained their dependency on Starclan, and Elmshadow had nothing against the more revered ancestors, but to follow either Starclan or the Dark Forest even to the extent of ignoring one's own thoughts, opinions, and instinct, it was daft. And after this he couldn't understand how they maintained such blind faith. Starclan allowed their newly-named medicine cat to be injured beyond healing and then sent them a kit to take her place. After all that, and they still believed Starclan had any favor towards them? The other clans could hate on Shadowclan for its allegiance with the Dark Forest but Shadowclan was thriving in natural areas the other clans were failing, so much good their devotion to Starclan was doing them.

Sparrowstar getting into Thunderclan's announcements saved him from dwelling on the curiosities of religion and devotion though she gave a report similar to Twilightstar's, nothing of significant intrigue.

Then the side of his eye was caught by movement and his gaze shifted. Cowtuft was moving forward, staring at the stars in some bewilderment. Elmshadow watched blandly as the Windclan medicine cat made a silent spectacle before coming out of it as though from a trance and there was something familiar about the sober look of concern on his face. The large tom was generally as jovial and social as the other medicine cats but there had now been two notable times when the younger tom took on a more serious demeanor, something so starkly different from his normal awkwardly naïve attitude. The other had been when he had been confronted by that Dark Forest cat. So what had sobered the Windclanner this time?

[Wingnettle]

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Sootfur listened quietly to the leaders’ announcements, but his ears perked up painfully at the sound of Quietpaw’s name being announced among the dead. The gray tabby let his head rest on Flameheart’s strong body, and he closed his eyes to hide the grief that was tightening his chest in a terrible grip. Would this suffering ever end? He thought of Crowpaw and the hatred in his eyes when he looked at him, and then again at Quietpaw’s little body laid out in the clearing, all covered in dark red blood…

”I can’t wait to go home.” He murmured with tiredness with his muzzle still sunken in her fur. But then, he knew he wouldn’t escape his nightmares anywhere. But at least there wouldn’t be any Shadowclan cat around him, and the warrior’s den would soon become quiet and silent. No more crowds, bickerings, fights.

He cherished Flameheart’s warmth more than everything else in that moment; no other cat had ever appeared as strong as her. Thunderclan would always count on her, and Sootfur would lie if he didn’t admit to himself how much of a shoulder she’d become for him. He’d grown up, but how? What did I became? A weak, pathetic cat… who has to lean on others to survive his own monsters. How will I ever live through this?

As the world around them kept going on as usual, the sounds became blurry for Sootfur as he tried to block everything out except for Flameheart’s reassuring presence. Maybe, just maybe… he secretly fear that he might one day lose her. To his own clan, maybe. And then… what would remain of him?

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[ SpiritedWarrior ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

THornclaw, ashclaw, and bluestone listened together

Littlepaw smiled happily as the leaders announced

Stormpaw peachpaw and CInderpaw listened

Blazepaw sits next to stormpaw

Scalepaw Listens from afar

WIllowlight watched the leaders

Lilyheart listened and watched

[open]

[serendipity.]

Amberpaw

Amberpaw nearly jumped in fear when she heard a voice. "Hello," She meowed, again trying her best too seem professional. She could show no flaws, or else this apprentice (probably from another clan) would see that Windclan was weak! Not that it actually was.

Deciding to face this so called 'Swanpaw', Amberpaw made sure to keep watch of the crowd around her. Cats were crazy these days, very erratic. They could attack at any moment! Though, even if she kept most of her senses on the crowd, she listen to Swanpaw again. "Salutations ... Nice to meet you Swanpaw, I guess I may tell you my moniker ... that means name" Amberpaw told the cat, quickly licking her paw before continuing "It is Amberpaw, that is my name. My clan is Windclan ... I would not like to guess, but I assume your clan is ... Riverclan, please correct me if I am wrong." She meowed, glancing around since now she was finished talking. She hoped this apprentice wouldn't stay or talk for long. She was trying to retain some important information! This was her first gathering after all.

//Swanpaw can stay as long as she wants near Amberpaw! Only if you want that is. Amberpaw just likes to stay professional, she hates the idea of cats hurting each other so she has realized if a cat can't necessarily see another cats flaws, then they most likely wouldn't fight them. Also, this is her first gathering so she's just a bit nervous //

Swanpaw let the rain drench her coat as it slid off her rather sleek fur, she listened intently to the molly as she spook the nervous pauses being noted to remember. "My clan is Shadowclan. It's mighty swell to meet you!" She half expected this nervous feline to scurry away from her as soon as she said the clan, it wasn't a surprise since Windclan and Shadowclan had long since been enemies.

This molly was interesting although the Swan could tell her heart wasn't in the conversation opting to do the same she listened in and found lots of interesting conversations happening around them. A trespasser blah blah clan tensions were always on the rise huh? The leaders ran through their announcements for their clans and she couldn't help but think about the little kit who died. Would her nieces be next? That didn't matter she would be their shield. "What sad news today..."

[occultation]

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[ Wingnettle




Oriolepaw chuckled at Moonpaw’s assertation that the Seastones were weird. “Yeah, I suppose they are! I’ve never really thought about it too much, since there’s so much to think about when you’re at a Gathering.” A sudden realization hit him as his gaze briefly flicked back up to the leaders: Moonpaw probably didn’t know who anyone was! Well, except Dawnstar, and ShadowClan’s two medicine cats. Actually, Oriolepaw wasn’t familiar with their names, now that he thought about it.

Leaning closer to her, he whispered, “WindClan’s leader is the oldest, her name is Twilightstar. Her and Dawnstar really hate each other, or at least from what I’ve heard. Dawnstar did terrible things to WindClan, and even took Twilightstar’s eye! The long-faced one is Pikestar, he’s RiverClan’s leader. And then the last one is Sparrowstar; she’s ThunderClan’s leader! She’s really cool!

“The deputies are Fallownose, Thrushfur, and Gingerfrost. WindClan, ThunderClan, and RiverClan, respectively. I know Cowtuft is WindClan’s medicine cat, and I guess Stonepaw is RiverClan’s now.”

[Wingnettle]

sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 113/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyesSit still? Never. Sagepaw was looking everywhere, but his eyes were drawn back to Mintpaw as she nearly toppled over. He laughed for a bit before playfully flicking the she-cat with his tail. "It really is, huh? I'd offer you my tail, but, uh, it's not gonna do much. Do you think the leaders will draw this out for long?" He asked curiously. Maybe Mintpaw would know; she knew Pikestar better. That, and Sagepaw had a suspicion the fish was smarter than he was. Well, no. Not smarter, per se, just better at deducing things. Maybe. The cat's green eyes drifted over to the sight of Dawnstar (huh?), another cat, and a cluster of more cats. Uh, okay? Strange, but that was just Dawnstar being her usual Shadow queen self. Best not to question anything. He looked back to Mintpaw, grinning once again. "Personally, I'd just call off the meetings if it were this cold. 'Cept for the fact that StarClan would be upset or something like that," he added, nodding to emphasize his point.

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Mintpaw (she/her)
Riverclan
White and gray siamese with blue eyes
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Mintpaw stared at Sagepaw with curious eyes. Had he just offered her his tail to warm her up? How... weird. But then, the happy memory of Slatestripe's body covering her cold, wet pelt reminded her of how much another cat's fur could bring warmth with so little effort. She thought that was one of the most precious memories she had of her mentor.

Sagepaw then asked about the leaders, but Mintpaw couldn't really say anything about them. She knew Pikestar didn't have much to announce, but that was all she knew. She twitched her whiskers at the apprentice's remark about Starclan's mood. Does he even know the Gathering was created by Starclan itself?

Anyway, she stayed silent as each clan's leader spoke at their turn. It looked like their time was already over - she was sure Sagepaw would be glad, as he seemed to be getting really bored tonight. Personally, Mintpaw just felt cold but she was enjoying the evening out there. She liked the Seastones.

When the silence fell again in the clearing, Mintpaw thought best to return to her clanmates so she would be ready to walk back with them as soon as Pikestar decided it was time.
"...I think Riverclan is going home soon." She turned her blue eyes on Sagepaw's, wondering if he would remember her next time they would see each other.






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[ Wingnettle




Oriolepaw chuckled at Moonpaw’s assertation that the Seastones were weird. “Yeah, I suppose they are! I’ve never really thought about it too much, since there’s so much to think about when you’re at a Gathering.” A sudden realization hit him as his gaze briefly flicked back up to the leaders: Moonpaw probably didn’t know who anyone was! Well, except Dawnstar, and ShadowClan’s two medicine cats. Actually, Oriolepaw wasn’t familiar with their names, now that he thought about it.

Leaning closer to her, he whispered, “WindClan’s leader is the oldest, her name is Twilightstar. Her and Dawnstar really hate each other, or at least from what I’ve heard. Dawnstar did terrible things to WindClan, and even took Twilightstar’s eye! The long-faced one is Pikestar, he’s RiverClan’s leader. And then the last one is Sparrowstar; she’s ThunderClan’s leader! She’s really cool!

“The deputies are Fallownose, Thrushfur, and Gingerfrost. WindClan, ThunderClan, and RiverClan, respectively. I know Cowtuft is WindClan’s medicine cat, and I guess Stonepaw is RiverClan’s now.”


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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
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Moonpaw blinked gratefully at the Thunderclan apprentice as he explained every name, unknown face. She winced visibly as Twilightstar's eye loss was mentioned to be caused by Dawnstar. In her mind, she saw again her leader's terrifying threat to Vixendance, and the same bloody punishment inflicted by the warrior himself.

She held her breath unconsciously but then realized Oriolepaw was still speaking. ..Uh? She had lost partially his words, but was able to hear the names of the last medicine cats.

Turning her gaze toward the Seastones, she glanced at their base and found a small gray cat and a huge, very huge white spotted tom. Uhm... the smallest should be Stonepaw. Then, the other one is Cowtuft? What a weird name. She was wondering who was Thunderclan's medicine cat, but then she noticed the various clan cats gathering again in clean groups, drawing closer to their leaders as they got ready to depart again.

"Aw, time passed so fast tonight! I hoped I would get to meet more cats tonight." She said with a hint of disappointment, but then realized she might've been rude to this friendly cat. "Oh, but you're very nice! I guess we'll see each other again at the next Gatherings, huh?" She added with a cheerful voice, trying to forget Twilightstar's lost eye and Vixendance's shrieks in her head.

She waved her tail and searched for Darkfall, her mentor, among the crowd. She wanted to tell the black tabby everything! And she had to find out what the other important cat's names were, of course.
Darkclaws (just for view)

[zozelen]

Wisppaw watched the ravens fly above the gathered cats, stomach turning as warriors and apprentices bustled around her. She tried to stay near the sidelines, squinting down at her paws. Her kitten fluff and size still hadn't gone away... hopefully no one would think she was just some naughty kit who snuck out.

She was nervous about the other clans and didn't want to look too weak, so Wisppaw held her head up in spite of her trembling.

(Open!)

[Rose]

Fallownose's ears lightly twitched as Ivysnake shook herself and sprayed him with some water, but other than that, he gave no reaction. He didn't care for the pettiness of ShadowClan, and the rain had pretty much soaked him already. Gingerfrost leading an apprentice by the name of Stonepaw to the medicine cats was interesting. Had something happened to Fawnlight? He hoped not; the molly was sweet and seemed like a good fit for RiverClan, unlike Snakeheart had been.

The commotion with an outsider drew his attention, especially when Dawnstar herself got off the Seastones to deal with it. Surprisingly, the deputy actually agreed with ShadowClan's methods for once. Instead of messing around like the ThunderClanners seemed to be doing, one of the ShadowClan warriors immediately leaped on the outsider in a challenge. Fallownose was ready to turn his attention away when the outsider fled, but not before threatening Berryfrost's life. His daughter's life.

The slate-gray tom was quick to hop off the Seastones and make his way through the crowd to where he had disappeared. It didn't seem like Gingerfrost was going to join him any time soon, Thrushfur didn't seem talkative, and ShadowClan still didn't have a deputy, so there wasn't much of a point of just sitting there when Berryfrost clearly needed someone.

"I won't let anything happen to you," he said softly to the she-cat as he padded up beside her in the crowd, his tail moving to curl around her and draw his daughter closer to him.

@Rose (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17093)
Berryfrost
She/Her

Was there ever going to be a day that Berryfrost was left not thanking the stars for the wondrous family they'd bestowed upon her? The remorse and sadness that had wanted to engulf her heart mere moments before had disappeared to the fog, for Fallownose had appeared at her side, sharing his warmth and love and all else with her. Fallownose had left his spot, for her, as if she was someone special, and if she hadn't already been weeping, Berryfrost would have wept with emotion now. Burying herself willingly into the deputy's side, Berryfrost felt her body shake with quiet tremors. In the end, all she could do was whisper a simple; "Thank you." and then proceed to tune out the rest of the world. She was safe, with her father, and that was all that mattered.

[bite]

sagepaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showthread.php?p=1324936#post1324936)
he/him
shadowclan / 131/100
white w/ grey-striped tail, green eyesHis mind...didn't stay in one place for too long. That, and it's getting colder by the minute. Sagepaw kinda wanted to get back to the pines, now. Maybe. No, yeah, definitely. The tom shook some rain droplets from his whiskers, idly listening to the leaders. Hre couldn't really focus anymore, not with all of these cats and stuff just being there. This happened so often at meetings like this. Not that Sagepaw minded.

Mintpaw's voice jolted the 'paw's attention back to her. "Awh, already? Well, okay. It is cold and I kinda wanted to go anyway, but that's not the point!" Sagepaw flicked an ear, then rose to his paws. He looked pretty friendly, other than being a soaked kitty. "Y'know, I don't think we'll really meet as 'paw's again. Or ever again. Maybe," he said, squinting his eyes. How did gatherings work when one was a warrior? Could they still go make friends? Sagepaw hoped so. "Actually. I dunno. But nice seeing ya!" Offering a purr of goodbye, he walked past Mintpaw with every intention of brushing against her pelt. Still, he left some room for her to dodge if she wanted. C'mon, Sagepaw wouldn't force a fish-cat to cuddle up with him. Even if he was cold and had been attempting to glean some quick warmth on his way out. Wingnettle