March Gathering [Archive] - Warrior Cats Online

Eaglet

March 4th, 2023, 04:48 PM

His paws scraped against the snow with a cadence in his gait. His legs were lacquered white. They were being restricted by the layers of snow. In the middle of thick bands of dark gray clouds, his ears were greeted by their roars and lightning crackles. He led Thunderclan forward, tentatively moving forward toward the assembly point. To put it simply, he was utterly terrified. He wasn't Sparrowstar or Cindersky. Although he couldn't believe it, being promoted to leader so soon was very worrying. He didn't want to come out as childish or just plain crazy-witted. When walking through the deep snow, the bare, cold frost reached his flesh. They encountered layers upon layers, but he didn't mind. Once he encountered the slightly warmer temps of the shore, he jittered out his fur. His turquoise eyes took a glimpse at his clan, which was in a bleak area. On this occasion, they were all aware of their status with Shadowclan. "Don't make a fuss Thunderclan." He strolled in the direction of the roost where leaders sat.

He was unable to express his concern about the circumstances. Yet he had never previously released statements. And being near superior cats. Superior enough to grant them the favor of the Starclan. He sighed and climbed the big boulder with soft, springy steps. The surface of the powdery snow covering the leader's perch, which could be effortlessly traversed by his paws alone, was met. Thank goodness the King of the Storms hadn't embarrassed himself coming up here. The other clan heads now needed first impressions. He wondered what their responses would be to Sparrowstar's disappearance. Would they have mercy on her and even give her disappearance any thought? Or contrast them to see their actual hues. Naturally, leaders were free to tell any untruth they wished throughout the conference. Would he tell lies? No. He hasn't even been given a name or appointed a deputy.

Being in this location made it a little dull. He may build Thunderclan more rapidly the sooner the gathering is over. He turned to face the direction he expected the other clans to be. Hopefully, there won't be any mischief during this gathering. Trouble has been brewing for Thunderclan, especially with Shadowclan. Perhaps Starclan would bless him with this gathering if his clan didn't create an uproar. He wished. He got a bird's-eye view of his clan below from above. Where there are snow-covered stacks covering the limbs of the trees on the horizon. Creating a very peaceful environment. Of course, there would be many imperfections and terrible things that may occur despite being elevated. Of course, he was inquisitive, but from his exterior, he had a terrible appearance. With his fur in a mess, he was unprepared for the situation. But, he did attempt a couple of times. He carefully awaited the start of the gathering as the thunderous roars of the sky persisted. Naturally, he didn't make a single facial movement, leaving his face expressionless.
Thunderclan Has Arrived

Karlos

March 4th, 2023, 04:58 PM

– owlbranch ;
; he/him | 70 moons.

--he was worried, worried, worried. as he padded towards the seastones behind the deputy- no, now leader- thrushfur, owlbranch couldn't help but tuck himself smaller. head hanging low, his eyes darted back and forth. now seemed like the perfect time for someone to do something. shadowclan? riverclan? they could overthrow thrushfur at any moment, if they all banded together. then what? the medicine cats would have to pick someone worthy to lead their clan… who would that be?

owlbranch dug himself into a deeper hole, eyes creased with anxiety and weariness. the fur on the back of his neck begun to spike up as he sat in front of the seastones, eyes trained on a small pebble lodged into the dirt – like thunderclan, and how it almost always seemed to be one with chaos.– #7

SpiritedWarrior

March 4th, 2023, 05:03 PM

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Flameheart
Eaglet Wingnettle

ThunderClan had faced a lot of problems since the last Gathering, and some she didn't like to face. They were challenges no one liked to face, but had to at some point in their lives. Of course... it didn't helped that ThunderClan faced said problems more often than the others. I suppose it gets worse before it gets better. she shrugged and slowly, carefully made her way to the Seastones next to her father as he led the way.

For once, they were the first to arrive. And Thrushfur was just as jumpy as an excited apprentice- except he wasn't excited. "You'll do great. I know it." she nodded before finding a good viewpoint to sit down at and wait for her mate to arrive. Oh, stars... don't let this whole Gathering turn to utter chaos. And- please, PLEASE make this easy on all of us.

"Sootfur! Over here, darling!" she called softly over the heads of her Clanmates, searching for her gray tabby furrever friend.

Zei

March 4th, 2023, 05:14 PM

Spikystalker loafed in a shaded corner

Apollo.

March 4th, 2023, 05:49 PM

^ Robinpaw ^
He/they/she
( Open / Yugo. Faline - guessing that their bros are at the gathering too. )

The walk from camp to the sea- the sea.. the searocks? Seaboulders? The seasomethin’orother- was much longer then what Robinpaw had thought, but that was okay! It was Robinpaw’s first time out of Thunderclan territory, stars, his first time in parts of the territory too, so he made sure to investigate everything, and when I say everything, I mean everything. Pebbles, twigs, frozen streams, interesting trees, everything. And, you wanna know what made it even more cool? ITS SNOWING!! Sure, Robinpaw had spent might of her life around snow and rain, but snow was just fun! At one point in the travel she had stopped to try and catch some snowflakes in his mouth, but she was swiftly yelled at by a warrior after drifting behind in the group, that was a bit mean of the warrior, but who cares! It’s his first gathering, and they were finally here!
The Seastones! there we go!

Robinpaw’s mouth hung open, and a soft “woah..” escaped from their breath. He could tell why they called it the Seastones now, because well- there’s the sea, and those are MASSIVE stones! Seaboulders would’ve been such a better name though. Robinpaw had slowed now, just looking around at the beach. His gaze shifted between it all, the patchy snow, the sand, the waves, the stones BOULDERS, and.. hang on a second.. what in the stars is that?? THERE WAS SOMETHING ON THE SAND. “GHOSTPAW! BONEPAW! GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE.” his meow was loud, very loud, just like them, as she called out for his brothers, “Something’s moving on the beach.” they pointed with their tail at the weird thing, which, like what Robinpaw said, had started moving. The other Thunderclanners didn’t seem to notice, or really care about the thing, as they all began flooding the beach, but that didn’t mean that Robinpaw wasn’t curious as heck about it. Screw the gathering, this was more important. The quest of curiosity!!

[...it’s a crab.]

lio

March 4th, 2023, 09:58 PM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20474500?1677985333
GENTLEDOE (https://toyhou.se/20474513.gentledoe)
messy-furred brown she-cat with heterochromia.
she/her

Gentledoe strolled after her Clanmates, bicolored eyes glimmering with excitement. Oh, how she loved the Gatherings! Although the amount of cats left an anxious twist in her gut, she knew that Gatherings (should) be a safe place to be. No fighting, only a truce amongst the Clans. Hopefully. As long as everything went right. Although things hadn't seemed to go right for many days, with Sparrowstar's disappearance. Oh dear, oh dear. What would the other Clans say to Thrushfur now being the leader of ThunderClan? How troublesome.

Shaking her head to clear it of worrisome thoughts, the messy-furred she-cat made her way toward the edge of the clearing as sat down, waiting patiently for the other Clans to arrive. Oh, hopefully it wouldn't take too long. Gentledoe was quite cold, a barely-noticeable shiver wracking up her spine. She quietly hoped for new-leaf to approach faster.

[ open ]

wren

March 4th, 2023, 10:04 PM

Rabbitchatter ("https://lauren0williams03.wixsite.com/wrens-cats-n-stuff/grizzlythroat”) | He/Him
Large long furred brown tabby tom with one white paw
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Rabbitchatter fell in the middle of the pack, punching his way through wind battered snow alongside his clanmates. Who ranged multiple different emotions, fear, anxiety, rage and even some wishing for some kind of altercation. He couldn’t help but feel the prickly feeling of discomfort in his paws. Any interactions with other clans was always a dance of diplomacy, but shadowclan? With tensions running fluid between them it was merely a matter of luck. Who know whose fur was going to get ruffled, whose claws would slide out. Goodness forbid it happen here, but the likelihood wasn’t outside of Dawnstars wheelhouse.

In a way shadowclan reminded him of home, street cat gangs that roamed the gutters of the city and hunted rats. They flipped on a switch, and violence was always their go to.

Once the trees gave way to clearing he felt himself settle, they were the first clan there. The chance that thunderclan could set the tone for the rest of the gathering was high. He puffed a breath of relief out of his nose and made his way down with the rest of his clanmates, taking note of Owlbranch who seemed to be shrinking on the spot. The tom was his senior by a while, but he looked so vulnerable. The tabby moved to step into stride with the tom before taking a seat at his side. “Nasty weather we’ar havin mn?” he piped up, not tossing a look at Owlbranch as he established his seat next to him.

Karlos

Wingnettle

March 5th, 2023, 03:16 AM

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan
Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes
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Sootfur was trekking in the snow with his head elsewhere. He'd been trying to foresee many times what would happen during this Gathering, and now he was here. All of Thunderclan was here, ready to face the other three clans in a night that, in his opinion, would last an eternity this time.

The muscular gray tabby couldn't get out of his head the conviction that things wouldn't run peacefully with Shadowclan. It wasn't a matter of hot-headed warriors anymore; nobody could stop the tension that was breaking the delicate, even if unfair, balance between the clans.

His ears switched direction as they caught a familiar voice: Flameheart was calling for him at the head of the group. He'd been so drowned in his thoughts that he'd forgotten to look for her.
Sootfur gave her a subtle nod and trotted among his clanmates to reach the front, nuzzling her mate with an affectionate purr as he arrived. "Oh, Flameheart. I hope everything will go for the best tonight." He whispered with concern, weaving his tail around hers as they walked together.

Suddenly a reminder broke through his thoughts: Thrushfur was in front of him, and they had almost arrived at the Seastones. Before he could split up from his clan and head to the rocks he asked Flameheart to wait for him a little bit and reached the new leader with a serious gaze.

"Thrushfur, I wanted to ask you... if you were going to mention Dawnpaw's murder tonight. I know this is the worst time to provoke Shadowclan... but we should have a right over such a terrible loss, shouldn't we?" He was talking in a low voice as to give Thrushfur a suggestion, even if it sounded a bit forced. He's our leader. He will know what's best. But he also had a feeling that the gruesome murder will be forgotten and buried away, probably to avoid further problems with Shadowclan.

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[ Eaglet SpiritedWarrior ]

Spotty

March 5th, 2023, 03:19 AM

bite

March 5th, 2023, 05:04 AM

alderstep (https://alderboi.carrd.co/#)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesWhy was he here again? There had to be a reason. A good one. A reason so earth-shatteringly urgent that proved that Alderstep should be here at Seastones with what felt like the rest of ThunderClan. Except there really was no reason. Yet again, the russet tabby had roped himself into a social gathering for no damn reason other than 'it's tradition.'

Oh, how fun. Alderstep watched Thrushfur walk away. This wouldn't go well. It couldn't. His mind flitted to the thought of ShadowClan, worrying for a moment before the tom flicked his tail and sought out a spot to settle down. Whatever happened at this gathering...it was bound to have happened, no matter who was the leader of ThunderClan.

Hah. Why was he acting like there was some sort of imminent threat? He had to stop blowing things out of proportion. The tom tucked his paws under his tail, an action that was almost becoming a nervous habit. At least it kept his paws warm. Alderstep observed the rest of the clan from where he sat, contemplating both going back home to sleep and who'd be next to show up to the gathering. ((open))

ophelia

March 5th, 2023, 02:24 PM

[ valery ]
buzzflight
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Buzzflight trotted along with the rest of her clan, making up for her small size with a quickened pace. It felt strange, having Thrushfur in the lead instead of Sparrowstar. But it wasn't a completely bad experience, just different. Like many of the others, she had her concerns over how the other clan leaders would react to Thunderclan's change in leadership. But she was also curious. It would be quite telling as to other clans' motivations to observe how they responded.

As Thunderclan settled around the clearing, it became clear that they were the first ones to arrive. She glanced around, looking for Cinderpaw or one of her siblings, but her eyes instead fell upon a russet tabby tom. Alderstep, she remembered. He was an older warrior, and one she had little interaction with. But he seemed a little on edge, so she approached him.

"Howdy," she greeted, shaking out her pelt before settling next to him in a little floof ball of calico fur. "You look like you've got some serious stuff on your mind. Not excited for this particular Gathering?" she asked, tilting her head to accompany the wry humor.

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[open]
autumnpaw (6/100)
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The patched cream and brown tabby bounded into the clearing, excited. Snout lifted to the air, she immediately began exploring, trying to smell EVERYTHING. This was her firs Gathering, and the first time she'd been so far from home. It was exciting! She could smell the other clans, even though they weren't there yet, lingering in the corners from the last Gathering. The sights and scents were overwhelming; there was so much to look at!

The six-moons-old apprentice danced around happily, oblivious to the more solemn tone hanging in the rainy atmosphere that was emitted from most of her other clanmates. Today was amazing, and no one could tell her otherwise!

Dakotaa

March 5th, 2023, 02:47 PM

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MallowHeart
ThunderClan
A Beautiful tortoiseshell She-cat with Green eyes.
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MallowHeart has decided to make an appearance at this months gathering. It was time for her to get her social game on. Though not trying to be ambitious, there were plenty of higher rank positions open and she wanted them. She was hoping to get a good look with the higher ranks of other clans.

Thunderclan being first to arrive gave her tons of time to get herself to look pretty. As she found a seat rather close to where the higher rank warriors sat… Maybe she’d have a conversation with an enforcer from ShadowClan…! Though that might not go well, considering the recent drama… OKAY! Not ShadowClan… hm…

WindClan lacks any sort of higher warrior rank so, maybe a shield from RiverClan? Those fish cats were strange but she’d be willing to tolerate it. You never quite know someone until you meet them, right? Okay! Mallowheart was hoping to speak with Riverclan shields! That was her goal today!

Finishing her grooming, she sat in a presentable position and waited. She hoped she was close enough to be dragged into whatever was discussed. Politics, history, new births? Anything was good enough. She just wanted to establish herself as someone to be respected…
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(This is post is semi closed to anyone but as you can see, I have a preferred audience as the other clans arrive. Please shoot me a vm and wait till I respond with an answer. Make sure to tell me which of your characters would like to interact!)
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SpiritWolf_yt

March 5th, 2023, 02:56 PM

Willowlight walked with stormclaw into the seastone gathering, the molly looked around for her friend but seeing shadowclan isn't here she padded over to a peaceful spot and loafed their
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Stormpaw and blazepaw entered the gathering together then sitting down beside each-other they watched
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~Stormclaw~
he/him | male
Thunderclan warrior

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Stormclaw followed thunderclan to the seastones, The tom breathed in and sighed as he made his way, his paws stepping lightly and quietly as he entered the gathering. His eyes gazing around as he came into the gathering, it was only thunderclan no one else yet. The tom turned his head up to thrushfur[star] then looking back down to the clan he sat down in a nice spot, His eyes still looming over everything and everyone

[open]

littlelove

March 5th, 2023, 04:23 PM

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Ah, Gatherings. Cinderpaw would have normally been apprehensive to go - she had Firekit at home in camp now, so she was pretty apprehensive to leave her alone - but alas, she was... kind of required to go now. Huh. Well, at least she had the withstanding to drag her claws across anyone who felt like breaking tonight's truce now. Not that she would have minded doing it before.

Even then, the idea of having to sit up beside the other medicine cats made the eldest apprentice, uh... nervous, and so did having so many eyes upon her. Even if she was excited to piss off some familiar faces. She spoke an awful lot about keeping the nights' truce, but she wasn't sure if she'd be able to keep her claws out of Ivywhat's-her-name's face if the tabby decided to say anything snide (especially about Sparrowstar). Honestly, the whole gathering truce thing was less about keeping the peace and more about the fact that everyone seemed to only care when it wasn't the weasels killing. Cinderpaw wasn't letting them do whatever they wanted to the forest, anymore, but in order to have any standing in doing that the she-cat couldn't look like a hypocrite.

Tail whisking ominously, she turned to Sundust, who she'd been sure to stick close to. What was she even supposed to do? Sit and look pretty? Say some pious bull? Cinderpaw was long past that point now with the thick scars that banded her body. Stars, how the hell was she a good pick for a medic again? "You gotta keep me from sayin' something stupid when they say something stupid." She muttered, form stiff and ready for the rest of the clans to arrive and shoot her stress into overdrive.

[ naiad ]

bite

March 5th, 2023, 04:52 PM

alderstep (https://alderboi.carrd.co/#)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesAt least whatever cat had approached him had a familiar smell- oh, wait. Alderstep snapped out of his placid reverie, noticing Buzzflight next to him. Right. A Thundercat. He turned his gaze to her calico pelt, his stomach sinking into the weight of just plain dread. This one talked like Rabbitchatter. That was never a good sign as if the fact that his clanmate seemed to be so cheery wasn't enough of a warning that this wasn't good news for him.

Alderstep flicked his tail, brushing some snow away from one of his paws before resettling it. "Who is ever excited for meetings?" he grumbled, glancing over around Seastones, wondering if any other clans had shown up yet. Nope. The warrior looked back to Buzzflight. "Are you excited for it?" he half-accused. She seemed like the type that would love to eat up all the gathering drama. Maybe she'd even squeal in delight when ShadowClan declared war-

No. That was not happening.

Whatever. Buzzflight was just an overenthusiastic cat. Most likely. Still, he'd rather keep ThunderClan close to him this gathering rather than have to deal with some pesky, other-clanner 'paw. ophelia

RavensCall

March 5th, 2023, 05:17 PM

Darkpetal sat down, waiting for the other clans to arrive.

(open)

iliri

March 5th, 2023, 05:44 PM

Willowfern

March 5th, 2023, 06:41 PM

Roosterflame followed behind his clan, his yellow eyes sweeping over his clanmates as each and every one of them trudged through the thick snow. It was snow as far as the eye could see, and these feline eyes could see rather far.
At least, Roosterflame thought as he sought out somewhere to observe the Gathering, It isn’t raining.
He found a seat near the front. For once, Roosterflame wanted to be at the head of the action, he wanted to be there to hear things, to see things. Though, more importantly, he wanted to show Thrushfur that he would be there for his new leader, and that he accepted him as such.
He shook off his paws and took his seat facing the Seastones.
Maybe we can have a calmer Gathering for once…? He thought, even though he knew it was for nought. ThunderClan and ShadowClan were on thin ice with one-another right now, and even worse, Sparrowstar’s kidnapping was sure to spur some cats from the other clans to make fun of how ThunderClan seemed to zoom through leaders like the changing of the seasons.
No, this would not be a calmer Gathering, but it might, perhaps, be a useful one.

Yugo.

March 5th, 2023, 06:58 PM

ghost'paw
massive black tom with a few scars and darker spots, has orange eyes that look redish.

ghost'paw trailed behind his siblings keeping a eye on them. sure the sea looked...nice he wasnt a big fan of water due to past events. shaking his head his attention was turned back to his brothers startled yelp. fur bushing up he pushed past his brothers to stand protectively n front of them his teeth bared in case he may have to use them. after seeing the...weird creature he shuffled forward carefully making sure to stand a respectful distance away from the thing. what is it? turning his head he scanned the beach for his mentor but had no luck spotting the cat he trusted. turning his gaze back to the odd animal he kicked a pebble its way. ghostpaw snorted in amusement as it waddled sideways..the only downfall was it was moving towards him not away from him.

in his effort to back away he bumped into his brother robinpaw as he let out a hiss at the animal. of course it ignored the warning hiss and made its way closer. ghotpaw was known for being fearless but at this moment he noticed the animals pinchers.. regret instantly took over him and he hiss again this time he made sure he shooed his younger brothers back a bit more just in case this thing was dangerous. what is THAT..why wont it stop coming near us?! turning his head to robinpaw he bluntly mewed get a stick or something! i just wanna push this thing away from me..AHH the weird animal had pinched him..and it wouldnt let go. shaking his paw he was able to fling the thing away but now his paw hurt. never mind robinpaw its gone. he meowed glumly. now he knew not to mess with those things.
valery
Faline
Apollo.
ehhh poor ghost

Cinderspirit

March 6th, 2023, 01:37 AM

Duskhope stood off to the side, tail tucked neatly over their paws. Gatherings weren't really their thing, but they really had no choice in the matter. At least it was only ThunderClan here, and they didn't have to deal with the others. They shuddered when they thought of ShadowClan. What would they say to killing some of ThunderClan's warriors?
[Open]

MockingRabbit

March 7th, 2023, 11:36 AM

Harefire padded after Thrushfur, shaking his paws after every step to keep the blood circulation going. Slow progress. The brown-and-orange warrior was very concourse of having a new leader, and no deputy. There would only be two deputies sitting under the great rock tonight, assuming nothing had happened in any of the other clans. Sweeping away a clear patch on the ground, then sitting there. He noted, with an apprentice-like glee, that ThunderClan was the first clan to arrive. It was silly, like selecting the plumper of two mice in a rich newleaf. Only gave a temporary satisfaction and then was forgotten about moments later.
{OPEN}

Karlos

March 7th, 2023, 05:20 PM

➛ owlbranch ;
; he/him | seventy moons.

--a fellow thunderclanner made their way over, and owlbranch managed to drag himself out of the anxiety-spiral just before they spoke. owlbranch was considered a senior at this point, was he not? he had to set a good example, right? it was rabbitchaser that took the spot next to him, making a comment – small-talk, he assumed – on the weather. owlbranch nodded, humming in agreement. “mhm.” he purred dryly, tail curling around himself further. he looked up at the moon, watching the stars twinkle and dance. “what do you think?” owlbranch's tone was near-whispering, eyes going cloudy and unfocused, as if he were dreaming. “will the gathering be alright for once?”

wren
– #8/?

ophelia

March 7th, 2023, 06:53 PM

[ valery ]
buzzflight
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Yikes, this tom had it even worse than she'd initially thought. "Sarcasm, sarcasm, sir!" she said, shaking her head in amusement. "Meetings are boring, of course, but I will admit that Gatherings are usually things I look forward to..." she sighed in disappointment, lowering down into her loaf-position. "I don't think excited is the right word," she mused in response to his rather edged question, ignoring the accusatory tone. Everyone was anxious today, so she would let it slide.

"Curious is more like it." Yes, that was a good word. Buzzflight was always prepared for danger, but that didn't stop her from being able to see the light in situations. And there was always a little bit of that. Well, almost always. It could definitely be worse. Right?

ophelia

March 7th, 2023, 07:06 PM

{Springpaw}

The feeling of the light cool breeze running through her thick fur made the pastel calico shiver. This was Springpaw’s first gathering, and from what she’s encountered from eavesdropping on occasional conversations at ThunderClan camp, her own clan was in trouble with ShadowClan. The thought itself made her stomach begin rolling like barrels. She hated feeling this nervous at a gathering. Her blue eyes scanned the dark, dimly lit area only to find that her clan had arrived first to the gathering. She felt a bit at ease for it, but that didn’t stop the churning anxiety in her chest. Her eyes trailed up at the seastones, her mouth open agape at how large it was. She never heard much facts about it, other than the fact that all of the high ranks were mainly up there. It looked memorizing to see with the bright moon shining down along it.

Springpaw tore her eyes away from the stones and began looking around. She spotted a couple of her clanmates speaking with one another, some being familiar in her peripheral vision. The one that mainly caught her eye was her sister, Autumnpaw. This was also her first gathering as well. I wonder how she’s taking it all in. Springpaw thought mentally to herself. She decided to not keep it in much longer and trod her way towards the bright orange molly. “Autumnpaw!” She spoke, her voice warm and welcoming as she looked at her sister. She hadn’t interacted with her much lately, and that honestly made her anxiety act up. She didn’t like it whenever her siblings and her were split. It… made her think of when they were kits. “First gathering, huh? I wonder how the other clans will be like. What about you? What do you think?” She stated, sitting down next to Autumnpaw as she locked her bright blue eyes with her own. She was half tempted to tell her to not cause trouble, but she’ll tell her that after they at least chatted a bit.

ophelia [Sibling interaction :eyes: ]

autumnpaw (8/100)
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Ooh, a cobweb! Oop, a spider! Better leave that alone, she thought to herself, retracting her snout from the rocky crevice it had been stuck into curiously. Everything smelled so...weird. But in a good way, she was pretty sure. Shadowclan sure was stinky though. At least, she was pretty sure that was Shadowclan's scent lingering. They smelled like mushrooms and frogs. Blech.

These thoughts ran through her mind at a million miles a second as she raced around, checking out everything in sight. So. Much. Sand!! She giggled to herself, making a sharp turn and almost running directly into the approaching cat. "Gah!" she yelped in surprise, skidding to an abrupt stop. Who-? Oh, it was Springpaw. She grinned at her sister happily. "That's me alright!" Autumnpaw could tell that her littermate was more excited than usual, despite the lack of obvious giddiness like the behavior exhibited by herself.

"Yup! I think...Shadowclan will be musty, Riverclan will be fishy, and Windclan will be airy," she commented, furrowing her brow as she thought up the descriptions. Then she realized that maybe Springpaw was referring to more than just their scents. "With regards to both personality and scent," she clarified, only half joking.

The other apprentice sat down then, making Autumnpaw realize she was the only cat that hadn't been finding a place to settle. Oops. She quickly followed suit, plopping down next to Springpaw hurriedly. "What about you, whatcha thinking?" she returned the question, tilting her head curiously.

zozelen

March 8th, 2023, 07:51 AM

Wisppaw felt slightly more ready for her second gathering, but still walked around awkwardly for somewhere comfortable to sit. I wonder when the other three clans will be coming. Would fighting break out? Everyone had seemed on edge, lately.

iliri

March 8th, 2023, 09:37 AM

{Springpaw}

The pastel calico watched as Autumnpaw excitedly expressed her thoughts about the gathering, resisting the urge to chuckle at her antics. Springpaw was used to Autumnpaw being like this, as Springpaw herself had been the oldest of the litter, essentially knowing how every one of her littermates acted. She drew her paw over her head as she purred out her response. “Well, I won’t know what the other clans will be like. But most likely, they’ll fit the description of what you said. Knowing most likely though, I think we’ll catch a whiff of RiverClan’s stinking fish scent first.” Springpaw mused, flashing a short genuine smile towards her sister. She couldn’t help but feel a bit of unease enter her. ThunderClan and ShadowClan had been rather tense with each other, the thought only making her fur bristle. But she desperately tried to ignore it. This was espoused to be gathering. No fights would happen during a gathering, right?

Focusing back on Autumnpaw, she decided to have some sort of small talk with her. It had been quite a bit since they’ve last spoken, so she was interested with how her training was currently going. Springpaw had practically raised her and her brothers ever since their mother abandoned them. So she felt like it was her top priority to keep her siblings in check. “How is your training going, Autumnpaw? Not causing trouble for your mentor now, are you?” She asked halfheartedly, a twine of amusement glinting in the long-furred oriental molly’s blue eyes. She knew how Autumnpaw was with those rather boisterous adventures of hers. But she decided to not mention it whatsoever.

ophelia [This post feels so ew- I feel like I didn’t put enough effort to it]

Ian

March 8th, 2023, 10:57 AM

Hazelpaw trotted to the Gathering, the acorns she had gathered tucked under her chin. Today was the day that they would show Dawnstar she wasn't as powerful as she thought she was. The Siamese glanced around for her fellow conspirators and gave them a mischievous smirk.

carmen naiad Quasar Poprock

wren

March 8th, 2023, 11:35 AM

LEFT]
Rabbitchatter ("https://lauren0williams03.wixsite.com/wrens-cats-n-stuff/grizzlythroat”) | He/Him
Large long furred brown tabby tom with one white paw
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The tabby didn’t quite look over at Owlbranch yet, his eyes were tracing the corners of the small clear. He was frightened, on behalf of anyone he knew was vulnerable. Shadowclan being as unhinged and dangerous as he’d made them seem in his mind, was simply just a ticking time bomb. Bound to explode at the slightest inconvenience.

“Fer the sake uh’ anyone here that hasn’t had battle trainin, I sure hope so.” if he had believed in any kind of starclan divinity he would’ve perhaps prayed to them and asked for a safe night, but there was no power there. At least not that he’d had ever seen.

“I spose we shoulda picked more carefully who was going to the gatherin this moon. I’m a’fraid for my apprentice. I barely got ta train her. Barely got ta meet her even. But I spose you can’t tell an apprentice where to go though.. specially on their first gatherin.”

Karlos

[/LEFT]

Zei

March 9th, 2023, 09:41 AM

Poprock

March 9th, 2023, 04:58 PM

carmen naiad Quasar NinjaBloss

Pebblepaw trailed after Hazelpaw with a little less pep in her step than usual. Too many conflicting emotions raged within such a teeny body - resulting in a very annoying headache. Should she be scared to be within such close distance of the Ghouls of Shadowclan? Excited at her first ever gathering and the possibility of making new friends? Snickering at the most devious plan that the Kreachers planned to carry out? Ugh!!! She just didn't know!

"Fwameheart came with... are you sure she won't yell at us again for this?" She murmured to the others.

MockingRabbit

March 10th, 2023, 02:02 PM

Spikystalker dipped his head to the fellow warrior "This Will Be an Interesting Meeting" He Grunted in distaste "You think Tensions are gonna be High? WHat with the Clans Butting heads and all the changes this is bound to cause a stirr"
"Definitely, just as long as I am not in the middle of it all," Harefire laughed. "But when hasn't there been an interesting gathering? I mean, last time I heard that there was a rogue in here!"

Zei

March 10th, 2023, 02:05 PM

"Definitely, just as long as I am not in the middle of it all," Harefire laughed. "But when hasn't there been an interesting gathering? I mean, last time I heard that there was a rogue in here!"
Spikystalker Nodded "likely was, given how many cats gather, one wouldn't be surprised to see what slipped in as we gather. Hopefully things can be resolved without blood spilling, but in a clan i suppose its hard to avoid it forever" Spikystalker replied with a yawn

MockingRabbit

March 10th, 2023, 02:26 PM

Spikystalker Nodded "likely was, given how many cats gather, one wouldn't be surprised to see what slipped in as we gather. Hopefully things can be resolved without blood spilling, but in a clan i suppose its hard to avoid it forever" Spikystalker replied with a yawn
"I wonder if the ShadowClan border skirmish will be mentioned," Harefire mewed, "After all, we both lost cats to it." He sniffed the air, but couldn't yet scent any of the other Clans. They were late, or maybe ThunderClan was early. He looked up at the sky for the moon. Was it completely full? Or was it tomorrow? Or lastnight? He was horrible at reading the moon.

Zei

March 10th, 2023, 02:33 PM

"I wonder if the ShadowClan border skirmish will be mentioned," Harefire mewed, "After all, we both lost cats to it." He sniffed the air, but couldn't yet scent any of the other Clans. They were late, or maybe ThunderClan was early. He looked up at the sky for the moon. Was it completely full? Or was it tomorrow? Or lastnight? He was horrible at reading the moon.
"Knowing Dawnstar yes. She doesn't Stop till she's made a scene" Spikystalker grunted

bite

March 10th, 2023, 03:59 PM

alderstep (https://alderboi.carrd.co/#)
he/him
thunderclan
russet tabby w/ white paws, green eyesAlderstep forced the tension from his shoulder muscles as Buzzflight claimed sarcasm. Yeah, whatever. He totally knew that. He had to try to loosen up and stop being on edge, or whatever Frostfeather had suggested. Except for this time, maybe he did have a good reason. The tom glanced around Seastones again, keeping his eyes out for any more joining clans. No, it was just Thunder, still.

His eyes fixated on the she-cat beside him, watching her settle down. Alderstep was finding himself agreeing with her first statement. He did find meetings boring. Though... "Aren't they the same?" the tom asked, though he was voicing his inner thoughts rather than intentionally speaking. Truly, though, what was the difference between curiosity and excitement? They always seemed like the same thing. With a shrugging motion, Alderstep looked out at the other cats again. His itch to keep an eye on others was acting up, probably because he had a bad feeling in his gut about this meeting.

Oh, what was this? The fluffy warrior's eyes caught sight of his apprentice's dark figure with what he assumed were his siblings. And he was messing with the sea creatures?? Alderstep let his green gaze linger for a moment, almost embarrassed. What kind of apprentice got freaked out over those? Or got pinched by one? With a flick of his tail, Alderstep returned his attention back to Buzzflight, though he kept an ear turned in the general direction of Ghostpaw. If that cat made a fool of himself...hah. Like Alderstep didn't do that just by simply showing up and getting riled up over the littlest things. Another reason why he was going to keep to himself or Buzzflight. The latter was just a maybe. He wasn't too sure how annoyed he'd get by her presence, yet. ophelia
Yugo. -ghosty mention

Undertaker

March 11th, 2023, 07:28 PM

The shadows were scarce with the snow, still, the Queen somehow managed to materialize out of the darkness with little effort. Unconsciously, the leader's broad muscles flexed themselves as she entered the Gathering place. The beach was seemingly empty since the breeze had told her who was there some fox-lengths before she entered the sandy area; she was unsurprised to see ThunderClan linger around. Shockingly, they were first to arrive on this moon, odd since ThunderClan normally was last. Not that when they arrived matters.

The leader's intense, amber, glare was instinctively drawn to the tom sitting on the top of the leaders' stone where a scrawny she-cat normally sat. Puzzlement sat heavily within her gaze for a second and then it turned into glee. Did this mean they lost another one? Laughing loudly to herself, Dawnstar crossed the beach and made her way up to sit in her usual spot. If Thrushfur was here that meant that ThunderClan lost Sparrowstar, which shouldn't be stunning in the slightest. ThunderClan lost their leaders like trees lost their leaves during leaf-fall.

Dawnstar didn't bother saying anything to the tom, simply observing him like she found a new toy to play with. As much... or rather as little as Dawnstar had respected Sparrowstar, she had no real fight in her. She was a lot like Twilightstar in that aspect, willing to admit her faults to avoid more bloodshed. Dawnstar didn't know Thrushfur all that well... or whatever he was calling himself now, but she wondered if he'd be giving in to Sparrowstar's demands, which was to humble himself and ThunderClan to her and ShadowClan.

Inexperienced leaders were fun to play with, not yet understanding the weight of carrying the lives of an entire clan on their shoulders. Most were reckless and easy to rile up, Kestrelstar went on for quite a bit tearing apart ThunderClan. But even he got boring and pacifistic eventually, falling into WindClan's softer ways to avoid war. Skystar had been entertaining for a bit, he threw some new stuff at the clans, but he didn't last long. She wondered what kind of leader the tom before her would be, regardless, she hoped he fought. She hoped he fought long and hard, Dawnstar was going to enjoy pooling blood at his paws alongside the bodies of his clanmates.

The battled-scarred feline swung her large head back to the front, gaze locked on to her clanmates as they filled in part of the beach. The loss of Sparrowstar brought forth an entirely new realm of possibilities. Oh, she was excited just thinking about it! Dawnstar frustrations and anger paled in comparison to the excitement and delight a potential conflict ignited. She couldn't wait!!!

The Shadow Queen and her Clan have Arrived

taillow

March 11th, 2023, 07:36 PM

Coming in close on the tail of Dawnstar, Mirehound slipped out of the shadows and move fluidly under the moonlight. Blue eyes gleamed like chips of frozen dark ice, muscles rippling underneath a smooth and sleek pelt. Her shoulder was almost healed, though still bore fresh scars. Her eye was perhaps the most attention drawing one, a stark fresh pink against her dark black markings. Tail swishing behind her she broke off from the shadow queen as the colossal brown tabby made her way to the stones in favor of scouting the perimeter of the beach.

Enforcer. She was an Enforcer now. A certain pride swelled in her chest at the thought, but it didn't reach her eyes. Despite the flicker of confidence she felt, Mirehound knew better than to fan it into arrogance. Arrogance led to cockiness, and cockiness often lead to death - and she didn't plan to be buried anytime soon. But this would now allow her to stand at level with the other elite members of ShadowClan - including her former mentor. She wondered briefly what his true thoughts were on her promotion. Had he taken notice of how hard she had worked for it? Had he wanted to comment on her work? Was he proud of her?.

She didn't expect to get answers to those questions anytime soon, especially not tonight. Tonight they both would have a duty to ShadowClan, and the gathering as a whole; keeping an eye out for any trespassers and ordering a swift removal of them. Tail flicking the sand behind her, Mirehound settled on a place near the back of the crowded cats, on the surface of a stone lifted up a bit. It gave her the best vantage point while also being able to hear the announcements that would be said.

Which speaking of - wasn't that ThunderClan's deputy? Where was Sparrowstar?
A gleam from her eyes and the hint of a smirk. Oh stars, this would be quite the gathering tonight. She had thought the Clan to have regained at least a little bit of their status as a Clan, but this proved that no matter what happened, ThunderClan would be a kit amongst warriors in regards to the four Clans of the forest. A light scoff was all she gave the situation, ever the curious one at how this would all unfold.

perseus.

March 11th, 2023, 07:48 PM

Sorrelflare had stalked in after Dawnstar and Mirehound, ears swiveling as he listened for anything that could be happening. With the new duties of Enforcers he took a spot near the edges of of large clearing, he sent a quick nod toward Mirehound, the new Enforcer. He hadn't spoken to the new enforcer yet but he had seen her dedication toward Shadowclan, and he was glad to see her join the ranks.

Once he settled on a stone that let him sit a bit higher off the ground, his yellow gaze had simply just scanned through the crowds, though only seeing other Shadowclan cats and Thunderclan cats.

daenerys - for the nod toward mirehound

Ian

March 11th, 2023, 07:53 PM

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The ShadowClan Enforcer padded onto the beach closely behind Dawnstar. There was an unusual pep in her step, and her green eyes scanned the gathered cats with a gleam of excitement. This Gathering would prove to be interesting, and it seemed ThunderClan was the only Clan here. As much as she wanted to pick on the weak squirrels, she refrained and instead took up a post at the edge of the Seastones to keep watch for outsiders. It hadn't slipped her notice that Thrushfur was on top of the Seastones instead of Sparrowstar. With how often the ThunderClan leaders died, she would assume that's what had happened rather than Sparrowstar being too sick to attend. Honestly, much more pathetic could ThunderClan be?

[Open]

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Slytiger
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The Toyger followed behind His Lady as she led the way to the Seastones. He was excited to see how she delt with the ThunderClan worms who had tried to steal ShadowClan prey. They were nothing compared to her, and they never would be. Oh, how he couldn't wait to see their reaction to her words, and the eventual retaliation they were planning.

[Open]

AlreadyMadness

March 11th, 2023, 08:03 PM

~Walnutpaw~

The dark brown she-cat followed her clanmates, a genuine glint of excitement hinting in their expression, their mouth slightly curled into a smile. They had been tasked with helping Riverpaw to the gathering, as they had told her that Riverpaw was incapable to do it herself. Although she wasn't sure if this was the truth, she had no reason not to believe her clanmates. She glanced behind her, making sure that her peer was still with her as they finally entered the gathering area. "We're here." She spoke more to herself than to Riverpaw, but at least acknowledged them by tapping their shoulder with her tail. This was her first time attending a gathering, so she was curious about what would occur. The scents that wafted through the air told her that only ThunderClan and ShadowClan had arrived. Walnutpaw wondered what the other clans were like, knowing only of the stories she had been told as a kit. "Looks like not everyone is here. They better not be late."

[ Karlos ]

Karlos

March 11th, 2023, 08:24 PM

➛ riverpaw ;
; she/her | six moons.

--riverpaw followed closely behind walnutpaw, making sure her paws fell in the exact tracks that her denmate left. while she did partially feel bad for the she-cat for having to make sure that the pale grey molly got here safely, she couldn't think of anyone else that could help her… maybe larkfire? or swanpaw? she hummed, ears pricking forwards as walnutpaw announced their arrival, before using her tail to nudge riverpaw's shoulder. riverpaw gave a soft 'mhm' of acknowledgement.

not everyone was here yet, but she was certain she smelt another clan… oak and squirrels, it smelt like. thunderclan? probably. instinctively, the fur on the back of her neck rose, tail spiking. “is thunderclan here?” she mewed wearily, tone laced with a hiss. the scent of the two rivalling clans both comforted her and worried her. while shadowclan could most certainly protect themselves, she couldn't help but worry that thunderclan would start the type of gathering drama that she'd always heard about when she'd been a kitten.

AlreadyMadness
– #10/100

Willowfern

March 11th, 2023, 11:34 PM

Roosterflame’s eyes followed the ShadowClan Warriors and the ShadowClan leader herself as they entered the Seastones, he beat back the urge to glare at Dawnstar, and he kept his gaze perfectly neutral.
No need to go heightening existing tensions now, Roosterflame, He thought with a little hum to himself, There will be plenty of time to glare at Dawnstar and her lackeys over the border if we ever come in contact with them, but this is a Gathering, and good behavior is expected.
Roosterflame then turned his eyes back to Thrushfur, sending his new leader a reassuring smile.
It’s all going to be alright, we’ll be fine. Just agree to what Sparrowstar promised them, and we can get the whole thing out of our way. Please. The clans don’t need war right now. We don’t need more death, more losses.

[ Still Open ]

LostInTheOrchids

March 12th, 2023, 12:03 PM

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　 Deadfeather of Shadowclan - Schzoid Personality Disorder - Non-binary (afab) - Gray with black markings and near red, amber eyes.　˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

Deadfeather padded behind The Shadow Queen, interesting, Sparrowstar wasn't here, instead, Thrushfur was. "Hah! Thunderclan can't go a moon without losing a cat." They laughed to themselves. Promptly taking a seat where Deadfeather could see the gathering.

If Dawnstar was to confront Thrushfur about the recent Incident which killed four of Shadowclan's warriors, what would she say? Interesting, several possibilities ignited themselves in their mind, the possibility Thrushfur dying tonight, leading to the weakening of Thunderclan, The demands of hunting territory in return for the warriors that Shadowclan lost, the demands that Dawnstar were to make? Interesting, so many possibilities.

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AlreadyMadness

March 12th, 2023, 01:34 PM

~Walnutpaw~

Noticing how her peer's fur pricked up, she could guess how she was feeling. "Yeah. Looks like ThunderClan arrived before us too." The stench of the other clan mixed with the familiar scent of ShadowClan, but was still quite prominent. "I bet that this will end well." Sarcasm dripped from her words, finding her own fur starting to bristle before settling, doing her best to keep herself calm.

Noticing that their clanmates had gone ahead of them, spreading out into the clearing, she padded forward, making sure Riverpaw stayed next to her with her tail. "Let's get a move on. We don't want to be those kid of cats." Glancing around the area, her gaze narrowed to observe the unfamiliar cats which they caught sight of no matter where their eyes travelled.

[ Karlos ]

Pitou

March 12th, 2023, 01:51 PM

**Elmshadow**

The dark medicine cat moved onto the sandy beach behind Dawnstar. It didn't much surprise him that Mirehound, Sorrelflare, and Vixensnarl were among the closest behind the massive leader. What was notable, however, was the emptiness. Thunderclan's scent was strong over the salty air. His ear twitched. It could get tense if another clan didn't arrive soon. His eyes were drawn next to Dawnstar as she leapt onto the massive stones, beside not Sparrowstar but Thrushfur. Had Thunderclan lost yet another leader? And what would this mean for the electric strife between the two clans. He'd understood that it had been Sparrowstar had been the one to regret Thunderclan's actions while Thrushfur had been participating in the recent battle. He found his usual spot with the other medicine cats and sat down. He glanced only briefly at the other cat there, it was the same she-cat that had joined Sundust to the last halfmoon meeting, Cinderpaw. Another interesting new development.

Pitou

March 12th, 2023, 01:59 PM

**Cougarivy**
Shadowclan Enforcer

The mottled enforcer commander trotted bouncily in over the sandy beach beside her mate. Her eyes scanned over the other Shadowclanners in the front of the pack and noticed Vixensnarl, Mirehound, and Sorrelflare. Her claws flexed reflexively as her paws sifted into the cold sands and snow, and then the scent of Thunderclan washed over her, prompting a wide grin. It was only Thunderclan and Shadowclan stuck together in their moonly meeting place. Would Thunderclan stick to their beloved Warrior Code and keep the peace? Maybe she wouldn't need to wait for a rogue to move in to get some action this gathering. She giggled silently. As Elmshadow moved towards his spot with the medicine cats, Cougarivy broke away from him instead of joining him as she had the past couple gatherings. She'd always kept an eye over the whole thing and tended to like the vantage point she got from the medicine cat area but, since Dawnstar adding to their role at gatherings, Cougarivy dedcided she'd take up a post closer to the outskirts where she coculd be quicker to the scene if anybody tried to come in. Besides, with five other enforcers, she didn't feel the need as much to keep a general overview, though she'd regret this decision if something broke out outside of her view this time.

SpiritWolf_yt

March 12th, 2023, 02:05 PM

Thornclaw followed his clan into the gathering the tom headed over to stormclaw to see how he was doing

[open all my thunderclan and shadowclan are open]

Karlos

March 12th, 2023, 05:38 PM

➛ riverpaw ;
; she/her | six moons.

--so they were here. she knew it. walnutpaw's sarcastic tone only made riverpaw's stomach knot. swallowing the weariness that had begun to rise in her throat, she followed behind her peer, ears flattening against her head as her tail only slightly tucked around her legs.

sweeping around the area with her paws, riverpaw sat. there was no one already sitting here, which was good, and the thumped her tail to invite walnutpaw next to her. “you can sit next to me, if you like.” she added as well, before turning her attention to the countless whispers.

or, well, it wasn't really a whisper, but a big announcement from deadfeather; thunderclan had lost someone. really? this was riverpaw's first gathering, so she wouldn't know. it wasn't like she could see who'd been lost, either. she'd just have to listen. that was what she was good at, afterall.

AlreadyMadness
– #12/100

AlreadyMadness

March 12th, 2023, 05:49 PM

~Walnutpaw~

Riverpaw's invitation to sit beside them certainly wasn't one the last things Walnutpaw expected out of this gathering, but it still surprised them a little, as they didn't know each other that well. She silently accepted the invitation, taking a seat. After all, it wasn't as if she had anyone else to sit next to. Just like her peer, since this was her first gathering, she didn't know what to expect from it. From time to time, her eyes wandered back over to Riverpaw before glancing away, though it wasn't like Riverpaw could SEE her looking. Thoughts circulated in her head, not knowing what to say and not knowing what to do in a situation like this.

[ Karlos ]

Karlos

March 12th, 2023, 06:02 PM

➛ riverpaw ;
; she/her | six moons.

--the two were silent, and riverpaw couldn't help but feel as though her pelt was prickling uncomfortably. just because she couldn't see someone looking did not mean she couldn't feel it. she'd learnt what it felt like. when someone was staring, and the feeling of a deep hole in your stomach, until the air was cleared and they looked away. she couldn't blame walnutpaw, really, but it still felt strange.

“what does it look like?” she hummed absent-mindedly, simply trying to start up some small talk. she could smell it; thunderclan and shadowclan scent mixing, along with salt and the feeling of sand under her paws. distantly, the roaring of waves and call of seagulls caught her ears, and riverpaw took a breath, breathing it all in.

whiskers twitching, she tried her best to face walnutpaw, attempting the ability to seem like she was looking at her. “we're near the ocean, aren't we? i've heard of the ocean before… it sounds nice.” it sounded beautiful, really, though she was always afraid of drowning. being both blind and not knowing how to swim? well… it was a dangerous game for one to play.

AlreadyMadness
– #13/100

shaae_26

March 12th, 2023, 06:05 PM

Hailhawk padded up to the gathering, following Thrushfur

SuspiciousMindz

March 12th, 2023, 07:30 PM

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)] of ShC
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The brown tabby followed closely behind Vixensnarl [ NinjaBloss ]. It was habit to follow her at this point, they always seemed to be together at clan meetings and now the Gatherings. However, when coming up to the crowd of ThunderClan cats, the warrior drifted back within the crowd. He wasn't so eager to mingle and instead found himself sitting towards the back edge of his clanmates, watching Dawnstar find her place on the Seastones. His green gaze drifted to Thrushfur sitting up there. What had happened to Sparrowstar? Guess they would find out shortly.

[Sparrowpelt (https://suszone.weebly.com/sparrowpelt.html)] of ThC
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The large, fluffy, tom followed behind his clanmates. There had been a lot happening in the clan and he couldn't help but wonder what Thrushfur was going to share. . . and how much information he was going to provide about the situation. Now was not the time to appear weak. New-Leaf was just around the corner, they needed to hang on just a little bit longer.

RavensCall

March 12th, 2023, 10:05 PM

[Sparrowpelt (https://suszone.weebly.com/sparrowpelt.html)] of ThC
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The large, fluffy, tom followed behind his clanmates. There had been a lot happening in the clan and he couldn't help but wonder what Thrushfur was going to share. . . and how much information he was going to provide about the situation. Now was not the time to appear weak. New-Leaf was just around the corner, they needed to hang on just a little bit longer.

Echopaw noticed Sparrowpelt. "Hi dad!" she mewed

Shade.

March 13th, 2023, 05:46 AM

With slightly more assertiveness in her step, Roseraven finally decided to go to a gathering and participate.

MockingRabbit

March 13th, 2023, 09:29 AM

"Knowing Dawnstar yes. She doesn't Stop till she's made a scene" Spikystalker grunted
Harefire nodded. "I am sure Thrushfur will handle it," he mewed, trying to sound more confident than he felt.

Zei

March 13th, 2023, 09:31 AM

Harefire nodded. "I am sure Thrushfur will handle it," he mewed, trying to sound more confident than he felt.
"uh-huh, well speak of the Ice Queen herself" He Chuffed with an eye-role in the Shadowclan leaers direction... "urgh... i hate her, such a disgusting furball... *Sigh* at least they can't fight at a gathering" he murmured as he loafed

Red Dawn

March 13th, 2023, 10:03 AM

occultation

March 13th, 2023, 12:35 PM

【 S H A D O W F U R 】

Shadowfur padded into the clearing near the back of his Clan’s group. He’d stayed near the back, so as to watch out for any unwanted tag-alongs or disruptive individuals. He hoped this Gathering would simply be peaceful and normal.

Those wishes would not be satisfied, he realized, as he caught sight of Thrushfur sitting atop the leaders’ stones with no sign of Sparrowstar. He snorted; did ThunderClan seriously lose another leader already!? Pathetic. Truly pathetic. He wondered who ThunderClan’s new deputy would be, or if Thrushfur had even received his nine lives yet.

In keeping with Dawnstar’s wish for the Enforcers to help guard the Seastones from intruders, he hung out near the entrance to the area.

A few minutes went by before he caught sight of a foreign cat reeking strongly of ThunderClan. This cat looked uncomfortable and uncertain, a difference from the arrogant cats that usually made up ThunderClan’s ranks.

An idea occurring to him, he slid over to the young tom. “Good evening. My name’s Shadowfur.”

The tom’s head whipped in surprise, as if he hadn’t been expecting to get approached. “Hello!” he chirped, his stature brightening a little. “My name’s Oriolepaw.”

Shadowfur tipped his head to one side. “Oriolepaw, hm? You look a little old to be an apprentice. Can’t ThunderClan train their ‘paws?”

Something akin to embarrassment flashed in the other tom’s eyes. He ducked his head for a moment, but then seemed to have other thoughts. He straightened his stature once more, and actually looked Shadowfur in the eyes. “I’m almost done with my training. I lost a couple mentors, and I cracked my shoulder, so it set me behind. But I’m done with my territory tour now, so all I need is another battle lesson!”

The black tom only nodded. I doubt he’d say anything about his battle lessons. Perhaps the territory tour? “I remember when I was a ‘paw and got my territory tour. It amazed me to see just how large ShadowClan territory is. It was a lot of fun, probably one of my favorite memories about training. I remember begging my mentor to spend extra time at Hawk’s Ridge. That was my favorite landmark.”

Oriolepaw nodded enthusiastically. “I felt the same way! ThunderClan’s territory is huge! Sootfur, he’s one of out warriors, took me to see Sunkissed Creek. That was my favorite part. The creek was so beautiful. I hope I get a chance to visit again when I’m a warrior. Sootfur told me a story about how ThunderClan had an event there, and how he met his mate there! I wasn’t able to learn how to fish when I went, but hopefully one day.”

Shadowfur nodded. “I was able to learn how to hunt when I went to Hawk’s Ridge. It was pretty dangerous, though; those cliffs soar over a steep drop. One wrong step and over you go! The view is truly breathtaking, though. You can see a beautiful lake that’s nearby from the ridge. I often find myself seeking comfort from that place, and I know a lot of cats who do the same.”

Oriolepaw sat down, curling his fluffy tail around his paws. “I think Sunkissed Creek is the same for our cats. A lot of cats go there for hunting, but they also find it fun and comforting. It’s nestled in a wonderful spot in the woods, far enough from camp and the borders that it’s really quiet. I wish we had territory by some cliffs, though! That sounds cool!”

The Enforcer glanced in the direction of the Seastones. “It’s truly a shame that you’ve lost your leader,” he commented. There was the slightest hint of snark in his tone, but only those who knew him well would’ve been able to pick up on it.

Case in point: Oriolepaw did not. “We all really miss her, but I think Thrushfur is going to do a good job. He lost his kid recently, so he’s been kind of a mess. But he’s a good cat, so I know he’ll be good for ThunderClan.”

Shadowfur’s whiskers twitched. “Hm, well hopefully he lasts longer than Sparrowstar and Cinderstar did.”

The apprentice nodded in agreement. They then lapsed into silence.

[CLOSED - DO NOT INTERACT]

taillow

March 13th, 2023, 01:18 PM

Sitting upon the outside of the gathered cats gave her quite the range. Mirehound's observant, keen gaze swept over the sea of gathered cats. There was Walnutpaw and Riverpaw near the group, seemingly sticking close to one another. A few ThunderClan warriors were eyeing the ShadowClan group as if at any point they were going to raise their claws. An apprentice-sized cat seemed to be calling out to their father, rushing towards him. So far neither WindClan nor RiverClan had showed up, so the shadow kept to her spot among the rock.

Scanning the perimeter so far had proved of little to nothing, since it seemed the outsiders were smart enough to stay away for now, but her ears did pick up on a conversation not too far from where she was seated. Paws were silent in the sand as she slipped off her rock, pacing around the edge and appearing as if she were simply patrolling the outside of Seastones. But she was curious as to what Shadowfur was doing, if not guarding the outskirts and instead socializing.

...A ThunderClan apprentice? Her blue eyes scanned the area behind the gathered group, though her ears were back, listening in on what she could pick up. They seemed to be conversing about training, and Mirehound was curious as to what his angel was. Shadowfur didn't strike her as the sort of cat to pick up conversation with anyone, let alone a ThunderClan apprentice - especially after the border skirmish. But she continued to listen in, if only to figure out what in the stars her former mentor was up to.

Hawk's Ridge. They didn't have a territory landmark like that. Curiosity had her turning and starting to pace slowly the other way, eyes not looking at the duo while her ears stayed perked. Something about the way in which he crafted words to this apprentice... had her stomach churning. Discomfort settled into her head and she flicked her ear. Hawk's Ridge wasn't a landmark, but by the sound of excitement in the apprentices' voice it seemed Sunkissed Creek was. Was... was Shadowfur...?

No. He wouldn't do that. He wouldn't use his way with words on an apprentice. For the first time since leaping off her stone Mirehound cast her blue gaze towards the duo, but rested it on Shadowfur. There was a small flash of disbelief in her gaze. Her heart felt heavy suddenly and she turned her gaze away. The last thing her ears picked up as she headed back towards her rock was the snark in his tone, undistinguishable to the young, impressionable apprentice most likely.

A scowl marked her face as she moved back up onto her rock, curling her tail across her paws. Her senses remained alert for any disturbances, but there was a sting of tears behind her eyes. She didn't want to believe her former mentor would stoop as low in war as to manipulate an apprentice, and part of her was angry at whoever the cats mentor was at not training them better. Her paws shuffled below her as she gazed ahead, ignoring the way her mind cried out about what she had just heard. Perhaps she was overthinking it. Or maybe she was reading too much into it. That had to be the case, right? Shadowfur wouldn't do that...

It hurt to think about, but the weasel of a thought was already half-way into her brain. Had he ever done that to her? Conversated her about something with a hidden intent to gain information? Had... had he been privy to Scorchedraven's spewing more than she had originally thought? Now her thoughts were just running crazy and the Enforcer attempted to steel her expression, rendering it neutralized. Blue eyes were like chips of eyes as they stared ahead at the Seastones. She pushed the cacophony of thoughts away, not willing or ready to deal with them tonight.

Shadowfur was a good cat, underneath it all. He was. He was, he was, he was... wasn't he?

Rose

March 13th, 2023, 02:00 PM

serendipity.

March 13th, 2023, 03:28 PM

SWANPAW (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1375366&postcount=3)
she/her | 7 Moon

Swanpaw entered the gathering behind the Shadow queen, bright blue eyes blinked as she slithered out of the concealing darkness there was the loss of the usual bounce in her step, although she kept a kind approachable face perhaps she hoped that someone interesting would come to talk with her. The air was crisp, her paws could feel the chill leaking from the icy ground, what a nice day hopefully someone to talk to would make it even better! She was good at talking to people but not so good at making them stay. Everyone seemed on edge after the recent border skirmish and to be honest she wanted to know how many people had died on Thunderclans side, not enough.

Was she too mean? They had lost cats too, clanmates, siblings, and some may have even lost parents. She bit her tongue and her gaze fell upon Riverpaw who was sitting close to Walnutpaw. Good, she would be safe from the eventual mess that would occur. The small molly took a comfortable seat near the duo not wanting to interrupt anything that the two were doing. Gatherings were times to make new friends from all kinds of clans! Let's just hope they're nice.

[ open ]

- #52

TheNyanCatMinecart

March 13th, 2023, 04:11 PM

~ IVYSNAKE OF SHADOWCLAN ~

Tall, angular, dark brown she-cat with distinctive ivy-like black stripes and piercing amber eyes.

The air was oppressive, pressing down onto Ivysnake's sleek pelt with the weight of ancient stones. Her paws crunched through the dense layer of snow as she walked with her head and tail held high, not bowing to the pressure. Shadows swamped the land; the full moon and the fitful light of the stars were blotted out. Not even the bone-white snow shone in this darkness. The freezing frost was nothing more than a glimmer in a world of shadows. Thunder rumbled in the distance. Ivysnake's pointed ears hardly twitched as she continued on her way, her dark, slender shape sliding across the landscape. She, too, was nothing more than a shadow, her piercing amber eyes, crunching pawsteps, and strong ShadowClan scent the only indicators that something was there. Someone. Not just a medicine cat from another Clan: a fighter who wasn't afraid to rip out the throat and steal the skin of anyone who dared to provoke her.

A chill wind rushed toward Ivysnake, carrying the heavy odors of the storm and the other Clans. Her face remained an impassive mask, her gaze deadly but unchallenging, as she moved with her Clan and reached the area where, beneath the snow, soil became sand. The beach wasn't free of the darkness; she could barely make out the shapes sitting on or around the rocks. But her nose worked just fine. ThunderClan is here. The medicine cat apprentice's eyes narrowed to slits, and the stoic facade briefly dropped as hostility crept into her face. She remembered that day when Dawnstar came into camp with four dead warriors, sending a barrage of injured cats to the medicine cats' den. Claws slid out of their dark sheaths, and even in the shadows, they flashed threateningly. I wouldn't mind sinking them into one of their pelts. But not here, not now. The frog-brained Gathering truce had to be upheld. And Sparrowstar had promised repentance. Speaking of which...

Ivysnake cast her gaze up toward the Seastones as she walked toward them. Dawnstar was already making her way up the jagged rocks, a dark, hulking, menacing shape. There was another rumble of thunder, but she thought her glorious leader had opened her mouth. Was she talking to Sparrowstar? The tall tabby she-cat swung her head toward the ThunderClan leader, but... Her eyes narrowed, and her steps slowed, though they didn't stop. That's not Sparrowstar. Sitting atop the rocks, not looking very pleased, was a pale, feathery-furred tom. Thrushfur. So, ThunderClan had lost another leader, had they? Or was Sparrowstar simply sick? Ivysnake's lip curled with scorn. ThunderClan might have become some semblance of a Clan again - thanks to Dawnstar's great mercy; they should be appreciative, but the Clans were destined to be rivals - but they were still weak. And they went through leaders like a starving hawk through fish.

They have a conflict with us, too. Ivysnake paused for a moment to flex her claws. I wonder how Thrushfur will handle it if his leader isn't able to help - or if she's dead. She looked back at Dawnstar. What did her glorious leader think? She got her answer swiftly. Even from here, in the darkness, Ivysnake couldn't miss the pure glee that gleamed in the ShadowClan leader's golden-amber eyes. It would've been surprising, considering how angry Dawnstar had been lately, especially at ThunderClan, but... This is a perfect opportunity. Some of the old feelings, those she'd felt as a kit, apprentice, and young warrior, returned. Conflict. Bloodshed. It's been far too long. Ivysnake might be less involved now that she was training to be a medicine cat, but that didn't mean she couldn't fight. Her paws itched with the urge to feel warm, freshly-spilled blood.

But this was a Gathering, and she wouldn't make a move here unless Dawnstar did first. So, Ivysnake tore her gaze - an odd mix of excited and scornful - from Thrushfur, or Thrushstar, whoever he was, and made her way to the area where the medicine cats sat. Elmshadow had just arrived there; his primarily dark-gray-and-black fur was difficult to see in the darkness, especially with the shadow of the Seastones falling over him, but the gleam of his emerald-green eyes gave him away. That was something Ivysnake had to be mindful of when it came to stealth: her sharp, piercing gaze, which cleaved through the darkness like an eagle talon through kit fluff. She reached him and dipped her head - she wasn't late this time, despite the injured cats back home, though they would heal soon enough.

The familiar scent washed over her right as she spotted the massive shape. Ivysnake's head snapped to the side to rest on... Cinderpaw. The name was mentally spoken with mixed hatred and scorn. Or whatever her name is. Her tail-tip twitched. If only this wasn't a Gathering. If Cinderpaw had been intruding on ShadowClan territory... Ivysnake would've loved to rip into her. She wouldn't make a bad pelt, either. But why was she sitting with the medicine cats, of all things, especially after ripping up the crystal in the Starcave? Not that Ivysnake cared for it, but surely that held some weight, considering how important most medicine cats found it. Surely she isn't the next medicine cat. If so, she was a horrible choice, and it was embarrassing and pathetic how quickly ThunderClan burned through its high ranks.

"Are you ThunderClan's new medicine cat?" the dark brown tabby asked. Her tone was formal, but she didn't bother to keep her scorn and dislike out of it. She hated Cinderpaw, but ThunderClan had also done a great misdeed to ShadowClan. They would pay with many lives and battlefields stained with red. "I don't see why StarClan would choose you after what you did to the Starcave. Unless Thrushfur made the decision, if that's still his name." She jerked her pointed chin toward the pale, feathery-furred tom. "If so, I wouldn't be surprised if it was a bad one. ThunderClan's high ranks have been nothing short of pathetic for the last several seasons. Expendable." Her tail-tip twitched. She wanted to add something about Sparrowstar, asking if the yellow, brown, and cream she-cat was really dead, but she'd find out soon enough.

littlelove - Cinderpaw Ravensong - Elmshadow

Willie Warf

March 13th, 2023, 09:33 PM

Moonraven

March 13th, 2023, 10:53 PM

This feels strange, it sent uncomfortable chills down her spine and cause her muscles to stiffen, and her legs dragging. It's been a long long while since she's been the solo high rank among WindClan to come to the gathering. She led what members of the clan she had allowed to join her through RiverClan's territory, inching her way closer to the beach at a snail's pace. Today, the reluctance to come to the gathering was not due to the weather or even the cold, but her thoughts and concerns were back home with those suffering due to some unknown illness. Twilightstar had paced in her den and contemplated whether she should bring her clan to the gathering at all this moon.

In the end, she made the bold decision to come. WindClan has triumphed over outbreaks in the past, and after reminding herself that she has walked the path of a sole leader before, she settled on the fact that stewing within the camp would do no cat any good. So though it feels as if her bones have no more strength and her muscles are all out of power, as if someone poured gasoline onto the spark of fear in her belly, and through the constant concerns and worries that buzzed around her wondering who passed while she was away, she pushed onwards. She jammed all her doubts and guilt deep down within her and raised her head high and iced her gaze as the mingled scents wafted through her nostrils.

Twilightstar found ThunderClan and ShadowClan already on the beach. What tension she might have caught between the two clans was overlooked as her mind was rather preoccupied. She didn't even notice that there was an entirely different cat in the ThunderClan's leader's place until she leaped and took a seat in between the tom and the Shadow Queen. Thrushfur? Twilightstar blinked her single green orb while glancing at him. Where was Sparrowstar? Twilightstar was somewhat hoping that the other leader was merely sick, like Fallownose, but that spiteful little voice in the back of her head said otherwise. She hoped that Cowtuft was doing alright with everyone back home.

Twilightstar shot a quick glance at Dawnstar who appeared less angry this moon, there was pure glee in her gleaming amber eyes. Though it appeared directed at ThunderClan, Twilightstar naturally remained on guard. She hadn't a clue about who did what, or why, but when Dawnstar was happy about something that always meant trouble, mixed with a lot of bloodshed and death. Dawnstar had quite the sadist streak when it came to violence with the other clans, Twilightstar knew firstpaw how volatile and unpredictable the enormous death incarnate could be when it came to 'retribution' as she called it. The eldest leader inched a little closer to Thrushfur and frowned lightly at Dawnstar before returning her thoughts to her clan.

WindClan was clearly not in a position to get on any of the clans bad side but wasn't completely certain how tight-lipped she'd be able to keep herself if found that ShadowClan was targeting ThunderClan due to the potential change in leadership or over something petty. Twilightstar was doing her best to act and appear as unaffected and untroubled as she regularly was, but it was hard to still her lashing tail and twitching whiskers. Sighing softly, she refocused her attention on the cat below the Seastones.
[Any WindClan cats participating or aiding in the Snow-Fever Event are not allowed at this Gathering]

WindClan's Arrived

MockingRabbit

March 14th, 2023, 06:12 AM

"uh-huh, well speak of the Ice Queen herself" He Chuffed with an eye-role in the Shadowclan leaers direction... "urgh... i hate her, such a disgusting furball... *Sigh* at least they can't fight at a gathering" he murmured as he loafed
Harefire looked uncomftable as he watched Dawnstar's expression as she seated herself.

iliri

March 14th, 2023, 06:36 AM

{Springpaw}

Everything felt uncomfortable. Almost every segment of her sitting here in this very gathering felt uncomfortable. The ThunderClan apprentice whipped her head around to look at the sudden clans strolling in. Springpaw felt her anxieties slowly raise from the initial sight of a large brown tabby molly strolling her way in. That must’ve been Dawnstar, and Springpaw felt her legs almost buckle beneath her. She tried to swallow the sudden anxieties away, but all it did was slowly crawl itself back up into her throat and hang around like the green cough. Springpaw desperately tried to inhale gasps of air, trying to ease her now pounding heart. Her muscles were suddenly stiffening along her back, her pastel calico fur raising up along her back. She couldn’t control her sudden anxieties and she absolutely hated it. Her claws were suddenly unsheathed and began to helplessly dig into the snow below, sending a cold chill up her body. Desperately, she tried to suppress the sudden feeling away, but all it did was keep hitting at her like a plague.

The corners of her mind remembered faintly about what tensions were like between ThunderClan and ShadowClan, and her heart only began to throb faster against her chest when realization came to her like a speeding car. There could be a possible fight at the gathering, and this was only her first. Whisking her tail, Springpaw desperately tried to ignore the negative thoughts attacking at her brain. She just needed to calm herself down. No one should know how she’s currently feeling about the sudden situation. That’s all that needed to know. Her panicked gaze did make contact with the welcoming WindClan. Or at least, what she assumed was WindClan. She had known briefly about the other clans, and judging from the weird, rabbit-like scent that the sleek warriors carried, her assumption must’ve been correct. Springpaw hadn’t bothered to budge from her single spot, being too engulfed by her own fear and anxieties itself.

[OPEN, this poor girl needs help and this is rather short, but I’ll make my next posts longer!]

carmen

March 14th, 2023, 11:19 AM

Dark

March 14th, 2023, 11:21 AM

Larkfire
She/Her

Sometimes days just whizzed by, and these past few ones after the skirmish and the meeting felt like them. Larkfire kept to herself, took apprentices out for training, wandered the territory alone. Anything, she did anything, to distance herself from the cats that tugged on her heart. They held her back. They posed a threat, hovering over her and holding the strings to her heartbreak. One pull, one measly tug, and she would crumble. Lark could not take it anymore. Better safe than sorry, even if that safety came with solitude.

The embers of tamped down savage cruelty glowed behind Larkfire's amber hues of fire, hidden in the depths of her mind. It threatened, day after day, to emerge with the vicious monster lurking beside. The shadow she could not escape, the monster she could not outrun.

Mind buzzing with the awareness of her surroundings, Larkfire slunk after her Clan and into the gathering, weaving easily through the crowd of cats to take her place in one of the furthest back corners. All the other Enforcers had taken a corner, surrounding the other Clans when they arrived, so Lark supposed she'd have to maintain hers too. After all, Dawnstar had told them to watch the gatherings for outsiders, had she not?

Darkfall
___________

This was the first gathering that the tom had attended since he and Larkfire had spent that one beautiful night talking under the stars almost 6 moons ago now. The tom had grown considerably since that night and despite the season, muscles rippled underneath his black-striped pelt. He was here on a mission, or at least that was the original idea anyways. He was here to collect intel on ThunderClan but as he looked around it seemed that many of the other cats were already doing that, so it appeared as though he wouldn’t have to take the direct approach of actually talking to any of the squirrels and could listen from a distance.

That was good. He still felt anger over the border battle that he had witnessed and wasn’t quite sure if he’d be able to fully restrain himself should his buttons be pushed too much and he wasn’t particularly inclined to get on Dawnstar’s bad side at this gathering.

Ushering Moonpaw forward with a flick of his tail, Darkfall scanned the beach to find a good spot to observe the proceedings of the events and noticed a familiar grey face in a back corner alone. Unwittingly, his feet began moving before he could even think about what he was doing. ”Follow me,” He told his young apprentice as he made his way towards the familiar she-cat, weaving in between the crowd of cats.

Knowing how jumpy she could be, Darkfall didn’t bother masking his presence as he approached Larkfire. When he got closer he gave the she-cat a sly grin ”Good evening my lovely friend, what has you out here in the cold all on your lonesome?” He asked smoothly. He knew that the young enforcer was probably just doing what she felt was her duty, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t susceptible to being cold just like the rest of them. He took up a spot next to her ”C’mon now, I’m sure you’ve got to be cold over here. How about the two of us keep you company?” he offered, gesturing toward Moonpaw.

[ Wingnettle ]

MockingRabbit

March 14th, 2023, 11:42 AM

serendipity.

March 14th, 2023, 11:48 AM

{OPEN}

Swiftheat was glad of the change in weather. The last two times, it had been raining badly. It had been horrible for him the first time, though thankfully the second time he had not come. Now there was snow. Not half as bad as rain, though still cold. Being careful where he placed his paws, the sandy tabby did not realise that ThunderClan and ShadowClan had already come, nor that there was another cat in front of him.

"Hey, watch it!" Froststorm snapped after a bumbling WindClan warrior walked into him. He almost lashed out at him, but the truce held his paw firm. Now he had lost her. Froststorm had tried standing higher. Willowlight's white pelt was hard to spot in this snow, and he had just spotted her, now he couldn't. He headed off in her general direction. ~*Hope*~

SWANPAW (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1375366&postcount=3)
she/her | 7 Moon

The small molly watched the pair her eyes gleaming with interest as she headed over towards them, "Hey there! I'm Swanpaw whats your name?"

- #

Sharppaw post 17

Sharppaw, who clung to the shadows well, seemingly appeared next to a fellow apprentice of the same clan, giving her a "Hi!"

Swanpaw turned to look at her fellow apprentice giving her a soft smile, "Howdy there how have you been?"

MockingRabbit

March 14th, 2023, 12:06 PM

SWANPAW (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1375366&postcount=3)
she/her | 7 Moon

The small molly watched the pair her eyes gleaming with interest as she headed over towards them, "Hey there! I'm Swanpaw whats your name?"

- #

Swanpaw turned to look at her fellow apprentice giving her a soft smile, "Howdy there how have you been?"
Swiftheart gave the ShadowClan apprentice a bright smile. "My name is Swiftheart, pleasure to meet you." He bobbed his head to her.

SpiritWolf_yt

March 14th, 2023, 12:26 PM

Zei

March 14th, 2023, 12:49 PM

Cobwebpaw Grunted as He Stalked into the gathering place. a frown on hhis face... how much longer? how much longer would this be? Him Going to gatherings still an Apprentice?!

he was steaming over it...
"urgh... bruh this is getting annoying!" he grumbled under his breath. "just breathe... don't need anyone up my grill right now because of my temper... calm... calm... calm... NOPE! NOT GONNA WORK!" he snarled the last part out loud enough for others to hear. "feh, what do i care? let them hear me. I'm a Wall Flower anyway"

(open)

Madelaine

March 14th, 2023, 01:10 PM

Caterpillarpatch
*⋆*❀❁❀*⋆*❀❁❀*⋆*❀❁❀*⋆*❀ ❁❀
Female[she/her] - Windclan

Moving after her clanmates Caterpillapatch grew excited for the gathering. This was her first one in a long time and she couldn't wait to meet a few cats or even just one. A flower she had found was nicely behind her ear. It had taken such a long time to find. It was great that New-leaf was right around the corner. She wanted it to get a little bit warmer. Padding over to a spot nearby a few cats she sat down. She turned to one in hope to start a conversation. "Hello. My name's Caterpillarpatch.", she introduced.

[ poseidon; ]

carmen

March 14th, 2023, 01:56 PM

Cardinalpaw

A few steps in and they were already ready to leave. They didn't like talking to the majority of Windclan, how were they supposed to do this? Robinpaw was yet to be spotted, their sister missing in action. The calico took a few short steps forward, stepping carefully along the beach as she trudged behind the lilac molly known as Twilightstar. While they certainly did not wish to be here, among the throng of felines of which they had never met, Cardinalpaw couldn't very much leave at this point. They were stuck here, so they might as well make the most of it. Young as they were, mismatched eyes were not so inept that they couldn't spot the sign of another just as worried. Though, upon looking closer, upon taking a few steps towards this new cat, it seemed as if this wasn't a situation where Cardinalpaw could get away with pretending to be in a conversation. This time the spotted feline found that perhaps they should try to be comforting.

Taking into account that the twin was a mere 6 moons, they would have to have luck on their side to get this to go the way they wished. And so it seemed that they and this Thunderclan molly seemed to share some semblance of an agree. They were both utterly alone. To make the few moves forward, the stunted steps that were accompanied with their approach, was utter torture. Sudden sparks of worry springing around their head as they moved forward, yelling at them to turn around, head back, sit in the dark for their first gathering and ignore the obvious need of the one before her. Small white paws sunk into the snow as they took a seat next to their companion. Head tilted, displaying the obvious question of if they were alright. "Cardinal." A small gesture to themself represented an answer to a question yet to be asked, while a second gesture towards the shivering molly asked for the name of the other.
ares

MockingRabbit

March 14th, 2023, 03:33 PM

The small molly smiled at the tom before racing off to find someone else to talk to before she was too far though she looked over her shoulders, "You have a very nice name Mr. Swiftheart."
Swiftheart smiled again, "Thank you..." And she was gone.

MockingRabbit

March 14th, 2023, 03:53 PM

Willowlight ears flattened as it became more crowded, the molly got up and moved unaware froststorm was near her. her eyes gazing around seeing no sight of froststorm she sighed as watched everything from a peaceful distance

@RedAnger (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16523)
There! A flash of white! Froststorm pushed forward to meet her. "Hey Willowlight!"

ophelia

March 14th, 2023, 05:41 PM

[ ares ] - just to wrap up their interaction! sorry for late response.
AUTUMNPAW (12/100)
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The apprentice listened to her sister thoughtfully, head cocked to one side. That was a good point indeed. Hmm...would Riverclan's fishiness truly overpower Shadowclan's marshy-ness? This was something she had not factored into her predictions. "Well I guess we'll see!" she chirped happily, bouncing to her paws once more, unable to sit still for long. This was something her siblings were well accustomed to by now she was sure, so she didn't feel the need to try and test her patience. Especially not on a day like this!

"Whaaat? Me? Cause trouble?" she asked, feigning innocence. "I would NEVER!" she said with a mischievous smirk, tossing her head dismissively. In fact, she really hadn't had much interaction with her mentor. She'd done some work around the clearing, and also some battle training with Cinderpaw, but that was it. Perhaps it was time to ask Foxflurry for a hunting sessions. Or even just a tour! That would be fun.

A new scent came on the breeze, catching Autumnpaw's attention instantaneously. It was heavy and damp, with hints of prey and plants she was unfamiliar with. And it happened to be all around rather unpleasant. She knew what it was in a split second. Shadowclan. Involuntarily, her short pelt fluffed up, but she quickly forced it to lay flat again. Just because it was her first gathering didn't mean she had to act intimidated by the other clans. Even if she was.

The Shadowclan cats streamed into the clearing, masking the scent of the next clan that followed behind. Autumnpaw was quickly distracted, drifting away from her sister to get a closer look at the newcomers. They were all so lithe and elegant, moving silently with the wind. It was kind of creepy, but also cool. Before she knew it, Autumnpaw was in the midst of the crowd of cats once more. She looked around eagerly, trying to find a friendly face to approach. Pickings were slim, however, and almost everyone looked rather grumpy. So, she settled for drifting around, waiting for someone else to approach her instead.

[OPEN to a Shadow or Windclan cat, preferably an apprentice ]

~~~~~~~~

WHISPERSONG
━◦○◦━◦○◦━
The lilac molly slipped into the clearing, light on the pads of her feet. The young warrior had an...interesting feeling about this meeting, that was for sure. Until she set foot in the clearing, she hadn't been sure why, but a single glance at the growing group of leaders settled the mystery. Thrushfur was in Sparrowstar's usual spot. Or was it Thrushstar now? Surely he hadn't received his new name so fast. Curious and wary as always, Whispersong stayed close to her fellow Windclanners, large blue eyes glancing about the area. Everything was up in the air, that was for sure.

The feathery she-cat sat gracefully on the edge of the group, wrapping her long tail around her paws. Despite her position, she remained on edge, muscles tensed beneath her pelt of silvery fur. Dawnstar looked rather pleased with herself, and tensions were running high among the clans. She would not be surprised if a brawl broke out before the meeting was over, despite the regulations in place to prevent just that from happening.

[OPEN if anyone wants to talk to a quiet and disturbingly insightful kitty!]

shaae_26

March 14th, 2023, 06:16 PM

Levi 99

March 14th, 2023, 06:18 PM

Following the rest of the clan, Blackhawk entered after the others, he was stressed a bit, it was his first Gathering... However his stress suddenly turned into contempt when he noticed the sent and the presence of the ThunderClan, sticking himself to the members of the ShadowClan, he couldn't hold a low growl and a pair of hostile stares to go toward the cats of the ThunderClan...

[Open to a SHC cat to calm him down or for a THC cat to notice his hostile behaviour!]

Shadefrost padded into the Seastones with a wide Cheshire grin, his tail standing tall as he did so. He was trying to give the impression that he was happy something that he'd gotten very good at doing. It was somewhat of a struggle pretending when he didn't have to though, especially when he had every right to openly express his aner and rage. But this was a gathering and the last thing he needed was to relive the first gathering he'd ever been to as an apprentice. Up ahead he spotted Blackhawk, who was openly radiating hostility towards any Thunderclan cat that was close enough. "Oh brother," thought the tom worriedly. He quickly came up beside his fellow warrior a grin still plastered to his face and began to speak in a low voice. "Hey, how are you doing buddy."

iliri

March 14th, 2023, 08:01 PM

{Springpaw}

The young molly’s dilated blue gaze flickered over towards the feline that suddenly sat down next to her. They didn’t look familiar to her, whatsoever, and the only growing anxiety began to spread itself around like a disease. When the feline spoke, Springpaw only felt her throat tighten as she wanted to speak. Her claws only began to dig themselves deeper into the light snow below, her tail whisking nervously behind her. What was she supposed to say? Hello? Springpaw almost wanted to claw at herself mentally for not even bothering to introduce herself properly due to her now overwhelming fear. With a shakening, deep breath, Springpaw finally let loose a few, brief words. “I… U-Uh… It’s Springpaw.” Her voice was low and rather quiet. Her tensed muscles didn’t bother to loosen themselves whatsoever, nor did her tail decide to stop lashing against the snow ground.

She felt embarrassed, really. That her own body was suddenly going against herself from meeting another apprentice from another clan. Or at least, she supposed it was an apprentice, right? “Uh… You're an apprentice, right? Cardinalpaw? That’s your name?” The questions felt abrupt to escape her throat, making the pastel calico molly only wince from her sudden stupidity. “Sorry, I shouldn’t ask. You're probably from WindClan, I’m guessing. You don’t carry a weird musky smell like ShadowClan.” Springpaw admitted, finally letting her muscles loosen as her claws stopped digging themselves into the cold ground below. It left a rather harsh chill up her young body, but she didn't make any comment on it. “So… Are you a recently made apprentice too? I just became an apprentice not so long ago.” Springpaw asked, finally settling herself down so she could ask the questions without freaking out. Honestly she felt as if she was embarrassing herself more than enough.

carmen

JackHunt_17

March 14th, 2023, 08:04 PM

Cougarpaw padded up to what would probably be his last gathering as an apprentice, though he didn’t fully know that yet as he didn’t really know he’d even taken an assessment.
(ShC FtM apprentice, 10 moons, OPEN)

Red Dawn

March 15th, 2023, 03:56 AM

Shadefrost padded into the Seastones with a wide Cheshire grin, his tail standing tall as he did so. He was trying to give the impression that he was happy something that he'd gotten very good at doing. It was somewhat of a struggle pretending when he didn't have to though, especially when he had every right to openly express his aner and rage. But this was a gathering and the last thing he needed was to relive the first gathering he'd ever been to as an apprentice. Up ahead he spotted Blackhawk, who was openly radiating hostility towards any Thunderclan cat that was close enough. "Oh brother," thought the tom worriedly. He quickly came up beside his fellow warrior a grin still plastered to his face and began to speak in a low voice. "Hey, how are you doing buddy."

Blackhawk turned the head and looked at Shadefrost and his expression became neutral in seconds, he responded, in a low voice "Could do better if they weren't here...." he had particulary pressed on "they" with a tone of deep contempt and hate, even if his face was now neutral...

Levi 99

March 15th, 2023, 05:35 AM

Blackhawk turned the head and looked at Shadefrost and his expression became neutral in seconds, he responded, in a low voice "Could do better if they weren't here...." he had particulary pressed on "they" with a tone of deep contempt and hate, even if his face was now neutral...

"Yeah, I can feel that," said Shadefrost who was now shaking his head in agreement, "but, there's truly nothing we can do about that. We're simply stuck with them, but don't worry there are plenty of chances in life to exact revenge and I have a pretty good feeling that we'll be getting it soon." The blue eyed tom flashed another one of his cheshire cat grin's and said "for the time being you should try to smile a little more, I know you can. Also, try making some friends outside of Shadowclan." He then stopped and looked up thoughtfully "or you can find some cats to try and kill later on, just don't do it during the gathering okay." Yeah, that seemed like great advice for the warrior, hopefully it was enough to get his new friend to stop flashing cats his "I want you all to know that I'm thinking about torturing you to death" stare. Then the toms mind immediately went to "I should start offering more cats my much needed wisdom!"

Red Dawn

March 15th, 2023, 06:37 AM

"Yeah, I can feel that," said Shadefrost who was now shaking his head in agreement, "but, there's truly nothing we can do about that. We're simply stuck with them, but don't worry there are plenty of chances in life to exact revenge and I have a pretty good feeling that we'll be getting it soon." The blue eyed tom flashed another one of his cheshire cat grin's and said "for the time being you should try to smile a little more, I know you can. Also, try making some friends outside of Shadowclan." He then stopped and looked up thoughtfully "or you can find some cats to try and kill later on, just don't do it during the gathering okay." Yeah, that seemed like great advice for the warrior, hopefully it was enough to get his new friend to stop flashing cats his "I want you all to know that I'm thinking about torturing you to death" stare. Then the toms mind immediately went to "I should start offering more cats my much needed wisdom!"

Blackhawk took a deep breath, he smirked "Having friends here is not a easy work, I ain't even a clan-born, like we say in the Outskirts, you can almost say I am a stranger..." he said, with a calm and posed tone "Don't worry, I won't murder anyone today, unless it is necessary of course!"

SpiritWolf_yt

March 15th, 2023, 07:52 AM

There! A flash of white! Froststorm pushed forward to meet her. "Hey Willowlight!"

Willowlight turned her head to see froststorm he was here! the molly got up"froststorm!" she said happilyhow have you been?" she asked

Dawnstream

March 15th, 2023, 03:32 PM

Dawnstream:
Dawnstream walked in and around the other cats from her Clan. None of the other clans had arrived. She waited and listened for any other clans.

Honeybee:
Honeybee trotted around smelling the air for any scents of the other clans and she hoped that they would be there soon. 'I did not come all the way here just to talk to my clan-mates. I can do that in the Thunder Clan Clearing. I hope there are no clouds tonight. I want to talk to everybody.'

MockingRabbit

March 15th, 2023, 04:09 PM

Willowlight turned her head to see froststorm he was here! the molly got up"froststorm!" she said happilyhow have you been?" she asked
Froststorm

He moved his way until he was standing right next to her. "Much better now I see you!" He went to lick her ear. He knew that it was improper, that they were from different clans, that she might not even like him, that is anyone else saw that, his pelt would become Dawnstar's new nest, but he didn't care! Besides, it was just a small lick, something he couldn't stop.

Wingnettle

March 16th, 2023, 11:41 AM

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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan | 9 moons
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
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Moonpaw trotted behind Darkfall with satisfaction, watching the pine trees leaving the way to bare sand and the incredible view of the sea.
Apprenticeship wasn't as bad as she'd thought; she'd got a nice mentor, and going out of camp to learn new things every day was a duty she took on with pleasure and anticipation. She was still trying to forget the abandonment of her family, but she knew that wouldn't matter anymore one day. Maybe, it didn't already.

The black tabby tomcat had suddenly stopped and changed direction, beckoning her to follow. Where are we going? She hoped his mentor was getting someone new to meet her, but only Thunderclan was present now and she couldn't avoid noticing the icy glares and the tense pace that Darkfall held while he looked at them, or any time one of their scents crossed their way as they went through the sandy clearing.

Uh?
Wait, the gray and brown she-cat Darkfall was pointing to was... an Enforcer. She tried her best to recall the she-cat's past actions, but she couldn't remember any. Did she belong to the cruel troops of Dawnstar? Is she one of the mean cats from my kithood?
Moonpaw narrowed her eyes distrustfully at the lithe warrior, noticing with dismay Darkfall's honeyed voice as he addressed her.

She glanced with unhidden surprise at him, then at her, then at him again. Wait... am I getting stuck between a couple? She bit her tongue to hold herself from speaking up and being rude to an Enforcer, but she couldn't believe her hears. And, most of all, that Darkfall could talk like that. He seemed like a completely different cat in front of this she-cat!

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[ Rose Darkclaws ]

Captain

March 16th, 2023, 12:01 PM

• PIKESTAR •
LORD OF THE WATERS

Noticeably shivering against the bitter cold, the tall RiverClan leader silently led his clanmates through the ice and snow, heading down that same path they took every time they went to Gatherings. He could only imagine how miserable him, and the other leaders, would be atop the Seastones while this was the weather that decided to occur tonight. Great Moon above, Pikestar hated this season, and every tiny thing that came with it. Thankfully, it didn’t take him long to see the familiar beach in the near distance, drawing to a gentle halt once his front paws would reach the sand. From his position, he could see both Twilightstar and Dawnstar, along with a cat that he knew for a fact wasn’t Sparrowstar. Huh? Well, that was certainly something strange. However, Pikestar chose to take a deep breath and not let it bother him too much. ThunderClan drama should not bother RiverClan unless it directly affected them. It could do so in the future, sure, but for now, the oriental longhair would not worry about it. “You know the drill, RiverClan. Don’t start anything, or I’ll end it personally.” They warned the group of cats behind them, not even turning his head as he stared at the Seastones thoughtfully. A few short moments would pass before he would move, stalking forward across the beach and weaving through the crowd without stopping for anything or anyone. His partial gaze remained fixed and focused on his target, never wavering.

Once they would reach the base of the Seastones, he would notice the absence of Fallownose in the deputy’s area, leaving the perch barren since Dawnstar had no deputy and Gingerfrost was back in camp, strictly on nest rest until further notice due to an injury. Hopefully, it was the same case for the WindClan deputy. But like before, he tried not letting other clan’s take his focus away from his own. Doing his usual little wiggle of his hips, Pikestar leapt up and onto the top of the stones without any trouble. The Lord of the Waters gave a respectful nod to the three cats who joined him before sitting down in the open spot, feeling painful sparks of cold shoot through his limbs. He rested his bushy tail in front of him and then placed his large front paws on top of it and kneading his fluffy dark-gray fur, remembering seeing Sparrowstar do similar to that at a past Gathering. As per usual, Pikestar silently prepared himself for the drama that he just knew would occur at some point tonight. He was starting to get used to it.
The Lord of the Waters, And RiverClan, Have Finally Arrived.

RavensCall

March 16th, 2023, 05:16 PM

Smokepaw loafs.

Levi 99

March 16th, 2023, 05:50 PM

Blackhawk took a deep breath, he smirked "Having friends here is not a easy work, I ain't even a clan-born, like we say in the Outskirts, you can almost say I am a stranger..." he said, with a calm and posed tone "Don't worry, I won't murder anyone today, unless it is necessary of course!"

Shadefrost frowned slightly, "well it is true that you aren't a clan born cat, but most don't really care about that stuff." the warrior stopped, giving a quick stretch before continuing, "why don't you try and find a molly to befriend, I bet you'll come out of your shell then and you'll be happier. But, of course it's just a suggestion, so you don't have to if you don't want to," said the blue eyed tom with a shrug.

SuspiciousMindz

March 16th, 2023, 08:13 PM

Echopaw noticed Sparrowpelt. "Hi dad!" she mewed
The large tom heard his kit's voice. His gaze shifted towards the she-cat. "Heyya Echopaw, enjoying yourself here?" he inquired.

RavensCall

March 17th, 2023, 12:53 AM

The large tom heard his kit's voice. His gaze shifted towards the she-cat. "Heyya Echopaw, enjoying yourself here?" he inquired.
Echopaw chuckled awkwardly. "To be honest, I haven't met anyone here outside of my clan," she admitted

Red Dawn

March 17th, 2023, 07:28 AM

Shadefrost frowned slightly, "well it is true that you aren't a clan born cat, but most don't really care about that stuff." the warrior stopped, giving a quick stretch before continuing, "why don't you try and find a molly to befriend, I bet you'll come out of your shell then and you'll be happier. But, of course it's just a suggestion, so you don't have to if you don't want to," said the blue eyed tom with a shrug.

"I don't need a mate... I prefer beeing alone..." suddenly, Blackhawk lifted his head, a new scent had arrived in the gathering, a fish scent, he turned the head toward the origin of the smell and recognized the RiverClan, he said to Shadefrost "The RiverClan had finally arrived, finally I will sense an other smell than ThunderClan's one..."

Estelle

March 17th, 2023, 10:50 AM

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Batblood
Estelle :heartbounce:

The dark-furred Keeper was among the first cats to arrive at the gathering after the leader, and even once the rest of his clanmates followed and found places to sit, Batblood remained standing. It was unusual to see the young tom anything but calm and collected, and ever since he had been an apprentice he had always made sure to have control over his facial expressions and body language, and he remained in control as well as he could, but while his face was straight, there was a strange tenseness in his posture, and his gaze had a new-found vigilance.

As a Keeper, he considered it his duty to keep his clanmates in check and make sure things like rogues or bickering didn't disturb the gathering, but now, more than before, he wanted to keep an eye on Shadowclan and make sure they didn't do anything.
And make sure none of them got too close to Vixenpaw without him noticing and being able to overhear.

:heartbounce:

Still getting intimidated by the mere scent of gatherings, the baby apprentice did a great job at sticking close and hiding right behind Batblood. Occasionally, she'd sit up on her two back paws to peek over the keeper's shoulder, then went right back to hiding. Oh how exciting! What was that strange beating in her chest she didn't like? It didn't feel like her heart normally did. But alas no answer would be found. No sooner did the thought pass through her mind, did she peek out from behind Batblood and stare as cat she didn't recognise pass by. How curious! They smelled funny and looked weird, and Vixenpaw didn't know whether she wanted to approach them or hide from them. So she looked up at Batty for guidance, poking his side several times.
"Batty. Batty, Batty. Batty!"
She whispered loudly, of course thinking that no one else could hear her.
"Who are all these cats? What are their names?"

Levi 99

March 17th, 2023, 01:42 PM

"I don't need a mate... I prefer beeing alone..." suddenly, Blackhawk lifted his head, a new scent had arrived in the gathering, a fish scent, he turned the head toward the origin of the smell and recognized the RiverClan, he said to Shadefrost "The RiverClan had finally arrived, finally I will sense an other smell than ThunderClan's one..."

Shadefrost wrinkled his nose at the new scent, "ugh yuck, I think I'd prefer the stench of musty oak trees from a squirrel than the putrid smell of fish from a guppy." It was a true statement, though the warrior was aware that both weren't as bad as he made them out to be. He quickly began to clean his ears and face, as if it would wash the presence of the other clans away altogether. "Plus Bunnyclan was already here and they were doing a fine job balancing out the nasty aromas in the air already."

Red Dawn

March 17th, 2023, 05:36 PM

Shadefrost wrinkled his nose at the new scent, "ugh yuck, I think I'd prefer the stench of musty oak trees from a squirrel than the putrid smell of fish from a guppy." It was a true statement, though the warrior was aware that both weren't as bad as he made them out to be. He quickly began to clean his ears and face, as if it would wash the presence of the other clans away altogether. "Plus Bunnyclan was already here and they were doing a fine job balancing out the nasty aromas in the air already."

"If you think so..." mumbled Blackhawk, for him, some clans smell were simply horrible, notably ThunderClan and WindClan, they do not smelled the true forest cats, the RiverClan had the smell of patient hunters, he spoke again "Ya know, when I was an Outsider, I didn't have much respect toward any clan other than ShadowClan, ShadowClan smell like the forest, they blend in the dark and in the trees... they... are perfect warriors for me..." oh god, his mind was back at the famous "they" he used to speak about clan cats...

SuspiciousMindz

March 17th, 2023, 08:27 PM

Echopaw chuckled awkwardly. "To be honest, I haven't met anyone here outside of my clan," she admitted

"Somtimes that's not a bad thing though," the warrior spoke, giving his daughter a tail flick of his tail. He glanced up towards the rock to see which leaders were present now. "Especially with how tensions between certain clans are right now, you don't need interpersonal drama getting into your head," he spoke.

RavensCall

March 17th, 2023, 08:34 PM

"Somtimes that's not a bad thing though," the warrior spoke, giving his daughter a tail flick of his tail. He glanced up towards the rock to see which leaders were present now. "Especially with how tensions between certain clans are right now, you don't need interpersonal drama getting into your head," he spoke.

"Yeah..." Echopaw admitted, "I don't wanna accidentally start a war because I stepped on someone's tail."

SuspiciousMindz

March 17th, 2023, 08:41 PM

Octavia!

"You wouldn't start a war, silly. They'd just be upset with you for a while," the tom spoke. "Same as if you literally stepped on my tail," he chuckled

Levi 99

March 18th, 2023, 02:28 AM

"If you think so..." mumbled Blackhawk, for him, some clans smell were simply horrible, notably ThunderClan and WindClan, they do not smelled the true forest cats, the RiverClan had the smell of patient hunters, he spoke again "Ya know, when I was an Outsider, I didn't have much respect toward any clan other than ShadowClan, ShadowClan smell like the forest, they blend in the dark and in the trees... they... are perfect warriors for me..." oh god, his mind was back at the famous "they" he used to speak about clan cats...

The warrior spoke joyfully, "You know what? It seems like we were meant to be friends, doesn't it?" As Shadefrost considered their potential friendship, he became more convinced that it could develop into something amazing. However, his attention was diverted when he noticed an object protruding from the sand. "Excuse me for a moment, I want to check something out," he said before making his way over to investigate. After a short time, he uncovered a shiny black cone seashell and brought it back to Blackhawk. Placing it on the sand, Shadefrost let a grin spread across his maw as he said, "Hawk, I think I'm getting a crazy idea right now."

Red Dawn

March 18th, 2023, 06:51 AM

The warrior spoke joyfully, "You know what? It seems like we were meant to be friends, doesn't it?" As Shadefrost considered their potential friendship, he became more convinced that it could develop into something amazing. However, his attention was diverted when he noticed an object protruding from the sand. "Excuse me for a moment, I want to check something out," he said before making his way over to investigate. After a short time, he uncovered a shiny black cone seashell and brought it back to Blackhawk. Placing it on the sand, Shadefrost let a grin spread across his maw as he said, "Hawk, I think I'm getting a crazy idea right now."

"Maybe... I didn't had any firends before...", suddenly Shadefrost turned before coming back with a black seashell, he responded "What is it?"

carmen

March 18th, 2023, 06:53 AM

Cardinalpaw

This was rather concerning. Was she to leave or go? Would it make this easier for Springpaw if she left? But what if that made them seem mean? Would that make things worse? Cardinalpaw stuck an awkward paw out, attempting to gently pat the other cats head. How to help. How does one comfort another? Specifically someone that they know nothing about. A name isn't enough to go off of, not nearly enough to respond to tensed muscles and lashing tails. A curt nod was given in response to her words, affirming that yes, they were an apprentice. Did, did they look older? Head tilted down to look at her fur. Huh, how nice to be thought that. A sudden shock was what followed though, and her head shook back and forth emphatically.

"Not stupid." Not stupid at all. She was fine, she was a-okay. The young feline didn't take offense easily, heck, she hadn't even noticed a mistake. They still couldn't see one. Mind explaining what you did wrong? She wouldn't actually ask, but the question pushed it's way through their head. Another nod was accompanied by the guess of WindClan and they began to dig her claws into the snow, toe-beans moving through frozen water as they watched the rest of WindClan file in. "Mhmm."[/B'] It was nice to find someone else new, though it seemed that finding someone who had been here before, and knew how to talk to cats from other clans may have been a better idea.

[B]"Do- do you have siblings?" They were thinking of Robinpaw, wondering if their sister had made her way into the throng of cats. Or- or perhaps she was one of those sick, really, Cardinalpaw hadn't gotten around to checking, which may not have been the best course of action considering they hadn't seen their sister or mother in a while. But, hadn't Crowflutter been coughing? It hadn't seemed like anything bad then, just dust, but that could've easily been Snow Fever. Stars. Physical agitation shown clear on their face, though they didn't bring anything to words, just eyes looking for her family and ears perked for an answer from their companion.

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RavensCall

March 18th, 2023, 06:53 AM

Octavia!

"You wouldn't start a war, silly. They'd just be upset with you for a while," the tom spoke. "Same as if you literally stepped on my tail," he chuckled

"I wouldn't cause a war because of stepping on my dad's tail," Echopaw meowed, "But I might if I step on Dawnstar's tail."

Silverfur & Co

March 18th, 2023, 07:15 AM

Snowstripe had followed Pikestar and the rest of the clan to the gathering she sat by herself off to a corner watching the gathering in silence hoping that any cat would speak to her and she could perhaps find her a mate again. she had had rotten luck so far.

{open to any clan}

iliri

March 18th, 2023, 01:06 PM

{Springpaw}

Oh geez, what did she do wrong now? Worry and concern began flooding through the young molly as she heard the lack of wording coming from the other feline. Had she messed up? Had she said something they didn’t like? Her eyes went forth towards the sudden pile of RiverClan showing up, her muffled thoughts luckily distracting themselves as soon as the rather fish-smelling group of cats swerved into the gathering. Honestly, Springpaw had felt like she would rather bury herself than sit here and feel like a total mouse-brain. The molly’s blue eyes focused back towards Cardinalpaw, anxiety slowly swirling in her chest again. What should she say? This was her first encounter with an WindClan apprentice of all clans. Heck, she hadn’t even bothered to interact with any of the other clans yet ever since they’ve arrived. All it did was cause a fumbled mess in the poor calico’s brain.

From upon Cardinalpaw’s question about her siblings, Springpaw’s eyes lit up with slight surprise as the other feline spoke. She almost felt as if they were on the same terms, judging from how Cardinalpaw sounded and most likely possibly felt. She could slowly feel her claws unhook themselves from the snow below, her muscles finally relaxing along her shoulders. Maybe… this wasn’t going as bad as she thought? A wave of relief began to hit her, making the molly inhale a deep, rather uncomfortable breath of air. The cold air hit her lungs with a cold chill, but Springpaw passed the thought away. “Well… Yes, I do have siblings.” Her response sounded more like a mere mumble than words, making a heavy flow of embarrassment rush through the young feline. She had to keep it together. She didn’t want to make herself suddenly look stupid in front of another apprentice.

Another thought seemed to hit the pastel calico’s head, making her good ear perk straight up. Talking about her siblings usually made Springpaw feel better, or at least at a comfortable state. So she could just tell Cardinalpaw about her siblings, right? There shouldn’t be any harm with that whatsoever. With a more relaxed tone, and small whisk of her white-tipped tail, Springpaw began to speak more fluently with more confidence. “One of my siblings is actually here right now. If you ever spot an orange calico molly here, that’s Autumnpaw. She’s my sister.” Springpaw explained, feeling more relaxed as she spoke about her siblings. She decided to direct the last spot where she saw her sister here in the gathering with her tail, judging from her simply erecting her tail towards a direction where she had saw her littermate last. “Autumnpaw was last seen around over there. If you ever interact with her, you just have to make sure she doesn’t try to make you go on those ‘adventures’ of hers. She tends to do it quite often.” Springpaw continued, giving off a more warming, welcoming smile towards Cardinalpaw.

”I also have two brothers back at ThunderClan camp, named Summerpaw and Winterpaw. They would be here today, but I think Winterpaw had gotten himself stuck in a situation where he can’t come to the gathering today and Summerpaw?… I’m actually unsure for what his reasons would be.” Springpaw continued, lifting up one of her snow-chilled paws in thought for what her brothers might be possibly doing back at camp. Honestly, she was sincerely hoping they weren’t trying to be at each others throats. The thought only made Springpaw’s tail twitch significantly with question. ”How about you, Cardinalpaw?” Springpaw focused back over towards Cardinalpaw, finally feeling comfortable asking them questions in return. ”Do you have any siblings? If you don’t wanna talk about it, it’s fine. I don’t need to be in your personal bubble.” Springpaw assured, a soft, warm smile creeping along her maw as her blue eyes shown brightly. The anxiety that she was formerly feeling in her chest had seemingly disappeared without a trace, which she could be more than glad for, honestly.

carmen

Silverfur & Co

March 18th, 2023, 04:41 PM

Lightpaw sat watching with the rest of windclan n leopardfire & watches the gathering.

Leopardfire watches the gathering in silence n looks around at the leaders n seeing thunderclan with a new face on thr tree {open for both}

SpiritWolf_yt

March 18th, 2023, 08:47 PM

Ashclaw and lilyheart padded after the clan, Ashclaw sat down with stormclaw and thornclaw talking with them while making sure nothing to chaotic happens

Stormpaw cinderpaw and peachpaw talked

willowlight is watching

[open]

beau

March 18th, 2023, 09:57 PM

Sundust padded into the gathering shortly after Cinderpaw, fur well-groomed for once. His gaze flicked amongst the gathered cats as the other clans slowly poured in, looking to see how cats reacted to Thrushfur leading the clan in. By now he knew very well that ThunderClan had a reputation of burning through leaders as quick as he burned through marigold, and in-line with that was on guard for any snarky comments. He glanced to Cinderpaw, whiskers twitching as she muttered to him. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t get yourself killed.” He thought with amusement to their last interaction before a gathering, him jokingly warning Cinderpaw not to go picking fights.

As he reached the group of medicine cats, he lifted his tail in greeting. It seemed only the ShadowClan ones were the only ones present; as barely-tolerable as they were, Sundust could still offer the courtesy of being cordial. “Good evening, Ivysnake, Elmshadow.” He offered a nod to each cat respectively as he took he seat at the base of the stones. Ivysnake seemed chatty, which didn’t surprise him - she seemed more open about her curiosity than Elmshadow. What did surprise him was the questions she asked.

“Ivysnake, I never expected you of all cats to be so concerned about whether my apprentice has StarClan’s blessing.” Her and Elmshadow’s allegiance to the Dark Forest was well-known at this point, at least amongst the medicine cats. “Anyways, the business of ThunderClan is ThunderClan’s alone. I’m afraid the days of ShadowClan’s intrusiveness is over.” His voice was cool as ever as he addressed the fellow medicine cat, no hostility but purely just stating fact.

The curly-furred tom glanced briefly at his apprentice, gauging her reaction to the scenario as a whole, before turning his focus to the cats pouring into the clearing. He wondered if Stonepaw would be escorted to them once more - the little tom was young and Sundust hoped he would not be overwhelmed with the bustling gathering. Once he arrived perhaps Sundust would do his best to diminish any conflicts or passive-aggressiveness amongst the medicine cats, for the sake of keeping the younger medicine cats at peace.

[ littlelove Ravensong TheNyanCatMinecart ]

Levi 99

March 19th, 2023, 02:02 AM

"Maybe... I didn't had any firends before...", suddenly Shadefrost turned before coming back with a black seashell, he responded "What is it?"

Shadefrost didn't answer. Instead he proceeded to pick the seashell up by the end with his teeth and hold it in a way where it was suspended in air, then he carefully slid his tail into the opening of the object and released his hold on it. Thankfully his tail was small enough to where it would fit and large enough to where it wouldn't just fall off if he didn't keep it tilted up. "Shadows and snowflakes it worked, said the tom with surprise. He gave a little laugh, then decided to test the new weapon out by giving a few jabs with his tail. It felt a little heavy and unbalanced, plus he couldn't jab the cone as quick as he wanted to, but it wasn't anything that he couldn't fix as time went on. "Hawk, if this isn't one of the coolest things in the forest then I have no idea what is."

Red Dawn

March 19th, 2023, 09:41 AM

Shadefrost didn't answer. Instead he proceeded to pick the seashell up by the end with his teeth and hold it in a way where it was suspended in air, then he carefully slid his tail into the opening of the object and released his hold on it. Thankfully his tail was small enough to where it would fit and large enough to where it wouldn't just fall off if he didn't keep it tilted up. "Shadows and snowflakes it worked, said the tom with surprise. He gave a little laugh, then decided to test the new weapon out by giving a few jabs with his tail. It felt a little heavy and unbalanced, plus he couldn't jab the cone as quick as he wanted to, but it wasn't anything that he couldn't fix as time went on. "Hawk, if this isn't one of the coolest things in the forest then I have no idea what is."

Blackhawk nodded "It's a good idea, but also pretty dangerous for friendlies behind you...", it's was truly a good idea, he couldn't have thinked about that, but he had to pay attention to the trajectory of the tail, just in case...

Levi 99

March 19th, 2023, 09:52 AM

Blackhawk nodded "It's a good idea, but also pretty dangerous for friendlies behind you...", it's was truly a good idea, he couldn't have thinked about that, but he had to pay attention to the trajectory of the tail, just in case...

"Hmm, that's true I guess, said the tom who was now putting his tail towards his side. "I'm probably going to have to start practicing with this pretty soon, he said with a hint of excitement in his voice. Yeah, yeah. He knew he might've seemed to be acting like a kit to anyone else standing around, but what did they expect to happen when he fond something as cool as this. Are you sure you don't want one? There's definitely one around here somewhere."

Red Dawn

March 19th, 2023, 09:55 AM

"Hmm, that's true I guess, said the tom who was now putting his tail towards his side. "I'm probably going to have to start practicing with this pretty soon, he said with a hint of excitement in his voice. Yeah, yeah. He knew he might've seemed to be acting like a kit to anyone else standing around, but what did they expect to happen when he fond something as cool as this. Are you sure you don't want one? There's definitely one around here somewhere."

Blackhawk smiled "No, no thanks, I prefer my claws to tear hostiles up...", it was true, but he didn't thinked he would fight soon...

Levi 99

March 19th, 2023, 09:59 AM

Blackhawk smiled "No, no thanks, I prefer my claws to tear hostiles up...", it was true, but he didn't thinked he would fight soon...

"Okay then, suit yourself," he liked one paw and brought it over to his ear to clean. "Hey, what's taking the leaders so long to start the meeting?

mooncake

March 19th, 2023, 01:30 PM

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5563&pictureid=37837
Peachpaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1376975&postcount=5)
She/her | 8 moons | ThunderClan
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Peachpaw carefully inspected the large open space, awestruck. So many cats... So many opportunities... She blinked several time in rapid succession, overwhelmed by the sheer amount of cats and noise there was. In many ways, this Gathering was a great thing for her. She would learn to regconize new faces. She would (maybe?) make new friends? She would (hopefully) make new friends. I will definitely make new friends.

Her longterm goal to become a regconizable icon throughout all the Clans started here. No matter what, she could not screw this up. It was time to activate Position Sequence #5: Lonelieness and Sadness. The purpose of this sequence was to attract sympathy and attention from those around her. In this situation, it was just what Peachpaw needed. She supressed a smile, internally praising her own cleverness.

Step one. Peachpaw tilted her head down, fixing her eyes on a small patch of wilted grass. Ew. Gross. Step two. She began making circular motions in the dirt using her paw, highlighting how alone she was. She was so alone that she had nothing better to do than make dumb circles. What a touching and pitiful sight. Step three. She carefully wrapped her tail around her body, further pushing her sad and defensively lonely stance. And finally. Step four. Peachpaw did her best to dialate her pupils. This technique was rather shaky and uncontrollable, but she was able to manage it (to the best of her ability). Her pupils became 10% larger, making her appearance more cute, harmless, innocent, and appealing.

Heh. It takes a mastermind to execute such a careful balance of moves with such precision... Luckily, I'm just the cat. Her sequence being completed, all she had to was wait. RiverClan, WindClan, ShadowClan... It didn't matter to her. Surely someone would notice her. Hopefully a fellow apprentice. But anyone will do really... She refrained from breaking her stance, not even to look up at any of the high ranks, who she had briefly taken note of upon entering the Gathering. She vaguely tuned into several other conversations, anticipating a conversation of her own being initiated shortly.
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[ ~*Hope*~ | @ open | looking for cats outside tc ]

Ymir

March 19th, 2023, 02:04 PM

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5563&pictureid=37837
Peachpaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1376975&postcount=5)
She/her | 8 moons | ThunderClan
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Peachpaw carefully inspected the large open space, awestruck. So many cats... So many opportunities... She blinked several time in rapid succession, overwhelmed by the sheer amount of cats and noise there was. In many ways, this Gathering was a great thing for her. She would learn to regconize new faces. She would (maybe?) make new friends? She would (hopefully) make new friends. I will definitely make new friends.

Her longterm goal to become a regconizable icon throughout all the Clans started here. No matter what, she could not screw this up. It was time to activate Position Sequence #5: Lonelieness and Sadness. The purpose of this sequence was to attract sympathy and attention from those around her. In this situation, it was just what Peachpaw needed. She supressed a smile, internally praising her own cleverness.

Step one. Peachpaw tilted her head down, fixing her eyes on a small patch of wilted grass. Ew. Gross. Step two. She began making circular motions in the dirt using her paw, highlighting how alone she was. She was so alone that she had nothing better to do than make dumb circles. What a touching and pitiful sight. Step three. She carefully wrapped her tail around her body, further pushing her sad and defensively lonely stance. And finally. Step four. Peachpaw did her best to dialate her pupils. This technique was rather shaky and uncontrollable, but she was able to manage it (to the best of her ability). Her pupils became 10% larger, making her appearance more cute, harmless, innocent, and appealing.

Heh. It takes a mastermind to execute such a careful balance of moves with such precision... Luckily, I'm just the cat.Her sequence being completed, all she had to was wait. RiverClan, WindClan, ShadowClan... It didn't matter to her. Surely someone would notice her. Hopefully a fellow apprentice. But anyone will do really... She refrained from breaking her stance, not even to look up at any of the high ranks, who she had briefly taken note of upon entering the Gathering. She vaguely tuned into several other conversations, anticipating a conversation of her own being initiated shortly.
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[ @ open | looking for cats outside tc ]

Stormpaw and Rosepaw were both mumbling to themselves next to eachother because why not when they looked up they saw her

"Hi are you alone...................how are you just beatiful wow" she said while admiring the light shaded cat

"What are you staring at huh" stormpaw taunted baring his teeth

"Stormpaw be nice" Rosepaw almost demanded making stormpaw no longer bare his teeth

"So which clan are you in?" Rosepaw was trying the best she could to be peppy but training was brutal these last few weeks

Stormpaw looked like he was mumbling stuff to himself

Both had a aura of some sort of fear

Ravenpaw watched from a distance making sure that they wouldnt make a move on peach

Rosestep was mingling making sure no arguements broke out

(My river clan was................doing nothing they dont exist lol)

Maverick was there............................................. .................................................. ............................

SpiritWolf_yt

March 19th, 2023, 02:17 PM

~Peachpaw~
she/her | female
Riverclan Apprentice
[ mooncake ]

Peachpaw rolled her eyes as stormpaw tried to make a joke the most horrible joke she had ever heard. The mollies eyes looked around seeing all the cats, thought the most eye catching cat was another peachpaw from thunderclan"don't push it stormpaw i'm gonna go meet other apprentices see ya" she said getting up and walking cautiously to the apprentice. Her ears moving around as she stood a small distance from the 8 moon old apprentice"u-um hi?" she said barely moving any part of her body. step one introduce yourself done easy, step 2 start a conversation maybe easy, step three try and be friends, maybe hard. yup a freaking out riverclan peachpaw inside the body running around not knowing how this will end up

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~Willowlight~
she/her | female
thunderclan warrior
[ RedAnger]
[ sorry this is late]

Willowlight giggled a little as froststorm licked her ear. The molly knew it was against the code to lick someones ear but it was just a small lick. Her eyes looking at froststorm with happy soft gaze, her tail curling around almost wanting to touch frostorms tail, and it happens to so touch his tail anyway. The molly stayed silent as she didn't know what to say, almost a red color could be saw on her cheek as she fell in love

[ meanwhile]

Stormclaws jaw dropped down as he couldn't believe what he saw

THornclaw watched the 2 while sitting next to shocked stormclaw

taillow

March 19th, 2023, 02:51 PM

And like clockwork, there was an outsider. Sliding silently off her perch Mirehound slunk around the gathered group of cats until she stood in front of the stranger, blue eyes piercing. ”Leave.” Dawnstar had said to give one warning. If this cat didn’t heed it, the next would come with claws.

[ Rosepaaw - if Maverick doesn’t leave, Mire will attack as outsiders are not allowed at the gathering! :heartbounce: ]

occultation

March 19th, 2023, 02:59 PM

【 S H A D O W F U R 】

[ Rosepaaw daenerys ]

Movement in of the corner of his eye caught Shadowfur’s attention. Turning, he saw Mirehound approach a cat that smelled of places beyond the Clans. Nodding a farewell to Oriolepaw, he rose and padded over to join her.

He stayed a pace away from where she was, not wanting to send a message that he didn’t think she could handle this on her own. He felt he needed to be present, though, since he didn’t want to give the impression that only Mirehound cared about this outsider. He unsheathed his claws, letting out a low growl. If this outsider knew what was good for them, they’d leave.

Ymir

March 19th, 2023, 03:00 PM

(I mainly meant that she was in a tree just within eye sight hiden but fair enough)

Also like clockwork she flipped around and whistled her way out

(Lol yeah i now understand how that looked)

(She defintly does this because she is much better with one on one fights)

(Nice to know im bringing everyone together you know what)

Rosestep growled the outsider out

daenerys

perseus.

Cherry~

perseus.

March 19th, 2023, 03:01 PM

Sorrelflare had watched as Mirehound had moved from her position and his eyes scanned before they locked onto what the Enforcer had seen. He h quietly left his post as well, being silent backup. He had just given a quick nod but kept his intense yellow gaze at the outsider.

daenerys Rosepaaw

taillow

March 19th, 2023, 03:03 PM

(I mainly meant that she was in a tree just within eye sight hiden but fair enough)

Also like clockwork she flipped around and whistled her way out

(Lol yeah i now understand how that looked)

daenerys

[ since Seastones is at the beach area, I am not sure what tree she would be in? but that sounds good! i like the play off of my post using clockwork :rofl: ]

Watching the outsider go, Mirehound let her shoulders relax and turned to nod to Sorrelflare. Then, feeling another presence nearby, the shadow looked to her former mentor. Oh, so he wasn't too busy manipulating young minds to deal with an outsider, huh? She sent him a frost look before padding back to her perch and reclaiming it, tail around her paws as if nothing had happened.

[ Cherry~ perseus. ]

Ymir

March 19th, 2023, 03:32 PM

(Since its still in a forest i just imagine trees in the background and maverick was sitting in one of those. Me too :laugh: )

(I also love how tight this commuity is just how people stepped in out of nowhere is amazing to me)
daenerys

(but ill stop pestering you see ya, unless i do something wrong or you just want to rp then ill see you later)

mooncake

March 19th, 2023, 03:33 PM

BEAR.

March 19th, 2023, 03:35 PM

Irritation laced Tinystorm's step as RiverClan finally arrived. Seasons ago, they would have been first to the beach - it'd only been natural since they lived the closest. But with weak leadership, came repetitive tardiness. It pissed him off to no end. It should be WindClan or ShadowClan holding them up, not the other way around!

His tail lashed as he joined the crowd, narrowed gaze rested on the stones that towered over the congregation. It took a second for things to click! Sparrowstar was no where to be seen, and in her place was Thrushface. "Did you squirrels lose another one?" How disgraceful.

Ymir

March 19th, 2023, 03:46 PM

"Oh uh thunderclan huh nice" she said nervously

"Your thinking of windclan idiot" Stormpaw said admiring his perfect claws

"Im not a idiot!" she yelled at him even though he was right she was thinking of windclan

"Hi back there" Rosepaw said while talking to peachpaw(Hope) with a smile that wasnt very bright

Ravenpaw crept closer without anyone knowing except stormpaw who straight up didnt care

"Im Rosepaw if i didnt already tell you" Rosepaw said again with a not very bright smile

"Your maki-" stormpaw was cut off "STOP TALKING" she yelled at him which made him close his mouth

Rosestep continued to mingle after helping escort the outsider

And maverick was............................................... .................................................. .................................................. not there

mooncake

~*Hope*~

Ambermoon1

March 19th, 2023, 05:45 PM

Ambermoon walked along with her clan to the gathering, she was worried about Sparrowstar being gone and what the other clans might think.
She had always thought Thunderclan was strong and brave, but this time she was not so sure.
She was dreading what the other cats would say, even though she had still managed to pull herself together and come to the Gathering.

SpiritWolf_yt

March 19th, 2023, 07:18 PM

Peachpaw flicked her tail as stormpaw and the others argued while she rosepaw and the thunderclan peachpaw talked, the molly gave a small nod in response to reosepaw then turning to the thunderclan apprentice"My name is peachpaw from riverclan" she replied standing their and watching
mooncake Rosepaaw

mooncake

March 19th, 2023, 07:50 PM

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5563&pictureid=37837
Peachpaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1376975&postcount=5)
She/her | 8 moons | ThunderClan
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Peachpaw stared at Peachpaw. What. No. This couldn't be right. Her mother had named her Peachpaw, for her cream-colored fur and beautiful eyes. And her sweet nature. Who was this imposter? Peachpaw remained silent for several moments, too stunned to speak. Luckily, she had just the thing. Initiate Position Sequence Number...! Peachpaw paused. Number... #6? #17? Sigh. It's no good. Peachpaw was too disoriented by the sudden input of new information. She couldn't focus on her sequences well enough. If she tried, she'd just mess up the execution.

She would have to improvise. Improvising was, well, an uncertain art. Peachpaw hated not being able to have a plan. But it wasn't like she hadn't prepared for situations outside of her sequences. It'd be fine. She improvised all the time, back in ThunderClan. This would be no different. "No way! My name is Peachpaw too! Oh uh, you," she said, turning to look at Stormpaw. "You have really nice eyes," she said cutely. Wow, that was a pretty advanced move! Even for me! He must be awestruck by my cuteness... heh heh, it'll be adorable watching him get all flustered.
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[ ~*Hope*~ | Rosepaaw ]

Ymir

March 19th, 2023, 08:27 PM

Stormpaw looked up then back down almost ignoring what she said "Im gay" he said before licking something off his paw

Rosepaw thought that was directed towards her and started getting flustered "I um well thank you" she then gave a nervous chuckle

Stormpaw then looked at Rosepaw and gave the look of 'this idiot'

Rosepaw slowly calmed down but not completely "You have nice eyes too" she said not breaking eye contact and now dead silent

Ravenpaw was about to kill Stormpaw for disrespecting the clans young treasure

Rosestep seeing all this kept walking this was none of her beez wax
mooncake

~*Hope*~

mooncake

March 19th, 2023, 08:37 PM

zozelen

March 19th, 2023, 08:44 PM

Wisppaw was minding her business, dodging around bigger cats and heading towards some clanmates she recognized. "It's pretty crowded, right? I mean, it's a gathering, so of course it is, but- ...Uh, did I come in at a bad time?"

Peachpaw, her kind of intimidating acquaintance, seemed to be practically bristling while looking at some tomcat, another she-cat standing nearby. Ravenpaw appeared to be stepping into their conversation to protect Peachpaw. Were they... friends?

Wisppaw was torn between trying to lighten the mood and awkwardly shuffling away.

mooncake Rosepaaw (i can delete this if there's too many people involved already)

zozelen

March 19th, 2023, 08:55 PM

Wisppaw gave her usual crooked smile, deciding to not fret over the unfamiliar apprentices and instead be grateful Ravenpaw seemed so welcoming. "Do you feel cold too, Ravenpaw, or is it just me...? But I guess my fur is kind of sparse. Yours looks a lot prettier! Er, if that isn't too weird to say..."

Rosepaaw

Ymir

March 19th, 2023, 09:01 PM

Ravenpaws face if not covered in fur was bright red which but since it was covered in fur her face looked emotionless

"No its not................yeah its a little cold" she said while twriling her tail a bit admiring the paw on her fur

Doing so unknowingly opened her shoulder making it look like she was inviting wisppaw to cuddle and stay warm with her (sorry love drama to much to not do something like this lol)

zeebles

mooncake

March 19th, 2023, 09:15 PM

zozelen

March 19th, 2023, 09:18 PM

Wisppaw's yellow eyes widened in surprise at the gesture. Huh. Looks like Ravenpaw really is cold... Ears flattened and looking at the ground, she pressed a bit closer, assuming her clanmate needed help warming up. She was just being a good friend! Wisppaw never hanged around that many cats as a kit, so maybe this was just what clanmates did!

She peeked up a little as Peachpaw greeted her. "Ah... Hi," she mewed plainly, at a bit of a loss for what to do in the moment.

Rosepaaw mooncake (sorry wisppaw is an oblivious apprentice lol)

Ymir

March 19th, 2023, 09:24 PM

Ravenpaws eyes widend and started blushing through the fur but wasnt going to say anything mainly because she was in a kinda shock which just made it feel like it was a normal thing to do

"H-hi peachpaw" she barely mustered out still looking forward

Stormpaw was watching this after getting thwacked over the head by warriors (staff)

Rosepaw blinked back into the real world and blushed as she subtly sits away from stormpaw but close to peachpaw

zeebles (i know thats why its fun)
mooncake

mooncake

March 19th, 2023, 10:08 PM

zozelen

March 20th, 2023, 03:09 AM

Wisppaw perked up again at Peachpaw's suspiciously gloomy giggle. She smiled, but it almost seemed... Uncomfortable? She shot a pointed look at Wisppaw, and the ginger apprentice glanced around, seeing if anyone else has noticed Peachpaw's demeanor change.

She hesitantly broke the silence, feeling a little bad for Rosepaw as the apprentice seemed to not pick up on Peachpaw's declining interest. "Um... Hey, Peachpaw, I think I saw your brother getting into a fight- I mean, looking around for you over there," she lied. Wisppaw didn't even know if she had a brother. "You should go... Say hi... But he might need to talk privately, so you should go alone!"

mooncake , and Rosepaaw if you want

MockingRabbit

March 20th, 2023, 07:04 AM

~Peachpaw~
she/her | female
Riverclan Apprentice
[ @mooncake (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=18251) ]

Peachpaw rolled her eyes as stormpaw tried to make a joke the most horrible joke she had ever heard. The mollies eyes looked around seeing all the cats, thought the most eye catching cat was another peachpaw from thunderclan"don't push it stormpaw i'm gonna go meet other apprentices see ya" she said getting up and walking cautiously to the apprentice. Her ears moving around as she stood a small distance from the 8 moon old apprentice"u-um hi?" she said barely moving any part of her body. step one introduce yourself done easy, step 2 start a conversation maybe easy, step three try and be friends, maybe hard. yup a freaking out riverclan peachpaw inside the body running around not knowing how this will end up

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~Willowlight~
she/her | female
thunderclan warrior
[ @RedAnger (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16523)]
[ sorry this is late]

Willowlight giggled a little as froststorm licked her ear. The molly knew it was against the code to lick someones ear but it was just a small lick. Her eyes looking at froststorm with happy soft gaze, her tail curling around almost wanting to touch frostorms tail, and it happens to so touch his tail anyway. The molly stayed silent as she didn't know what to say, almost a red color could be saw on her cheek as she fell in love

[ meanwhile]

Stormclaws jaw dropped down as he couldn't believe what he saw

THornclaw watched the 2 while sitting next to shocked stormclaw

"Lets meet up somewhere," he murmured into her ear, "what do you say about that big rock at the border in three sunrises?" He would have to figure something ou- He spotted Stormclaw and Thornclaw watching at them. He went red, first with embarrassment, then with anger. He sat up straight and tried to make it look normal. He glared a challenge at them.

Red Dawn

March 20th, 2023, 07:43 AM

"Okay then, suit yourself," he liked one paw and brought it over to his ear to clean. "Hey, what's taking the leaders so long to start the meeting?

"Don't know, maybe one of them have something to do?" yes... strange... why were the leaders were taling that long?

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 09:11 AM

Ravenpaw was now about to be semi alone with wisppaw

“Y-yeah your brother needs you” she said slightly moving her head in peachpaws direction

She was still dead still since wisppaw was still on her

Rosepaw looked down at the ground then realized the situation around her she had a knack for that, she then got up and slowly head down sat next to Stormpaw

Stormpaw didn’t care at all not his sister not his problem
zeebles
mooncake

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 09:24 AM

"Lets meet up somewhere," he murmured into her ear, "what do you say about that big rock at the border in three sunrises?" He would have to figure something ou- He spotted Stormclaw and Thornclaw watching at them. He went red, first with embarrassment, then with anger. He sat up straight and tried to make it look normal. He glared a challenge at them.

Willowlight nodded in agreement with froststorm. she looked at stormclaw and thornclaw with concern

[ meanwhile at a distance]

Stormclaw stared the the 2 with a unhappy look knowing whats up, the tom snorted and then laid down as a answer of declining the challenge

thornclaw watched carefully not accepting the challenge he just watched*Froststorm will be in deep trouble!" the tom thought

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[ please do not skip me!]

Peachpaw jumped" your name is peachpaw! cool!" she said excited"thank you, you have really nice eyes" she said then listening to the 2 chat

[ mooncake | Rosepaaw | zeebles ]

Zei

March 20th, 2023, 09:36 AM

Dunlinpaw launched himself on top of cobwebpaw in a mini attack. "die you silly old apprentice!" he growled playfully at his denmate. Cobwebpaw just gave him a blank almost dead like stare.

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 09:51 AM

Rosepaw then got up again and went over to sit by the riverclan peachpaw who's been awfully quiet

"You still alive" she said trying to start a converstion so that they wouldnt be left out again

Stormpaw was tired that tended to happen when he was around other cats that wasnt his mentor or a kill

Ravenpaw was doing what she was doing
~*Hope*~ (Sorry it all happend so fast)

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 09:56 AM

Peachpaw turned and looked at rosepaw"ya" she said looking back to see cinderpaw ok with stormpaw, the molly turned back to rosepaw and stayed silent as their was nothing to say
Rosepaaw

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 10:01 AM

"Riverclan huh thats....................fun" she said in a very straight forward tone

She kinda just sat there and waited

Stormpaw looked bored but was actually having the time of his life seeing all these idiots get imbarrassed and fumble
~*Hope*~

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 10:08 AM

Peachpaw nodded " mhm and your a thunderclan?" she said while being aware of stormpaw
Rosepaaw

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 10:19 AM

"Anyways" she said this time with a stern tone

"Who's your mentor" she asked to be polite of course she didnt know her mentor mainly for the fact that this was a diffrent clan

She continued to sit there in akward silence until Peachpaw responded

~*Hope*~

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 10:21 AM

"i don't think i have a mentor" she replied"who's your mentor" she askd
Rosepaaw [awkward]

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 10:23 AM

"He's male" she said to late but kept going like she meant to say that

She then continued to wait for the other apprentice to speak in awkward silence

~*Hope*~ (Your telling me)

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 10:33 AM

peachpaw fiddled with her paws"so....uh got any favorite pre-" she paused and Blazepaw sniffed around them in circled then went off" prey" she continued
Rosepaaw

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 11:20 AM

"Uhm i gotta say outsiders there fun, kittypets are to weak and rouges are to strong" she said plainly like it was normal to say something like that

"Though i do love rabbit meat call me original" she said before yawning

"What's yours"

She then continued to wait in awkward silence

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 11:23 AM

peachpaw flicked her tail" Kittypets are to pampered according to what i hear, and rogues are to mean there is no reason for the rogues to attack" she said

" I like fish mostly" she replied smiling

then going into the awkward silence that someone should really break
Rosepaaw

Willie Warf

March 20th, 2023, 12:03 PM

SWANPAW (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1375366&postcount=3)
she/her | 7 Moon

The small molly watched the pair her eyes gleaming with interest as she headed over towards them, "Hey there! I'm Swanpaw whats your name?"

- #

Swanpaw turned to look at her fellow apprentice giving her a soft smile, "Howdy there how have you been?"
Sharppaw post 19

Sharppaw smiled, her charade of sweetness thoroughly working. "Im fine, how are you?" She said, watching the shecat's every move.

(She isn't trying to fight or anything, shes just weird)

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 12:14 PM

"Well rouges have their reasons" she said staring to the middle distance

"And ive never had fish so i wouldnt know" she said now looking at the ground

She then looked up at peachpaw after a while "do you think i have a chance with peachpaw, peachpaw?" she asked "I know its forbidden but just i dont know"

~*Hope*~

Levi 99

March 20th, 2023, 12:26 PM

"Don't know, maybe one of them have something to do?" yes... strange... why were the leaders were taling that long?

"Maybe," said the warrior skeptically, "but if they're all here then that means there's no reason for them to wait any longer."

littlelove

March 20th, 2023, 12:30 PM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/images/56217371_BAPg0eawQSet09S.png

It was like the world was challenging her not to lose her cool. Seeing a certain weasel slink out of the darkness made the fur along Cinderpaw's spine stand on end, quietly bristling as the pack of Shadowclanners weaved themselves through the gathering, acting like they belonged here any more than the loner a small group of them were confronting. She stood for a moment -- she would not be letting them break another truce, not if she had anything to do with it - but by the time she'd reacted, the loner had slipped away without a brawl.

She let out a quiet huff. Good. Maybe some of them knew how to use their words rather than claws. It seemed to be an underappreciated skill amongst the shadows. She was soon enough set right back on edge, however, by Ivysnake's smug words.

She was being dared, dared to rip her claws across the dark tabby's face and Cinderpaw wasn't quite sure if she could keep herself from it. Her claws unsheathed, clicking against stone as she tried to cool herself off. She could end a fight tonight, but she couldn't start one. How in the hell was Thunderclan always the problem when Shadowclan couldn't get it into their heads that they didn't own the entire forest?

Sundust's words were like a chilled stream running over and down her shoulders. He was certainly doing better at finding the right thing to say when she was riled up, and all the eldest apprentice could do was nod numbly in response. If she said anything, it would be about how their o holy clan wasn't much more than the loners they were busy chasing out, and wouldn't be much more than that in due time.

[ naiad TheNyanCatMinecart Ravensong just to ping all the med cats though i didnt mention elm im sorry :sob: ]

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 12:31 PM

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 12:41 PM

"Well i also dont know how to fish" she said frowning

Stormpaw walked to the water and instantly caught a small fish

Rosepaw saw this and continued to frown

~*Hope*~

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 12:48 PM

"Well i also dont know how to fish" she said frowning

Stormpaw walked to the water and instantly caught a small fish

Rosepaw saw this and continued to frown

~*Hope*~

" i can teach you" she said smiling

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 12:51 PM

Rosepaw smiled and nodded "I would love that"

~*Hope*~

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 01:06 PM

Rosepaw smiled and nodded "I would love that"

~*Hope*~

Peachpaw smiled"I don't know if going to the water is allowed" she meowed not wanting to break the code

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 01:10 PM

"Well we dont have to tell anyone and we can only get kicked out for attacking eachother" she said deviously

~*Hope*~

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 01:12 PM

Peachpaw frowned" maybe bluestone can come with us?" she said
Rosepaaw

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 01:18 PM

Rosepaw also frowned "Thats no fun but fine" she said looking at the ground letting out a sigh

~*Hope*~

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 04:09 PM

Peachpaw walked over to bluestone chatting until a del was brought she looked at rosepaw and waved her over"bluestone and i made a agreement" she meowed

"I agreed that i'll watch you from where i can see you" he meowed as peachpaw started going over to the water
Rosepaaw

Moonraven

March 20th, 2023, 04:48 PM

With the arrival of all four clans, Twilightstar quietly returned Pikestar's nod of greeting, assuming he was in a fair mood since he had offered a greeting, and found her eye locked on the stone where the deputies sat. This had to be a first in all the moons she's served as WindClan's leader. There were no deputies on the stone below. Logically it made sense, Fallownose was ill, Dawnstar refused to name a deputy, ThunderClan apparently had a new leader, and she was sure Pikestar had a reason for Gingerfrost's absence since he appeared relatively calm. But to those more superstitious, she could already hear them internally worrying about omens and anger from StarClan.

Eager to be done with this gathering and home, noting no leader call for the start of the gathering, the elegant lilac oriental took a step forwards and commanded attention. "Let us begin. I'll start us off."

"Prey continues to run well in the moor, and WindClan faring sufficiently. Lightningpaw has started her warrior training. However, a few of our cats have fallen ill, Fallownose among them. Unfortunately, Kitefly, one of the first to have caught this sickness, passed away. Cowtuft is doing everything he can to combat this illness and ensure WindClan's health." There was no point in questioning whether the leader thought WindClan would recover from this. It could be heard in Twilightstar's fierce tone that she felt WindClan would be alright. WindClan always recovered, stronger, no matter the devastation.

"Coldsong and Briarpaw have also moved on to StarClan. Coldsong lost his life thanks to a trespassing rogue." Twilightstar spat. "And Briarpaw drowned. Kitefly, Coldsong, and Briarpaw all served WindClan honorably and we pray they hunt and rest well among the ancestors in Silverpelt." Twilightstar glanced up at the sky as she finished saying farewell and then stepped back, allowing the next clan leader to speak.
Undertaker Eaglet canineantics

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 04:53 PM

She followed her with excitement to the water
~*Hope*~

SpiritWolf_yt

March 20th, 2023, 05:06 PM

She followed her with excitement to the water
~*Hope*~

bluestone watched from a distant

Peachpaw lowered herself watching the fishes she smiled"i'm not to good in teaching but when i was taught how to hunt I would normally wait for a ish to be close by and when it is i would quickly dig into the water and catch it with either mouth or claws" she meowed

AlreadyMadness

March 20th, 2023, 05:29 PM

~Walnutpaw~

The brown-furred she-cat's ears perked up at the sound of Riverpaw's voice, a hint of relief that their peer had ended up speaking before the silence became too uncomfortable shone in their eyes. "Yes, we are." She took a moment to think of what to say next. "Although, the smell of salt is a bit too strong for my liking..." Her noise scrunched up as another breeze carrying the scent blew past them, causing them to stifle a sneeze. It took them a moment later to notice the other apprentice which sat nearby. What was their name again? The more she tried to remember, the more the answer seemed out of reach. Before she had a chance to say anything, they saw that another apprentice had come over to interact with them. Eventually, they got caught up in their own thoughts again, and by the time Walnutpaw noticed, she could hear the leader's voice speak above the others, catching her attention.

(Sorry for the late response, Karlos !)

Karlos

March 20th, 2023, 05:56 PM

➛ riverpaw ;
; she/her | six moons.

--she could smell both the scent of the moors and the sent of the rivers that flooded the clearing; windclan and riverclan respectively, she presumed. walnutpaw confirmed their closeness to the ocean, and riverpaw nodded. a voice boomed through the clearing; a she-cat, whom sounded to be on the 'seastones', which she'd heard of from the older apprentices. twilightstar… maybe? ah, yes, she begun to speak about windclan. illness and death seemed to be the main event in the rival clan, and riverpaw shifted.

would shadowclan try to use this against them? a deep-rooted thought wiggled in her heart uncomfortably. i wish shadowclan could be nice for once, she thought. her clan always seemed to be… the villains, of everyone else's story. it didn't make sense to her. she loved her clan, she was proud of them, but… she could feel the discomfort in the air. riverpaw bit down a hiss. twilightstar stopped speaking, and riverpaw blinked her grief for the three dead cats.

AlreadyMadness
– #18/100

AlreadyMadness

March 20th, 2023, 06:32 PM

~Walnutpaw~
(She/Her)

One would have thought that a cat should've mourned for the loss of cats, even if they were from another clan, but Walnutpaw stood her ground. Yes, of course it was a shame that they died, but at the same time, it didn't directly affect her life. They weren't cats that she had known nor were they cats she cared about. To the brown she-cat, she wasn't being cruel or selfish, she was just stating it as it was. She knew that if they were still alive, they might meet her in battle in the distant future. Besides that, it was no surprise that WindClan out of any clan had lost cats during the past moon, as the news of the sickness spreading through the clan had caught her attention. The she-cat's gaze landed on her mourning clanmate. "You really don't need to mourn for those you don't know. They would've likely died anyways." Her tone came out blunter than she had meant to sound. She didn't like the sour air which seemed to have formed around some cats which sat nearby her.

[ Karlos ]

Ymir

March 20th, 2023, 07:14 PM

bluestone watched from a distant

Peachpaw lowered herself watching the fishes she smiled"i'm not to good in teaching but when i was taught how to hunt I would normally wait for a ish to be close by and when it is i would quickly dig into the water and catch it with either mouth or claws" she meowed

She took a mental note and stared down at the water

When a fish came up she started clawing the water and it took a second but eventually got the fish in a ok shape

She smiled at her success and ate into the fish which was one of the best things she’s ever had

“I’m gonna miss fish” she said with a light chuckle offering some to peachpaw

serendipity.

March 20th, 2023, 07:43 PM

Sharppaw post 19

Sharppaw smiled, her charade of sweetness thoroughly working. "Im fine, how are you?" She said, watching the shecat's every move.

(She isn't trying to fight or anything, shes just weird)

Swanpaw could feel her fur bristle from the molly's watchful eyes she quickly brought her paw to her face and licked it with nervousness before turning back to her. "Ah I could be better." She couldn't say she was doing good because to be honest she wasn't.

- #58

Zei

March 20th, 2023, 07:48 PM

Cliffjumper sat silently, making sure to keep watch over his apprentice and the gathering. no outsiders where allowed and he hoped the outsiders wouldn't try anything tonight, or that if they did, perhaps they would finally learn their lesson

AlreadyMadness

March 20th, 2023, 08:01 PM

~Goosepaw~
He/Him

(OPEN!)

The tabby tom-cat was practically bursting with energy as he arrived at the gathering, and by now, none of that energy seemed to have left his body. He had been trying to find someone to talk to for a while, but had been ignored or told that they didn't want to talk by other cats. He wondered if his mentor had come to the gathering, as he hadn't caught sight of them yet. Then again, he had barely been staying still and hadn't been paying much attention to remember those he had tried to speak with, so it wouldn't surprise him if he had talked to his mentor and it had just slipped his mind. Goosepaw's yellow eyes darted from side to side, the reality that he might not find anyone to talk to starting to slip it... just barely, but it was there. Still, he held out hope.

Levi 99

March 21st, 2023, 02:42 AM

"Finally, it's starting," thought Shadefrost as his ears flicked with irritation. He had quietly been exercising the muscles in his now dangerous tail by waiving it back and forth as he waited, trying to get used to the extra weight. Later he'd go do some training and probably hunt a fox or another cat (if he felt like it) in order to see how it worked in a real fight. But in order to do any of that, the leaders had to finish this gathering as soon as possible.

Red Dawn

March 21st, 2023, 12:39 PM

"Maybe," said the warrior skeptically, "but if they're all here then that means there's no reason for them to wait any longer."

He nodded "Yeah... Maybe..."

MockingRabbit

March 21st, 2023, 02:26 PM

Willowlight nodded in agreement with froststorm. she looked at stormclaw and thornclaw with concern

[ meanwhile at a distance]

Stormclaw stared the the 2 with a unhappy look knowing whats up, the tom snorted and then laid down as a answer of declining the challenge

thornclaw watched carefully not accepting the challenge he just watched*Froststorm will be in deep trouble!" the tom thought

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

[ please do not skip me!]

Peachpaw jumped" your name is peachpaw! cool!" she said excited"thank you, you have really nice eyes" she said then listening to the 2 chat

[ @mooncake (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=18251) | @Rosepaaw (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=18337) | @zeebles (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=18291) ]
Froststorm stood up. "Well, it was very nice to meet you, Willowlight," he said in a too-loud voice, still aware of his clan-mated stare. He didn't want to go but he couldn't just be caught at it.

SpiritWolf_yt

March 21st, 2023, 02:38 PM

Willowlights smile was lost when froststorm said that, she looked over to see 2 cats were staring at them, she hissed with a angry face not wanting froststorm to leave. the molly turned to froststorm"please stay i'm only comftorable around you" she said

Stormclaw got up and went over to ashclaw

Thornclaw had see enough to tell dawnstar when they get back, the tom got up and joined ashclaw and stormclaw
RedAnger

Eaglet

March 21st, 2023, 06:25 PM

He attended the gathering for the first time as Thunderclan leader. And, to put it mildly, it was stressful. His feelings seemed to be synchronized with the rumble of the clouds. Unstable and frightened. The King of the Storms had reminded himself to keep a mental note of what the two mates have said below. They encircled him with their generosity and encouragement. That did indeed impact his heart, but those worrisome sentiments continued to outweigh those positive emotions. He was impatient since the wait seemed so long. It appeared to go on forever, but he had no idea how long the cloud bundle had been able to glide across the sky like a snail. Cinderpaw was spotted close to the perch where the medicine cats typically sat. To finally glimpse the Shadow Queen, he could only turn his head. A scarred pelt emerged from the shadows, leading her clan like the queen she was. Even a fleeting glimpse of her would make everyone shudder due to her amber eyes. There were shadows everywhere, and she always managed to find a path, no matter how small they were. The cats of Shadowclan scattered towards the beach clearing. The animosity on both sides was already apparent to him.

He did not want Thunderclan to become accustomed to gazing at its adversaries. If they did, they would be exactly like Shadowclan. He desired the conclusion of this gathering without delay. She marched ferociously up the rock. Her experience outweighed his, as evidenced by her robust physique. Catching her attention as she regarded him as a snake would. He quickly averted his blue gaze. Whatever happened at the gathering, the effects could last many moons. Who knows if his attempts to avoid stirring up too much trouble will be successful. That seemed improbable in the case of Dawnstar. Windclan intervened as a savior when the animosity between them reached an all-time high. Twilightstar, up close, truly didn't appear that old at all as he watched the oldest of the leaders emerge. His opinions should now be kept to himself. Even though he was keeping his mouth closed, he noticed that it was becoming dry. He was aware of Twilightstar's proximity to him. Just being here was difficult. In the presence of the two leaders with the longest terms. He was the youngest of the three clan leaders. He was unaware of each leader's complete personalities when they were not in public view. He questioned whether he would eventually resemble any of them. He would have the final say in that.

Riverclan was the last to show up. The exterior of The Lord of the Waters was framed with a calm, clear look. Similar to their riverbank home. Taking a second fast look at the corresponding perches of each rank. He realized there was just one deputy present. Gingerfrost was it? Perhaps, he might be lonely. A single deputy up here. Fallownose was somewhere, that he was sure Twilightstar would discuss. He nervously licked his lips as he noticed the presence of cats here. Okay. In the icy air, his hot breath sizzled. Beginning his announcements, he simply had a sharp, persistent sense of impending danger. He stood and padded up the edge of the rock, his whiskers twitching. Thunderclan starts correct? Everyone was able to clearly see the feathery tom due to its sharp point.

"Thunderclan has had quite a few issues. Despite the few issues we've had, Firekit has revived and rejoined Thunderclan. Bringing her resurrected presence to us." He was still astounded by cat’s ability to resurrect. Based on his observations of the young kit breathing its first breath at the Thunderwillow. Starclan was definitely strong. They were revived among the commotion with Cinderpaw by their side.

"Even as Starclan blessed them and returned the favor to us. The number of deaths in Thunderclan was staggering. Raypaw, Acornkit, and Dawnpaw have all passed this moon." And it should be noted that Thunderclan has also endured other fatalities. It was quite unpleasant to have to use these names. How many more Thunderclan fatalities would he have to announce? And it goes without saying that Dawnpaws' predicament was devastating. Moreover, quite suspicious. "On the focus of Dawnpaw, a few of our warriors have spotted Dawnpaw near Shadowclan's borders dead. Given the circumstances of their body, Dawnpaw's deceased body was rather harsh. Dawnpaw was entirely free of their fur. If Shadowclan would have an explanation for this due to the evidence of Dawnpaw smelling of Shadowclan." His eyes gave Dawnstar a small hint of deduction. But it was impossible to read her. He would never be able to match her in battle prowess or clan leadership intellect.

Oh gosh, Shadowclan got given even more attention. Both clans would undoubtedly raise their chains in response to this. If he spoke this, he hoped no hisses would be let out. Everything would result in an increase in tension and perhaps even a war escalation. He disliked fighting pointless battles. And if his prediction of the conclusion was accurate, an eternal fire would encircle the forest where they all lived. "Thunderclan and Shadowclan recently engaged in a border skirmish, it needs to be noted. With the passing of Redowl, Bluetree, Sneezeweasel, and Myrtlenose, four of our warriors. We send them all up to Starclan and wish them endless hunting." He didn't feel comfortable praying to Starclan. Even mentioning their name gave him a bad taste in his mouth. He might be a hypocrite for lying before this statement, though. Yet when the vast majority of cats in a clan had faith in them, what could he do?

"Lastly, the disappearance of our beloved leader Sparrowstar was the reason I was up here." The fluctuation in temperature brought on by the snowflakes' descent. The gathering's rumbling gloomy clouds had vanished. Simply making the snowflakes from the dark sky fall on their body incessantly. The sky appeared to be mourning. "Twolegs grabbed her away from us. Therefore I now have to assume leadership of Thunderclan. As I wish for future generations to come with my leadership." Now, that last remark might have prompted whatever curse Thunderclan had been subjected to try and seize him. He would have more time to rule the Thunderclan depending on how many high-ranking members had left. He had no idea where this sudden confidence goal had come from. But it was pleasant to feel.

"For the promise we gave Shadowclan during the border skirmish. As it was our doing for that recent battle, Thunderclan will give Shadowclan its portion of herbs and prey." He had anticipated a stir over this, but he would carry out Sparrowstar's gesture of compensation to the Shadowclan. What goes, stays.

"That is all from Thunderclan."

He took his customary position on the rock and quickly took a step back. Seated, but a little bit closer to Pikestar and Twilightstar. waiting for the following leader to act. Yet, even he was not completely able to control his emotions, and his tail slashed over the boulder. Eagerly awaiting Dawnstar's response.

[ Undertaker, Moonraven, canineantics ]

perseus.

March 21st, 2023, 06:41 PM

Sorrelflare had gone back to his spot after the whole outsider incident and when Thrushfur started to talk, he barely listened, only caring slightly when Shadowclan was mentioned but he snorted at the mention that their pervious leader was taken by twolegs. The Enforcer wasn't surprised by this but he stayed silent as he turned his gaze toward Dawnstar waiting to see what she would be saying in response to the Dawnpaw situation.

Levi 99

March 21st, 2023, 08:28 PM

littlelove

March 21st, 2023, 09:18 PM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/images/56217371_BAPg0eawQSet09S.png

Announcements bean to float by as usual. Cinderpaw was still wholly distracted by her still waning (yet still bubbling) anger at Ivysnake. She hadn't said anything else, though, so the massive she-cat hoped it would be over... but she wouldn't be so lucky tonight.

The eldest apprentice began to tune back in as Thrushfur announced the moon's deaths -- all children. A part of her ached viscerally. When would it stop? It was like nature was against them as well as the other clans. What could she do to make this all stop? What did she have to do to make this all stop? Cinderpaw knew deeply, of course, that it would never truly stop... but there needed to be something, anything out there to slow it all down. There needed to be, because what was the point of being alive otherwise?

Dawnpaw's name, oddly enough, graced her ears again after the new leader's announcement... and the explanation of the death made something within her boil. There was nothing, anything Shadowclan could ever do to justify the death of kids, and she'd like to see them ever try--

Oh. They were trying.

White hot anger blazed within Cinderpaw. "No!" She yowled, wasting no time in leaving her place along the base of the Seastones. Her footsteps might as well have been smoldering in her wake with how bright she seemed - like she was made out of pure, blinding sun. "Dawnpaw didn't cross the border. I know he didn't leave Thunderclan territory for a second, because Foxflurry found his skinless body on our side!"

"Your clan crossed our border, skinned a child to use him as some sick trophy before we ever picked a fight with you, and when we retaliate, you say that Thunderclan isn't a clan, that we are the lawless?!" Her voice split with rage, claws slipping out. "You are not a clan. You are nothin' but disgusting, shameless rogues and I will make sure that you lot never hurt a child of mine ever again. There will never, ever be civility to be had in this forest as long as your shadows walk these grounds."

Stars. She was amazed at the other clans' refusals to take a stand. How had it taken this long for her to snap, either? Shame bloomed within her, but not because of the outburst she was having. Her eyes glazed through the crowd, challenging any rebuttals. She would not be starting a fight,

but she could certainly end one.

[do i put mentions in announcement brackets? out? who knows? Levi 99 ]

SpiritedWarrior

March 21st, 2023, 09:49 PM

Shadefrost lashed his tail to and fro, as Thrushfur spoke. He wasn't even a leader, he didn’t even act like he was leadership material. How dare this weakling make it seem as if Shadowclan was wrong for defending its borders. "Thrushfur," shouted the blue eyed tom angrily. "Dawnstar already told every cat in the forest that if a cat comes to our borders we'd kill them despite their age, gender, or rank. That paw was not excluded from the law of our leader and if you don't want anymore cats to die I'd suggest that you tell your clanmates to stop coming over uninvited." He huffed the last part out, fixing the stand in leader with his sapphire blue eyes and giving him a look that said "I dare you to say something". At the same time he subtly angled his pointed tail towards the nearest Thunderclan cat, just in case they tried anything. "I honestly can't stand some of the cats in this forest Hawk, especially notThunderclan.

WhiteDawn Eaglet (and Open to some random TC cat to try to pick a fight with Shade)
Crowpaw

Rage boiled inside, over and over until he couldn't take it anymore. Everything in his life had flopped, he had no hope for a healthy relationship with anyone, especially his mother who seemed to think that keeping her pregnancy a secret from her only son, her only living kit. Now, he knew forgiveness was a thing, but from what he's seen, no one has earned his forgiveness until they proved themselves worthy. But despite the hatred that has boiled inside since day one, he decided to make his way to the Seastones in hope of seeing the one cat that could possibly give him advice. A cat he could trust other than his friend: his grandpaw.

But instead of seeing Pondwhisker, Crowpaw's eyes went toward a ShadowClanner who was speaking directly to his ambition-driven, negligent father. And for the first time in what felt like moons, the tabby swiped his mohawk to the side and confronted the mouse-brained frog eater, finally expressing the hidden loyalty he felt toward his home and Clan. "If we aren't even able to come to the borders, how do you suppose we do our border patrols, huh? We need to protect our Clan. Yes, Dawnpaw was in the wrong for going alone, but that doesn't merit the death penalty your Clan seemed to think was right in that moment. Dawnpaw was an apprentice, a damn good one at that and if your Clanmate felt the need to murder outright even though our Clan's apprentice was merely relaxing at the border, not doing any harm. Did Dawnpaw even cross the border? Can one of you ill-tempered, frog-eating, murder-bent, blood-spilling, slimy, filthy rogues tell me that? Tell my father that? What about Dawnpaw's mentor? His parents?"

Crow's eyes narrowed with challenge, urging the disgusting excuse of a cat to tell him the truth about what happened that day between Dawnpaw and the murderer. He wanted to unearth the truth, and at this point he didn't care if he died doing it as long as the truth was revealed. At least he would be with his sister, the one who ever truly loved him as family. "Father. I know you are giving ShadowClan access to our herbs and prey, but do you truly see any reason as to why Dawnpaw was killed and skinned? I sure don't." Let's see if he's truly the cat ThunderClan needs as a leader...

poppy

March 21st, 2023, 09:55 PM

Aspenstrike padded into the Seastones, nerves churning in her belly but her face calm and confident. She could do this. Her eyes burned into the newest ThunderClan leader, Thrushfur. Hm. Yellow eyes then moved to Cinderpaw and cats crying out in defiance from both ShadowClan and ThunderClan, and the molly inhaled sharply, taking a seat silently. Her first gathering since her leadership.

She was done hiding.

(open!)

poppy

March 21st, 2023, 10:28 PM

cw: this post contains mentions of child deaths
[ Levi 99 SpiritedWarrior @/open to anyone else to respond/listen ]

Dear god. They were making such a fuss, what was it now? The tiny warrior rolled her eyes lightly as Thrushface announced all those deaths. Damn. Protect those kids of yours, squirrels. If your kits are more traumatized than ours, then we have a problem. She stayed silent, though, caramel fur washed pale in the moonlight, until one of her Clanmates started saying some dumb stuff, and she felt the need to comment. Stepping over and standing beside him, shoulder to shoulder, she chuckled softly.

"Shadefrost, try thinking before you speak. The way you worded that was atrocious, and it gave them something else to cry about." Turning to look at Crowpaw, she eyed him calmly. her eyes widened in a bit of mock hurt at his very childish insults. Deciding to get a tad personal, she squinted at him, almost eye-level with the apprentice due to her size, and chuckled softly, humorlessly. "It's ironic, really." She mused almost mockingly, a glint of sincerity to her words, though phrased cruelly. "You get all bent out of shape about one apprentice, shame about him I suppose, but what about the heaps of other dead kids your variety of leaders have announced the past few moons? Three total this moon, Dawnpaw, Acornkit and Raypaw, two last moon- Quietpaw and Weaselpaw, correct? Two kits the moon before that, another kit the moon before that. Now that's as far as my memory will serve me, but I think you get my point."

Her good memory seemed to come in handy tonight, didn't it. "That's 8 children, in case you were counting. And two queens and StarClan knows how many warriors and leaders, but they're not relevant at the moment. Eight kids, and one was allegedly killed by us. You do not know the circumstances of his death, he could have very well crossed the border then been moved to the other side so his body would be easily accessible. That means that seven children have died because of negligence, irresponsibility, stupidity or just you ThunderClanner's trademark bad luck."

The tiny, tawny warrior's eyes flickered to Dawnstar, wondering if the leader would approve of this. It was a toss up, really, but Rosecougar had never been one to shut up when it was wise to. "So perhaps instead of getting all pissed off about a death you don't know the circumstances of or reasons for, perhaps deal with your little problem. The problem being the heaps of children you've had to bury in the last season. I suggest you deal with it, because it seems your nursery and apprentice's den will be painfully unpopulated this new-leaf if you don't." Icy eyes now calmed their burning fire, and she awaited the emotional and probably aggressive response from ThunderClanners alike. No, she wasn't concerned with being buddy-buddy with the squirrels or anyone else for that matter. Shadefrost could get mad at her too, the whole world could be pissed off at her and she'd just keep on marching.

"Try to fight it as you might, but it seems like the vast majority of the kids that die in ThunderClan are no one's fault but your own. The final blow might be caused by an enemy's claws, or a badger or foxes or whatever else your kids endure, but the cause of the death will always be the same; you adults failing to keep them safe." She didn't know how most of those kids died, but from personal experiences with the squirrels, she realized that their deaths were probably caused by the stupidity of authority and grown-ups. God, I talk too much, don't I? This is precisely why she had to promise Dawnstar that she would keep her mouth shut during their hunt.

"Now please don't take this as me starting a fight or trying to hurt feelings- while that sounds very enjoyable, I am only speaking the truth in hopes that you squ- cats will use the energy you use to blame us and insult us to pull your head out of your asses long enough to see who the real problem is."

lio

March 21st, 2023, 10:53 PM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20720974?1679382584
NIGHTHOUND (https://toyhou.se/20720974.nighthound)
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

Nighthound hadn't gone to the Gathering in a while, having stayed back in order to watch some young cats instead- although he had itched to go. However, the first time he goes in a while, there's drama. And an exponential amount of it, apparently. The huge tom shook his head and huffed. Warriors acting out, an apprentice yelling at his own leader- that surely wasn't a good thing for reputation. Maybe that apprentice would be punished later on, though he didn't know Thrushfur well. Hopefully it wasn't too harsh.

Rosecougar was right about one thing, being that there were far too many young deaths than there should be on ThunderClan's paws. Nighthound's tail twitched at the thought, a remorseful glint in his eye glimmering before fading out once more into the emotionless exterior he tried to keep up. Standing up, the huge tom approached the commotion, his ears flattened.

"We should not get our tails in a twist without Dawnstar having a chance to speak. Both sides have equal amount of reason to be angered by the situation, and arguing will not help anything. ThunderClan, you do not have ample proof of one of our cats crossing the border. While it is not right for an apprentice to have been killed, you are quite quick to jump to blame," he explained, tail lashing idly. Orange eyes peered back and forth between each cat before he continued. "But this is an issue that was directed toward Dawnstar. Let's give her a chance to say something before starting a huge argument."

Hopefully that would be enough to diffuse the situation- at least long enough for Dawnstar to actually say something.

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Levi 99

March 21st, 2023, 11:16 PM

Shadefrost, eyed the two windclan cats with hostility, hoping one of them attacked. Then his attention was quickly drawn away from them to Rosecougar, a cat he hardly knew existed until now, and boy was she a beauty. He listened to what she had to say before speaking himself, “true, that was a mistake on my part sorry. He turned his head away a bit embarrassed that he hadn’t thought before he spoke, “also, not that I’m trying to piggyback off what she said or anything, but how do you know that Dawnpaw didn’t trespass huh?
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BEAR.

March 21st, 2023, 11:26 PM

Now this, this was interesting. ThunderClan was crying about the children they failed to protect, and obviously ShadowClan wasn't going to go silently.

But Tinystorm didn't feel compelled to speak. This affair didn't concern him- he was more than happy to watch it play out with glistening eyes.

Undertaker

March 22nd, 2023, 12:35 AM

cw: this post contains mentions of skinning, deaths, and Dawn's ruthless lack of care for those outside of ShadowClan
The eerie golden irises silently followed the scrawny rabbits and their Lady Hare followed not long after by the Lord of Guppies and his clan of catfish. As the beach filled with clans and scents begins to mingle, Dawnstar found herself drawn to the black she-cat with the illuminating blue eyes as she sent off a pesky outsider, and equally as dark tom never far behind her. The Queen eyed both Shadowfur and Mirehound for a moment longer, something akin to intriguing flashing in her amber glare. The tattered ears atop swerved in the direction of the commanding summons, the eyes followed a second later as Twilightstar took to opening this gathering.

Dawnstar hadn't noticed, was far too busy trying to fantasize about tearing ThunderClan apart, and failed to pick up how edgy the usual regal feline was. Of course, the eldest leader still maintained an air of complete control and posed confidence that came with experience. Yet, having joined her atop this stone so many times, watching moon after moon, Dawnstar picked up little pieces of the WindClan leader's unease. It wasn't until Twilightstar mentioned a sickness ravaging her clan, bedridden even her deputy, that Dawnstar bothered to peer down at the stone where the seconds sat.

It was empty, that was a startling sight. The WindClan medicine cat was also absent. She supposed that was a decent enough reason to be rattled, it was not Dawnstar's problem, however, she couldn't bring herself to look down on Twilightstar for losing a bit of her composure. You couldn't remedy illness with tooth and claw, couldn't lead your clan out of it, one simply had to put their faith in their medicine cats and hope they came out on the other side alright. Dawnstar couldn't sympathize or empathize with the Bunny leader, but she could understand the stress just a bit.

Still, she'd have to remember to send a warning to the bunnies, not as severe as her last, but a warning nonetheless for the trespassing. But it could wait for now. The rodent was speaking. Dawnstar paid far more attention to ThunderClan's announcements and was surprised that some things were being brought up while others were not. Dawnpaw? Was that the pelt of the cat Vixensnarl brought her? Dawnstar scoured the gathered for her daughter, ignoring Thrushfur's need for explanation as she really did not enjoy repeating herself. Thankfully one of her warriors, Shadefrost, saved her from wasting her breath but then that whiny kit playing medicine cat started... while complaining and shouting the same old insults like they were supposed to hurt ShadowClan somehow, how disgustingly boring.

Whinypaw and Sircrymeariver, were barely given a glance as they attempted to make Dawnstar care about the dung coming out of their mouths. They were failing, Rosecougar was already spitting truths that Dawnstar was sure ThunderClan would rebuttal with more whining. She didn't fully understand why Shadefrost was getting reprimanded, but that was a Shadefrost problem. Her clanmates could take care of themselves, clearly. Leaving the peasants to protest as they like, the experienced Queen locked eyes with the King only in name.

"You said you wanted an explanation. As reported by an actual cat that was actually there. My warrior, Vixensnarl, found your apprentice Dawnpaw over the border so she killed him, skinned him, and tossed his body back on your side of the border so you knew of his fate rather than assuming he went missing. The fact that our scent was detected easily at that was simply to tell you the reason for his death. It was the least she could do since you ThunderClan cats, after I explicitly stated what would happen at the last gathering with no complaints from leaders, deputies, or medicine cats on my enforced borders rules, decided to let your apprentices roam around my border mentorless and warriorless." Dawnstar casually shrugged her shoulders, eyes periodically glancing at the moonless sky with curiosity.

"Next time this happens, I'll have the body dumped in the outskirts if you wish." The cats below could mouth off all they wanted, if Dawnstar felt like dignifying the rodents with a retort she might. Yet, at the moment, it felt like she'd be wasting her breath and talking in circles. The fact that they were only complaining about ShadowClan border rules now after they were silent only supported the fact that ThunderClan would never ever take responsibility for anything that went wrong for their clan. Well, Sparrowstar had started to but considering Thrushfur was bringing up the dead apprentice Dawnstar guessed they were just going to regress under his weak leadership.

"Or maybe you could heed what I say and keep your cats out of my territory or better yet away from my border unless it's for patrols. It's my territory and I can decide how I want my clan to defend it. If my cats were stupid enough or brazen enough to cross into an opposing clan's territory after being warned of the consequences. I would not be acting all shocked or hurt after finding them dead at the border. I definitely wouldn't be asking for an explanation. I would be reminding my clan to be mindful around said border and ordering my apprentices not to leave camp without a warrior or their mentor rather than complaining about it at a gathering. Keep your paws out of my territory and you won't have any dead cats to worry about." It felt like a complete waste of time. If you asked her.

These squirrel-brains were going out of their way to make it sound like ShadowClan was targeting them or something. Pleeeeeeeeease! Asides from the fact that they've gone moons without any crises between the two clans, and now two ThunderClan leaderships, Dawnstar had stated her rules, ThunderClan had broken them, and now they were using any and every excuse under the sun to pin the blame on ShadowClan because they didn't want to deal with the consequences their actions reaped. If this is how RiverClan felt no wonder they went to such extremes to teach these rodents a lesson. Thrushfur's rule was going to be a bloody and violent one if he wasn't careful. It was like falling into a river and nearly drowning and then screaming at the river for drowning them... actually she wouldn't be shocked if that was how ThunderClan dealt with all their problems. They seemed like the type to blame it on everything else, unable to handle or deal with their own wrongdoings.

"The loud one," Dawnstar tail whisked itself in the direction of the mouthy med. apprentice. "She said something about retaliation. Seeing as you made sure to leave out why we even had to have a border skirmish in the first place. The reason why you have to give ShadowClan anything, because a patrol of your warriors trespassed into ShadowClan territory to steal our prey, resulting in the death of my own warriors, Whisperingwolf, Oliveglow, Ivyleaf, and Mossfang, was because you assumed that we crossed into your border to kill an apprentice? Or something else?" Dawnstar cocked her head peering intensely at Thrushfur with icy cunning and feisty daring. Challenging the tom to speak against her just so she could put him in his place, beneath her.

She was hoping that wasn't the reason. This hadn't been a deliberate attack against ShadowClan?!!! Having a select few cats act on their own was bad enough, the ThunderClan was still responsible, but if this had been a retaliation well that changes everything and made it much much worse. When it came to the game called retribution Dawnstar would prevail because she would not and could not forget or forgive.

Dawnstar yawned, ears flickering frantically as thunder boomed loudly overhead, nearly shaking the earth. Oh? Now when had they decided to do that? Dawnstar casually glanced up at the sky. The sky had already been dark, filled with stormy clouds and crashing thunder, but the moon in all its radiant glory had managed to persistently shine, though dimmed. Now a massive cloud, such a dark gray it could almost match a shadow, had descended covering every inch of the moon, blocking its light completely. It cast the beach in near pitch-black darkness the only source of light, gone. Hmm, it had to be StarClan?

What the hell were they protesting? Dawnstar refused to believe it had anything to do with her or ShadowClan, with everything she's done, and not even a peep from the stars, it seemed unlikely the dead would start caring now. Dawnstar lowered her head and looked at the only new differences that stood out at this Gathering. ThunderClan's new leader. Fascinated, yet not enough to make a large deal out of it. She left the rest of the clans to take notice and draw their own conclusions. So did this mean she could go home? The leader looked to Twilightstar, if she left, Dawnstar was gone, and her Clan of badassery was coming home with her.
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[So while I was typing this Moon told me to add that the moon is covered and that thunder is booming. Hopefully, I did it right. daenerys ]

Levi 99

March 22nd, 2023, 01:15 AM

Shadefrost didn’t really care about the cloud overhead, nor would he mention anything about it. What he really wanted was to skin the Thunderclan medicine apprentice alive the same way Dawnpaw was done, starclan or no. And he would do it, even if he died trying. He gave the apprentice a long look, his sapphire blue eyes gleaming maliciously in the dark before turning away. He’d have his chance sooner or later. And sooner or later someone would be dead.

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taillow

March 22nd, 2023, 02:06 AM

Outside of sending away the irritating outsider (they were at the gatherings like tics to an elders' pelt recently it seemed) Mirehound had remained watchful and observant on her little perch in the back. There wasn't much to note - apprentices talking, the general hum of conversation floating around. She didn't bother honing in on any particular conversation though, instead keeping a watchful gaze around the outskirts of the gathering.

Soon enough the announcements started with Twilightstar stepping forward. It was then she took notice that both their deputy and medicine cat seemed to be absent which piqued her interest - though unlike ThunderClan, her first thought wasn't that they had perished. The reasoning was given shortly after, and Mirehound gave a single nod. Illness was the one thing that no cat had control over - part of the reason it terrified the shadow so much. But if any Clan could persevere, it was their moorland neighbors. She didn't like the agile warriors all that much, but they had earned her respect for their tenacity in defending their own.

In a lull in announcements, Mirehound found her gaze being drawn to a rather interesting sight. That was Froststorm, seeming awfully comfortable with a ThunderClan warrior. She studied them intently, wondering what business they had together. Cats were obviously welcome to talk to those outside their own Clan, but considering the tensions she was... surprised, to say the least, that they were being so friendly towards one another. It wasn't enough to remove her from her post, but she notated it for later.

Her ears perked up once again as ThunderClan launched into their announcements, with Thrushfur stating a kit had been returned to them. Resurrections were something that had always baffled Mirehound, for her belief in spirits was fairly different than ordinary. But she remained silently and offered an inner token of gratitude that the stars had seen fit to return a young kit to their neighbors.

Though it seemed as if that gift came with a price - three, to be exact. The deaths were not surprising; with how disorganized she pictured ThunderClan to be, it was a wonder it wasn't more. The lingering words on Dawnstar had Mirehound peering curiously up at the ThunderClan tom, widening slightly as he asked Dawnstar for an explanation. Stars, did every cat have fluff in their ears? The shadow had honestly lost count of how often Dawnstar had deliberately explained her border rules to the other Clans, and yet they kept turning a blind eye and allowing their young to go off and frolick. Mirehound wasn't sure what irritated her more; the fact that an apprentice had died or that ThunderClan seemed even more negligent than she had originally thought.

Spoken on next was the battle, and Mirehound subconsciously rolled her still healing shoulder back. The fresh scar across her eye still throbbed every once in awhile, but it was healing nicely. She glanced around for the sign of any other cats who had participated on ThunderClan's side. Seeing as she was seated in the back, it was too difficult to tell.

Before she could analyze how he spoke of the battle - and conveniently left out why it had started - the reasoning for him being up there was explained. So Sparrowstar had fallen too, hmm? Mirehound flicked an ear, musing over this latest detail. It would be a shame - if the shadow had held an ounce of respect for the former leader. Being taken by twolegs to her was just evidence of not being vigilant enough - though there was apart of her that could not fault even a full grown cat for being snatched away. Thrushfur concluded his announcements by agreeing to the terms Sparrowstar had originally at the end of their battle.

Though she had anticipated trouble to come from outsiders, Mirehound wasn't surprised when a ShadowClan warrior spoke out only to be confronted by two ThunderClanners. One was the larger gray cat, the overgrown apprentice from the battle if she recalled right, who had been previously sitting where the medicine cats sit. Both her and the smaller tom were automatically jumping to conclusions about how out-of-paw ShadowClan was to... what? Defend their land? Though killing was extreme, it was written in the very code ThudnerClan preached to defend the Clans' land.

A part of her wanted to lock eyes with the massive gray tabby, ask if her opinions would change if it were ThunderClan attacking apprentices - because that's what had ignited their fight in the first place. What would the poor damsel do if she knew one of their own warriors had leapt with the intent to kill not only her but three apprentices? The hypocricy in standing for children unless they came from somewhere different had Mirehound lifting her chin up and staring at the she-cat, her blue gaze piercing from where it resided in the shadows.

Two other warriors from ShadowClan leapt to the defense of Shadefrost, both adding good points. Mirehound stood from her perch in the back, and though she didn't make a move she was ready incase called upon. For now she had been given the task of acting as a barrier between the gathering and outsiders, and it was one she would see through until the gathering ended. Dawnstar spoke out against the wails of ThunderClan losing yet another apprentice, and she was quite glad the shadow queen had reminded their neighbors that they had their heads so far in the sand they couldn't recognize that they blamed every other cat in the forest but themselves. A pity, truly, and not a way to respect the fallen if she was asked.

With her eyes locked on the scene, it would be difficult for her attention to be stolen by anything else - however the shadow was proved wrong when a clap of thunder shook the sky above. She tilted her head in time to see dark, almost black clouds cloak the moon and shroud the gathering in darkness. Blue eyes illuminated and gazing around, Mirehound waited for the inevitable shrieks of panic. After all, it was only ShadowClan that likely felt a home right now.

She wasn't sure what to believe about the sudden change in weather, or if it was really StarClan intervening like every cat seemed to think. Her view on the afterlife was different, but she couldn't help but wonder if this was caused by one of the spirits. Wolverine? Icestar? Surely it was in retaliation to ThunderClan's ridiculous need to play the victim - if it was to anything related to ShadowClan, the spirits were a tad too late.

Taking a slow seat once more, Mirehound returned her gaze back to her queen, awaiting what would come next.

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RavensCall

March 22nd, 2023, 04:15 AM

Darkpetal was shocked. So many deaths... Dawnpaw's death was especially disturbing. Skinned.... Echopaw panicked, quivering in fear, hiding behind Sparrowpelt. She didn't want this fighting. Darkpetal noticed the clouds cover the moon. Let's hope Pikestar has something to say that'll lighten the mood. Clearing his throat, the dark grey tabby began to speak. "Look at what's going on.." he meowed, "The moon is clouded. StarClan is saying we should stop fighting. I understand that you were going to be stricter on your borders, but killing an apprentice was already too far, but skinning him? That was too much, once again proving that you're a ruthless killing machine. The worst you should have done to him was give the kid some scars. Icestar was already a cruel enough leader, but you... You're worse. At least your mother never stooped to skinning apprentices. If you try to kill or skin me, you're only going to prove me right." With a pause, he continued, "If Cinderpaw claims Dawnpaw was found on our side of the border, than I trust her. She's a reliable cat, not just she's one of our medicine cats. But also because she's responsible, and trustworthy." Turning to Pikestar, he added, "Pikestar. I may not be a part of your clan but, whatever you're gonna say, please, do not let your clan turn into ShadowClan. And Dawnstar." His pale yellow gaze returned to the Shadow Queen. "I truly feel sorry for you. And your clan. ShadowClan's bad rep as the "Evil Clan" is unfairly earned. It's mainly the leaders who cause it to be so."

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Levi 99

March 22nd, 2023, 04:33 AM

lio

March 22nd, 2023, 05:02 AM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20720974?1679382584
NIGHTHOUND (https://toyhou.se/20720974.nighthound)
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

Nighthound was both shocked and unsurprised by the explanation Dawnstar had given. A young cat had been killed brutally, yes, but that did not change the fact of what Dawnstar had said. If that Dawnpaw apprentice had crossed the border... well, that was his own fault. Even if the conclusion was less than satisfactory. He shook his head and sighed, but turned as he heard his own Clanmate begin to spew needless words, pointed toward a ThunderClan cat who had said his own opinion. Really, cats needed to learn to shut up.

Orange eyes narrowed and he frowned, stepping toward Shadefrost with an unimpressed expression. "Keep your claws to yourself, Shadefrost. There is no need for such gruesome threats at a Gathering. Dawnstar has already said what she wanted- it is time to be mature and leave it be," Nighthound growled. Really, did anyone not know how to keep their emotions in check and their words to themselves? He didn't stand for needless killings, or even threats for that matter. ShadowClan was more than just a group of bloodthirsty fiends awaiting any chance to kill every cat they get their paws on. At least, Nighthound thought of it that way.

In regards to the ThunderClanner, the huge tabby tom shared only a brief flick of his ear. "Whilst skinning was a bit harsh... there is no reason for us not to believe the apprentice crossed our border. According to Dawnstar's words, Vixensnarl did was she saw was fitting for our Clan, and that is that. No amount of arguing or throwing blame will bring a dead apprentice back to life," Nighthound spoke, his voice gruff.

As he stood, his eyes trailed to the sky. There were clouds above with a roaring in the distance. The moon was nowhere to be found. He didn't particularly believe in Starclan, but... if there was something up there, it didn't seem the most pleased.

Levi 99 Octavia!

Wingnettle

March 22nd, 2023, 06:16 AM

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 19 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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Sootfur had to make a huge effort to try and concentrate on what Pikestar and Twilightstar said in turn. He was staring hatefully at the Queen of Shadows, silver eyes half narrowed as he watched her disdainful gaze lay over the other leaders, Thrushfur in particular.

His ears caught some words about a disease in Windclan, but the gray tabby was still thinking about the question that had remained unanswered: will Thrushfur mention Dawnpaw's gruesome death and accuse Shadowclan?
Luckily for him, the matter was immediately addressed. Unfortunately, Dawnstar was always quick to give some sort of pervert explanation that would justify her extreme actions.

A deep growl sounded in his throat as she stated that Dawnpaw came too close to the border without a mentor, as if they had any right to murder a young cat for such a stupid reason.
"Shadowclan is just a bunch of bloody rogues... a true warrior doesn't need to kill to win a battle! That's the warrior code. Shadowclan... Shadowclan is not a clan of warriors. They are worse than cowards." He hissed under his breath, too low for anyone except his closest clanmates to hear.

Cinderpaw, on the contrary, wasn't scared to use her tongue and backed her leader up against Dawnstar's reasoning. Sootfur was proud that their clan had such a brave medicine cat apprentice. Cinderpaw was never scared to speak up for what she believed, and he admired her for that. Can't say the same for me, though. I can't even share my concerns during a time of peace and sharing. He thought with bitterness, recalling the last time he'd tried to accuse Dawnstar of the core of the problem and Sparrowstar had stopped him.

He relaxed his muscles and let himself fall gently onto the ground. Oh, Sparrowstar... I knew you were only doing what you thought was right. Where are you now?
Thrushfur was a good leader, but the clan needed a deputy as soon as possible. Thunderclan wasn't like Shadowclan - and that was good.

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Levi 99

March 22nd, 2023, 06:35 AM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20720974?1679382584
NIGHTHOUND (https://toyhou.se/20720974.nighthound)
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

Nighthound was both shocked and unsurprised by the explanation Dawnstar had given. A young cat had been killed brutally, yes, but that did not change the fact of what Dawnstar had said. If that Dawnpaw apprentice had crossed the border... well, that was his own fault. Even if the conclusion was less than satisfactory. He shook his head and sighed, but turned as he heard his own Clanmate begin to spew needless words, pointed toward a ThunderClan cat who had said his own opinion. Really, cats needed to learn to shut up.

Orange eyes narrowed and he frowned, stepping toward Shadefrost with an unimpressed expression. "Keep your claws to yourself, Shadefrost. There is no need for such gruesome threats at a Gathering. Dawnstar has already said what she wanted- it is time to be mature and leave it be," Nighthound growled. Really, did anyone not know how to keep their emotions in check and their words to themselves? He didn't stand for needless killings, or even threats for that matter. ShadowClan was more than just a group of bloodthirsty fiends awaiting any chance to kill every cat they get their paws on. At least, Nighthound thought of it that way.

In regards to the ThunderClanner, the huge tabby tom shared only a brief flick of his ear. "Whilst skinning was a bit harsh... there is no reason for us not to believe the apprentice crossed our border. According to Dawnstar's words, Vixensnarl did was she saw was fitting for our Clan, and that is that. No amount of arguing or throwing blame will bring a dead apprentice back to life," Nighthound spoke, his voice gruff.

As he stood, his eyes trailed to the sky. There were clouds above with a roaring in the distance. The moon was nowhere to be found. He didn't particularly believe in Starclan, but... if there was something up there, it didn't seem the most pleased.

Levi 99 Octavia!

”Are you my mother,” said Shadefrost with a warning, ”I didn’t think so. Now mind your business, I was only telling this one what WOULD happen if he decided to be stupid.

carmen

March 22nd, 2023, 09:16 AM

cw: hate, emotional distress

Up until now, Foxflurry had sat by herself. The corner of the clearing, uncomfortably close to one of the enforcers, but still out of the way of the others. She was here for one reason alone, to watch Pebs and Wolfie and make sure there wasn't a single cat out there who touched them. Not again, not again. She had been ignoring the furious looks of Shadowclan, the blank looks that came from idiots filled with fantasies of bloodlust. They'd all be dead one day, dust and bones and under the dirt. She'd laugh at them as they fell, and whether that was from the stars or the earth, she didn't care. No one lived forever. Hell, if she didn't know that.

Freezing, eyes dilated at Thrushfur. Talk talk talk. Dawnpaw. Talk talk talk. Dawnpaw. Hub-bub and words and Dawnpaw. Dead dead dead. Poor Dawnpaw. Blood blood blood. Dead Dawnpaw. Just a kid, just a kid. Flashes of his body, colors of red and red and that small bit of gold. Just the face, just the face. Nothing left. Nothing left. Head snapped towards one of the idiots, neck aching from tension, ears pinned back as he began to whine whine whine. Teeth flashed but she didn't move. Dawnpaw Dawnpaw Dawnpaw. And suddenly Cinderpaw was there, speaking talking moving. Saying the things that she couldn't see and mentioning her and mentioning what had been there. And still all the other guy did was whine whine whine.

A pretty she-cat came to his defense and still she couldn't move. She couldn't breathe as she watched him lie lie lie. Don't make another mistake. Don't give in to what they want. Whine whine whine. Thunderclan were the ones whining? Of course, they had certainly brought up that someone had crossed the border, brought up that murder was fine, brought up that they deserved to be thrown to the crows without a pelt. This wasn't whining, this was truth, the words falling around her as the night darkened filled with decaying conscious.

Not a word or they'll break you. They'll tear you apart and call you weak for caring, though she didn't see them mourning. She didn't see a single tear regarding the four that were just mentioned. A smirk touched her lips, fake, not reaching her eyes. Four. There was another, wasn't there? Thornscar? The villain her claws had torn apart. Five. And Thunderclan- four. They hadn't won, the scars adorned by those around her proof of this, yet look around. They had survived. And maybe it would all be okay, maybe she'd be able to ignore it, until the clod threatened Darkpetal and she snapped.

Cold again.

"I'm sorry." A purr rumbled in her throat as she meandered over to the trio. "I happened to overhear your scurry of half-witted threats. Truly though, I find those unfair. Blood was spilled already, haven't you heard? And if you wanted to be such a cad, you really should have been there. Here, I'll give you a summary." She cleared her throat, eyes still dull and uninterested. "My sister, being the light-hearted child that she is, accidentally crossed the border. The rest of her patrol following to keep her safe. They came across their own group of your cats, and though none of them deserved death, true to your rules, they were killed." A glint of hatred. "The result of course, was that those who didn't know what had happened arrived to the scene to see the border bathed in the blood of the fallen and it went on from there."

"I'm not defending Thunderclan, but keep up with that, act like you're so special, and maybe you can join them. Mossfang and her attempt to murder a baby who wasn't fighting. Thornscar and his attempt to leave me dead. We paid in blood and so did you, so please, keep talking and I'll see you after the gathering. Five can become six." Words still stayed bland and angry. "Cause while Vixensnarl was killing a child on our side of the border, I ended up finding the body of my apprentice. And you sit here making threats you can't back up."

She knew Dawnpaw, she knew he was stubborn, but stupid? No. He hadn't crossed the border. The blood was on both sides, but there were no teeth on the skinned body, no sign it had been dragged. He had been killed on their side. She could vaguely recognize Nighthound, trying to mend his clanmates mistake. Because Dawnpaw hadn't crossed the border. She had found the body. "Whine, whine, whine. You don't deserve to live."

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Octavia
Levi 99

Red Dawn

March 22nd, 2023, 09:21 AM

A dark fury took him, and a low and angry growl came out of his throat, the only thing that retained him from just ripping that cat was his self-control, he calmed himself down with a huge difficulty, who was the leader to speak like this about his clan? But Dawnstar spoke, sending a verbal missile to Thrushfur, he had a small smile, take that!

iliri

March 22nd, 2023, 09:34 AM

{Springpaw}

cw: possible panic attack warning, mentions of death

So many mentions of death. Death of children. So much anger. Springpaw couldn’t help but drag her eyes over towards every cat that had decided to speak. Dawnstar’s vulgar words echoed in the ThunderClan’s apprentices head. All of the arguing felt like a rock had decided to plummet down upon her small body. It made her feel small. Weak. Vulnerable. Her paws felt numb and weak, almost as if they were bound to buckle beneath her at every given moment. Every time a word would bubble up her throat, it would always seemingly drag itself back down again. She couldn’t handle this sudden arguing. This was supposed to be a gathering. A peaceful gathering of all the clans. Not… this. What clan should she believe? Her own? ShadowClan? Hell, her brain just felt out of place. She couldn’t properly think of each word the suppressed out of each leader’s mouth. What could she do? She was just an apprentice.

That’s when it hit her. That horrible, tightening feeling hitting her right in the face.

Her chest suddenly felt tight, her throat suddenly felt like it collapsed on her. Her legs felt so weak that her back legs gradually just gave up. Her breathing gradually quickened, her claws sinking themselves into the murky snow below. No… No, no, no… not now. Desperation and fear began to strike through Springpaw, tears suddenly prickling at the corners of her sore eyes, her shaking muscles tensing up. She couldn’t help her now suddenly pounding heart against her chest. It felt so hard to breathe. So hard to speak. She felt like she was surrounded and vulnerable to any given threat to hit at her. She wanted this night to end. StarClan was already angry enough. The booming sound of angered voices already filling her head, sounding rather distorted and chilling to her. She wanted to speak. She wanted to be heard. Only staggering rapid breaths and sobs escaped the overwhelmed molly. She tried to keep it down, but her desperate attempts only managed to worsen the situation. The tightening feeling worsening and her inability to speak raising. Her dilated, fear-filled eyes kept darting back and forth between cats from all clans, her breathing hitching as her throat tightened itself completely that she couldn’t utter a singular sound.

She wanted help. No, she needed help. Where was she espoused to find that when all she heard was the loud screeching of angered cats and such vulgar words? She didn’t know, nor could she think about it.

[OPEN]

Ian

March 22nd, 2023, 09:57 AM

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Vixensnarl
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The Enforcer took note of the lack of deputies on the Seastones, an inquisitive gleam in her green eyes. Fallownose's was quickly explained by sickness, so perhaps RiverClan had the same issue. It seemed Thrushfur had taken over leadership when Sparrowstar went and got herself caught by twolegs. Then he brought up a dead apprentice by the name of Dawnpaw. That must have been the one she had killed.

When Dawnstar spoke on it, she sat a bit straighter but, other than that, gave no reaction. If her Clanmates wanted to taunt the kittypets about it, they could, but she would continue to do her duty of watching for outsiders. Mirehound had already dealt with one, which went to show that her job needed doing.

[Open]

elaif

March 22nd, 2023, 10:07 AM

~ Haven'gaze~

Sitting far in the back of the gathered cats, Haven'gaze continued to add reasons to why Dawn'star deserved to rot in the pits of hell. Fight after fight, accusation after accusation, and it just continued to add up. He felt nothing but pure embarrassment and shame for being associated with Shadowclan.
And these feelings only grew when the mention of a dead apprentice arose. Not only had the poor scrap been murdered, but he had also been skinned. Skinned as if he was nothing more than a piece of prey. And who had committed such a heinous act? An enforcer. Vixen'snarl to be exact.
It seemed that Dawn'star would have a new roommate in the boiler rooms.
A painful mixture of guilt, grief and hatred stirred within his chest, how could anyone try to prove this as an act of justice? It was nothing but an excuse, a rather pathetic one at that...
It was obvious that Vixen'snarl was just a transparent coward, who fulfilled her bloodlust by slaughtering a child... Wishing he could say this came as a surprise, Haven'gaze certainly expected nothing less from Shadowclans Higher Ranks. And what a pitiful thing it was to conclude on.
The tom was in too much of a mental disarrange to speak up, and while he had missed his chance now, there was still plenty of time in the future. And during that time, he wouldn't be sharing words. After all, it was impossible to argue with idiots, but perhaps if spoke their langue, his point would be made.
Actions essentiality spoke louder than words.

( gahhh- just a small reaction to this mess, also @/NinjaBloss for Vixen mentions :heartbounce: )

poppy

March 22nd, 2023, 10:21 AM

Dear god, what a mess. The caramel furred Rosecougar listened to Shadefrost piss off cat after cat, and she rolled her eyes lightly as he threatened some molly. "Christ, Shadefrost." She murmured, but decided not to intervene because she wasn't the one being threatened. Her Clanmates weren't being in danger, so the tiny warrior frowned playfully as an overly assuming warrior came over. "I'm sorry, were you present during his death? That's the only way you would know so much, because there were two cats that know what happened and the only one able to talk has already shared what went down. Otherwise, you're just assuming that the ShadowClanner was in the wrong, and that your high and mighty beloved Dawnpaw was purely innocent. Contrary to popular opinion, and unlike yourselves, we don't kill young or let kids die just because. We set boundaries, and they were disrespected and ignored multiple times, and you're just pissed off because you don't like the consequences. If you don't want your kids to be punished, might I suggest actually effectively teaching them where the border is? Because they seem to not know."

Nighthound's words echoed in her ears, and she glanced back at him, icy blue eyes flashing with a slight challenge as she debated whether or not to listen, but she eventually decided to listen, nodding with a small purr, sitting down, still beside the very pissed Shadefrost, ready to shut him up if needed. Her eyes flashed to the same molly that Shade was threatening as Icestar's name was speaking up.

A primal, guttural growl rumbled in the molly's throat, like a beast sat within the confining walls of her body. "Keep Icestar's name out of your filthy mouth, squirrel. In case you haven't noticed, Dawnstar and Icestar aren't the same cat, and Dawnstar can command this Clan as she pleases." She warned breathily, claws itching to rip down the lass's face but she restrained herself. "Your beloved medicine cat apprentice wasn't present when it happened, and if you were listening, you would be able to hear the true circumstances of Dawnpaw's death. Open your ears and shut your ego up for a few seconds to actually listen."

Glancing up and over at Shadefrost as he decided to mouth off to Nighthound, who she truly believed was trying to help, she reach over to lightly tap the ground next to him to get his attention. "Oh, be nice to Nighthound. He's just trying to keep the squirrels from losing their tempers. Just take a deep breath, dude." She paused, then added, "And maybe don't threaten. The poor things are sensitive enough already." Then, turning to the ThunderClanners gathered, she flattened her ears slightly, tawny pelt bristling with slight frustration.

"If you don't want to deal with the consequences, then teach your children about the borders. Our boundaries have been made clear and the expectation has been repeated over and over and over again. It is your own ignorance that is leading to the carnage on the border. Care for your young, instead of blaming us for enforcing the rules we put in place. And I think Dawnstar said it best; the way we choose to punish trespassers is our business, and if you don't like it, then simply don't trespass. It's not that complicated." her eyes moved to a diluted calico cat, who was panicking. Of course. A child that ThunderClan wasn't taking care of.

She pointed her tail at Springpaw, knowing that any attempts at helping her would be taken as an attack, so she tried to redirect the Squirrel's attentions to the very clear problem. "Here's your chance to start taking care of your kids. Take it."

[ carmen Levi 99 ares lio Octavia! ]

carmen

March 22nd, 2023, 10:38 AM

Cardinalpaw

Being they absolute genius they were, Cardinalpaw wasn't surprised as the other apprentice began to calm. She knew it would work, her own experience with the feelings of safety that came from the talk of her sister. Cardinal was safest around her, and she wouldn't be surprised if that was the same for Springpaw. Oh? One of them was there? Her ear twitched and eyes glanced around, stopping on the orange calico spoken of. Oh! They grinned suddenly at her name and stared back at Springpaw. "Your names!" They matched. Spring and Autumn, opposites. And boy, they seemed to be opposites. The sister moved around with a grave, a confidence that was unmatched. And here in front of her was a cat that seemed to be anything but. Afraid of the world, she was, and Cardinalpaw didn't know how to fix that. Or know how to fix it. The side of their face moveed up a bit at the mention of adventures, something fun and unusual that had them grinning. Adventure sounded nice, though they weren't one to do anything to get them in trouble, they liked the sound of it. Really like the sound of it. Explore.

"Oh dear, what has he gotten himself into?" The most words she'd said in a sentence since she had gotten here, the most words to someone outside of her family. But Springpaw had earned it. Besides, they wanted to learn more about Winterpaw, how did someone get themself into such a situation where they couldn't come to a gathering? How interesting. Oh? "My- my sister. Robinpaw." Head tilted as once again she looked for the sign of her sibling. "She is not here." And while she wanted to stay silent, keep their words for later, the best they could do was hold back the most of it. "She is funny." Honestly, she didn't understand much of her sister, the twittering bird twin being her opposite. Just like Autumn and Spring. Except, Robins and Cardinals were the same, both birds. "She looks like me? Eyes are reversed, though." A gesture from one eye to the other, showing that blue eye and green were the opposite. They were siblings, nothing but siblings, and that's all they knew.

Of course, everything was going right, so something had to go wrong. Eyes widened at Shadowclan and Thunderclan being snappy and angry and hating each other. They didn't shrink back, but a few blinks showed nothing but confusion. Dang bro, maybe they should start paying attention at their words. A quick glance was given to Twilightstar, though upon her saying nothing, they turned back to Springpaw, only for Springpaw to seemingly be falling apart again. Come on, man? All they wanted was for their first gathering to be alright, and now it was like this. Moving around to block Springpaw's view, they blinked once, slowly. "It's okay. Don't look. It's okay." And they meant it.

Sorta.

ares

Levi 99

March 22nd, 2023, 10:42 AM

Shadefrost hardly paid any mind to Cinderpaw as she spoke, though he heard his name being mentioned at least once. However, his attention was mainly focused on this new cat who’d openly challenged him to a fight. “Alright then,” he said with a tiny smile ”I’ll see you at the border,” he paused and turned toward Cinderpaw. “And of course you’re welcomed to join as well, I wouldn’t mind.”
carmen jupiter

lio

March 22nd, 2023, 10:58 AM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20720974?1679382584
NIGHTHOUND (https://toyhou.se/20720974.nighthound)
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

Okay, really, was this guy just stupid?

Nighthound could hardly stifle the urge to roll his eyes as Shadefrost avoided his attempts to get the tom to calm down. His tail lashed, annoyance beginning to bubble within him. Really, was Shadefrost keen on single-pawedly making ShadowClan's reputation even worse than it already was? Please! This imbecile just needed to calm the hell down and shut the hell up.

With the addition of Rosecougar, Nighthound nodded his head as a silent show of thanks before returning his gaze to Shadefrost. He would focus on the ThunderClanner's speaking, but... his mousebrained Clanmate was all he could think about currently. Please, just keep your mouth shut for once.

Then Shadefrost decided to do another threat. In front of everyone. At a Gathering. After ShadowClan had already mentioned another border skirmish like three heartbeats ago. Nighthound could hardly contain the frustrated groan that wanted to escape his lips. Was this guy that stupid? And what the hell did the ThunderClan medicine cat have to do with a border fight? Nighthound glared at Shadefrost and frowned.

"I said to keep your claws to yourself. You only look stupid throwing baseless threats everywhere. And really, a border skirmish? Are you not aware that we just had one? I may not be your mother, but I'm also not an idiot," the huge tabby growled, ears flattening against his head.

jupiter Levi 99 @ anyone else

Levi 99

March 22nd, 2023, 11:42 AM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20720974?1679382584
NIGHTHOUND (https://toyhou.se/20720974.nighthound)
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

Okay, really, was this guy just stupid?

Nighthound could hardly stifle the urge to roll his eyes as Shadefrost avoided his attempts to get the tom to calm down. His tail lashed, annoyance beginning to bubble within him. Really, was Shadefrost keen on single-pawedly making ShadowClan's reputation even worse than it already was? Please! This imbecile just needed to calm the hell down and shut the hell up.

With the addition of Rosecougar, Nighthound nodded his head as a silent show of thanks before returning his gaze to Shadefrost. He would focus on the ThunderClanner's speaking, but... his mousebrained Clanmate was all he could think about currently. Please, just keep your mouth shut for once.

Then Shadefrost decided to do another threat. In front of everyone. At a Gathering. After ShadowClan had already mentioned another border skirmish like three heartbeats ago. Nighthound could hardly contain the frustrated groan that wanted to escape his lips. Was this guy that stupid? And what the hell did the ThunderClan medicine cat have to do with a border fight? Nighthound glared at Shadefrost and frowned.

"I said to keep your claws to yourself. You only look stupid throwing baseless threats everywhere. And really, a border skirmish? Are you not aware that we just had one? I may not be your mother, but I'm also not an idiot," the huge tabby growled, ears flattening against his head.

jupiter Levi 99 @ anyone else

Shadefrost gave his annoying clanemate a look that said, “-_- really” and “get off my back” at the same time. “Did you really not just hear her challenge me to the fight,” he said with a bit of irritation. ”All I did was accept it while simultaneously offering her the chance to kill a Shadowclan cat since she seems so adamant about it.”

Alchemist Kitsune

March 22nd, 2023, 01:13 PM

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Another moon, another gathering. Dapplebreeze tended to fail to see the use in these meetings. Chaos, discord, foolish bravado. These were just some of the common displays and sentiments thrown about by the gathered cats, understandably so, she assumed, albeit with some reluctance. After all, if the clans were meant to coexist in peace, then surely there would be no borders to defend in the first place. Nonetheless, their ancestors had for some inexplicable reason decided these meetings were to be held, and like a proper warrior of WindClan, she was present here today, providing a strong front for her clan.

This was not her preference. Despite being in her prime, Dapplebreeze did not frequent these gatherings. She was a social cat to be sure, always eager to share tongues and a meal with a fellow clanmate. Forming bonds with those who ran the moors with you was of import, both for teamwork purposes as well as for the heart. It was always good to know you mattered to someone as well as let others know they mattered to you. This was not something she extended to the rest of the clans. The forest dwellers could keep their trees and overly cluttered lands. As long as they stepped not a paw on the moors, they were of no consequence to her. That said, this was no average gathering. The fever and chills that seemed to be plaguing their clan had made it so many of the clan's cats were sick or busy helping Cowtuft with most noble intentions at heart. A true display of honor and strength, putting those in need and sick before yourself, even at the risk of their own health.

The memory of her newest apprentice being among those taking care of their sick provided a gleam of pride in her blue eyes as Dapplebreeze found a comfortable location to sit, still lost in her own thoughts. It was because of cats like her apprentice that she sat here now, providing support to their leader in stead of those who had to be left behind. It may not be her preferred course of action for the night, but it felt like the sensible one. It would be a sign of weakness for Twilightstar to show up alone for the gathering, no deputy or medicine cat with her, and with barely a clanmate in tow. Looking up at the stars, the former queen's whiskers twitched. Perhaps today would be different? Maybe the other clans would reel in their pointless need to fluff out their fur and strike out with cowardly words what they refused to back up with claw and teeth. A small, to the point gathering. And then back to their camps. Certainly not too much to ask for, was it?

Of course, the tan and cream warrior should have known better. The gathering started well enough. WindClan's glorious leader was quick to start, and Dapplebreeze couldn't help but sit taller as Twilightstar spoke. It was an elegant, concise, brief announcement with all necessary points spoken out. No arrogant words thrown about, sufficient display of proper vitriol towards the heedless rogue who had taken one of their own, and respect towards those fallen due to causes not entirely in her control. A promising start to the gathering, but one that would not last long.

ThunderClan's newest almost leader - another rank change it seemed - spoke out, and the strongest of WindClan's buffeting gales would have found it impossible to contain the outbreak of this rage induced storm. The patched molly had not seen anything wrong with Thrushfur's words, truth be told. Not only that, but it was a discourse meant for Dawnstar to respond to. That much was certainly clear. But of course, the Queen of Rot's soldiers of plague had much to say.

It started with just one. One mere rat speaking nonsense. Arrogant, believing himself to be the one to represent his clan and speak out to the ThunderClan leader's words. She would have thought it an embarrassment. Something that should never have happened, and assumed their leader would have properly handled the situation, but this was Dawnstar and her ilk. Rats banded together at the worst of times to prey on what they assumed was weak, and no doubt making fun of killing an innocent apprentice and skinning it after the fact - actions of rogues who played to be a clan - would no doubt be the prime time for the scoundrels to act.

Face kept emotionless as ThunderClanners were quick to respond, Dapplebreeze almost caved with a grimace to her generally soft features. Like moths to flame, the youngest of the clan began to speak up. She understood, of course, the need to defend one's clan. But one could not hope to reason with that which had stopped being feline season's pass. With this skinning and callousness being thrown at how easily and efficient it had been to kill one so young, ShadowClan showed one thing and one thing only in her mind. There was not a shred of decency left in the lot. A fact perpetuated further the longer the argument went on, with the rats left defending their actions with mockery in their words, not a shred of respect at the cat they had slain for their pelt. These were not the actions of a cat, and much less a clan. Foxes. Snakes. Rats. Any and all pest seemed to be closer to these treacherous monsters than the cats they pretended to be.

Whiskers twitched once more as the Queen of Rot spoke out, her face still an emotionless mask, the only hint at her hatred the light gleam in her eyes. More callousness. More incoherent, ruthless laws. It's alright because we said we would do it. Petty, insignificant kit. That was what she was. An overgrown kit who had somehow been given the powers of the stars. Yet another showcase of just how worthless ShadowClan was, if this was the cat their ancestors thought best to lead their savage band. It would not surprise her at all to learn that this was just a ruse to gain more pelts. An assessment placed on each cat that they spotted by the border. If their pelt was deemed desirable, they would be killed. It was easy enough to state it had been a trespass, after all. Because there was no reason for her to believe the rats were being honest. How could she trust the word of ones who took glee in causing such vile actions to others? Of ones who defiled the bodies of fallen felines like if they were prey.

Wrapping her tail around her tan paws, the former queen looked up towards the leaders' perch, her emotionless mask finally gaining a crack. The moon... the moon was... gone? Covered. Dark clouds had descended upon it. Upon them. Was this a sign? Had StarClan had enough? Surely after seasons of such horrendous actions from the rats... surely now wasn't the time to let their anger be known? But if not ShadowClan, then who could StarClan's ire be for?

nykyrian

March 22nd, 2023, 01:33 PM

♔|Aspenpaw|♔

He/Him | Open | WC: 342

It seemed that him arriving late to gatherings was a recurring theme. He hadn't been sleeping well the last few nights, which made sense, being in camp all day couldn't really wear him out. So of course, that had to catch up to him on this night of all nights, because that was his luck. Groggily, he drug himself out of his nest to catch up to the rest of his clan.

When he finally arrived, he slipped through to the back of the crowd once again, all the clans were there, but it seemed no one had begun any announcements. He looked toward the leaders with confusion, there was a new face amongst them, and a prominent one missing. He knew thunderclan had a problem with running through leaders but this was a little much, no? It was with that thought that Twilightstar began speaking. Something about an illness running through windclan, as well as three deaths. Personally, he couldn't care less what happened to the bunnies, he had seen how ruthless they could be firsthand, so no doubt it was deserved.

More deaths were announced from Thunderclan. One being more interesting than the others. It wasn't exactly surprising, it was common for pelts to be brought back for Dawnstar (though the boy wasn't entirely sure how he felt about that tradition), but the circumstance was a little odd considering. Then Thrushfur finally got into to interesting part, Sparrowstar's disappearance and it wiped the smug look off of his face. Sure, he wasn't a fan of thunderclan either (though there really wasn't a reason behind that), but having been captured himself, he would never wish that on anyone else.

At last, Dawnstar spoke, explaining the situation. After that, Aspenpaw struggled to see how anyone could view Shadowclan as in the wrong. (Though this was blatantly hypocritical of him, seeing as how he had purposefully trespassed onto Riverclan territory before, but in his mind, he was justified in doing so, so that didn't count). His ears perked forward, awaiting the next reaction.

#76

Madelaine

March 22nd, 2023, 03:31 PM

The Thunderclan tom turned to face the she-cat who approached him. She smelled strongly of Windclan so he assumed that was her clan. "Hello. I'm Hailhawk of Thunderclan." He said

Caterpillarpatch
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Female[he/him] -Windclan

Caterpillarpatch watched as the finale clan arrived to the gathering. She heard her leader started the gathering. Oh she had almost forgotten about the sick cats in her clan. Hopefully they'd all be alright. She didn't want to lose any more of her clanmates. Then she heard Thrushfir talk about an apprentice who was killed and skinned and her heart stopped. Poor thing. She felt anger towards Shadowclan. How could they be so cruel. An apprentice? She turned to Hailhawk. "I'm so sorry for what happened to your clanmates. It must be awful seeing them go.", she meowed. Sure it wasn't her place to, but it made her deeply upset.

serendipity.

March 22nd, 2023, 04:20 PM

SWANPAW (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1375366&postcount=3)
she/her | 6 Moon

Swanpaw could feel a cold chill run down her spine, the nervousness from the beginning was starting to bubble over. The clans never could have a very peaceful gathering, but was Shadowclan so in the wrong? No. Perhaps skinning a child was the worst part but he should have known not to cross the border it's his fault. She wasn't heartless. He should have followed their rules if he didn't want to get hurt everybody should know by now that what Shadowclan said they meant apprentices were not an exception. But Thunderclan had the right to be upset about losing their children but Shadowclan also had the right to protect their borders.

It seemed that the Warrior Code had not told her what to do in these situations it was a battle more of a onesided trampling but the apprentice had also been crossing the border. Her mind was spinning in circles always coming back to the same resolve he had crossed the border it was just unfortunate that Vixensnarl had been the one to find him. She found herself getting increasingly annoyed with Shadefrost why couldn't he just shut his trap?!

The booming sky above them made her perk her ears and dial her eyes. Alert. Tensions were rising so high it was almost suffocating the thundering sky and clouds covering the moon were enough of a sign to see that Starclan was potentially mighty upset. Was Starclan just going to watch them fight? Watch them tear each other apart? Blood for blood was the only thing that her clanmates seemed to listen to and to be honest all she really needed was prey, herbs, and territory to satisfy her pride.

[ open // Willie Warf (sorry for the double mentions!) ]

- #60

Spartan-117

March 22nd, 2023, 04:32 PM

Asterpaw of WindClan stalks along the area, her tail held high but her eyes downcast. She feels uncomfortable, but she is here.

~

Antpaw is alone, watching a constant stream of little ants, his namesake, march along their path with their tiny little feet. The cat giggles softly, before pulling away and shaking out his fur with a soft, barely audible laugh.

~

The Mute Frozenpaw sits alone, his eyes downcast as he contemplates his choice for coming here. It was a mistake, he knows. A huge mistake.

~

The deaf apprentice of WindClan, Frigidpaw, sits somewhat close to Frozenpaw, but not too close. He admires the other cat slightly, but wary of the ShadowClan apprentice.

((ALL ARE OPEN!)

puppeteer

March 22nd, 2023, 07:40 PM

pondwhisker

{ SpiritedWarrior }

The elderly tom (although if you asked him about this, he would say he was still in his prime) was a tad late to the Gathering. He had old bones! As he entered the Seastones, utter chaos had erupted. Hm! Just like old times. He looked at where the leaders stood; Dawnstar, check, Pikestar, check, Spa- wait. He squinted up at the massive stones to see... His son! His ears immediately perked and happiness coursed through him. His son was the newest leader of ThunderClan! But... that meant Sparrowstar... Oh, dear. He bowed his head for a moment, praying for either her safe return or happy afterlife in StarClan. Even if he was a RiverClan cat, he would never be happy for a new leadership to start so soon.

He sat down, looking about the clearing for somecat he knew, maybe even his grandson! Almost as if speaking him into existence, the brown tabby tom saw the other tabby, and he grinned. That grin slowly turned into a grim frown. His grandson was scarred. And shredded. Who did this to him?! If the cat who did this ever came across Pondwhiskers path, they better pray he'd gone blind.

"Rainpaw! How are you, my boy?" His mew rang out, hoping he wouldn't startle the apprentice.

Rose

March 22nd, 2023, 08:30 PM

Beastpaw

The tom was fairly certain that he wasn't that late, for once. Rather, as he strolled in behind his leader, he realized that they were, in fact, here before Riverclan. To many, that wouldn't have been too big an accomplishment, but to Beastpaw, himself arriving before half of the drama that seemed to occur at a gathering was an achievement. Though, as he looked around at the gathered cats, he was yet to find one to approach. Eyes narrowed in on a grey figure in the corner, one of Dawnstar's cats, it seemed. And while it wasn't in his nature to be spiteful, the grudge that he held against the massive leader extended to most of her clanmates. Except this one in the corner seemed rather young, young enough to not even know the battle that had occurred so many moons before. Perhaps, yeah, perhaps he could go talk to her.

Trotting over to Larkfire, he blinked. Once, slightly confused. Wasn't she that enforcer? The itty bitty one who became so as an apprentice? This was, er, Pigeonflame? Warblerspark? Regardless, he sat down beside her, nodding his head. "I'm Beastpaw. And you?" It felt weird to talk to someone who wasn't part of his family. Heck, it felt weird to talk to anyone at this point. Of course, chatting with a Shadowclanner wasn't the perfect option, but he was yet to hear of this feline committing murder, so that was at least one thing in her favor.

Of course, she could always be a secretive murderous monster, but he found that as mysterious as they pretended to be, they didn't seem to be able to keep their mouth shut when it came to bloodshed. Kind of revolting if you asked him, but he was working on being less judgemental. Yeah, he wouldn't judge her for being Shadowclan, not yet at least.

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

Darkfall

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This was the first gathering that the tom had attended since he and Larkfire had spent that one beautiful night talking under the stars almost 6 moons ago now. The tom had grown considerably since that night and despite the season, muscles rippled underneath his black-striped pelt. He was here on a mission, or at least that was the original idea anyways. He was here to collect intel on ThunderClan but as he looked around it seemed that many of the other cats were already doing that, so it appeared as though he wouldn’t have to take the direct approach of actually talking to any of the squirrels and could listen from a distance.

That was good. He still felt anger over the border battle that he had witnessed and wasn’t quite sure if he’d be able to fully restrain himself should his buttons be pushed too much and he wasn’t particularly inclined to get on Dawnstar’s bad side at this gathering.

Ushering Moonpaw forward with a flick of his tail, Darkfall scanned the beach to find a good spot to observe the proceedings of the events and noticed a familiar grey face in a back corner alone. Unwittingly, his feet began moving before he could even think about what he was doing. ”Follow me,” He told his young apprentice as he made his way towards the familiar she-cat, weaving in between the crowd of cats.

Knowing how jumpy she could be, Darkfall didn’t bother masking his presence as he approached Larkfire. When he got closer he gave the she-cat a sly grin ”Good evening my lovely friend, what has you out here in the cold all on your lonesome?” He asked smoothly. He knew that the young enforcer was probably just doing what she felt was her duty, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t susceptible to being cold just like the rest of them. He took up a spot next to her ”C’mon now, I’m sure you’ve got to be cold over here. How about the two of us keep you company?” he offered, gesturing toward Moonpaw.
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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan | 9 moons
Black calico with half face ginger and amber eyes
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Moonpaw trotted behind Darkfall with satisfaction, watching the pine trees leaving the way to bare sand and the incredible view of the sea.
Apprenticeship wasn't as bad as she'd thought; she'd got a nice mentor, and going out of camp to learn new things every day was a duty she took on with pleasure and anticipation. She was still trying to forget the abandonment of her family, but she knew that wouldn't matter anymore one day. Maybe, it didn't already.

The black tabby tomcat had suddenly stopped and changed direction, beckoning her to follow. Where are we going? She hoped his mentor was getting someone new to meet her, but only Thunderclan was present now and she couldn't avoid noticing the icy glares and the tense pace that Darkfall held while he looked at them, or any time one of their scents crossed their way as they went through the sandy clearing.

Uh?
Wait, the gray and brown she-cat Darkfall was pointing to was... an Enforcer. She tried her best to recall the she-cat's past actions, but she couldn't remember any. Did she belong to the cruel troops of Dawnstar? Is she one of the mean cats from my kithood?
Moonpaw narrowed her eyes distrustfully at the lithe warrior, noticing with dismay Darkfall's honeyed voice as he addressed her.

She glanced with unhidden surprise at him, then at her, then at him again. Wait... am I getting stuck between a couple? She bit her tongue to hold herself from speaking up and being rude to an Enforcer, but she couldn't believe her hears. And, most of all, that Darkfall could talk like that. He seemed like a completely different cat in front of this she-cat!

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Larkfire
She/Her

For one thing, Lark had certainly been asking for too much when she'd wished for a quiet, uneventful night. The atmosphere seemed to want her to interact with cats for some reason. Sighing to herself as a brown-furred tom approached on quick paws, and Lark resisted the urge to roll her eyes. One would think that all these tensions between the Clan would stop this WindClanner from sauntering up to her, but apparently not. Tensing her muscles in preparation - in case the idiot attempted to try anything - Larkfire tipped her head to the side at his question. Hm, he'd announced himself as Beastpaw. And he didn't seem to know her name. She could use that.

"It's nice to meet you." The youngest enforcer hummed, pointedly avoiding answering his question. However, her tone wasn't rude in the least, even if she'd ignored his query. Parting her maw to say something else, Larkfire found herself snapping it shut before she'd uttered a word because of the sound of pawsteps moving in her direction. Dark paws, a tabby pelt that she knew by heart, and eyes the color of cornflowers. Ah, she recognized that cat. It was someone she'd not thought to look out for, seeing that Darkfall hadn't attending many gatherings after that initial one where they'd met.

'Good evening my lovely friend, what has you out here in the cold all on your lonesome?'

The words hit her with a wave of nostalgia, and now Larkfire found herself really rolling her eyes. "I have Beastpaw here for company." She told him, expression a mask of amusement. Though one glance over Darkfall's shoulder had her notice his apprentice. Oh. Well, she wouldn't disappoint, for sending Darkfall away would mean having to send Moonpaw off too. Besides, she could still do her job on guarding this side of the Seastones with a few cats at her sides, right? Except, one of them was infuriatingly handsome, which would only probably serve as a distraction.

Glancing at Darkfall's tortoiseshell apprentice, Larkfire found her brows furrowing with bewilderment. Why had Moonpaw's expression twisted into one that suggested she'd just unwillingly stumbled upon a courting couple? Because La- Oh. Oh please no. The last thing Larkfire needed was rumors flying around. Who knew how gossipy apprentices could be? However, Moonpaw did seem the quieter type, though judging someone so quickly hadn't ever worked at all for Lark before. "Sit." She huffed after a moment. There was no use turning them away.

taillow

March 22nd, 2023, 11:11 PM

Levi 99

March 23rd, 2023, 01:20 AM

lio

March 23rd, 2023, 01:57 AM

https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/characters/20720974?1679382584
NIGHTHOUND (https://toyhou.se/20720974.nighthound)
huge, dark grey tabby tom with orange eyes and many scars.
he/him

By this point, Nighthound had grown sick of being either ignored or brushed off by his Clanmate. Irritation bubbled within him and he sighed aloud, rolling his eyes before realizing that Mirehound had joined them. With the arrival of the Enforcer, he nodded his head politely and listened closely to her words. The firsthand account of the border skirmish was a strong rebuttal to the blabbering ThunderClanners. His tail flicked, looking back and forth between Mirehound and the ThunderClan cats. Her calm voice caused a shiver to dance up his spine- even being older than the she-cat, Nighthound knew not to get on the bad side of a cat trusted to the rank of Enforcer.

Shadefrost didn't appear to notice that, though. But Nighthound was far past the point of caring what the tom did or said, merely shaking his head exasperatedly. Mirehound's quick look was more than enough to know to shut his mouth and step back. So, with one more glare toward Shadefrost, Nighthound dipped his head and stalked toward another part of the crowd to wait for his Clan's departure.

iliri

March 23rd, 2023, 06:47 AM

{Springpaw}

“St… Please… Stop fighting….” Her voice came out as stammers and stutters. Her throat almost collapsed after speaking. Her muscles felt so shaken that she couldn’t remain standing in place for much longer. Her diluted gaze darted towards Cardinal when they… blocked her? Her aching paws slowly eased themselves from them finally letting go of the snow, the usual white fur caking with murky brown. Cardinalpaw was helping her. Someone finally helped her. Warm, salty tears had began to escape the corners of her eyes, but she forced herself not to break down in sobs. This was a gathering. Not somewhere where she could break down. She could feel her lungs finally allow air to flow through them, her throat finally letting go of its tight imprisonment and allowing her to take easier, less staggering breaths. She felt… okay. She felt okay.

Well, she would’ve if it weren’t for her suddenly overhearing the conversation. Her good ear had twitched over towards the small group of cats that were arguing. She could almost feel that tightening feel come back, but she had forced herself to stay steady as she stared at the group with her shaky, yet steady blue gaze. She knew how thin ice was between ThunderClan and ShadowClan, yet she couldn’t just sit here and just have these adult cats argue over something like this. Even if she didn’t have the right amount of courage to openly express how downright upset she was about the situation. She could simply console them…

Right?

The thought felt ridiculous. Stupid. Impulsive. She couldn’t just simply stop them from arguing over the death of an innocent child. She was only just an apprentice, she couldn’t simply console them. Focusing back up towards Cardinalpaw, her breath staggering, she slowly began to speak. “Thank you…Cardinalpaw. I just… I just wish they could stop fighting. It’s only going to cause more and more problems for everyone if they do.” She briefly spoke, looking away from Cardinalpaw and focusing once more on the small group of cats. Judging from their scent, most of them were ShadowClan. Or so she thought. She didn’t exactly know, or did she want to know. With a deepening intake of breath, and the mobility to move returning to her legs, she slowly stood herself back up and focused towards the group of cats.

In the back of her mind, she wanted to go over there and console them. She knew it was a ridiculous idea to do, but it was heavily needed. She knew what was going on around them. This was a gathering. Not a brawl. Focusing back towards Cardinalpaw, she began to speak once more, confidence now flowing into her voice. “I’m gonna talk with them. I know it’s… stupid but… this has got to stop. They have to stop arguing. This is espoused to be a gathering, not a battle area.” The words she choose felt stupid, but Springpaw forced herself to resist saying anything about it. She knew that this debate was needing an end, and maybe she could help it end.

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shaae_26

March 23rd, 2023, 07:43 AM

Caterpillarpatch
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Female[he/him] -Windclan

Caterpillarpatch watched as the finale clan arrived to the gathering. She heard her leader started the gathering. Oh she had almost forgotten about the sick cats in her clan. Hopefully they'd all be alright. She didn't want to lose any more of her clanmates. Then she heard Thrushfir talk about an apprentice who was killed and skinned and her heart stopped. Poor thing. She felt anger towards Shadowclan. How could they be so cruel. An apprentice? She turned to Hailhawk. "I'm so sorry for what happened to your clanmates. It must be awful seeing them go.", she meowed. Sure it wasn't her place to, but it made her deeply upset.
"Yeah... Dawnstar has a weird liking for pelts.. We hope we can prevent things from going any furthur. I hope things dont get too bad in your clan either." Hailhawk said.
(sorry for the short reply, racing against the bell rn ;-;)

occultation

March 23rd, 2023, 02:08 PM

【 S H A D O W F U R 】

[ daenerys ]

Fortunately, the outsider made the smart decision to flee the Gathering. Shadowfur had half a mind to go after them to ensure they left Clan territory, but he opted not to. If they ran off into RiverClan’s territory, that was not his problem.

He turned his attention back to the Seastones for the leader announcements. Little mind was paid to Pikestar and Twilightstar, although he did note with interest that an illness was ravaging their Clan. The tips of his claws poked out from his toe beans as Thrushfur began his announcements. The dark Enforcer was ready to spring to his Clan’s defense if need be.

Thrushfur offered to make good on Sparrowstar’s offer of prey and herbs. Shadowfur bit back a chuckle; little did he know that ShadowClan intended to take much more.

Then, as was typical for a Gathering these days, conflict started. Thrushfur began questioning Dawnstar on the death and skinning of one of their apprentices. Dawnstar gave a solid rebuke, exactly the type of response Shadowfur expected. Of course, ThunderClan decided to continue playing the victim.

Sure enough, an argument broke out. The black tom sat still as stone, his green eyes fixated on the leaders on top of the Seastones while his ears listened to the murmuring and protesting all around.

Then, from her position nearby, Mirehound moved. He turned his head in a clean, deliberate movement, watching silently and neutrally as she gracefully moved into the crowd to address the tension. From his place at the back of the crowd, he couldn’t fully make out everything she was saying. But, from the sound of what he could hear, she was pointing out the clear hypocrisy in which ThunderClan lived.

For as much as ShadowClan was suffering from internal conflict, it seemed ThunderClan was worse off. At least the majority of ShadowClan agreed that living under restrictive, outdated rules was asinine. ThunderClan was torn in two between cats who bowed to the warrior code like it gave them the blood in their veins, and cats who would happily spit in its face to get an upper paw against their enemy.

Shadowfur caught a pointed look that Mirehound shot the way of her Clanmates, causing his ears to perk. Clearly she wished to avoid physical conflict, a sentiment that he partially shared. The pragmatic part of him recognized the stupidity of fighting at Gatherings, but he also found Gatherings rather stupid to begin with. The more emotional part of him - the part that loved the feeling of power and strength he got during battle - wanted to put his claws to the test once more.

He slid back to a tall rock sitting at the edge of the clearing. Bunching his muscles, he sprang up atop the rock. Digging his claws into the stone to steady himself, he sat down and stared in Mirehound’s direction. If anyone decided that they wanted to cause trouble with tooth and claw over her words, he’d see it from here.

( Dani- tagging you because Shadow’s reacting to Mire, don’t feel like you have to respond if you don’t want to! )

Wingnettle

March 24th, 2023, 09:56 AM

[just so nothing is misconstrued, not once did mire raised her voice in this. she is continuously talking with a calm and steady tone. :heartbounce: ]

As much as Mirehound knew a majority of the ThunderClan cats to whine and complains, stars it seemed like her own Clanmates did to. To her it seemed like Rosecougar just loved to hear herself talk, because she did an awful lot of it. Shadefrost had more fluff in his brain than the nests in the nursery, though she had to admit she was mused by his spitfire personality. Nighthound - stars, how he was given that prefix but lacked the ability to pick up on the fact that neither of these cats would ever listen to him was beyond her.

Looking to her left and right at Shadwofur and Sorrelflare who were still nearby, she gave them a nod as if to watch her area while she slipped off the rock. Paws strode forward, carrying the shadow incarnate fluidly across the beach. Blue eyes illuminated against her dark pelt were void of any telling emotion, instead focused on the Seastones. Dawnstar had covered a majority of it, and so had the others, but so far no cat outside of another ThunderClanner had spoke on how the border skirmish had actually started.

Mirehound had been there. She had seen the hatred in the eyes of the cat who had attacked her - after she gave a verbal warning to leave, after he had clearly seen she was with three apprentices.

Ignoring the squabbling kits, and the way the thunder rolled in the dark sky overhead, the Enforcer looked first not to the ThunderClanner who had been at the battle, but at Sootfur, the one who was once again preaching the warrior code, as she passed him on her way to the front. Observant ears caught the hissed words and she turned to look at him. "You still preach the code in a Clan full of those who break it. It was ThunderClan warriors who crossed the border. ThunderClan warriors who sought to hunt prey on our territory. ThunderClan warriors who killed ShadowClan cats to win fights. ShadowClan is not the only one who treads in the darkness. Pull your own head out of the sand and recognize that if you want any hope of your Clan moving forward, you must stop always playing the victim." Her voice was calm, steady. Didn't they ever get tired of their own hypocricy?

Looking now to the ThunderClanner who had been there - she did not know her by name - Mirehound padded forward the rest of the way and blinked. So the apprentice who had died had been her sister. She could feel sympathy for that, if only for the fact that losing kin was more difficult than the shadow could imagine. "As warriors, it was their duty to pull your sister back over the border, and they did not. Instead they gloated about hunting on ShadowClan land. They reveled in the fact of breaking this code you hold so close in your claws, that gives you an easy sleep at night." She wasn't about to let another ThunderClanner follow in Thrushfur's steps and cover up the way this had started.

"I remember the look in that first toms eyes, the one on the patrol. I knew even as I gave the order for him and his patrol to retreat, they would refuse. I gave them a path that would allow for them to exit the territory without bloodshed, because I did not wish to involve untrained apprentices in an unfair fight. Do you want to know what your Clanmate did instead?" A curiosity to her tone as she tilted her head slightly. "He attacked me, with the intent to kill me and harm the three apprentices I had with me." Looking over to Cinderpaw, she blinked again. "I do hope that your concern for the lives of children and their innocence is true. But I cannot see how it is while you condemn our actions but refuse to acknowledge the cats in your own Clan who have committed the same crimes."

There wasn't much else to add, Mirehound wasn't here to start a fight. The Enforcer had no desire to get in a quarrel, and her sharp look to the ShadowClan cats held a silent command to stand down, at least from arguing with each other. They didn't need to waste their energy arguing with a Clan who would never see the wrong they did, never acknowledge their part in the carnage that the first ThunderClanner spoke of. Although truthfully she didn't really care if they listened to her or not - it was no skin off her back if they wanted to continue to make fools out of themselves with petty arguments while the sky was black and the moon was gone and the smell of rain was clear on the wind's breath.

Looking now to Dawnstar, she watched her leader looking to the WindClan matriarch. Would this change in atmosphere cause the Clans to depart? Mirehound certainly hoped so. She rolled her shoulders back, forcing herself to not wince at the ache she still felt. If the cats she had spoken to wished to speak to her, they were welcome to do so, but the shadow was quite out of words tonight, only having wanted to say her piece.

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 19 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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Sootfur observed as a black cat stinking of Shadowclan approached him, obviously out of annoyance for what she was just complaining about a moment before. He snorted as the she-cat approached him with a haughty air, a reprimand escaping calmly from her mouth about the last border skirmish where victims had been slain.

Oh, Sootfur knew it. That was mainly what hurt him most: that his own clan had the guts to turn their back on Starclan and commit such gruesome acts as if bowing at the level of Shadowclan. But what kind of right had this cat now to tell him? He was a full-grown warrior, one that certainly couldn't have control over his whole clan. Not even our leader couldn't.

A growl threatened to start in his throat, but he forced it shut and stayed respectfully calm in front of the Enforcer.
"I don't know what happened at the border, but my clanmates shouldn't have started a battle. What happened to Dawnpaw, however, was totally different. He was alone. He would've never trespassed on his own, so why did he have to be murdered? Why did your warriors want our pelts so bad to kill mercilessly such young cats?

Dawnpaw's body was left bloody on the ground for vultures to feast on."
The gray tabby didn't want to linger on this conversation anymore. It was painful and especially pointless. Throwing Mirehound an icy glare, he turned around and joined again his clanmates, trying his best to ignore the presence of Dawnstar's Enforcers encircling the Seastones like vultures on a piece of prey.

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Crowpaw

Rage boiled inside, over and over until he couldn't take it anymore. Everything in his life had flopped, he had no hope for a healthy relationship with anyone, especially his mother who seemed to think that keeping her pregnancy a secret from her only son, her only living kit. Now, he knew forgiveness was a thing, but from what he's seen, no one has earned his forgiveness until they proved themselves worthy. But despite the hatred that has boiled inside since day one, he decided to make his way to the Seastones in hope of seeing the one cat that could possibly give him advice. A cat he could trust other than his friend: his grandpaw.

But instead of seeing Pondwhisker, Crowpaw's eyes went toward a ShadowClanner who was speaking directly to his ambition-driven, negligent father. And for the first time in what felt like moons, the tabby swiped his mohawk to the side and confronted the mouse-brained frog eater, finally expressing the hidden loyalty he felt toward his home and Clan. "If we aren't even able to come to the borders, how do you suppose we do our border patrols, huh? We need to protect our Clan. Yes, Dawnpaw was in the wrong for going alone, but that doesn't merit the death penalty your Clan seemed to think was right in that moment. Dawnpaw was an apprentice, a damn good one at that and if your Clanmate felt the need to murder outright even though our Clan's apprentice was merely relaxing at the border, not doing any harm. Did Dawnpaw even cross the border? Can one of you ill-tempered, frog-eating, murder-bent, blood-spilling, slimy, filthy rogues tell me that? Tell my father that? What about Dawnpaw's mentor? His parents?"

Crow's eyes narrowed with challenge, urging the disgusting excuse of a cat to tell him the truth about what happened that day between Dawnpaw and the murderer. He wanted to unearth the truth, and at this point he didn't care if he died doing it as long as the truth was revealed. At least he would be with his sister, the one who ever truly loved him as family. "Father. I know you are giving ShadowClan access to our herbs and prey, but do you truly see any reason as to why Dawnpaw was killed and skinned? I sure don't." Let's see if he's truly the cat ThunderClan needs as a leader...

Just then, Sootfur noticed a familiar high-pitched voice spitting out insults. Crowpaw! Who was his apprentice talking to like that?
The gray tabby couldn't see beyond the crowd, so he had to make his way among clanmates and Shadowclanners before reaching the dark brown tomcat. He was talking both with Thrushfur and a Shadowclan stinky-warrior. Of course.

Normally he would have gone there and reprimanded his apprentice for such disrespectful behavior during a time of truce, but... every one of his words had a point. Yes, even the insults.
Sootfur suddenly placed himself Crowpad and Shadefrost, a hard glare on his face directed at the poison-spitting tomcat in front of him. "Stay away from us, Shadowclanner. And don't you dare speak to our leader with such arrogance." He hissed with bared teeth, pelt bristling in rage. But he didn't make any step further. He just wanted these rat-eaters to go away and leave them alone.

[ SpiritedWarrior Levi 99 Eaglet ]

nykyrian

March 24th, 2023, 10:15 PM

♔|Aspenpaw|♔

He/Him | revelations

The next interesting thing did not come from the high ranks perched atop the seastones, but from a fellow apprentice. And at first, this terrified him, as the scent of riverclan flooded his nostrils. Had that simple remembrance of his trespassing informed those around him? Could this cat read his mind? No, of course not, that was impossible, and this one didn't even look like the fish-brain that had given him so many of the scars that adorned his pelt, so there was no way for him to know. And he seemed sincere enough, there was no reason for him not to trust him. Still, the tabby felt his claws flex into the ground below him.

"Hello." There, that was a simple greeting, no admission of guilt there. "Who might you be?"

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Captain

March 25th, 2023, 02:26 AM

• PIKESTAR •
LORD OF THE WATERS

Taking his rightful place amongst the other three clan leaders, the large dark-furred tomcat remained utterly silent and kept mostly to himself as he usually tended to do. These gatherings were always a stressful place for him, and he wasn’t truly in the mood to get himself wrapped into drama that did not concern his own clan. Perhaps it was a selfish way to go about things, but in his eyes, it was smart and done for the safety of RiverClan. A few moments would pass by where he just sat there, waiting for the Gathering to officially begin, while Pikestar listened to the sound of the ocean's strong waves lapping against the beach behind them. Thankfully, it didn't take long for Twilightstar to step forward and start WindClan's announcements. He bowed his head and listened respectfully as talk of a plentiful prey began her speech. The talk of a spreading sickness, however, switched the tone of everything and the Lord of the Water's ears twitched as Twilightstar told everyone that Fallownose was sick and a young Kitekit had died. Cowtuft was doing his best to combat the illness. Pikestar silently sent a prayer out for his neighbor, and silently wished them well in the future moons. Death and sickness certainly had it's grip on them now, as she spoke of two more passings. A dreadful thing, without a doubt. He cast a sympathetic glance her way as she stepped back and retook her place where they were all seated together.

Next, the new ThunderClan leader would step forward and Pikestar focused their attention on the other tomcat, wondering what kind of image he would paint for his own clan now that Sparrowstar was assumedly gone. Thrushfur first spoke of Firekit, one of their kittens sent back to ThunderClan from StarClan themselves. The large oriental longhair hummed thoughtfully, but made no further reaction. A child's life was able to continue and that was good, that was all that mattered. But, of course, with life came death and soon the list of deaths would show itself true. Two apprentices, and a kit as well. It reminded him of all the deaths he once had to deal with earlier on in his leadership. This did not stop there, however, and soon the ThunderClan tomcat would go into further detail surrounding Dawnpaw's death. It would lead to a border scuffle between ShadowClan and ThunderClan, bringing four more bodies to the pile. Much like for WindClan, Pikestar offered a prayer to the moon for ThunderClan. Then came the topic of Sparrowstar, who had been nabbed by twolegs, and now was out of the picture. He shook his head, disappointed by this, but not letting it unwaver his calm demeanor. Surprsingly, he would then say that ThunderClan would give a portion of herbs and prey in return for the battle that had caused many deaths. Pikestar watched in silence, partial gaze flickering between Thrushfur and Dawnstar, tension visible.

As expected, this stirred the crowd below and cats would start to shout and protest from both sides, casting blame and spitting venom. Pikestar turned his head away from the clowder and chewed on his lower lip anxiously, not knowing if the nastiness would stay with just verbal or would descend into a mess of blood and fur. His sole attention would remain on the leaders and their reactions, trusting RiverClan to still behave and not do something idiotic that would toss them into the crossfire. He was not a coward, but he also was not a fool that would involve himself in drama that was not his own. He had tried doing that before, and it only brought him needless trouble and stress. Dawnstar would soon fire back her own recalling of the situation, going into graphic detail about what had happened to ThunderClan's apprentice. A younger Pikestar would've felt sick and disgusted, but he only stood still, lifting his partial gaze to watch the ShadowClan queen as she spoke directly to Thrushfur. However, the large abrupt boom of thunder from over their heads made the RiverClan leader flinch and look up, seeing the darkening clouds. Great. That was all they needed now.

Deciding to finally stand up, the mighty dark-furred RiverClan lord stepped forward, ignoring the arguing and chatter that was happening below. If he waited for it to stop, then he'd never get a chance to speak. "RiverClan has been doing well. Our rivers are ripe with fish, and we've welcomed many new kittens into our clan. One of our queens, Featherspirit, has given birth to five healthy kits: Spiderkit, Pondkit, Finchkit, Tansykit and Oceankit." He paused for a quick moment before continuing onward, "A family of minks has, however, recently caused our clan some trouble, injuring both Mintpaw and Mistycloud. With a strong team of warriors, myself included, we were all able to drive them out and dispose of the vermin before they could harm anyone else." And he was quite thankful for that, knowing those critters could've caused quite the issue if they had multiplied. "We've done well to expand our camp and build it up much stronger to make room for our growing clan. However, it is with a heavy heart that I announce that one of our senior warriors, Blizzardwind, has passed away due to a fox attack." His own mentor once and a father figure to Pikestar, he didn't really know how to react to such a thing anymore. "May he rest well among the stars." The lanky RiverClan tomcat bit his lip again, wondering what else needed to be said. "I'm sure many of you have noticed Gingerfrost is not present tonight. But I can confirm that he is alive and well, just strictly on bedrest due to an unforeseen infection. Stonepaw is making sure he makes a full recovery." And that was that. Done. "That is all from RiverClan."

At this point, Pikestar was sure his announcements would fall on deaf ears given the ThunderClan and ShadowClan drama, but he didn't really mind. They would just be happy to finally go home and get out of this mess before the oncoming storm would arrive. Even though he tried not to associate himself with the stars much anymore, he would not disregard the fact that this sudden change of weather was due to their own ancestors being upset. He hurrily stepped back, sitting beside Twilighstar and keeping his distance from the other two leaders, not wishing to become guilty by association.

✧ Eaglet Moonraven Undertaker ✧

Wingnettle

March 26th, 2023, 01:18 PM

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Moonpaw (she/her)
Shadowclan ❍ 9 moons
Black and orange tortoiseshell with half face ginger and amber eyes
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Mh. Was that an order? Moonpaw wasn't sure how to feel about it, but she still sat down close to her mentor. Narrowing her eyes, she studied the Enforcer carefully while she was distracted. She was covered by gray and brown patches of fur, with a white underbelly and amber eyes. Well, I could say that you're pretty. She conceded in her mind, still looking silently between the two warriors.

Darkfall seemed to have forgotten the rest of the world was... existing. She looked at him with an amused expression, a little smile lining her mouth. She had understood completely, and now she couldn't help but see him as a wagging puppy with adoring eyes near Larkfire.

Someone among the leaders spoke; it was Pikestar, wasn't he? Riverclan's leader. He looks pretty young, compared to Dawnstar.
But it seemed that the one-eyed leader didn't have anything special to report.
Moonpaw fidgeted with her paws; she was getting bored, and she felt like ants were crawling under her pelt. Uhg, stuck in a couple. This is getting more boring by the second!

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[ Rose Darkclaws ]

littlelove

March 27th, 2023, 10:21 PM

Because defending themselves made them victims, apparently? Cinderpaw's fur bristled on end as Shadefrost continued, and the Shadows "justified" themselves as always. Like she had any reason to believe them.

"There was no evidence he ever crossed the border either!" She hissed, eyes narrowing. But of course, they were right - because they were strong, and that meant they could be trusted.

Rosecougar's words placed her on the edge. She turned to the tawny she-cat, fury in her eyes. "I know that! I am one of those damn kids! I am one of the ones who were killed! But I will not let Thunderclan get away blame free and I will not let you monsters divert the responsibility!" Her snarl was loud and grating, roughened by moons of damage. She blinked away any tears that threatened to well. "Everybody in this damn forest knows Thunderclan are 'useless', whoop-de-doo -- but you all refuse to see Shadowclan is worse!"

"When we defend ourselves we're victimizing, when we sit down and take it we're kittypets, when we defend our territory we're brats for refusing your ""help""..." Her words ripped through the air, seething. "Where's our payment from when you sat like pigs in our camp eating the prey we caught? Where's our payment from when Riverclan stole me? "Playing the victim" hasn't gotten us anywhere so I don't understand why you still think we are. Everything we do and say is playing the victim in this disgusting forest."

"I will personally rip my damn claws through the next cat in Thunderclan to hurt a child. I will not be waiting for anyone else's opinions on it next time. But don't you dare try to make a moral argument when I know your don't mind his pelt lining your great leader's nest. Shadowclan has been crossing the borders and slaughtering indiscriminately for moons, so why the hell does everyone believe them here?" Apparently losing your clanmates and having them used as upholstery was better than... being next to what? A clan who apparently were "just kittypets"? She didn't even bother responding to Dawnstripe's inquiries.

A distant, rolling thunder cracked across the sky, and it froze the blood in Cinderpaw's veins.

It seemed like Starclan had made their choice. The eldest apprentice's head snapped up towards the greying, moonless sky...

And she let out the tiniest, dryest laugh. "Wow." She murmured. It seemed she'd been right, about the stars playing with them.

Even as clanmates circled around her, spitting visceral hate back towards the other clan, she stood and stared to the sky. They couldn't just disrespect their ancestors, Sparrowstar had said, the ones that had given Thunderclan so much. Like what? It was obvious they didn't consider them a clan anymore, judging by the clap echoing. They hadn't intervened, not when Lionpaw was killed or when they had the choice of standing in line or being slaughtered or when Cinderpaw howled, broken underneath the Thunderwillow, begging for anyone to hear a word of what she said.

They were a game. A plaything. She wouldn't let Shadowclan treat her that way, but where was the fight she supposedly had when the stars treated her the same? Where was the fight when she was locked into this stupid, subservient role? A pang of something rolled through her -- she wouldn't do that to her. Not now. Right? This had to be... the rest of them.

Cinderpaw felt dizzy. So, so dizzy. Nausea rolled in waves over her, and she opened her mouth to let out a final call - if they said she wasn;t keeping them safe, she would start, dammit...

The words of a shadow-black warrior killed any words in her throat for a brief moment. She couldn't quite grab the specifics, but she heard what she needed to -- attack and untrained apprentices and

"Thunderclan's apprentices," She wheezed. "We are going home."

They would never learn. Not a single soul around her would. They would sink their claws into children indiscriminately and always, always act like they were the ones in the right because kids weren't alive. They weren't people. They weren't anything except sorry little piles of skin and bons who could never survive out on their own. No matter the faction or creed of aggressor and victim, they would be slaughtered like nothing. Thunder could sound, shadows could break across the sky, and the world would stay the same.

Cinderpaw turned tail, moving to the entrance of the gathering clearing from which Thunderclan had came -- like a coward, like a martyr. There would be no world in which these kids weren't constantly surrounded by threats... but with a wild glint in her eyes, it seemed like she'd at least be keeping them far from the ones who sunk their claws into them in the open.

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CatontheMoon

March 28th, 2023, 12:26 AM

Littlepaw (she/her)
scruffy furred mottled brown and grey she-cat

Littlepaw's ears perked at the commotion in the Clan camp. She peeked her head out from the foliage where she was taking an afternoon nap and scanned the clearing.

Loud voices and shouts lured the apprentice out of her cover and into the ThunderClan Clearing. She spotted Cinderpaw yowling at several cats in anger and fury. Littlepaw cowered behind a group of warriors in fear.
Littlepaw saw Cinderpaw begin to pad out of the camp. She didn't know what to do. The mottled brown cat had definitely heard about the recent discourse about ThunderClan apprentices' lives being threatened.
Littlepaw knew for certain she was not safe here. She didn't know if she could be the next cat whose pelt would be torn from her body.

Puffing out her chest and rising to her paws, Littlepaw scurried after the older apprentice with determination painted across her face.

iliri

March 28th, 2023, 07:06 AM

{Springpaw}

Springpaw’s eyes darted towards the ThunderClan medicine cat apprentice as she howled out her words. Each word sounding more and more spiteful than the last. Pits and pits of unsettling guilt, anger, and fear began to tremble before her like an heavy downpour. There was already enough anger as it is, and the disputing of this entire issue had only seemed to grow more and more by the second. It felt like this wasn’t even her clan anymore. All this fighting. All this arguing. It just doesn’t make sense for this to keep happening. Her paws felt numb against the cold ground, the roaring of the storm becoming more and more distorted in her ears. Her mind felt like it was clouded with cobwebs and fuzz. It felt as if her breathing became more heavy, her lungs desperately trying to take in more air. Her throat felt like it was lodged. Tightly, Springpaw shut her eyes, sinking her claws into the ground below. The usually vibrant-white fur around her paws caking with a murky brown. She didn’t want to hear any more of the fighting. The loud howls and shrills of angered spats becoming more and more louder in her ears. She wanted it to stop.

Her eyes suddenly opened wide as soon as she heard the loud roar of thunder, her eyes ripping upwards towards the sound. All that caught her vision was the dark, dim color of utter gray. The moon wasn’t there. All that remaining was dark pits of gray and thunder growing more louder. A sign from StarClan. StarClan was angry. A rhythm of ice-cold rain followed suite. Her pastel orange-and-gray fur slowly soaking to the brim by the now pouring rain. Her whiskers now constantly twitching to fling away any droplets of ice-cold water. Her vision constantly blurred by the water hitting at her eyes, causing her eyelids to flutter every second. Cinderpaw’s words had became distorted in her brain, but she had at least some consciousness to hear her say for all the apprentices to gather. Shoving herself a deep breath, Springpaw’s deep blue gaze focused towards Cardinalpaw. A pang of shame ran through the calico, her soaking fur desperately fluffing itself out. The cold rain wasn’t helping at all with the young apprentice’s growing ease.

“I… I’m sorry that you had to hear all of this.” She spoke quietly, her voice merely a whisper in its path. The words felt… so wrong to say. They felt like they didn’t want to come out. Almost like that wanted to shove themselves back down her throat and never be seen again. Shakily, she took in a deep breath and spoke once more, her voice louder this time. “I’ll… see you in the next gathering, Cardinalpaw. If it isn’t like this.” Her voice wavered the confidence it needed, her eyes meeting theirs. She didn’t want to ask how Cardinalpaw felt at the moment. She must’ve known how they could’ve felt though. With a short, quick nod of her head, Springpaw turned and began to follow the trail of apprentices back towards camp. Her home that didn’t even feel like home anymore. Her legs felt so numb. Weak. Shaky in every step. She didn’t want to look back at the drama. Nor did she want to hear any of it anymore. It just felt wrong. This wasn’t espoused to happen at all.

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SpiritedWarrior

March 28th, 2023, 01:20 PM

Crowpaw
jupiter lio Levi 99 effervescent. Undertaker

The first cat to lash back at his brutally honesty (albeit probably reckless) words was not the cats he addressed, which he didn't know if that was good or bad. Crowpaw didn't care though, he thought the stupid kit-like behavior practically radiating off the rats needed to be addressed. What seemed to be an apprentice was the same size as him, this cat was possibly a new warrior. The young tabby fought to keep his ears where they were as she listed the dead cats that were announced at the previous Gatherings.

"You've no right to mention my sister's death. She died an honorable death by saving my life. From what? It doesn't matter. And Acornkit? No one can figure out where he got those stupid red berries from and the medicine cat was too late to save him. Weaselpaw? His death befalls similar circumstances to my sister's. Raypaw? Got crushed by a tree. That's not all the deaths, obviously, but that's a few that no one could really control, only fate could." He growled and subconsiously raised his hackles. Flashbacks of Quietpaw's death were brought to the front of his mind and his whiskers quivered as he fought back a shaky voice and tears.

"Contrary to your belief... ThunderClan has plenty of kits and queens." he remarked snarkily and huffed, trying to appear reasonable. "The final blow might be caused by an enemy's claws, or a badger or foxes or whatever else your kids endure, but the cause of the death will always be the same; you adults failing to keep them safe." The young tabby didn't need a reminder. He was already run ragged with the knowledge that although he tried his hardest, his sister could not have been protected unless he was able to get her back to camp faster. Tears peaked at the edges of his eyes, but he refused to have a shaky voice. I can't appear weak... I just can't. "I know who the problem is." The words came flying out of his mouth before he could even get a chance to think about what he was saying, but it was too late now. If he panicked or showed the mouse-dung any form of weakness he'd be ripped to shreds in a verbal manner.

"Dawnpaw was found dead on our side of the border. And who skins their enemies for trophies? ShadowClan. Who else murders cats? ShadowClan. ThunderClan has blood on their paws, yeah, but so does ShadowClan. And you know what? You're rotten, just like a carcass." He glanced at Shadefrost with an icy glare. "That's how I know Dawnpaw didn't trespass. He was also smart enough not to, know how I know that? He was my denmate."

The next cat to speak on behalf of ShadowClan was, of course, the rotten Queen of Shadows herself, Dawnstar. "How 'bout this, you foul-hearted rat: you leave the punishment to a cat's home Clan instead of yours? Your Clan has no right to kill or berate us when you aren't even leading us. What you do with your Clan is your business while what my father does with his Clan is his business. Ever think about that or do you have too many bees in your brain to think about the fact that you aren't the one who rules the forest. I don't give a damn who your ancestors are or what afterlife they walk. Leave ThunderClan alone for once."

By the time he was done, all the tears Crowpaw had in his eyes were silently flowing like a stream down his face and his heart was racing with fear, just like his mind was racing with the flashbacks of the day he and his sister were attacked by that fox. He turned to leave and follow Cinderpaw out because he didn't want to be alone, especially with how he was feeling like death was crawling behind him, ready to pounce any second. "Rainpaw! How are you, my boy?" GRANDPAW!!!! Seeing the familiar brown tabby tom, his grandfather from RiverClan, Crowpaw ran straight to him and surrounded his family, the only cat beside Cinderpaw who seemed to only show their care for him externally, in a tight hug. "Not g-great..." he finally let Pondwhisker hear his shaky, heartbroken voice. In a shaky whisper, he added, "Can... I speak with you? A-after th... the Gathering, alone? Please?"

puppeteer

March 28th, 2023, 03:03 PM

pondwhisker

{ SpiritedWarrior }

The tabbys fur bristled as he watched his grandson speak out. What in the stars name was going on over in ThunderClan?? He has been late to the Gathering, unable to hear the recent news from ShadowClan and ThunderClan, so Pondwhisker was confused. Something about a skinned apprentice was said. What the actual hell? Soon enough, paws wrapped around him in an embrace and he held his grandson tight. Oh. Rainpaws voice broke Pondwhiskers heart. Rasping his tongue across the top of Rainpaws head, he nodded. "Of course, kiddo. Grandpaws gotcha. We can talk all you want."

Eaglet

March 28th, 2023, 08:30 PM

His statements were well received after the Windclan's and Riverclan's announcements, and he was immediately met with an irate response from a Shadowclan cat. That he anticipated. The way Dawnstar ran her clan, however, was outside of his area of expertise, and the rules in her clan were very distinct from theirs. To kill an apprentice from another clan? At this point, all they were doing was asking for war. It wouldn't be unexpected if Dawnstar desired that result from this. Dawnpaw was Thunderclans cat, one of their own apart from Thunderclan. All of Thunderclan's cats receive top priority, at least those that are still living. He could only cast a sharp stare at the Shadowclanner. As she bellowed from the boulder, Cinderpaw dashed down to meet the Shadowclanner. It's all about the theatrics. Both parties were going to argue and spit in each other's faces, which was to be anticipated. Who knows if this occurred in the Thunderclan's past? How long has Thunderclan been without any yearning? Being called names that almost anyone other than Thunderclan would know right away. And to state that he had faith in his clan to keep his words safe. He didn't require any additional needless killing. Thunderclan was already at the wit's end of losing 5 cats every moon.

The very last thing he would do was give up. Oh, the blood this planet had seen. It made folks crazy. To become until the last minute blood-obsessed. Shadowclan was exactly that. He never had the opportunity to observe how Shadowclan might have developed in the absence of Dawnstar's rule. Although Icestar was present, he had never seen the renowned Icestar up close. The verbal conflict between the Thunderclan and the Shadowclan was evident. Cinderpaw and Crowpaw arrived there right away, spewing rage without thinking about the damage they might do. On the first moon of his leadership, he didn't want to start a fight. Right now, he needed Thunderclan to keep quiet. All he wanted was an answer. Yes, he was furious, but Thunderclan's words and actions would make them appear precisely like the Shadowclanners they wished to avoid. He hoped that at least one cat would comprehend that.

Crowpaw didn't want him to give Shadowclan any herbs or prey. And my goodness, Crowpaw's verbal barrage against Shadowclan was utterly astronomical. He quickly closed his eyes and went back to being serious. He huffed, the level of animosity between the two factions has greatly increased. Hearing her tone of voice, Dawnstar gave him an answer. She spoke with hatred and indifference if blood were shed. Her irises appeared to be painted red. And absolutely no one opposed her. Saying she was the Queen of the Darkness would be equivalent to saying she was the Queen of the Forest. Wherever and however she pleased, she marched. He listened to Dawnstar as she occasionally gave the group explanations for why Dawnpaws was killed. Her regulations, her laws. He hadn't discussed the specifics of the border skirmish, which brings us to our next point. "Yes, Thunderclan was at fault for starting the border skirmish that resulted in needless deaths. Thunderclan has already been warned to keep away from your borders unless they want to face severe punishments that will be dealt with appropriately. And since my cats were the ones who started this, I'll maintain my former leader's word if they really did it in retaliation for Dawnpaw's murder. If the border battle hadn't taken place at all, all of this might have ended inadvertently. I don't want them to end up like our adversaries if they don't already know how many people died in Thunderclan over the course of the moons. As Shadowclan is its own clan, so is Thunderclan. We both have unique methods of rules that do not correspond with one another. It ends there." He was also issuing a warning to Thunderclan. It was his first meeting with the position of leader.

If only that had been possible. The death of Dawnpaw was unanticipated. Just the differences in how they each described the various aspects of his exposed physique. Did he die on Shadowclan's borders or Thunderclans? He would have to start asking questions right away. There were two versions of what happened. According to one, Dawnpaw was slain by Shadowclans Vixensnarl. As governed by the Shadow Queen, Dawnstar. She lacked the "Dawn" star quality. To kill any trespassing cats. Claiming that Dawnpaw had trespassed into their borders uninvited without an accompanying mentor or warrior. Then there were those who said Dawnpaw was on their side of the border, including Sootfur and Cinderpaw. There seems to be a need to reevaluate the situation. Which of the two stories was legitimate? He had to know. But at the site of the proof, secrets would always be hidden. It was just the tip of the iceberg of what actually happened beneath it all. Thunderclan was claiming that Shadowclan was wrong, but Shadowclan was standing firm, earning them the moniker of a clan with blood on their pearly whites.

As the sky rumbled, his eyes staggered upward. The earth trembled as the moon was completely obscured by the ominous, dark clouds, which also created sharp breaks in the sky. Persistently urging them to put an end to their fighting. They really cared now? They finally resolve to stop after years of abandonment. He grinned in silence. Light continued to streak across the sky as thunder crashed on it. All of that was simply too much. He only required the Queen to provide a brief answer. If that was it, he had to act quickly. He was conscious of his shortcoming—running out of time. His palms were only capable of so much. His ability to comprehend was limited. The only object that could tenaciously push through was his body. He needed their help in order to command Thunderclan. He was at the bottom of the flight of steps, which was not a wise decision at the moment. Whereas each leader was so high up that hierarchy. He had to make it there.

Starclan was a party pooper, as usual, he scoffed. In the direction of Thunderclan, he whirled around and turned. His paws landed on the sand. "Thunderclan, we are returning. And I explicitly ask that no one choose to question what choices I have made for the time being. Hopefully, back at camp, everything can be resolved with questions that will be allowed. Please meet me in my den after this, Sootfur, and anyone else who was engaged in the Dawnpaw border incident. I want everyone to go back to Thunderclan in peace, and hold off on any dirty looks or spats at them. Nonsense will not be needed at this present moment. Keepers, make sure no one is left behind." He then made his way back to camp on foot. All he was able to utter was that. He didn't require the scathing remarks or the pitying looks. Just turn around and go back. Only showing his back and sporting a dirty, feathery cloak.

[ Undertaker, Moonraven, canineantics, Wingnettle ]

ophelia

March 28th, 2023, 10:21 PM

Autumnpaw (16/100) and Buzzflight followed their high ranks' instructions. The former was slightly confused and rather disappointed. The latter was not at all confused, but still disappointed, for entirely different reasons.

Wingnettle

March 29th, 2023, 01:45 PM

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 19 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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Sootfur remained by his place beside Crowpaw, though the apprentice paid no attention to him. If he chose to ignore his mentor or didn't notice, the gray tabby couldn't tell, but kept on listening with intent. The apprentices' eyes spat flames of rage and his voice was like a high-pitched irritated cry of a fowling in his nest. He is so young, and already so frustrated. So fed up with life.
Still focused on the dark brown tom, Cinderpaw finally stepped up and sided them against the vicious Shadowclan.

Oh, Cinderpaw. Always ready to defend your clanmates, to follow your beliefs. Sootfur felt genuinely proud to have her as a medicine cat in Thunderclan.
Unfortunately, Thrushfur didn't seem to think the same way. He clearly ordered Thunderclan to back up with thundering words, evidently keen on returning back as soon as possible before a fight could break out. Again.

Sootfur's heart sank when the Thunderclan leader asked especially of him to come immediately to his den after the Gathering. He hadn't been the one to start the quarrel tonight, but it seemed that he was doomed to be the leader of every Gathering rebellion since that unfortunate evening when he addressed Dawnstar in front of the whole clans.
He gulped down, but bowed his head in respect as Thrushfur made his way down the Seastones to lead Thunderclan home.

Before leaving, he glanced with concern at his mate and nuzzled her with his nose. "I'll be back soon, Flameheart. I need to check on Crowpaw."
He wanted to walk side by side with the apprentice now that he had the time. He had seemed so... shocked, and broken, after his public outburst.
Hesitantly, he walked up to him and whispered softly, expecting his usual harsh replies decorated by accuses and regrets and painful memories: "Crowpaw... are you ok?"

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[ Eaglet SpiritedWarrior ]

SpiritedWarrior

April 3rd, 2023, 11:49 AM

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Sootfur (he/him)
Thunderclan ❍ 19 moons
Light grey tabby with silvery-blue eyes
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Sootfur remained by his place beside Crowpaw, though the apprentice paid no attention to him. If he chose to ignore his mentor or didn't notice, the gray tabby couldn't tell, but kept on listening with intent. The apprentices' eyes spat flames of rage and his voice was like a high-pitched irritated cry of a fowling in his nest. He is so young, and already so frustrated. So fed up with life.
Still focused on the dark brown tom, Cinderpaw finally stepped up and sided them against the vicious Shadowclan.

Oh, Cinderpaw. Always ready to defend your clanmates, to follow your beliefs. Sootfur felt genuinely proud to have her as a medicine cat in Thunderclan.
Unfortunately, Thrushfur didn't seem to think the same way. He clearly ordered Thunderclan to back up with thundering words, evidently keen on returning back as soon as possible before a fight could break out. Again.

Sootfur's heart sank when the Thunderclan leader asked especially of him to come immediately to his den after the Gathering. He hadn't been the one to start the quarrel tonight, but it seemed that he was doomed to be the leader of every Gathering rebellion since that unfortunate evening when he addressed Dawnstar in front of the whole clans.
He gulped down, but bowed his head in respect as Thrushfur made his way down the Seastones to lead Thunderclan home.

Before leaving, he glanced with concern at his mate and nuzzled her with his nose. "I'll be back soon, Flameheart. I need to check on Crowpaw."
He wanted to walk side by side with the apprentice now that he had the time. He had seemed so... shocked, and broken, after his public outburst.
Hesitantly, he walked up to him and whispered softly, expecting his usual harsh replies decorated by accuses and regrets and painful memories: "Crowpaw... are you ok?"

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[ Eaglet SpiritedWarrior ]

Crowpaw

Despite the clear command to return back to camp, Crowpaw refused and stuck with his grandpaw. The young tom just wanted to be in his grandpaw's presence, nothing more. Nothing less. But Sootfur's appearance and voice made Crowpaw want to hide in a hole. "What do you think...?" he muttered. "Go. Get out of here... I want to talk with my grandpaw alone."

//Sorry for the short reply! I just wanted to get it out before the thread closed.