August Gathering

[Ian]

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[Ian]

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Fallownose
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The WindClan deputy padded toward the Seastones with a scowl on his face. He had pretty much bullied Twilightstar into letting him lead in case Beanstar decided to try anything, especially since they had to cross through RiverClan territory to reach the Gathering. Even if it was supposed to be a peaceful night, he wouldn't put anything past RiverClan's new leader.

Fortunately, it seemed that WindClan was the first to arrive. Fallownose gave a quick shake of his pelt before leaping onto his usual perch. He hoped that WindClan new to behave themselves, but Twilightstar would mention whatever she needed to once she was done bringing up the rear.

BEAR. Fawn worm ameko Darkclaws lio x ghostie naiad Dirtfur Moonraven Undertaker nykyrian TheNyanCatMinecart Abyssopelagic Shade. gs29513 ares Poprock jupiter carmen Galaxy_ Lillian CreeperLover649 Bean_The_Cat Woodlow Connor Spirit_life_yt RedLeif Octavia! Lunalis Wingnettle Alchemist Kitsune xavier. Rose Kay~ .squid Sakura. RunningInTheHeather umbreon_22 Froggy Cinnamon~ Leafie The Doctor Cornbread1233 Snowyfeathr Omari Pangoligon Katiethewolfchild tulin Carrot Ladiebugg SuccpunkWindClan has arrived!

[bubble[error].]

*Tigerpaw arrived*

(Open)

[Tecumori]

*Owlpaw traveled with the rest of his clan. Sweet! Looked like WindClan was the first to arrive~ Owlpaw took a seat close to his mentor if he could find her.*

Moonraven (no need to respond! Just letting you know Owlpaw wants to sit next to Dreamlight)

[Undertaker]

The swell of muscles quivered as the dark feline slowly made her way toward the beach. The dark brown fur stood on end as she puffed out her coat before allowing it to fall once more. As she and her clan parted from the shadows, the leader's nose twitched as she caught a whiff of WindClan. Interesting, she must have been right on their tail, Dawnstar yawned, eyes drawn to the rocks as she made her way across the sand.

A touch of curiosity lit up in her golden eyes as she noticed Fallownose but no Twilightstar. Usually it was the other was around, but seeing as Fallownose was seat in the deputy's spot she assumed that Twilightstar was simply running late or something. She couldn't be dead yet. Dawnstar would be sourly disappointed if the WindClan leader died suddenly and left her with these new arrogant fools.

Dawnstar jumped, being powered good ways into the air, and landed on the solid stone. She took a few seconds, vigorously shaking her right front paw as she felt a small pebble stuck in between her toes. She turned to face the front, curling her tail around her legs as she lifted her front paw and began to try working out the pebble in between her toes with her fangs and mild nibbles, unconcernedly.
SuspiciousMindz worm ameko Starfall Darkclaws lio naiad Dirtfur Undertaker Estelle marshall nykyrian Abyssopelagic vampire JackHunt_17 ares Willie Warf Peach Poprock jupiter Levi 99 carmen Ravensong Galaxy_ Lillian CreeperLover649 Bean_The_Cat Woodlow Connor Spirit_life_yt sol. RedLeif Octavia! Alchemist Kitsune xavier. puppeteer Rose WhiteDawn .squid Sakura. umbreon_22 Froggy serendipity. Ymir Cinnamon~ Leafie The Doctor Snowyfeathr Omari Pangoligon Katiethewolfchild Carrot Zorua Ladiebugg R0ttenC4ndy lane


ShadowClan has arrived

[bubble[error].]

*Drippingpelt exists at the meeting*

(Open)

[Forgetfulshape]

Brokentalon quietly walked to Seastones, sighing quietly.

[Red Dawn]

Blackhawk
ShadowClan Warrior

Following his clan, Blackhawk yawned, before sitting down.

[Forgetfulshape]

Brokentalon soon lay down, and fell asleep.

[Morrigan]

Frostpaw
31/100

Frostpaw silently followed Windclan and kept her head down she didn't really want to be seen but she came anyway as she wanted to know what would happen with this war with Riverclan.

The young she-cat quietly sat down ,sort of in the shadows, and wrapped her fluffy tail around her paws and stared at the ground with an absent minded gaze unaware of any cats near her.

OPEN

[wendigo]

https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1066757198383947869/1136762584729653368/Lynxyowlsprite3.png
Lynxyowl✦A beige she-cat, with a scar that goes across her face and bridge.

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Lynxyowl followed Fallownose to the
gathering, bristling.

She was on the edge of falling asleep, very close.
And yet, she came.

Lynxyowl shook herself. No. She should be grateful
that Fallownose allowed her to come in the
first place.

She sat in her usual spot, glancing around at everyone.

[Morrigan]

Darkcloud silently padded into the clearing amber gaze warily scanning the groups of cats that had gathered so far it seemed as though only Windclan had arrived she'd try her best to avoid them she honestly saw no reason to talk to anyone at all she just wanted to hear the announcements and leave but what one wishes doesn't always happen. The dark she-cat sat down near her clan and turned her head to Dawnstar waiting for something to happen.

OPEN

[Levi 99]

Shadefrost followed after his leader, mildly wondering what would happen this time around. It was likely that a bunch of dead cats would be announced seeing as how both Shadowclan and Thunderclan had been putting in an awfully lot of work to kill each other. But it wasn't his place to say, nor did he actually care. The tom was more or less focused on the fact that his "tail claw", which was what he'd started calling it as of late, needed to be replaced. So he made his way toward the salty crashing waves of the sea, found several sea cones with a pitch black color, and sorted through them until he found the perfect one. It only took him a minute or two, before a new "claw" was on his tail again. Perfect he thought, then he was heading back toward the main body of cats and taking a seat beside his newly favorite cat within the clan. "Hey Dark cloud, he mewed cheerfully, "how's it hanging? Did you miss me?And if not, did you at least smile as of late?"
The Doctor

Silverlightning padded into the Gathering on swift nearly soundless paws, eyes scanning the crowd for anyone he could talk to or have fun with.

[#AIR] 11

(Open)

[Morrigan]

Darkcloud turned her head towards Shadefrost one of the cats that annoyed her the most "As I've told you I don't like smiling" she said calmly honestly why did this cat want her to smile so much? "And no I didn't miss you we see each other quite a lot" the dark she-cat mewed still calm but pretty annoyed at his teasing if it was teasing.

Levi 99

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud turned her head towards Shadefrost one of the cats that annoyed her the most "As I've told you I don't like smiling" she said calmly honestly why did this cat want her to smile so much? "And no I didn't miss you we see each other quite a lot" the dark she-cat mewed still calm but pretty annoyed at his teasing if it was teasing.

Levi 99

"Ouch," said Shadefrost in mock deflation, "You wound me. But I know you're just playing and that you really did miss me, even if we do see each other often." The warrior licked his forepaw and brought it over his ears to give them a quick wash, then he sung, "Soooo, how's it hanging?

[Morrigan]

"Ouch," said Shadefrost in mock deflation, "You wound me. But I know you're just playing and that you really did miss me, even if we do see each other often." The warrior licked his forepaw and brought it over his ears to give them a quick wash, then he sung, "Soooo, how's it hanging?
Darkcloud let out a silent sigh of annoyance this cat was so childish or over dramatic whatever it was it was the opposite of her. The dark she-cat looked at Shadefrost emotionlessly as he repeated his first question "I'm fine" she mewed bluntly and that was all she said as she was a cat of few words.

[Neptune.]

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*-Beetlecrest-*
he/they | 40 moons | ftm
a sleek white tom with pale grey tabby marking and beetle green eyes


Following behind his clan, Beetlecrest could smell that they were the first to arrive, the whole way through RiverClan territory he had been tense, half expecting an army of RiverClan warriors to pounce out of the undergrowth and attack them. This meeting was going to be a tense one, he wondered what RiverClan's wretched leader would tell the other clans, he wondered if he could even stand to sit near WindClan after everything. Beetle certainly didn't think he'd be able to stand sitting anywhere near those cats- if they could even be called that. He didn't think they even deserved to be grouped in the same group as the rest of the clans, in fact, he'd be happy to chase them out of the forest entirely.

Shaking his pelt out, Beetlecrest padded over to a dry spot with a decent view and began to groom his fur clean again, just as he scented ShadowClan's arrival.

{Beetlecrest: OPEN}

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*-Deerpaw-*
23/100
he/they | 6moons | Demi-boy | Agatha Kitty
fluffy brown tom with a bobbed tail and patches of white on his muzzle and chest


Deerpaw was excited to go to this gathering, he could feel the excitement coursing through him like a snake writhing under the claws of an experienced warrior. He followed closely with his clan, bobbed tail held up high, though he noticed others in his clan didn't hold a similar posture. They knew that the clans weren't exactly friends at the best of times, but this was a gathering! There was supposed to be a truce at these meetings, right? Surely they could at least pretend to be friends for this one night?

Regardless, as they approached the meeting place, Deerpaw could scent another clan. He thought it might be WindClan. They hadn't had their required border patrols yet, but this cat scent was sort of dry and grass-ey, like rain was a foreign concept to them or they constantly rolled around in hay. Well, no matter who they were, Deerpaw was excited to see other cats from different clans! He glanced around the area briefly. Should he sit with his mentor? Or was he allowed to talk to the other apprentices? Could he even talk to the ones from different clans? Unsure what he was allowed to do, Deerpaw hovered in the general area of the rest of his clan.

{Deerpaw: OPEN}

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud let out a silent sigh of annoyance this cat was so childish or over dramatic whatever it was it was the opposite of her. The dark she-cat looked at Shadefrost emotionlessly as he repeated his first question "I'm fine" she mewed bluntly and that was all she said as she was a cat of few words.

"Hmm," hummed the tom thoughtfully. It was always the cats who were constantly brooding, that Shade found fun to tease. But today Darkcloud seemed a bit more Darkcloudy than usual. "Oh my," he said with a half laugh, "what an extremely broad term you used. And because you asked, I myself have been great, even more so now that I'm with you. I haven't really done much other than some hunting here and there, a few border patrols, and a lot of fighting. You know the same ol' same ol'."

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Frostpaw
31/100

Frostpaw silently followed Windclan and kept her head down she didn't really want to be seen but she came anyway as she wanted to know what would happen with this war with Riverclan.

The young she-cat quietly sat down ,sort of in the shadows, and wrapped her fluffy tail around her paws and stared at the ground with an absent minded gaze unaware of any cats near her.

OPEN

|Crookedpaw|
Posts: counting currently
Talking to frostpaw
( #Earth (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Earth) )
Crookedpaw followed his clan closely until reaching the gathering. This was his first time it was so exciting yet the tom kept cool. He looked around the gathering before finding a spot to sit, he soon caught his eyes on frostpaw his friend he made in the nursery. The tom padded over with a smile,"hewo" he purred happily and cheerfully. The brown tabby tom sat down in the shadow merely blending into the shadow. His eyes turned to the other clans that had arrived.
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Fireflame and ashclaw and scalescar walled into the gathering and settled down together.

Thornclaw walked with his clan his eyes gazing on windclan before turning and finding a shadowy spot to lay in.

( Open)

[Morrigan]

"Hmm," hummed the tom thoughtfully. It was always the cats who were constantly brooding, that Shade found fun to tease. But today Darkcloud seemed a bit more Darkcloudy than usual. "Oh my," he said with a half laugh, "what an extremely broad term you used. And because you asked, I myself have been great, even more so now that I'm with you. I haven't really done much other than some hunting here and there, a few border patrols, and a lot of fighting. You know the same ol' same ol'."
Darkcloud narrowed her eyes at Shadefrost in annoyance this cat was all jokes and laughs at least that was what it seemed to her so sometimes she wondered if he could ever be serious. The dark she-cat pricked her ears at the mention of a lot of fighting, she stared at him with an amber gaze full of hidden suspicion "Fighting? Care to clarify that?" she asked calmly but now there was coldness in her voice was he starting fights with cats outside the Shadowclan if so that could be a problem if it was without reason.

[Morrigan]

|Crookedpaw|
Posts: counting currently
Talking to frostpaw
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Crookedpaw followed his clan closely until reaching the gathering. This was his first time it was so exciting yet the tom kept cool. He looked around the gathering before finding a spot to sit, he soon caught his eyes on frostpaw his friend he made in the nursery. The tom padded over with a smile,"hewo" he purred happily and cheerfully. The brown tabby tom sat down in the shadow merely blending into the shadow. His eyes turned to the other clans that had arrived.
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Fireflame and ashclaw and scalescar walled into the gathering and settled down together.

Thornclaw walked with his clan his eyes gazing on windclan before turning and finding a shadowy spot to lay in.

( Open)
Frostpaw
32/100

Frostpaw almost jumped at the sound of a voice but relaxed when she saw it was just Crookedpaw her friend he wasn't scary

The young she-cat smiled happily and waved her tail in greeting it was nice to see him she hadn't in a while shuffling closer she also turned her ice-blue gaze towards the other cats.

[Rose]

Berryfrost (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/berry-1)
She/Her

It'd been quite some time since Berryfrost's last Gathering. And finally, finally, maybe she could brave another on. Mismatched - one blue and one green - hues drifted across the expanse of land as WindClan arrived at the gathering. And to be honest, Berryfrost let out an exhale of relief when she realized... that WindClan had gotten here first, no one else had arrived yet.

Swallowing down her fear and refusing to acknowledge the memory of her last, disastrous visit here, the speckled female scurried off to a quiet corner, feeling slightly anxious. But she hadn't wanted her father to be alone without Twilightstar. Fallownose needed support, even if all she could do was sit in a corner and watch him.

[ Open ]

[SpiritWolf_yt]

Frostpaw
32/100

Frostpaw almost jumped at the sound of a voice but relaxed when she saw it was just Crookedpaw her friend he wasn't scary

The young she-cat smiled happily and waved her tail in greeting it was nice to see him she hadn't in a while shuffling closer she also turned her ice-blue gaze towards the other cats.

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5958&pictureid=41403

|CROOKEDPAW|
Post count: 4
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Crookedpaw tilted his head as frostpae jumped, the young tom curled his bushy tail around his paws while looking at frostpaws tail wave." Huw ara yuo?" he asked leaning a bit over with a hugged crooked smile appearing on his face.

[Dakotaa]

LilyPaw has arrived…!

[Morrigan]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5958&pictureid=41403

|CROOKEDPAW|
Post count: 4
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Crookedpaw tilted his head as frostpae jumped, the young tom curled his bushy tail around his paws while looking at frostpaws tail wave." Huw ara yuo?" he asked leaning a bit over with a hugged crooked smile appearing on his face.


Frostpaw
33/100

Frostpaw thought for a moment she honestly didn't know how she felt so she just shrugged and smiled "Ok I guess" she then pointed at him with her paw "How are you?" her gaze curious.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5125&pictureid=39184
| Lightningpaw |
Flock Together [Tier 1] - Active

Despite not having gone to quite that many gatherings in her life - this would mark her third - Lightningpaw would be lying if she didn't admit to being fully over them. They were pointless. A night of truce? Please. More like a night of senseless tension while leaders and warriors alike threatened those they deemed weaker while they flexed some newfound strength to those they considered a potential threat. She hated them.

Unfortunately, she hated the idea of not learning the few, important tidbits to be gained from them even more. Such as ThunderClan casually murdering medicine cats. That had been fairly important, if she did say so herself. Begrudgingly, she padded towards the medicine cats' spot, only to realize she was the only one there. Not that this surprised her. No other clan seemed to have gotte- Oh no wait... there was ShadowClan now.

Leaping to her usual spot, the lithe calico glanced around the clearing, not spotting Chuckles at a glance, but guessing he shouldn't be too far behind the wolverine. Curling her tail around her paws, she yawned, eager for this to be over already. She had understood why Fallownose had wanted to come here today. It had been a need, actually, not just a want. They couldn't show weakness. Not with the other clans the way they were.

A smirk crossed her maw at this thought, realizing the hypocrisy of the situation. Hating it when other clans did the same thing, yet coming to the conclusion that they had to do the same. Still... she assumed that hating something didn't mean they were above having to do it. Such was life, wasn't it? Taking actions that didn't necessarily align with your views simply to survive.

Stars above... when had she turned so jaded? Lightningpaw snorted, knowing full well the answer. Or rather that right question. When had she not been jaded? Hadn't that been the reason she had eagerly agreed to be a medicine cat? To make a difference in a world that did not have enough of it. To help cats that even StarClan didn't give a badger's steaming pile about? Jaw setting, she turned her glance towards the deputy. Hopefully something would come out of WindClan showing up.

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**

It had been too short a moon for another gathering to be coming up. Nevertheless he followed the massive leader out of the shadows of the pines and onto the breezy sands of the ocean's beach. The sand was still warm against his paw pads though it was washed in the cool silver light of the full moon. He blinked. Windclan and Shadowclan seemed to be the only ones present so far. The fact didn't bother him any, rather he was growing far more respect and cordiality toward the windswept Windclanners than he could say for the other two. Thunderclan were haughty cowards and Riverclan had done nothing notable for the tom in recent moons, other than their cycle of new leaders. As for the medicine cats he'd be walking into, he found the same true of them. He'd found Cowtuft and Lightningpaw right tolerable where Stonepaw was nothing notable and he was growing less and less hopeful for Drizzlecloud and Springpaw to become anything better than the clan they were a part of.

He padded over the sands, his green eyes searching first the Seastone where Dawnstar was jumping up alone, No Twilightstar? They then moved down to the deputies, where Fallownose sat alone. Vulturefang would surely be among the crowd or taking up the rear. And then his eyes made their way to his destination, where only Lightningpaw was waiting, though that was hardly surprising. He finished the last stretch to where Lightningpaw was sitting and settled himself nearby with a slight dip of his head in greeting toward the younger medic-in-training. "I hope Twilightstar is in good health."
Alchemist Kitsune
#water (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=water)

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud narrowed her eyes at Shadefrost in annoyance this cat was all jokes and laughs at least that was what it seemed to her so sometimes she wondered if he could ever be serious. The dark she-cat pricked her ears at the mention of a lot of fighting, she stared at him with an amber gaze full of hidden suspicion "Fighting? Care to clarify that?" she asked calmly but now there was coldness in her voice was he starting fights with cats outside the Shadowclan if so that could be a problem if it was without reason.

Shadefrost raised a brow at Darkclouds question, a bit confused as to why she was so cold all of a sudden. "Well, I mean like it's not really anything important. No cats have died by my paws as of late, but I did kill a badger and a fox, and a hawk." Shadefrost tilted his head to the side and curled his tail around his paws as he tried to make sense of the amber eyed molly's behavior. It was probably safe to write it off as just Darkcloud being Darkcloud, but Shade had an answer that was much more likely and likable. "Aww, were you worried about me? You we're weren't you? Well don't worry sweetheart, nothing bad is going to happen to me. I'll always be here to love you."

[Morrigan]

Shadefrost raised a brow at Darkclouds question, a bit confused as to why she was so cold all of a sudden. "Well, I mean like it's not really anything important. No cats have died by my paws as of late, but I did kill a badger and a fox, and a hawk." Shadefrost tilted his head to the side and curled his tail around his paws as he tried to make sense of the amber eyed molly's behavior. It was probably safe to write it off as just Darkcloud being Darkcloud, but Shade had an answer that was much more likely and likable. "Aww, were you worried about me? You we're weren't you? Well don't worry sweetheart, nothing bad is going to happen to me. I'll always be here to love you."
Darkcloud listened silently to his exuse it seemed to her that there was more to it but as he said he killed quite few predators she saw it as bragging which she saw useless. But Shadrfrost soon teased her again the dark she-cat almost laughed in disbelief it was amusing to her that he thought she liked him so much "If you say so" she mewed emotionlessly and shrugged she knew he didn't love her she didn't love him and if he truly did then that was his problem.

[Dark]

Berryfrost (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/berry-1)
She/Her

It'd been quite some time since Berryfrost's last Gathering. And finally, finally, maybe she could brave another on. Mismatched - one blue and one green - hues drifted across the expanse of land as WindClan arrived at the gathering. And to be honest, Berryfrost let out an exhale of relief when she realized... that WindClan had gotten here first, no one else had arrived yet.

Swallowing down her fear and refusing to acknowledge the memory of her last, disastrous visit here, the speckled female scurried off to a quiet corner, feeling slightly anxious. But she hadn't wanted her father to be alone without Twilightstar. Fallownose needed support, even if all she could do was sit in a corner and watch him.

[ Open ]



Firestorm
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After presumably receiving her warrior name, Firestorm followed the rest of her clan to the beach for the gathering. She didn’t really like attending these events because all the different smells mingling together always left her with an astronomical headache, but things were different this time.

This would be her first meeting a warrior, and she had a duty to protect the livelihood of her clan, though she usually wasn’t one for such formalities.

Green eyes scanning the clearing, her gaze settled upon a familiar face. Mismatched eyes stood out against a speckled cream-colored coat. It was Berryfrost! What was she doing all alone?

Bouncing over to the other WindClan warrior, Firestorm held a bright smile on her face. ”Ohh Berrywerry~!” she called cheerily, making Berryfrost the newest recipient of one of her nicknames ”Im here to keep ya comp’ny!”

[ ]

[Dark]

Darkfall
Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T1)
___________


Following the large frame of his leader, Darkfall made his way onto the beach silently. After the events of the last gathering, he decided it best to attend this one in case a fight broke out. After all, after the events of the last battle and their recent boldness around the borders, the large tom didn’t know if the dumb squirrels would attempt to make a move.

Taking up a spot in a corner of the gathering place, the large tabby scanned the clearing with piercing blue eyes. It seemed that it was just them and WindClan so far, the tree-huggers and fish-faces not yet making an appearance. Well, that was fine with him. If they didn’t show up that’d be one less problem to worry about.

He looked toward the spot where the leaders usually perched themselves and noticed Fallownose instead of Twilightstar. Had the WindClan leader finally died? That was unfortunate, he actually quite liked that one. Maybe she was just sick or something? Whatever the case may be, he’d either have to wait for it in the announcements, or ask a WindClan warrior for the information, and he wasn’t too fond of the second idea.

[ OPEN ]

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud listened silently to his exuse it seemed to her that there was more to it but as he said he killed quite few predators she saw it as bragging which she saw useless. But Shadrfrost soon teased her again the dark she-cat almost laughed in disbelief it was amusing to her that he thought she liked him so much "If you say so" she mewed emotionlessly and shrugged she knew he didn't love her she didn't love him and if he truly did then that was his problem.

Shadefrost simply grinned at Darkcloud's comment. So far she'd proven to be a stubborn cat who shot him down at every turn, which was fine by the black tom. If the molly wasn't so devoid of emotion or serious, he doubted he would've taken much of a liking to her in the first place. Plus it was fun trying to win the heart of a cat. "Anyway" he continued, "on to another note I finally found out what your nickname should be."

[Morrigan]

Shadefrost simply grinned at Darkcloud's comment. So far she'd proven to be a stubborn cat who shot him down at every turn, which was fine by the black tom. If the molly wasn't so devoid of emotion or serious, he doubted he would've taken much of a liking to her in the first place. Plus it was fun trying to win the heart of a cat. "Anyway" he continued, "on to another note I finally found out what your nickname should be."
Darkcloud slightly tilted her head at Shadefrost's mention of a nickname for hear "Nickname?" she said emotionlessly "Do I need one?" the dark she-cat asked almost sarcastically she didn't think she did what was the use of nicknames anyway? Just to make a name shorter or to just tease someone anyway she didn't care.

[Pitou]

**Cougarivy**
Shadowclan Enforcer Commander

The black and white she-cat paced bouncily out onto the sands, breathing deeply as the scent of Windclan mingled with the salty air of the vast water. The bunnies had made it but unfortunately the Thunderclan mice hadn't yet shown their faces. The gatherings were just getting more interesting the longer this whole thing brewed. All the same it did mean she wouldn't be able to simply relax, though what fun was relaxing anyway? The only downside was the obligatory feeling to find a better lookout point than sitting by the medicine cats so she could make sure the gathering was progressing as it should. So she picked a spot with a slight up-slope so she could at least peer over the ears of most of the other cats. And she waited.


**Sunsetpaw**
Apprentice of Shadowclan - 4.5 moons old
[OPEN]

Her first Gathering! It was almost as exciting as she'd worked herself up for it to be when she'd first heard that one warrior talking about it! There were even more cats than she could have imagined and the smells were making her nose tingle. Everything smelled. She didn't remember camp ever smelling so much. She stopped as her toes touched the...even the ground was different. It was squishy. She shuddered happily then ran out over the unstable sandy ground, weaving through the cats, some didn't smell but other smelled...she wasn't quite sure. Miss Star was here and Papa Elmshadow, and Miss Ivy and Brokeclaw. She didn't see her mentor Goody yet which was disappointing but maybe she could run around and she'd show up, yes yes! And MooMoo! She wanted MooMoo there more than anybody because she loved sharing her first experiences with the older apprentice who she shared her nest with, her family. But she was far too excited to meet even newer cats to dwell on not finding MooMoo or Goody so she bounced on.

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud slightly tilted her head at Shadefrost's mention of a nickname for hear "Nickname?" she said emotionlessly "Do I need one?" the dark she-cat asked almost sarcastically she didn't think she did what was the use of nicknames anyway? Just to make a name shorter or to just tease someone anyway she didn't care.

"Hmm, no I guess not," admitted Shade with a shrug, "but their fun and useful, and convenient." He knew Darkcloud most likely didn't care for nicknames, but he still wanted her to have one. And the fact that she didn't shoot the idea down as soon as it was mentioned was enough for him to keep doing it "How do you like cloudy?"

[Morrigan]

"Hmm, no I guess not," admitted Shade with a shrug, "but their fun and useful, and convenient." He knew Darkcloud most likely didn't care for nicknames, but he still wanted her to have one. And the fact that she didn't shoot the idea down as soon as it was mentioned was enough for him to keep doing it "How do you like cloudy?"
Darkcloud let out a silent sigh of exasperation, why was he so determined? The dark she-cat listened quietly as he said her nickname "Cloudy? How ironic" she thought sarcastically but she didn't say that instead she just shrugged she didn't care if he called her that or not it didn't matter.

[Forgetfulshape]

Brokentalon sighed tiredly.

Rateye and Brokentalon were giving each other death glares while Brokenheart was simply sat watching the two.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5531&pictureid=39213
| Dapplebreeze |

The skies were clear. That was about the only thing Dapplebreeze could say this whole event had going for it. Unlike most of the warriors she chatted with in her clan, she had never really cared for gatherings. They were of little consequence to her. The patched molly had no care as to the happenings of the other clans, and she saw no reason to befriend any feline from the lesser clans either. Why bother, when you were more than likely to see them in the battlefield attempting to strip you of your life the next time you saw them? She would much rather take pleasure in tainting the soil with their blood, not regret at what could have been had they been born in the right clan.

Dainty, tan socked paws guided her amongst the few cats gathered together, spotting her grandson's mate sitting horrendously out of place in a corner. Moors and sky help her. She understood not enjoying a gathering, she could even empathize with the feeling, but did Berryfrost really have to make such a pathetically weak display of it? After what had happened against RiverClan, the least they could do was provide a strong, unwavering front. Not whatever it was the eggshell colored molly was trying to accomplish. She would never understand her kin's choice in mate... an unfortunately dubious attribute he had inherited from his father, no doubt.

Noticing the clan's newest warrior join in with the weakling, she shook her head fondly. While Firestorm was a little more excited than she preferred, it was easy to tell the molly was a strong, capable warrior. A boon for WindClan. Hopefully the sight of her would offset the terrible display the other was doing. For now, the former queen turned around, finding a suitable spot to sit in. She did not trust RiverClan, and she wanted to be ready. In a prime position to protect their deputy should the fish loving clan dare be more cowardly than they had already displayed they were this past moon.

-

| Open |

[roo!]

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featherpelt - he/him - 17 moons


featherpelt followed his clan through to the seastones. he wasnt all too jazzed at all the cats that surrounded him, so he found a less crowded place to sit. his tail flicked nervously despite his internal monologue telling himself he was fine. just take some deep breaths. he licked his paw and flattened his chest fur as he looked up to the night sky with a small smile.

[ OPEN! ]

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5366&pictureid=40887
| Mousepaw |
Shadow Fiend - Inactive | Just a Scratch - Active

Muscular, broad shoulders gleamed in the moonlight, a silvery shine to the gray pelt now that the cover of darkness was no longer upon it. Verdant eyes swept the clearing as the apprentice kept pace with his clanmates. It had been some moons since he had come to a gathering. The loss had been too much. Losing his mother so quickly after having lost his mentor had been... devastating. Keeping him away from meeting up with the other clans.

Not that he necessarily wanted to see any cats from their neighboring clans, truth be told. With the possible exception of Moorpaw. The WindClan apprentice had been nice. Kind. Understanding. And honestly fun in what would have been a horrible night otherwise. If it had been up to him, he probably would not have joined the gathering tonight. Much as he loved socializing, with the exception of the one WindClanner, he hadn't really been feeling much for socializing with anyone of late. And he was so ticked with ThunderClan he worried about his ability to keep himself in check.

But then his little sister had been apprenticed early, and everything had changed. He couldn't just have her come here alone. Well, maybe not alone. But without family? On her first outing to meet the other clans? Not on his watch!

Weaving through the WindClan cats that had already arrived, Mousepaw wondered if he would see his friend this moon. If she had gained her warrior name already. She had seemed older than him, and unlike him, she had seemed fond of her mentor. Hopefully that meant she hadn't been saddled with useless mouse brains like he had. Maybe someone more like Sir Bits or Auntie Larky. Yeah.

Unable to spot his friend, his gaze fell upon a different, familiar gray pelt. A smile breaking through his pensive expression, he approached the younger apprentice. A kit, really, as far as he was concerned, hoping to join her. He wouldn't stop her from talking to others, of course. But they had to be careful. Who knew what ThunderClan would do under the guise of a truce, the cowards!

Finally catching up to the gray molly, the heavy set tom beamed down at her happy go lucky face with an open mouthed smile of his own. "Hey hey! Hope you don't mind if your Moomoo joins you while we look for some new cats to meet? I met a super nice apprentice last time I came to the Seastones, yep yep. Bet we can meet super nice apprentices today too, yes?" he asked, keeping a cheery disposition around his little sister.

He wasn't certain how aware she was of the tension rising between the clans. She would more than likely find out about what was going on sooner rather than later but... Mousepaw didn't want her to. He wanted her to hold on to those happy days. To that kit like naiveness that made life worth living. That made everything a joy to be in. The gray tom liked to believe he saw the best side of everything, but he would be lying if he didn't admit that the older he got, the less light there seemed to be on even the brightest of days. It seemed the moonlight offered more than the blazing sun sometimes. And yet he couldn't help it. He wanted her to hold on to that rising sun... just a little longer. As long as he could help her to.

-

Ravensong [Sunsetpaw]

[Ladiebugg]

Word count: 71
Point count: 10
#earth (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=earth)

DawnFog arrived with WindClan, rolling her eyes. Why did she have to come to the gathering? She could be doing much more useful things with her time. She could be hunting, or cleaning nests, or patrolling or.... She continued thinking to herself, watching the other cats milled around. She moved to a corner of the clearing, settling down. Maybe over here she might have the chance to slip back to camp.

[Ladiebugg]

LeapMoon and OspreySplash arrived with ShadowClan, settling down together in an open spot in the clearing

(OPEN!)

[Madelaine]

Puddleburr followed behind his clan, taking a seat in the middle of the crowd. That's all.

[ open will get longer i just suck at starters]

[gs29513]

Deadmoon hadn't been to a gathering since her return, but she had figured that since so much was going on it'd be rather stupid to sit this one out. If there was some sort of fight at the gathering it would probably be best that she was there, if only for a numbers advantage of some kind, not because she was particularly skillful in any way. It was only them and Shadowclan for quite a bit, no sign of the fish or squirrels, and she wouldn't be disappointed if Riverclan never showed. That would probably be too much to ask for, if nothing else they'd come to complain about WINDCLAN'S aggression, but for now she could enjoy the not-horrible-smelling clearing. She'd somehow grown almost used to Shadowclan scent, and for a minute she reflexively scanned the clearing, for Boulderhead or Rookie.

Of course, this was in vain, for if she was going to see Rookie she need only to look a few nests over in the warriors den, and Boulderhead was long gone. Their stupid friend/cousin/protector, the tiny Shrewstep, was long gone too, so she really had no incentive to interact with any of the toadeaters. While they weren't on the worst of terms with them now, there was too much in her memory for any sort of interaction beyond with the three cats she had know, two of whom were gone and one of whom was no longer in Shadowclan. She might consider talking to Thunderclan, if one of them was decently polite, but Riverclan was firmly on her naughty list and Shadowclan always would be. So, for the minute, Deadmoon did nothing but observe, settled with the majority of her clanmates. (OPEN) #Earth (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Earth)

[JackHunt_17]

Cougarbite padded up to the gathering

[Cornbread1233]

Fogfoot walked into the clearing. Hopefully Halfpaw would come to this gathering. It was a valuable experience for apprentices, and they wanted their apprentice to be well prepared. They sat and waited for the rest of the cats to arrive.
[ Connor for the mention, you don’t have to come but Fogfoot is here if you do! ]

[poppy]

Flowerpaw, Chubpaw and Doepaw padded in with their respective Clans and sat together, giving the other Clans the side eye.

#air

[bite]

LilyPaw has arrived…!
Sagechaser slunk behind his best friend, a sly grin decorating his face. He did his best to stay out of her sight, moving forward on light paws carefully. And... "Grahhhhh!" he growled, jumping up and pouncing at her tail, his laughter breaking through his play-snarl. "Hey, Lilyloser!" Sagechaser greeted as soon as he stopped laughing. "Nice night, yeah? Not raining for once," he commented, tilting his head at Lilypaw.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5125&pictureid=39184
| Lightningpaw |
Flock Together [Tier 1] - Active

Sure enough, Chuckles arrived soon after his colossal leader, earning a small head dip himself as he greeted her in his usual fashion. All her life, Lightningpaw had heard so many bad things concerning ShadowClan. All the evil the clan held. And she had believed if fully. Especially after finding Maplepaw after the fire, killed mercilessly despite her options being death by flame or death by claw. It had been heartless, and she was certain that the clan had to be... terrible, really.

These gatherings told her otherwise, however. As silent and straight to the point as Chuckles seemed to be, he... honestly wasn't that bad. If anything, he had a certain, endearing quality to him, like Leechscar. Of course, if her former mentor were to hear her call him endearing in any way, he would most definitely feed her to some badgers, but that was part of the charm. They weren't cuddly, warmth filled cats, but they had knowledge, blunt honesty, and were admirable in their own right.

Not that she would admit as such to the WindClan leader's son. And certainly not to the ShadowClan medicine cat. It was because of this very reason, this very familiarity that the gray furred tom brought to her that she offered a cheeky grin at his remark, cocking her head coyly to the side. "Haven't seen a thing that can keep that molly down for long," she responded in a teasing tone.

A response without a response. He would be able to read between the lines perfectly well if he was the tom she thought he was. What could Lightningpaw do? She had never been one for lying, preferring honesty to needless lies and fabrications based on a lack of facts. But playing around with meaning? Allowing others to infer what they willed of her implications? That was always fun.

Besides, it allowed her to be herself without divulging anything... in the strictest meaning of the word, in any case. Anyone with half a brain would be able to figure out what had happened once the news were given. Once Fallownose opened up about Beanstar's terrible crime. It would be both in WindClan's best and worst interest to divulge just how severe his trespass had been, so she would play the game for now. If only to ensure she didn't step a paw out of line for the time being, when tensions between the clans were at the absolute worse she'd seen in her young life.

-

Ravensong [Elmshadow]

[Kaybug.]

Mistycloud and Dovepaw joined the gathering.

[Willie Warf]

Sharppaw awaited the words of her glorious leader,she didn't care for the others.

[stag]

https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/729651014617268254/1132470215045828758/IMG_0452.png (https://www.deviantart.com/akumiirako/art/wolf-skull-icon-free-to-use-700702496)
HOUNDHUNTER
Death: Reversed (https://labyrinthos.co/blogs/tarot-card-meanings-list/death-meaning-major-arcana-tarot-card-meanings)
Pronouns: Haunt/Hauntself || Massive black and white cat with heavy flank scarring, orange and green eyes.
Purrk: Beefed Up || Tier 1
[ ➥ MENTION(S): OPEN ]

Trailing after the slightly smaller leader, Houndhunter broke off from following her, finding a spot near the front of the crowd. Able to listen to the leaders and try to avoid enough attention from other cats. Perhaps they would find Houndhunter intimidating, the flank scars and stern look should do the trick. But who knew, cats were unpredictable these moons, it would be interesting considering haunt hanged speaking for long periods of time, let alone at all.

[Moonraven]

The she-cat padded into the gathering later than usual. Fallownose had been quite stubborn about leading the clan to the gathering of this moon. Not that she could blame his protective tendency, the RiverClan leader had been rather unforgiving and irrational. Twilightstar lifted her head as her paws brushed the sand, single green eye taking in the only other clan here. ShadowClan.

Never thought that she'd be pleased to see those brutes. Twilightstar silently made her way up to the stones and joined Dawnstar. She offered the slightly younger dark tabby a mild nod and took a seat, sighing softly as every movement jostled her healing wounds. She carefully coiled her tail around her paws and waited for the other two clans and their dungy leaders to join them.

[elswhere]

IRISFLIGHT | SHADOWCLAN
short, white and ginger tabby with green eyes and a crooked jaw
[ open ]

➥ Her happiness fades as she stepped deeper into the crowd, self-consciousness flooded her sense and a fresh hot wave of embarassment came over her. Nothing of thsi scale had she been to after her accident. Irisflight's green gaze shoots to teh ground as she finds a spot open by herself.

[Shade.]

Seedpaw was eager to see what this meeting held. Things were quite boring after the battle and she had found herself itching for conflict.

[dino.]

Bumblestar was late and she was pissed about it.

She'd been here on time the last few Gatherings, so why was it just now that she had gotten a late start? It wasn't as if there was anything very important to announcement, but it still ticked her off. A sign of weakness, if nothing else. And weakness wasn't something she could afford right now.

Tail lashing, she left the head of her Clan to jump onto the Seastones and take her spot. At least she wasn't the last one. She ignored Dawnstar completely to give Twilightstar a short, civil nod in greeting. "Evenin'."

[ Moonraven ]


ThunderClan has arrived

[Rose]

Firestorm
___________


After presumably receiving her warrior name, Firestorm followed the rest of her clan to the beach for the gathering. She didn’t really like attending these events because all the different smells mingling together always left her with an astronomical headache, but things were different this time.

This would be her first meeting a warrior, and she had a duty to protect the livelihood of her clan, though she usually wasn’t one for such formalities.

Green eyes scanning the clearing, her gaze settled upon a familiar face. Mismatched eyes stood out against a speckled cream-colored coat. It was Berryfrost! What was she doing all alone?

Bouncing over to the other WindClan warrior, Firestorm held a bright smile on her face. ”Ohh Berrywerry~!” she called cheerily, making Berryfrost the newest recipient of one of her nicknames ”Im here to keep ya comp’ny!”
[ ]
Berryfrost (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/berry-1)
She/Her

Berryfrost jumped. Like, really really, embarrassingly high when an overexcited voice called out her name. Or... at least, Berryfrost assumed it was her name. Twisting to look at the newcomer, Berryfrost's heartrate both slowed down with relief and sped up with newfound stress as she realized she had to make small talk. With someone who wasn't Snowybreeze. With someone who she hadn't talked to in moons. Oh dear. Skies above.

Panicking internally, the speckled molly let out a quiet breath, trying not to appear too squeamish as she stared at her denmate. "Hello." She returned, tone entirely hesitant. Truly, she didn't know what to say aside from that. Shuffling her paws as she fidgeted through the unnerving silence, the pretty molly let out another puff of air. "Congratulations... On, um, y-your warrior name."

[bite]

Today was better, as far as Alderstep could tell. Must be something in the air, or maybe the fact that he'd finally gotten some good sleep the morning prior. No matter what it was, tonight was more bearable, if he forgot about having to be in proximity with the other clans. Granted, that was a difficult thing to forget when his sense of smell was assaulted with the heathery scent of WindClan and the rat scent of ShadowClan. The latter disgusted him more. Did they never groom their pelts? Probably. He'd bet they thought the grime helped them blend into the shadows better. Eugh.

Didn't matter, since at least the Shadowrat's deputy wasn't there yet to bother them with his stench. Alderstep padded over to the Seastones, bunched up his muscles, and leaped up there, keeping his distance from Fallownose. Noting how Bumblestar had decided to be civil toward Twilightstar, Alderstep conducted a sharp nod to the other deputy before delivering a cold shoulder. He still didn't forgive the other guy for his unwarranted advice from two moons ago.

Lillian

[elaif]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5805&pictureid=41101

:*:Vulturefang :*: (https://leafisocs.weebly.com/vulturefang.html)
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Broad shoulders stiffening as he walked into the clearing, the brawny deputy followed after Dawnstar. Mood being more than a little pissed, Vulturefang felt the hackles along his neck and shoulders raise. The last two or so moons, had been filled with unnecessary tension cause by the one and only Bumblestar. Hooray...
Half ruined gaze locking on her brown pelt, the tom felt a scowl imprint on his ruined face. Speak of the devil.... It was a crying shame she was still alive. All the other Thunderclan leaders came and went, so why couldn't she? Unfortunately, that was a question he probably would never an get answer to. Tsking his tongue, he let the thoughts disappear as he carried on to his appointed seating.

[silver.]

https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1133575271019196530/1133576838455762974/Yarrowcrest.png
yarrowcrest // he/him // 16 moons
purrks active: mind reader

---

As much as he didn't want to attend, it was better that he did to know what would happen. What an interesting first gathering this would be for him. Padding into the mass of warriors, apprentices, elders... The young tom finds a spot for himself to sit. A spot where he can see the Seastones clearly, eyeing the leaders atop their perch. So no sign of Riverclan yet, then? How interesting...

[ open ] [ #fire (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=fire) ]
71 words = 14 pts.

[Rose]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk

Gatherings, Gatherings, Gatherings. Sweet skies, there were so many. Too many, in fact. Or maybe Larkfire was just feeling more grumpy than usual. This morning she'd woken up with an uneasy feeling in her stomach and had had to stumble out of camp to empty the contents of her stomach in some clear patch of grass. The camp guards had given her strange looks when she'd staggered past them, and Lark was still annoyed about it.

Even now, her stomach was roiling, threatening to... she didn't know. Larkfire was still trying to figure out why the heck she'd thrown up. Had she eaten something rotten yesterday?? Settling in a corner, the youngest enforcer took up her position as she always did, watching the Clans through narrowed eyes.

[ Open ]

[willooowfeather]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=6049&pictureid=41409

SPOTTEDFIRE
he/him/his - 12 moons
OPEN
please mention


Spottedfire's lean tricolor form padded along with the rest of the ThunderClan gathering patrol. He came as silent as mist, there but not wishing to say much if anything at all about many things. The tom didn't know too much and did not wish to look out of place to so... many... others. Where was Sparrowfur when he needed her? Had she not gone?

Who was Sparrowfur, and why did they have importance to him, again?

At least, it seemed, he wasn't the only one who did not know other cats. He sat down in their midst on the edge of the group of cats he swore he should know.

Maybe, just maybe, someone would be able to tell him something more useful. His bicolored eyes looked around at the gathered mass of fur and scent. Things were tense, said his leader at some point, he thought. He'd been there at that meeting, maybe, but it didn't mean the head of the forgetful calico decided it wise to remember what was said to him.

Spottedfire felt more out of place than usual.

[Dark]

Berryfrost (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/berry-1)
She/Her

Berryfrost jumped. Like, really really, embarrassingly high when an overexcited voice called out her name. Or... at least, Berryfrost assumed it was her name. Twisting to look at the newcomer, Berryfrost's heartrate both slowed down with relief and sped up with newfound stress as she realized she had to make small talk. With someone who wasn't Snowybreeze. With someone who she hadn't talked to in moons. Oh dear. Skies above.

Panicking internally, the speckled molly let out a quiet breath, trying not to appear too squeamish as she stared at her denmate. "Hello." She returned, tone entirely hesitant. Truly, she didn't know what to say aside from that. Shuffling her paws as she fidgeted through the unnerving silence, the pretty molly let out another puff of air. "Congratulations... On, um, y-your warrior name."


Firestorm
___________


“Aww thank you~” Firestorm chirped in thanks, smiling at Berryfrost’s dramatic reaction. Aww Berryfrost was still all shy, even though they’d known eachother for ages now. She was just so cute! Well, wanting to make the first step towards being actual friends, Firestorm wasn’t going to just allow her denmate to uncomfortably sit alone!

”Hahaha!” She threw her head back in a cheerful laugh before giving the other warrior a playful smile. ”No need t’be so nervous! I won’t bite ya,” the orange tabby promised before teasingly adding ”Maybe~”

Erupting into a fit of laughter, Firestorm tried her best to stifle it. Okay maybe that was a little mean, but she couldn’t help it! Their two personalities were like oil and water, and the more extroverted of the two was having the time of her life teasing her companion.

[silver.]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk

Gatherings, Gatherings, Gatherings. Sweet skies, there were so many. Too many, in fact. Or maybe Larkfire was just feeling more grumpy than usual. This morning she'd woken up with an uneasy feeling in her stomach and had had to stumble out of camp to empty the contents of her stomach in some clear patch of grass. The camp guards had given her strange looks when she'd staggered past them, and Lark was still annoyed about it.

Even now, her stomach was roiling, threatening to... she didn't know. Larkfire was still trying to figure out why the heck she'd thrown up. Had she eaten something rotten yesterday?? Settling in a corner, the youngest enforcer took up her position as she always did, watching the Clans through narrowed eyes.

[ Open ]


https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1133575271019196530/1133576838455762974/Yarrowcrest.png
yarrowcrest // he/him // 16 moons
purrks active: mind reader

---

Might as well pass the time, right? Who knows when Riverclan was going to show up, and sitting, watching the leaders was just making him anxious. Gatherings were interesting to him... A moment of peace-- at least, it was meant to be-- between the clans. A time where cats can speak with one another without treading over one another's borders. So when he spots the cat he had helped out of that ditch a little while back... Well, it would only be polite of him to say hello, right?

Padding over, tail raised, he approaches Larkfire with a small smile. She looked pissed off beyond belief but he wasn't going to let him stop him. Unless she started threatening him, or something, then it would stop him.

"Hello again. It's good to see you in good health." He meows politely, stopping a few feet from her. Personal space was important, especially with those you didn't know very well. "I'm Yarrowcrest. I'm sorry for not introducing myself to you sooner."

[ #fire (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=fire) ]
171 words = 34 pts.

[GANDERGOOSE]

Longmoor ━ She/Her [OPEN]
╔══════════════╗

Longmoor wasn't a mindreader, but she could tell many of her clanmates were just as worried about RiverClan as she was. StarClan seemed to have some pity for them, seeing as RiverClan hadn’t arrived yet. Unfortunately, ThunderClan and ShadowClan looked equally as unhappy as WindClan, so she assumed that this gathering would end in shambles ... they always do.

Pessimism aside, she went and found a spot within the rest of her clan, sitting tall with her usual stone-cold expression. It wasn't blatantly obvious, she hoped it wasn't, but she kept a keen eye on the cats around her. Longmoor wasn't a paranoid cat, not usually, but she passed it off as a lack of sleep and too much stress; she had been thinking too much, about the war mostly, but also about all the little things. It was no good--it did her no good but with the slightest shake of her head, she brushed it all off. She was at the gathering right now, so that's what she would focus on, at least for the moment.

╚══════════════╝

~~~

Tigerblush ━ She/they [OPEN]
✿ ✿ ✿
Tigerblush had ditched the last gathering in favor of some good sleep, which she did feel a bit bad about, but she was here now and it was ... tense. No surprise there, of course, but it did seem a bit worse this time around. ThunderClan and ShadowClan made sense, but WindClan appeared to be just as uncomfortable--she could have probably tried and figured it out, but Tigerblush really wasn't that interested. The leaders would reveal all she needed to know anyway, and she was just fine lounging around until that happened.

She would go and chat with some cat, but tonight just didn't seem to be the night for small talk--it never really was. She didn't care to hide in the shadows, padding up 'till she sat just about the middle of the clearing. She steered clear of ShadowClan, but her eyes still wandered as she listened to the chatter around her. She enjoyed the journey to the gathering but it wasn't too fun actually being here. She hoped some more familiar faces joined the clearing soon, gaze drifting to the medicine cats for a fleeting moment.
✿ ✿ ✿

[Caspian]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=6017&pictureid=41396
Jaggedface | Female | Lesbian | Thunderclan warrior | Status: wary

She stalked into the clearing, ears pricked. She was tense; Shadowclan was here. Jaggedface wasn’t exactly delighted to see Shadowclan, reminder, they were at war with them, and she was sure that they weren’t delighted to see Thunderclan either. She took a seat at the far edge of the clearing. She watched Shadowclan’s cats, eyes narrowed

(Open)

[Neptune.]

<><><><><>

*-Deerpaw-*
32/100
he/they | 6moons | Agatha Kitty
fluffy brown tom with a bobbed tail and patches of white on his muzzle and chest


ThunderClan cats... Deerpaw had never seen any ThunderClan cats before. Although, to be fair, this was his first gathering, they reminded themself. Glancing briefly to their clanmates, Deerpaw wondered if he would be scolded for talking to any of them. They were at war, yes, but, truthfully, Deerpaw had never been able to grasp the concept of that. War seemed ugly and violent and brutal - all things he knew his clan was described as - but he simply couldn't get a hold of the concept of it in his mind.

With another brief glance toward his own clan, he decided to say screw it and padded off in the direction of what seemed to be the ThunderClan apprentices or young warriors, his short tail held as high as it would go in greeting and a bright smile on his face.

<><><><><>

open to any ThunderClan cats or ShadowClan cats who want to stop Deer :3

[Rani]

Deadmoon hadn't been to a gathering since her return, but she had figured that since so much was going on it'd be rather stupid to sit this one out. If there was some sort of fight at the gathering it would probably be best that she was there, if only for a numbers advantage of some kind, not because she was particularly skillful in any way. It was only them and Shadowclan for quite a bit, no sign of the fish or squirrels, and she wouldn't be disappointed if Riverclan never showed. That would probably be too much to ask for, if nothing else they'd come to complain about WINDCLAN'S aggression, but for now she could enjoy the not-horrible-smelling clearing. She'd somehow grown almost used to Shadowclan scent, and for a minute she reflexively scanned the clearing, for Boulderhead or Rookie.

Of course, this was in vain, for if she was going to see Rookie she need only to look a few nests over in the warriors den, and Boulderhead was long gone. Their stupid friend/cousin/protector, the tiny Shrewstep, was long gone too, so she really had no incentive to interact with any of the toadeaters. While they weren't on the worst of terms with them now, there was too much in her memory for any sort of interaction beyond with the three cats she had know, two of whom were gone and one of whom was no longer in Shadowclan. She might consider talking to Thunderclan, if one of them was decently polite, but Riverclan was firmly on her naughty list and Shadowclan always would be. So, for the minute, Deadmoon did nothing but observe, settled with the majority of her clanmates. (OPEN) #Earth (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Earth)


Ok, Mudhounds second ever gathering since joining Thunderclan. ....Lets try and have this one not go like the first one. Honestly the tripod was pretty sure they were cursed, first gathering they trip and tumble down the sand-dunes and crash right into a grumpy shadowclan cat, second one they sleep right through it onto to wake to booming! They may have freaked out from the combination of loud explosions and flashes and with the warriors den being semi empty (it was a gathering everyone was at the seastones but it wasnt their fault they forgot!) Mudhound had flipped and kinda tore up the den.... They fixed it before anyone go home though! .....Kinda.


Still the events were mounting proof that Mudhound was cursed! Gathering cursed! The horror! The evil sand dune mustve cursed them for falling down and they needed to defeat it to break the curse! Yeah that was something the giant maine coon mix believed, and if they didnt fall and their luck was still bad it must be a different curse. Because curses were definitely real.


So it was with really careful steps that the three legged cat slowly made their way down the dune. Slowly inching to the gathering place, stopping to wobble with a panicked look every so often before continuing. It was downright stupid looking. Perhaps more stupid then they mightve looked tumbling down the dune like the first time, they looked like they were crossing a wobbly wet log over a canyon, not just walking down a hill.


And when they got to the bottom? Well then they looked at the nearest cat and way too loudly announced, completely serious "I walked down the sand dune! I totally didnt fall!" ......Yeah you sure did buddy. You also just made yourself look crazy Mudhound, good job say something else less stupid. "Im a Thunderclan cat." Mission failed because honestly that was obvious. The maine coon mix was arriving with the thunderclan cats stinking of the thunderclan cats and was approximately as dumb as a squirrel.



At least they seemed to rally their awkwardness, digging paws into the sand then grinning at the texture before sitting down and grinning at the other cat. "Anyway Im Mudhound! Nice to meet ya! Everyone looks all awkward and stuff its kinda sad, I feel like gatherings are supposed to be making friends! What do you think?"


#Air (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Air)

[Tecumori]

Sharpclaw arrives at the gathering and takes a seat (closed)

[wolfie]

https://i.postimg.cc/KYYZCHNy/cowtuft-headshot-toyhouse.png
「☆」 THE GENTLE GIANT 「☆」
╰► COWTUFT
he | him ★ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears + scar over his neck, burned hindleg, x-scar marks on shoulders; left green eye and right blue eye ★

ೃ⁀➷ Alchemist Kitsune Ravensong

Cowtuft did not like this. He didn't like this one bit. Why would one go to a Gathering when ThunderClan and ShadowClan were at war? And, and could not forget what Beanstar had done. The acts that had been committed and what he would reap. Preparations were being made but nothing had happened which was keeping the rather large tom on his tippy-toes. Cowtuft did horrible with tension. Nothing ever changed that. He wasn't delusional in his pacifism. Still. As Lightningpaw padded up to where the medicine cats would meet, he hesitated.

His brother used to be here with him. His family. Most were gone, he never had been that close to his extended family with the expectation of Crowflutter and Sheepgrowl. He never mourned them. He never knew their ending. The sudden shift to morbid thoughts had Cowtuft pausing, blinking rapidly. Oh. Stars. He used to be more optimistic. He swore.

Only two clans were here so far. ShadowClan and WindClan. He never thought he would be grateful. Taking a breath, the splotched tom approached Elmshadow and Lightningpaw with a soft smile. "Good day, innit?.." He greeted, floppy ears flickering at the small comment the ShadowClanner made.

He nodded his head in agreement with Lightningpaw. It was.. strange to see the older tom talk to them. His apprentice, of all cats. D'aww. Maybe Elmshadow was softening up. To the younglings. (How old was Elmshadow again,,? Was Cowtuft still considered a "youngling"? .. Noo..) He took a seat, sitting up straight while he turned to look to the gathered leaders.

There was Twilightstar. He supposed it was strange for her to not be the first to arrive of her high ranks. ,, goodness, he hoped she was alright. He hoped the other two didn't arrive. Their medicine cats were sweet (both RiverClan and ThunderClan) but their leaders,, Cowtuft didn't entirely see their leadership qualities. Respectfully. (Ish)

And then Bumblestar arrived. (had to be. the scent of thunderclan was strong and her particular coloring and small size stuck in his mind.) Goodbye dreams.

[Starfall]

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Spiderthroat
ThunderClan Hornet Lillian

The tom weaved around the Crowd, doing his best to make his way towards the back. He did not want to be here, mainly because he didn't care about the other Clans woes and what they wished to whine about. He had enough trouble keeping up with his own Clan, and they were big enough cry babies.

Ears angled forwards, a tight frown on his maw, Spiderthroat was attempting to swim through a sea of cats.

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Silverpaw
ThunderClan Apprentice [OPEN]

The Apprentice had weaseled around the crowds of cats, finding a comfortable spot to sit as she awaited to hear the news. Although, her ears perked slightly at the sight of Fallownose being up there...where was Twilightstar? She was always a feline Silverpaw looked for. After all it was hard to be cool and pretty at the same time but there she was, doing both flawlessly.

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Eveningpaw [OPEN]
#Earth (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Earth)

The tabby was practically skipping as he made his way into the biggest clearing he'd seen. No, it wasn't a clearing it was the seastones, but it felt like the ShadowClan camp clearing. Stopped in the middle of the walkway, mouth agape as he looked around with wide eyes. Those who talked about the Gathering were liars, this was possibly the coolest thing he'd experienced since being alive. Most would count their Apprentice Ceremony, or maybe even their Warrior Ceremony.

Whipping his head around as he attempted to make sense of the awe he was feeling. It was so cool he could cry. Taking a gigantic intake of breath, the tom shifted his weight so all his paws were evenly apart, he leaned forwards and he bellowed. "HELLO EVERYONE!!" he ended with a chipper laughter.

[iliri]

She didn’t feel prepared for this. Not emotionally, mentally, or physically. Springpaw wanted to go back home and wish that she never came along into this. Every single part of her brain expected a problem to suddenly arise from just simply trekking into the gathering; each of her snow-white paws feeling like they were dragging themselves among the soft sand below. There was already too much drama uprising with her own clan and ShadowClan, and she knew for a damn well that it was just going to worsen by the time she even bothered to get herself close enough to the medicine cats’ stone. Her heart pitifully sank at the sight of almost all clans having arrived, simply meaning that ThunderClan was the second-to-last one to arrive at the gathering.

The gentle swish of the cool, nightly breeze was enough to help calm her severed nerves, but it wasn’t enough to help unease to twisted forms of butterflies in her stomach. Springpaw knew more than likely that drama was going to arise, and there wasn’t going to be any way to stop it from happening. Approaching the medicine cats’ stone, the eleven moon old calico braced herself and leapt up towards the stone; her sand-caked paws landing atop of the flat stone itself. The feeling of the cooler, flat surface of the stone beneath her paws felt better than the softer, warm feeling of the sand. Her paw-pads already felt like they were on fire just from simply trekking her way through the sand.

“Evening.” She mewed, voice neutral as she casted the rest of the medicine cats a side-ways smile. It wasn’t enough to make the dreadful upcoming of the drama willing to happen slide, but it surely could’ve been enough to at least keep the truce between the clan's medicine cats. Taking a seat in her place, the apprentice silently surveyed the clearing for any sign of her mentor. Stars, she didn’t want to do this gathering all on her own. That would be absolutely ridiculous and anxiety-inducing.

[ Omari x ghostie Ravensong Alchemist Kitsune ]

[Cowsplotch]

Mintfrost/ShadowClan/long furred pale blue-gray she-cat with green eyes

Mint frost padded up to the ginger and white tabby with a friendly expression,”Hey Irisflight” wolfish.

[elswhere]

MAPLEBIRD | THUNDERCLAN
tall battle-scarred calico with a stubby tail and one green eye
[ @open ]

➥ Because Wolfish has no inspo Maplebird sits near her clan. ( someone help me :') )

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite (https://suszone.weebly.com/hawkbite.html)]

The Enforcer followed behind his leader as they approached the Gathering. He could already feel the tension in the air. Hopefully tonight was pretty uneventful, he just wanted to get it over with and go back to his nest. He had to get Starrypaw up and ready for the fights quickly approaching them.

[open]

[Morrigan]

Firestream padded into the clearing slowly ignoring almost everyone there she had no reason to speak to them neither did she want to to her they were all insignificant she knew that was quite a cold thing to say but she was in a worse mood than usual and she didn't care. Carefully the pretty she-cat placed herself at the farthest point of the clearing a bored look on her face as she scanned the clearing with a dark blue gaze.

Nightgaze quickly trotted behind her clan wanting to stay close to them since the war with Shadowclan made tensions high and she felt uneasy well she didn't like Shadowclan in the first place but now she hated them more. The small black she-cat sat beside someone who she was pretty sure was part of Thunderclan but she was quite distracted.

BOTH OPEN

[gs29513]

What. Deadmoon knew that cats from the other clans were weird, OBVIOUSLY, but not THIS weird. This cat, rather amusingly(although she probably shouldn't consider it funny) was even more obviously disadvantaged in the legs department(at least you couldn't see her paw when she sat), and seemingly quite a few cats short of a clan up in his head, if you got her meaning. He came tottering down the sanddune, which admittedly were kindof hard to deal with, and then announced, to her, no less, that he had successfully done what every. other. cat. in. the. gathering. had done to get here. Classic.

And then, because apparently her completely baffled look and slightly prickly general air didn't put him off, this buffoon decided to inform her that he was a Thunderclan cat. She was tempted to say something along the lines of a sarcastic 'Really? It's not like you smell of squirrels or anything', but he plowed right on with nothing resembling self-consciousness. It was a bit fascinating, actually, how little he seemed to care about propriety. Like, she wasn't one for carefully scripted conversations, but this was a whole new level of disregard.

She kind of liked it.

Because of this, or possibly because she was actually getting quite bored by this time, Deadmoon decided to humor the fool and engage him in conversation. Thunderclan was the one clan she had resolved to speak to if addressed, so she couldn't well back out on her promise to herself so soon. I think she began, keeping her tone rather slow and ponderous. Perhaps she could drag out her response long enough for the seemingly rather excitable tom to get bored and explode or something. She probably(definitely) wasn't being the nicest, seeing as he seemed to mean well, but Rookie had learned all her tricks by now so this amusement could be quite enjoyable.

After a pause that felt about the right length, she continued that everyone else has an incurable case of boringitis, and is likely to drop dead any moment from their own dullness. Obviously this wasn't true, and she would have been just as happy as everyone else to stay quiet and just listen to the news from the leaders, but his question was absurd enough that she felt this rather odd answer justified. Then, deciding that she could probably drag her rather charade out a bit further, and twist it a bit more to her macabre tastes, she added I also think that you're quite lucky you ran into me instead of, say, a Shadowclanner or a Riverclanner, who might have snapped your neck.

This was also a complete fabrication, she didn't think any of them, however aggressive, were dumb enough to break the truce just yet. But maybe Mudhound would fall for it? He seemed just about dopey enough, and it would be quite funny if he agreed. How he was allowed out of camp, to a gathering, she didn't know, he seemed the type to spill clan secrets, but perhaps there was more than met the eye. If there was, she planned to find out. Or, preferably, she'd discover that there was naught but fluff between his ears and try to pump him for any information he retained. Because why not? #Earth (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Earth) Rani

[roo!]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5942&pictureid=41281
Sparrowfur - she/her - 17 moons
Puurks active: Beefed up 1

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Sparrowfur found herself wandering into the gathering after her clan. Bumblestar was pissed and wasn't afraid to show it. She looked up to the sky, praying it would stay clear. She found a nice calm place to sit and listen.

[ open! ]

[Cowsplotch]

The Doctor
Wasptail sat next to her sister trying to look posh and indignant.

[Omari]

Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

Drizzlecloud had been closer to the back of the large group of Thunderclan cats when they had arrived, hence why she appeared a few moments after her apprentice. She weaved through her clanmates, head held up high so that she could see past everyone to look to where the other medicine cats were sitting. Springpaw was already there, so she’d better get up there fast, huh?

She picked up the pace, trotting up to where Springpaw, Elmshadow, Cowtuft and Lightningpaw were sat. Upon her appearance, she trilled in greeting, tail flicking behind her as if she were waving at them. “Hello, everyone. Hope you’ve been well.”

No sign of Riverclan yet, huh? She didn’t make a comment on that quite yet, since everyone surely could make that observation themselves. Hopefully they were alright and would arrive soon, though?

[ ares , x ghostie , Ravensong , and Alchemist Kitsune ]

[Morrigan]

The Doctor
Wasptail sat next to her sister trying to look posh and indignant.
Firestream glanced at her sister in annoyance and rolled her eyes "What in Starclan's name are you doing?" she asked unimpressed at her Wasptail's attempts to look fancy ot whatever "Try harder" she muttered curtly as she already knew the answer.

Nightgaze just sat there silently and let out a yawn she wanted to leave so bad she hated this she wanted to be in her nest not near Shadowclanners! But the small black she-cat just stared blankly at the sea of cats with her shocking bright green gaze ,which was where her name came from.

OPEN

[Alchemist Kitsune]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5825&pictureid=39319
| Sprucepaw |

What was wrong with him? Why oh why had he agreed to this? To come to this gathering of cultists saluting and worshiping the moon and stars? He could barely stomach a meeting with just the strange clan that had taken him in. What in the world made him think adding a whole three other clans was a good idea? Honestly, his intellect was of such caliber even he had difficulty keeping up with it sometimes.

Staying as low to the ground as he could, silky brown fur resembling a sea urchin as he looked to all sides expecting an ambush at any moment, he moved awkwardly amongst the cats gathered, resembling a very, very furry crab. Truth be told, he had no idea who was who. He barely knew who his clanmates were, and now he was supposed to find out who everyone else was? Nope. No thank you. He was out. ... If he could remember where out was. He... he hadn't bothered paying attention to the route they'd taken.

Damn it! This was a travesty! A catastrophe! What was he supposed to do surrounded by all these cats? Could he maybe pretend he was sleeping? And why were all of these cats so big?! Seriously, with the exception of a few wiry, starving looking cats, where were the kits? Did they only bring the big felines to show off to these things? If that was the case, Angry was at a big disadvantage here. Not The Boulder. At least they could represent them just fine here. Ugh... Fine. Guess he could find a spot and see what this whole shindig was about. Anything to blend in and keep his spot in ThunderClan, he supposed.

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| Open |

[Cowsplotch]

Wasptail pretended not to notice as she started to groom herself taking care to make it look like she was only here because she had nothing else to do. The Doctor

[Watermeloon]

GHOSTPAW
#Earth (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Earth)
Alchemist Kitsune

The apprentice skulked around in the shadows, noticeable due to her shining silvery pelt. Yes...There was tension in the air, definitely between ShadowClan and ThunderClan, yep yep, definitely yes. Ghostpaw decided to make a few alliances, since she was kinda lonely, hovering around in the darkness under bushes and shrubbery.

She bolted out suddenly, and tripped right over some other cat, who seemed to be around her age. The 'paw froze, unsure whether to fight or take flight, or... apologize??? The she-cat finally decided on the last option.

"Oh, ah... Sorry...? I wasn't looking where I was going... Do you know where all the ThunderClan cats are?" she blurted, instantly whipping out her long bushy tail and covering her muzzle. Stop saying weird things! she chided herself, heat rising in her face.

Ghostpaw stepped hesitantly closer. Whisper would have approved of her making friends. This cat... smelled like her, in a way. He had a faint ThunderClan-ish scent about him, but also... She sniffed quickly, quietly. Heaps of confusion and loneliness, awkwardness and wariness thrown in as well.

Who was this ThunderClan apprentice, similar to Ghostpaw's own self in some ways? "Uh...Hello?" Ghostpaw managed, before her voicebox went into override, freezing up.

[Rani]

@gs29513 (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=12246) #Air (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Air) (Just fyi Muddy is AFAB and nonbinary using they/them pronouns! No need to edit the previous post just informing you)

So, Mudhounds rper would promise they werent usually this stupid but that'd be a lie. They had thought that they were blind last meeting because they'd looked at the sun and didnt seems to figure out how to 'fix' the problem (read find shade) unless poor Spingpaw the medicine cat apprentice showed them. Instead, Mudhound's rper promised still waters run deep and that the large tripod was smart in their own way and made up for the bad parts by being a genuinely nice cat.

Still Deadmoon was not getting a good first impression here as, as predicted, they got very twitchy and eager waiting for the warrior to finish their thought and even started unconsciously digging a little sand hole below their front paws. Then it got worse. Because for a good moment there Mudhound looked like they full on believed the bit of sarcasm about the 'incurable disease'.

"Oh no! Boringitus sound horrible how did this happen?! I hope the medicine cats are- Wait....." BEHOLD! A SUDDEN SPARK OF THOUGHT! "That was a joke! Oooooooh hehehe that's actually kinda funny! Im lucky then I found a cat who isnt boring and is kinda witty!"

The kinda.... Pseudo threat? Warning? Flew right above the warriors head as their one back leg lifted to itch at folded ears, tongue sticking slightly out in thought. "Mmmmm I dunno if they'd be able to manage.... Everyones generally kinda.... Small so they might have difficulty snapping my neck." It was a fair point, Mudhound towered over most of the cats present being a large maine coon mix of decent muscle mass. It'd take a larger more aggressive cat to manage and they had pointedly not approached the 'meaner' looking cats. "Plus its a gathering! Were meant to be nice, I dont think Bumble-si-star. Bumblestar would just let a clanmate be attacked outta the blue." Whoops almost said Bumble-sis there. A gathering was not the place to disrespect their sister by calling her by her nickname.

"Why Riverclan though? I get Shadowclan, we're fighting with them and I beat up a couple of their members in the battle but we've been.... Calm(?) with Riverclan for a bit. Like theyre not our allies and the leader guy is 'slippery', Bumblestar said, but theyre not just gonna snap necks."
Didnt think the rock-brain was smart enough to pick up on that one hmm? Well you got a bit of info in return for it but are not being questioned about that little tidbit. It wasnt probing however, more of honest confusion and curiosity.

[Morrigan]

Wasptail pretended not to notice as she started to groom herself taking care to make it look like she was only here because she had nothing else to do. The Doctor
Firestream signed in annoyance " Sometimes I wonder if your just rude or stupid" she muttered curtly and also started gromming her shoulder.

[elswhere]

https://i.ibb.co/g9BfC98/sleetybear.png
cred. to @/Roo_! for icon

SLEETHOUND
large white cat with silver tabby patches and blue eyes - they/them
Purrks Active: None

Suprisingly, WindClan was the first to arrive. Sleethound slunk back behind a couple older warriors, keeping Fallownose's head in their sight as they slowly made their way over onto the rocky shore of Seastones, the soft lapping of waves against the beach soothed the large cat's mind, letting their shoulders sag in released tension. Crossing RiverClan territory to get to the Gathering was already nerve-wracking enough without the added tension the Clan had felt towards the water-loving cats. Even as the clan found their spot on Seastones, Fallownose took his usual perch while Twilightstar slowly made her way weakly to the where the leaders gathered. All the while ShadowClan stench filled Sleethound's nostrils as Dawnstar and her ragtag group of cats filed near WindClan, making their fur bristle slightly. The large cat could see the two scarred leaders share a nod of greeting and turn away.

Nothing much going on, yet.

[ @/lillian - fallow mention, @/undertaker - dawn mention, @/moonraven - twilight mention, open for interaction! ]

[lem~]

[ALL MY INTERACTIONS ARE OPEN UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE]

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BerryFrost
[She/They|Abrosexual|Demigirl|A russet she-cat with one green and blue eye|Born emotionless]
BerryFrost sat down in the clearing and looked around, her shiny russet orange fur glimmering in the moonlight. As her two different colored eyes scanned the over the cats at the gathering, she noticed there were a lot of angry and tense cats from what she could see. She saw AlderStep doing whatever deputies did at gatherings. She was hoping this gathering wouldn't get insane, for her and Alder's sake.

[ navarra - AlderStep Mention ]

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SourPaw
[She/Her|Lesbian|Trans female|A pale cream she-cat with yellow eyes]
SourPaw looked around for her mentor, SparrowFur. The small pale cream she-cat had to squeeze between the crowded cats and her yellow eyes searched for her mentor.

"SparrowFur?" She called out once as he continued looking.

[ Roo_! - SparrowFur Mention ]

[Rose]

Firestorm
___________


“Aww thank you~” Firestorm chirped in thanks, smiling at Berryfrost’s dramatic reaction. Aww Berryfrost was still all shy, even though they’d known eachother for ages now. She was just so cute! Well, wanting to make the first step towards being actual friends, Firestorm wasn’t going to just allow her denmate to uncomfortably sit alone!

”Hahaha!” She threw her head back in a cheerful laugh before giving the other warrior a playful smile. ”No need t’be so nervous! I won’t bite ya,” the orange tabby promised before teasingly adding ”Maybe~”

Erupting into a fit of laughter, Firestorm tried her best to stifle it. Okay maybe that was a little mean, but she couldn’t help it! Their two personalities were like oil and water, and the more extroverted of the two was having the time of her life teasing her companion.
Berryfrost (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/berry-1)
She/Her

Face turning pink with unease.. or perhaps it was leftover embarrassment, Berryfrost flicked her gaze towards the starry night sky, swallowing the lump in her throat. How the heck was she supposed to respond to someone with as boisterous a personality as Firestorm?

The other warriors' words were getting more bold by the minute, and now, after hearing that remark on biting, Berryfrost just wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole. "Thank..." She trailed off awkwardly, wondering what she was supposed to say. "..you?"

Nope, that hadn't been right at all, because now Berryfrost felt like she was melting, ears turning red with shame. "Um.. How. Are you?" That was good to say, yes? Ah, the speckled damsel was even worse at communicating than before. She really needed to find cats aside from Snowybreeze and talk to them more often.


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yarrowcrest // he/him // 16 moons
purrks active: mind reader

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Might as well pass the time, right? Who knows when Riverclan was going to show up, and sitting, watching the leaders was just making him anxious. Gatherings were interesting to him... A moment of peace-- at least, it was meant to be-- between the clans. A time where cats can speak with one another without treading over one another's borders. So when he spots the cat he had helped out of that ditch a little while back... Well, it would only be polite of him to say hello, right?

Padding over, tail raised, he approaches Larkfire with a small smile. She looked pissed off beyond belief but he wasn't going to let him stop him. Unless she started threatening him, or something, then it would stop him.

"Hello again. It's good to see you in good health." He meows politely, stopping a few feet from her. Personal space was important, especially with those you didn't know very well. "I'm Yarrowcrest. I'm sorry for not introducing myself to you sooner."

[ #fire (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=fire) ]
171 words = 34 pts.

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk

Well, Larkfire hadn't been exactly expecting to be approached that fast. Amber hues instantly flicked towards the tom that'd rescued her not too long ago from being stuck infinitely in an idiotic pitfall. What was he called again... ah, she'd never caught his name. How embarrassing. Then again, she'd been busy trying to get her ass saved. Really, the whole falling-into-gaps-and-needing-a-savior thing was getting old now. Larkfire was damn right tired of being the damsel in distress, mind you. Hear that, fate? Stop meddling, you unnecessary meddler!

Staring at the ThunderClanner approaching, Larkfire realized belatedly that her eyes were narrowed against her will, and had to blink a couple times to stop glaring as if he was the reason for all her plights. Good health, ha. She was going to go strangle crowfood or something after this. Speaking of food... and crows... gah, it's been too long since Larkfire had eaten crow. Actually, nevermind. Thinking of any kind of bird made her want to puke all over again. Why was she even named Lark? She didn't think larks would taste very good right now.

Ugh, stupid stomachbug.

Pursing her lips for a moment, Larkfire realized she'd gone silent for too long, and swung her head back in Yarrowcrest's direction, belatedly picking up on his name. He was sorry? Gosh, she was being let off the hook easily for being a total dimwit. Eh, that worked fine by her. She didn't want to have to chip down her pride any more than necessary.

"You reckon larks taste worse than crows?" Oh. Damnnit, there went her nonchalant air. She had not meant to say that at all. It was word vomit, or something like that. Vomit seemed to be the light of her life, recently. All kinds of it. Ew. She still needed to find out why. "That's not what I meant to say." She spoke eventually, grimacing slightly. "I'm Larkfire..." Oh, bleeding burning skies. That name just got ten times more awkward after what she'd blurted.

Stars rest her soul. Her very, vomit-inclined soul, that was.

[roo!]

[ALL MY INTERACTIONS ARE OPEN UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE]

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BerryFrost
[She/They|Abrosexual|Demigirl|A russet she-cat with one green and blue eye|Born emotionless]
BerryFrost sat down in the clearing and looked around, her shiny russet orange fur glimmering in the moonlight. As her two different colored eyes scanned the over the cats at the gathering, she noticed there were a lot of angry and tense cats from what she could see. She saw AlderStep doing whatever deputies did at gatherings. She was hoping this gathering wouldn't get insane, for her and Alder's sake.

[ navarra - AlderStep Mention ]

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SourPaw
[She/Her|Lesbian|Trans female|A pale cream she-cat with yellow eyes]
SourPaw looked around for her mentor, SparrowFur. The small pale cream she-cat had to squeeze between the crowded cats and her yellow eyes searched for her mentor.

"SparrowFur?" She called out once as he continued looking.

[ Roo_! - SparrowFur Mention ]
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Sparrowfur - she/her - 17 moons
Beefed Up 1 - ACTIVE

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Sparrowfur's ears pricked up at the sound of her name being called. She turned her head gingerly towards the caller, smiling to see her apprentice.

"Sourpaw! You can come sit by me if you like." she purred.

[Rose]

Mapleface (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/mapleface)
She/Her


Mapleface was wholly, entirely, persistently certain that she would not be missing this Gathering. Not after the last one had quite literally exploded. She was not leaving her little brother all alone. Except, well, the Red Queen had no idea where her little brother was. He'd been acting antsy for quite a while now, and at first she'd assumed it was because he was harboring a crush. Now, though, she was just downright confused.

Where was her baby brother, and what was he doing?

[ Open ]

[silver.]

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Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk

Well, Larkfire hadn't been exactly expecting to be approached that fast. Amber hues instantly flicked towards the tom that'd rescued her not too long ago from being stuck infinitely in an idiotic pitfall. What was he called again... ah, she'd never caught his name. How embarrassing. Then again, she'd been busy trying to get her ass saved. Really, the whole falling-into-gaps-and-needing-a-savior thing was getting old now. Larkfire was damn right tired of being the damsel in distress, mind you. Hear that, fate? Stop meddling, you unnecessary meddler!

Staring at the ThunderClanner approaching, Larkfire realized belatedly that her eyes were narrowed against her will, and had to blink a couple times to stop glaring as if he was the reason for all her plights. Good health, ha. She was going to go strangle crowfood or something after this. Speaking of food... and crows... gah, it's been too long since Larkfire had eaten crow. Actually, nevermind. Thinking of any kind of bird made her want to puke all over again. Why was she even named Lark? She didn't think larks would taste very good right now.

Ugh, stupid stomachbug.

Pursing her lips for a moment, Larkfire realized she'd gone silent for too long, and swung her head back in Yarrowcrest's direction, belatedly picking up on his name. He was sorry? Gosh, she was being let off the hook easily for being a total dimwit. Eh, that worked fine by her. She didn't want to have to chip down her pride any more than necessary.

"You reckon larks taste worse than crows?" Oh. Damnnit, there went her nonchalant air. She had not meant to say that at all. It was word vomit, or something like that. Vomit seemed to be the light of her life, recently. All kinds of it. Ew. She still needed to find out why. "That's not what I meant to say." She spoke eventually, grimacing slightly. "I'm Larkfire..." Oh, bleeding burning skies. That name just got ten times more awkward after what she'd blurted.

Stars rest her soul. Her very, vomit-inclined soul, that was.
[/QUOTE]

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yarrowcrest // he/him // 17 moons
purrks active: mind reader

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What an odd way to say hello... In all honesty, it was a decent icebreaker. Though he had approached the Shadowclanner, he honestly hadn't really given much thought as to what he was going to talk to her about. He just wanted to mingle, meet new cats, get a read on how others felt about the rising tensions... For now though he'd indulge in a perfectly polite, and not-at-all-filled-with-hatred conversation with the other young cat. He found speaking to others around his age was a bit easier than approaching well-versed warriors... After all, they had been to many gatherings and this was his very first one. A quiet chuckle leaves him in response, his at first quite unsure smile widening into one with a bit more conviction.

"That's alright. It's nice to meet you officially, Larkfire." Had he ever eaten either bird was the question he had to himself. Sometimes he could be a bit picky with birds, since he enjoyed dove so very much, so he thinks that the answer is no. "Hmm... Well, I've tried quite a few different birds but I don't think either of those are on that list. From what I've heard crows taste pretty dreadful... I doubt larks would taste worst than birds that feed on such gross things."

An anxious glance to his surroundings to see if anyone else was nearby, he decides to delve into a bit deeper of a conversation. It was rare he had a chance to talk to a cat from Shadowclan so this was maybe his chance to get another opinion.

"How do you feel about this? You know... Everything that's going on."

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275 words = 55 pts.

[Dakotaa]

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꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷ ☁︎ ☂︎ ☁︎ ꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷
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| ⛆ Open ⛆ |
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˚₊‧꒰ა ☁︎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

⛆ Oh golly…! She was welcomed at gatherings again! She felt sooo awkward entering, since the last time, she saw her little… Fling fall for someone else… She’d never recover from such brutal embarrassment…! FrogPaw looks around for a familiar face, someone she could sit beside and chat with… She didn’t want to talk to scum from outside her clan however, maybe a RiverClan apprentice… BUT DEFINITELY NO ONE FROM WINDCLAN OR SHADOWCLAN…! Eww!

⛆ Everyone was so ugly…! No one had muscles, cool scars, big paws or fantastic hair… No one except for ThunderClans resident, violence addicted teen, CracklePaw…! Ugh, she was gonna have a panic attack…! Where was crackles anyways? She couldn’t have anyone from outside the clan talking to him… For his safety and theirs- I mean, look at the guy! He basically flattens every nest he sits on…! He’d surely take down any of the scrawny cats that were here.

⛆ Maybe she was afraid of CracklePaw… No, most definitely she was… She only knew a fraction of what he was capable of after following him, snooping through his things, it gave her goosebumps…! And she liked it. The rush of violence, of fear, made her feel this sort of high she couldn’t put into words… It felt so good… So risky… It made her hungry… Giggling to herself like a school girl, her claws draw out, causing her to frown… Her claws were more blunt than a tree stump, completely flat… FrogPaw blames the twolegs…

˚₊‧꒰ა ☁︎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
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[Neptune.]

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*-Lichenpaw-*
1/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye



LATE!! Lichenpaw could not believe that she was LATE!! And to her first gathering no less!! She had nearly slipped on the sand once she skidded into the clearing, almost tumbling right over her paws and landing flat on her face, gaining a mouthful of that yucky sand in the process - BLEGH!! Luckily she managed not to in the end, righting herself rather precariously on only her front two paws before shaking her fur out and laughing at herself. It wasn't that she was clumsy, not exactly, she was just... over eager. Still, dramatic (and slightly late) entrance aside, the young calico joined the rest of her clan with a smile, sitting more on the edge so she could peer over at the cats from the other clans. It didn't smell like there were four clans here yet. She hadn't exactly toured the borders yet, but that wasn't a huge deal when picking out clan scents; sniffing the air she caught WindClan's own heathery and grassy scent and smiled, she could also pick some grosser smells that almost felt heavier in her mouth, but neither of them carried the clarity of water so it had to be ShadowClan and ThunderClan.

Proud of her deduction skill, the apprentice sat down and looked around some more, tail thumping the sand happily, excited to see so many cats around, though she had to turn her head a lot to get the whole picture, her blind spot providing a slightly blurry image on her right side. Up ahead somewhere was Sleethound, her mentor, should she go over and say hi? Hmmmmm... maybe, but she wanted to take in more of the clearing first, maybe talk to some cats from other clans! Despite the terrible smell, the conversation definitely had to be interesting!

<><><><><>

{ saturn. - Sleethound mention }
Otherwise open !!

[lem~]

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Sparrowfur - she/her - 17 moons
Beefed Up 1 - ACTIVE

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Sparrowfur's ears pricked up at the sound of her name being called. She turned her head gingerly towards the caller, smiling to see her apprentice.

"Sourpaw! You can come sit by me if you like." she purred.


SourPaw
[She/Her|Thunderclan]
"Oh thank starclan! There are so many cats here!" She said, exhaling and padding over.

[roo!]

SourPaw
[She/Her|Thunderclan]
"Oh thank starclan! There are so many cats here!" She said, exhaling and padding over.
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Sparrowfur - she/her - 17 moons
Beefed up 1 - ACTIVE

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Sparrowfur smiles softly, recalling her Gatherings as an apprentice. So many cats in one place, it freaked her out a bit. But then she got to talking to the rest of the apprentices.. and Starclan knows how much she likes to talk.

"Have you gotten a chance to speak to the other apprentices yet?" She spoke over the noise.

[willooowfeather]

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SPOTTEDFIRE
he/him/his - 12 moons
| OPEN |


There was a crowd still. Spottedfire didn't know what was going on, but his eyes trailed to the gathered cats, unsure of what, if anything, was being said. The cats that everyone seemed to listen to liked to talk, which did absolute chaos for his head.

How'd he get here, anyway?

[Rose]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=6059&pictureid=41491
yarrowcrest // he/him // 17 moons
purrks active: mind reader

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What an odd way to say hello... In all honesty, it was a decent icebreaker. Though he had approached the Shadowclanner, he honestly hadn't really given much thought as to what he was going to talk to her about. He just wanted to mingle, meet new cats, get a read on how others felt about the rising tensions... For now though he'd indulge in a perfectly polite, and not-at-all-filled-with-hatred conversation with the other young cat. He found speaking to others around his age was a bit easier than approaching well-versed warriors... After all, they had been to many gatherings and this was his very first one. A quiet chuckle leaves him in response, his at first quite unsure smile widening into one with a bit more conviction.

"That's alright. It's nice to meet you officially, Larkfire." Had he ever eaten either bird was the question he had to himself. Sometimes he could be a bit picky with birds, since he enjoyed dove so very much, so he thinks that the answer is no. "Hmm... Well, I've tried quite a few different birds but I don't think either of those are on that list. From what I've heard crows taste pretty dreadful... I doubt larks would taste worst than birds that feed on such gross things."

An anxious glance to his surroundings to see if anyone else was nearby, he decides to delve into a bit deeper of a conversation. It was rare he had a chance to talk to a cat from Shadowclan so this was maybe his chance to get another opinion.

"How do you feel about this? You know... Everything that's going on."

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275 words = 55 pts.
Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk


Oh no. Bird talk. Why had she brought this up? It was making her want to gag, and then puke, but yknow .. she couldn't really vomit if there was nothing in her stomach in the first place. Larkfire hadn't eaten anything since she'd thrown up this morning, and now she was paying for it. Literally. Her stomach seemed to have grown legs and was kicking her. What the hell?! Unruly, starsdamned stomachs. Fine! She'd eat something when she got home, if this agony would ever stop. Grunting quietly with displeasure, the slender molly hunched over a moment, attempting to grimace away the pain.

It didn't help (surprise, surprise!), and only made her look like a socially-anxious grouch, but whatever. Usually she liked birds. Usually. Today, just the mention of them seemed to be her arch-nemesis. "No more bird talk." She blurted randomly, cringing slightly at her lack of sensible output this Gathering. Larkfire never lost her cool, not in front of others, but today she felt like someone had pulled out her insides and was squeezing them like a... a... Ugh, she couldn't even think straight enough to finish a thought.

She was started to feel bad for the lad beside her. His anxiety was probably mounting with every word she spewed out randomly. So much for being a ShadowClan elite. Yarrowcrest probably thought she was deranged. Which, let's face it, was a very likely possibility at the moment. Her body relaxed considerably when the tom didn't press the matter on birds. The last thing she wanted to do was vomit on him. Which, technically, would be both utterly mortifying and maniacally hilarious.

Pshaw. Save my life? Here's my thank-you card.

Bleeding burning skies. Okay, those thoughts didn't seem as funny anymore. She would be fine. Ah. Well, she was mostly fine until that question. It had Larkfire stiffening with distrust on multiple different levels. She was an Enforcer, for crying out loud. She wasn't going to give away information. Sharp, amber gaze flitting to her companion, Larkfire assessed Yarrowcrest for a moment before replying; "It's not my job to wonder. Or feel. What Dawnstar says, we comply."

Damn her to every circle of hell if she didn't listen to her mother after all the promises she'd made. Larkfire had taken an oath to the Shadow Queen. She had no intention of going back on it.

[silver.]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk


Oh no. Bird talk. Why had she brought this up? It was making her want to gag, and then puke, but yknow .. she couldn't really vomit if there was nothing in her stomach in the first place. Larkfire hadn't eaten anything since she'd thrown up this morning, and now she was paying for it. Literally. Her stomach seemed to have grown legs and was kicking her. What the hell?! Unruly, starsdamned stomachs. Fine! She'd eat something when she got home, if this agony would ever stop. Grunting quietly with displeasure, the slender molly hunched over a moment, attempting to grimace away the pain.

It didn't help (surprise, surprise!), and only made her look like a socially-anxious grouch, but whatever. Usually she liked birds. Usually. Today, just the mention of them seemed to be her arch-nemesis. "No more bird talk." She blurted randomly, cringing slightly at her lack of sensible output this Gathering. Larkfire never lost her cool, not in front of others, but today she felt like someone had pulled out her insides and was squeezing them like a... a... Ugh, she couldn't even think straight enough to finish a thought.

She was started to feel bad for the lad beside her. His anxiety was probably mounting with every word she spewed out randomly. So much for being a ShadowClan elite. Yarrowcrest probably thought she was deranged. Which, let's face it, was a very likely possibility at the moment. Her body relaxed considerably when the tom didn't press the matter on birds. The last thing she wanted to do was vomit on him. Which, technically, would be both utterly mortifying and maniacally hilarious.

Pshaw. Save my life? Here's my thank-you card.

Bleeding burning skies. Okay, those thoughts didn't seem as funny anymore. She would be fine. Ah. Well, she was mostly fine until that question. It had Larkfire stiffening with distrust on multiple different levels. She was an Enforcer, for crying out loud. She wasn't going to give away information. Sharp, amber gaze flitting to her companion, Larkfire assessed Yarrowcrest for a moment before replying; "It's not my job to wonder. Or feel. What Dawnstar says, we comply."

Damn her to every circle of hell if she didn't listen to her mother after all the promises she'd made. Larkfire had taken an oath to the Shadow Queen. She had no intention of going back on it.


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yarrowcrest // he/him // 17 moons
purrks active: mind reader

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Dawnstar didn't allow her warriors to... Feel? Or think? It was obvious that she didn't trust him and with recent goings on, he didn't blame her. So maybe it was a cover-up? An attempt to get him to drop the conversation? Yarrowcrest didn't know very much about Shadowclan but it seems as though the more he learns the more he worries for the cats that live there. It dawns on him, on top of the worry, that perhaps this was the fate of the Thunderclan warriors as well. With the recent meeting, how long until the murderous decree was enforced? The young warrior swallows hard, glancing off to scan over the groups of cats mingling all around them. The cacophony was difficult to block out for sure. Larkfire didn't look to be bothered by all the noise. If anything right now she looked bothered by his innocent curiosity.

Blue meets amber, brows furrowed in concern. He knows it shouldn't bother him. They were from warring clans. If they met again, in the same situation they had before, Bumblestar would have wanted to leave her to die in that ditch. No-- she would have wanted him to help her out just to stab her in the back. Would the cat before him really do the same? Ah, what was he thinking! Now he was beginning to grow distrustful! He needed to stay levelheaded. Here, no one was out to get him. And Larkfire certainly wasn't shoving hostility down his throat by any means.

"Sorry if it's a touchy subject." Oh yeah, nice one, mouse-brain. Of course it was a touchy subject. It's war. "I just wanted your opinion since you don't seem like you want to claw my eyes out like I'm sure some other cats would want to. Either that or you're very good at hiding it."

Well, if Shadowclan cats weren't allowed to express their feelings on serious matters like this, then it would make sense if she wasn't going to outwardly show whatever distaste she was probably harboring. Yarrowcrest didn't get it-- loyalty was one thing. Blindness was another. Didn't anyone else understand that one bad egg doesn't mean the whole nest is rotten? Still, at least he felt peace knowing that she was alive and well after their encounter. Unlike... Some other cats... He didn't want her dead.

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391 words = 78 pts.

[Cowsplotch]

The Doctor
Wasptail flicked her russet tail at Firestream’s back “You missed a spot.”

[Morrigan]

The Doctor
Wasptail flicked her russet tail at Firestream’s back “You missed a spot.”
Firestream scoffed "I thought you were deaf" her voice still curt and her dark blue eyes still not looking at her sister "And no I didn't" she retorted rudely.

[Morrigan]

Nightgaze sighed loudly she was so bored and there were so many Shadowclanners she hated it! Growling quietly the small black she-cat rose to her paws and padded quickly to the farthest and darkness point of the clearing avoiding every cat and sat down sulking angrily.

OPEN

[Eden]

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Rufflepaw
Muscled Ginger cashmere bengal ▵ He/Him ▵ 6moons
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Rufflepaw was late but he still showed up to this so-called gathering that others talked about back at home. He also decided that since his mentor was here that he would be here too! So far it looked like all the clans were here but Riverclan, still gagged at the smell of fish. He glanced around at all the cats that had gathered so far and none of them looked cool or tough, at least in his eyes. Especially looking at the thunderclanners here, they looked like a twig-looking squirrel. Something that they could be crushed beneath him if he probably tried to sit on one of them. Psh, once he learned a few good battle moves it was going to be over for whatever cat decided to pick a fight with him. For now the ginger tom too a seat in the next open spot he could find and see what happens around gatherings.

[open]

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[lem~]

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Sparrowfur - she/her - 17 moons
Beefed up 1 - ACTIVE

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Sparrowfur smiles softly, recalling her Gatherings as an apprentice. So many cats in one place, it freaked her out a bit. But then she got to talking to the rest of the apprentices.. and Starclan knows how much she likes to talk.

"Have you gotten a chance to speak to the other apprentices yet?" She spoke over the noise.




SourPaw
[She/Her|Thunderclan apprentice]
The pale cream she-cat shook her head.

"No...I was too nervous..." She said timidly.

[OPEN FOR AN APPRENTICE TO WHISK HER AWAY INTO A CONVO WITH THEM]

[lem~]

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*-Lichenpaw-*
1/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye



LATE!! Lichenpaw could not believe that she was LATE!! And to her first gathering no less!! She had nearly slipped on the sand once she skidded into the clearing, almost tumbling right over her paws and landing flat on her face, gaining a mouthful of that yucky sand in the process - BLEGH!! Luckily she managed not to in the end, righting herself rather precariously on only her front two paws before shaking her fur out and laughing at herself. It wasn't that she was clumsy, not exactly, she was just... over eager. Still, dramatic (and slightly late) entrance aside, the young calico joined the rest of her clan with a smile, sitting more on the edge so she could peer over at the cats from the other clans. It didn't smell like there were four clans here yet. She hadn't exactly toured the borders yet, but that wasn't a huge deal when picking out clan scents; sniffing the air she caught WindClan's own heathery and grassy scent and smiled, she could also pick some grosser smells that almost felt heavier in her mouth, but neither of them carried the clarity of water so it had to be ShadowClan and ThunderClan.

Proud of her deduction skill, the apprentice sat down and looked around some more, tail thumping the sand happily, excited to see so many cats around, though she had to turn her head a lot to get the whole picture, her blind spot providing a slightly blurry image on her right side. Up ahead somewhere was Sleethound, her mentor, should she go over and say hi? Hmmmmm... maybe, but she wanted to take in more of the clearing first, maybe talk to some cats from other clans! Despite the terrible smell, the conversation definitely had to be interesting!

<><><><><>

{ saturn. - Sleethound mention }
Otherwise open !!
SourPaw
[She/Her|Lesbian|Trans female|Thunderclan|Pale cream she-cat with yellow eyes]
The pale cream she-cat watched the apprentice's entrance and giggled. She glanced at SparrowFur and quickly said "I'll be back!"

SourPaw started padding over but then stopped. Her thoughts started flooding but she shoved them away.

"Hi! I'm SourPaw! What's your name?" She asked, excited.

[ Roo_! - SparrowFur Mention ]

[SunsetWhisker]

Sunsetslash

A large black and red tom with green eyes
12 moons
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Late for the first time ever Sunsetslash was late, he padded into the clearing and he wasn't used to being late sure he didn't want to be late but he was after all it was his first gathering since he became a warrior, he wasn't going to come but he did as he changed his mind so he sat down seeing many cats his anxiety kicking in a small bit

|Open for interrations|

[Saki]

Starry :P

StarryLight

A deep navy blue bisexual she with star-like spots and brown fade on her legs, ears, and tail with a tendency to switch moods quickly.


Starrylight flicked her tail, quite bored and quite lonely. She was pretty sure that her friend, Drippingpelt was back at camp so she might as well start talking to others. Hmm, who would be a potential friend? insert name is ok but their a little mean sometimes. SunsetSlash, seems nice enough, younger warrior but that's ok.

``Hi SunsetSlash!`` She mewed, calling him over, ``Im Starrylight of Shadowclan, you must be Thunderclan! You smell of mice and birds, not that that's a bad thing... heh``

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SunsetWhisker

[SunsetWhisker]

Sunsetslash
________

Sunsetslash padded over to her and meowed clearly a bit nervous "O-oh hi it's nice to m-meet you Starrylight and you are r-right I am from Thunderclan usually I smell like Lavender, Sunflowers and another flower I don't remember the name of."

Starry :P

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[Neptune.]

SourPaw
[She/Her|Lesbian|Trans female|Thunderclan|Pale cream she-cat with yellow eyes]
The pale cream she-cat watched the apprentice's entrance and giggled. She glanced at SparrowFur and quickly said "I'll be back!"

SourPaw started padding over but then stopped. Her thoughts started flooding but she shoved them away.

"Hi! I'm SourPaw! What's your name?" She asked, excited.

[ Roo_! - SparrowFur Mention ]

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*-Lichenpaw-*
2/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye



There was another apprentice talking to her? How exciting! She didn't even need to seek anyone out herself if they would all just come to her!! From the smell of the cat - and the fact that that she'd never seen her in WindClan before - she had to be from one of the other two here, but which one? Sourpaw didn't smell like dead things though, a smell she'd often heard used to describe ShadowClan, dead things and rats, so she must be ThunderClan! 'Oh yeah, Lichenpaw, you're a fantastic detective!' She thought happily.

"Hi!" She greeted the other apprentice back, "I'm Lichenpaw! Is this your first gathering? It's mine! I'm so excited!"

[MockingRabbit]

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Rufflepaw
Muscled Ginger cashmere bengal ▵ He/Him ▵ 6moons
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Rufflepaw was late but he still showed up to this so-called gathering that others talked about back at home. He also decided that since his mentor was here that he would be here too! So far it looked like all the clans were here but Riverclan, still gagged at the smell of fish. He glanced around at all the cats that had gathered so far and none of them looked cool or tough, at least in his eyes. Especially looking at the thunderclanners here, they looked like a twig-looking squirrel. Something that they could be crushed beneath him if he probably tried to sit on one of them. Psh, once he learned a few good battle moves it was going to be over for whatever cat decided to pick a fight with him. For now the ginger tom too a seat in the next open spot he could find and see what happens around gatherings.

[open]

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I am going to my first gathering. The excitement he felt at this notion, plus the strong tang of the wild garlic he had rubbed into his fur once he had learned he was going, helped to keep his mind in the present, because it would be embarrassing if he started to stare at the sky, or the treetops or something mid-conversation, and he didn’t want to get embarrassed in front of his new friends. Friends? Could he call them that? Was he allowed to? They would in different clans after all, and no matter how nice they seemed to be, he had to remain loyal to his own clan. That was not to say he should go attacking other cats, because there was a treaty under the full moon.

Dreampaw continued to follow his leader, almost got lost a few times or tripped over logs, because he was watching the stars and the clouds, but always managed to catch up with everyone else. When at last they got to Seastones, Dreampaw was blasted with two initial scents. ShadowClan and... WindClan, he decided. The former was easy to pick out, but the latter he had to compare and decide that it smelt nothing like RiverClan. Stars... There are so many. The light-brown apprentice watched as the ThunderClan cats joined up, and found it hard to believe that there was still another clan to come.

Dreampaw trundled into the gathering, and decided that he best try to mingle with cats closer to his own age, so apprentices. He looked about, and it wasn’t hard to find one so much as chose one. He padded closer to one of the closer ones, a ShadowClan tom, by the scent of him. While it was quite a harsh smell, it wasn’t completely unpleasant. He guessed that most cats would call his scent unpleasant though, soaked as it was in wild garlic. “Hi there,” he mewed to the other apprentice. “My name is Dreampaw.”

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[elaif]

( This is a lengthy post, so if you want to get to the important bits go to paragraphs 3 and 4)

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| Beefed Up tier 1|
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Was he late? He sure hoped not.
Continuing his way down to Seastones, Cracklepaws grip on the object in his jaw tightened. Amber hues scorching the clearing before him, the apprentice took a moment to collect his thoughts. It was time to cause a stir, whether the result of this stunt was big or small, it mattered not. The only thing that he wanted was to be heard. To let every High Ranking cat on that damn pile of pebbles know that Thunderclan wasn't fooling around. That he wasn't fooling around. In the end, what would it be worth? What would this bring? Hmmm, good question. A question that would only be answered at the end of the gathering. Hopefully it wouldn't leave him in immediate danger, no one would be brave enough to try and kill him here, right? It was the gathering after all... there was a truce. No one dare break it... Well except for him, that is.

Finally stepping into the very edge of the clearing, a faint grin slid across his angular maw. The thrill of being here was slowly started taking a toll as little spikes of excitement ran throughout his entire being. This was going to be fun!! Even if the most important cats here didn't pay him any attention, he was sure he would scare at least someone with his little present. The gift could be considered harrowing, at least to some cats, so the matter of making some unsettled wasn't to difficult to conclude. Asides from any possible weaklings here, he was sure there were a few hot headed individuals who would get riled at the sight. Oh ho, now that he thought about.. He was sure someone would blow up about it, whether that be mentally or physically... It would be fine either way.

As the mentalities slowly faded away into the now, Cracklepaw prevailed with his path; sinewy frame slipping past unaware bystanders. The trek to the front was only momentarily halted as his eyes skimmed across his sister. Hey! Mapleface actually came this time! She actually ditched her dumb little children just to be here with him! This news was great not only because it proved she was the BEST sister ever, but it was awesome because she would be there to witness this whole thing! He was sure the queen would be proud of him! She would be proud of him protecting her and the entirety of Thunderclan! He'd sooner burn the entire forest down than let harm come her way! And that was the point of this, wasn't it? It was halfway accurate, but he wouldn't get into that here or now. He had other things to do.

Casting one last glance at his beloved sister, he reached the front of the crowd and scanned over the assortment of cats. This is where the fun begins.
Dropping the ragged looking pelt of the (former) Shadowclan warrior, Cracklepaw grinned up at a certain individual. That individual being the all mighty Dawnstar. Hmmm... She certainly was not as gigantic as everyone made her out to be. And if tiny ass Bumblestar could beat her up, then she couldn't be the most intimidating specimen while fighting either. Pushing the thoughts down, he prodded the skin with long black talons. " Dawnstar!" he crowed " I've come to return a trespasser back to their clan!" he gave a small cackle before continuing. " I apologize for the state I left them in, I just felt it fitting after all the things you've done to us." voice holding berated criticism, the lanky tom felt his gaze sift over to Bumblestar, silently wondering how his leader would react to this. She should be proud of this... But knowing her he'd probably get in trouble back at home. Anyway, where was he?

" Make of this what you will Dawnstar; Call this display pathetic, but just know this isn't the first time I've done this, and it sure as hell won't be the last! And I'll continue to rip your clanmates apart piece by piece until the lot of you learn which clan is superior!" he sneered, eyes flashing with tid bits of insanity. " This is not a threat, it is a PROMISE." Snickering, he flung the skinned pelt towards the Shadow Lurkers leader and took a couple steps back.

There! That was it! He had done it! Good riddance to that! Letting his attention drift away from the leaders, Cracklepaw sought out Mapleface once more. The eager eyes met hers as he hoped he could get some sort of approval from the queen... After all he had just done.... Surely should be proud of him!


// Mentions: | Rose : Mapleface | Undertaker : Dawnstar | dino. Bumblestar | \\

[Levi 99]

Nightgaze sighed loudly she was so bored and there were so many Shadowclanners she hated it! Growling quietly the small black she-cat rose to her paws and padded quickly to the farthest and darkness point of the clearing avoiding every cat and sat down sulking angrily.

OPEN

Shadefrost gave a short quiet yawn. The waiting. Oh how Shade hated the waiting. It was the worst part of the Gathering, and it was almost depressing. The fact that cats were tortured for who knows how long because one clan was somehow late to the Gathering. The sacred event that only occurs twelve times in a year. Three times in a season. *Sigh* What a shame. Shadefrost could remember multiple occasions when a cat sitting only a few inches from him had fallen asleep and missed the Gathering completely due to someone's inability to show up on time. It was actually starting to piss the black tom off some. But what was one supposed to do, cry about it to their leader as if they could make the other clan's show up faster. He'd have a better chance of losing a race to a slug. Suddenly an annoyingly familiar scent entered Shade's nostrils. His tail claw flicked to and fro with frustration, as squirrels came padding onto the Seastones. "Oh great" he muttered just low enough for Dark cloud to hear, "the worst of the worst decided to show, are we lucky or what?" he said the last bit jokingly but meant it to be sarcastic. If there was anything he hated more than anything it was cats from outside his clan. Sapphire blue orbs scanned the new group, taking note of how many there were and what the chances of survival would be if Dawnstar and Bumblestar got into a scrap. He didn't actually think that the leaders would do such a thing, but it was always better to be prepared, especially during a war. Then his gaze landed on a certain Thundrclan molly. A grin slowly spread across his face and he found himself waving with his tail as he began to speak, "Hey tiny twin, long time no see. How's it hanging with you?" The last time he'd seen this cat who'd refused to give him her name was a moon or two ago. The warrior had half expected the tinier version of himself, minis the eyes to have died, but it seems as if she was proving him wrong. Shade then remembered Dark cloud and turned to her to say, "Oh you must be wondering, that's Tiny Twin. She and I had a run in a while back, but Bumblestar stepped in to stop us before someone lost their life unfortunately."

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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| Sprucepaw |

At the unexpected touch, Fudge felt his fur stick out on end, hopping three steps to the right as he gave a judgmental glare at whoever had just tried to attack him. They didn't need to know he was currently trying to swallow his heart back into its proper place, or that he had no idea how to defend himself. He just had to look mean, and big, and angry! Or... well... at least as much of those three things as he could at his age. Unfortunately, at four moons old, even squirrels seemed to find him positively adorable. Or an easy target. Semantics.

Hiding his surprise as his emerald hues fell on silver fur, the Birman mix narrowed his eyes, instantly suspicious of his would be assailant. This was one of the new ThunderClan apprentices. Spooky or something along those lines. Hmph. The only spooky thing about her was how she seemed to be determined to remove him as competition even with all of these cats around. Actually no, that sounded fairly terrifying. Maybe the name was kind of fitting this one time.

Carefully maintaining an air of indifference, Fudge felt confused as the molly apologized. Well... she better apologize. She almost scared him half to death. He just... didn't understand why she was apologizing. Most cats didn't bother giving him the time of day. Cattibal - also known as Lamb - and The Boulder were really the only cats who mostly acknowledged his existence among the star worshipers. Paying attention or respect to him did not give Spooky any advantage, so why bother?

Her second question gave him direction. A clearer understanding to her train of thought. She was trying to glean information from him. See how much she needed to work to catch up to his vast knowledge. Well, joke was on her, because he knew diddly, so hah! No... wait... that wasn't good for him either. Damn it! What mind games was this molly trying to play with him?! He would not be beat! Not this time!

And why was she approaching now?! Wait... was she planning on taking the first strike now?! Wait no, he wasn't ready! Did she have some sort of kickass battle training already done by one of those murderous city cats? Did she intend on using some strange move on him? He was too young and pretty to die here! He thought by joining these strange cats he had increased his chances of survival, but now it was too late! Gone! Taken down by a... hello... Now hold up, was she seriously just getting up close and personal to him just to say hello?! Rude much! Giving him a heart attack for no reason. Sheesh... She would fit right in.

"Salutations..." Fudge drawled back, narrowing his eyes at her.

He was on to her. Don't think for a minute he bought this charming, innocent routine. There was no such thing as talking for the sake of talking. No niceness without a price attached to it. But if this was how she wanted to play the game? Fine. He would play the game. And he would survive it, too! Or run away before she gained the upper paw. Whichever came first.

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Starfinder [Ghostpaw]
| Ghost may or may not have spiked Spruce's paranoia to a whole new height. I am so sorry for the itty bitty grump. :laughing: |

[Rose]

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk


Her mouth pressed together into a thin line as Yarrowcrest continued to speak. Thankfully, though, she'd relaxed enough to scrutinize the tom beside her without bristling the entire time. She wasn't going to say anything to him, so if he was hoping for information on ShadowClan, he was not at all getting any from her.

Instead, she canted her head to the side and listened to him speak, amber hues glowing dimly with suppressed mirth as he trailed off in finish. "I don't think it's very smart to be talking about clawing eyes out to an enemy warrior." Larkfire said wryly, the corners of her mouth inching up in a smirk. She opened her mouth again after a moment, and then halted midway, head swinging in the direction of a loud voice ringing across the clearing, accompanied by some very foul choice words.

Her pupils narrowed to slits, a snarl reverberating in her throat at the sight of the sinewy ThunderClan apprentice.. and his threat. That was Starlingheart's pelt he was casting around. Starlingheart, who Larkfire had trained and had seen how they struggled to gain warriorhood. A life wasted, because of some little ThunderClan apprentice.

Amber hues flared to life with recognition as Larkfire took in Cracklepaw's appearance, and the youngest enforcer rose to her paws. Cracklepaw had murdered Starlingheart, and before that, he'd trespassed and killed Duskpaw in cold blood. All Larkfire needed was an order from her mother, and she'd gladly fell the squirrel where he stood. She barely cast Yarrowcrest a parting glance before slinking off into the shadows like the Shadow Fiend she was, disappearing into the crowd with renewed purpose.

[ silverwynds - Yarrowcrest Mention ]



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She/Her


When Cracklepaw didn't show up for quite a while, Mapleface had begun to doubt that he'd even left camp. Perhaps he'd wanted to sit this Gathering out? That seemed very unlike him, especially after how he'd been denied going to Gatherings as punishment on previous occasion. Except, Mapleface supposed she'd jumped to conclusions too soon, because not too long after, she saw her wonderful little brother waltzing up to Seastones where all the leaders sat. She didn't understand, at first, what the heck he was doing.

Until that bewilderment faded, and Cracklepaw's voice carried across the sands towards where she sat.

Oh no.

Oh no, oh no, oh no!

"CRACKLEPAW!" Mapleface yelled, the word somehow both filled with concern and a whole lot of anger. Ah yes, no more Crackles, no more terms of endearment after the stupidity-filled stunt he'd just pulled. Mapleface was pissed. More than pissed. Her heart was practically in her throat as she pushed herself to her paws and scrambled over to her little brother. She reached his side within moments, aiming to cuff him over the ear in reprimand before.. utterly ignoring the stinking pelt at his paws and positioning herself in front of him protectively.

Her tail fanned out behind her, bristling with worry for what would befall her little brother. "No one touches him." The Queen hissed in warning, jade-green hues flicking between Bumblestar and Dawnstar, all the while wondering which one was more of a threat. It was true Bumblestar wasn't the most.. forgiving sort, and Cracklepaw had tested the leader's patience one too many times. No one was touching her little brother. Not if she could help it.

Well, except her, that was. She was going to stuff him in the nursery until Rosekit and Redkit were apprentices, and then she'd babysit all of them for the rest of eternity.

[ Leafí - Cracklepaw / dino. - Bumblestar / Undertaker - Dawnstar ]

[Morrigan]

Shadefrost gave a short quiet yawn. The waiting. Oh how Shade hated the waiting. It was the worst part of the Gathering, and it was almost depressing. The fact that cats were tortured for who knows how long because one clan was somehow late to the Gathering. The sacred event that only occurs twelve times in a year. Three times in a season. *Sigh* What a shame. Shadefrost could remember multiple occasions when a cat sitting only a few inches from him had fallen asleep and missed the Gathering completely due to someone's inability to show up on time. It was actually starting to piss the black tom off some. But what was one supposed to do, cry about it to their leader as if they could make the other clan's show up faster. He'd have a better chance of losing a race to a slug. Suddenly an annoyingly familiar scent entered Shade's nostrils. His tail claw flicked to and fro with frustration, as squirrels came padding onto the Seastones. "Oh great" he muttered just low enough for Dark cloud to hear, "the worst of the worst decided to show, are we lucky or what?" he said the last bit jokingly but meant it to be sarcastic. If there was anything he hated more than anything it was cats from outside his clan. Sapphire blue orbs scanned the new group, taking note of how many there were and what the chances of survival would be if Dawnstar and Bumblestar got into a scrap. He didn't actually think that the leaders would do such a thing, but it was always better to be prepared, especially during a war. Then his gaze landed on a certain Thundrclan molly. A grin slowly spread across his face and he found himself waving with his tail as he began to speak, "Hey tiny twin, long time no see. How's it hanging with you?" The last time he'd seen this cat who'd refused to give him her name was a moon or two ago. The warrior had half expected the tinier version of himself, minis the eyes to have died, but it seems as if she was proving him wrong. Shade then remembered Dark cloud and turned to her to say, "Oh you must be wondering, that's Tiny Twin. She and I had a run in a while back, but Bumblestar stepped in to stop us before someone lost their life unfortunately."
Darkcloud

Darkcloud just narrowed her eyes at the Thunderclan cats "Fox-hearts" she thought coldly she just stayed silent after that until Shadefrost greeted someone turning herhead around she saw it was a Thunderclan warrior why was he talking to her? She was about to ask but her clanmate answered before she could but his answer just brought her more questions "Run in where?" she asked calmly did he go to Thunderclan territory? It was unlikely for Bumblestar to go and rescue one of her warriors that had trespassed on Shadowclan territory or so she thought.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze snapped her head around as she heard a familiar voice a snarl came across her maw as she saw who it was "I'm not your tiny twin mange-pelt!" she hissed angrily her fur bristling as he told the she-cat next to him about there meeting this just made her even more furious "Rescue?! Ha your the one who had to be rescued mousebrain! Your lucky that Bumblestar stepped in or you would've been the one to lose your life!" the small black she-cat retorted hotly she would've attacked already if this hadn't been a gathering.

[stag]

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HOUNDHUNTER
Death: Reversed (https://labyrinthos.co/blogs/tarot-card-meanings-list/death-meaning-major-arcana-tarot-card-meanings)
Pronouns: Haunt/Hauntself || Massive black and white cat with heavy flank scarring, orange and green eyes.
Purrk: Beefed Up || Tier 1
[ ➥ MENTION(S): Rose , Leafí , Undertaker , dino. ]

An apprentice dragged in one of haunt’s clanmates pelt…. The cat stood up, making haunt’s way over there immediately. The black and white cat gets stopped by another cat, her red and cream pelt with some pitiful words. No one touches him? He killed one of haunt’s clanmates did she expect Shadowclan to just sit and let it happen? Words coming out in a low snarl, the volume just above a whisper. Yelling would get the massive cat nowhere “Give me the pelt. Or die like Starlightheart.” Houndhunter lets a hiss escape haunt’s throat, green and orange eyes moving towards the white apprentice. The cat towers over these two, haunt’s claws dig into the sand. Black and white pelt shifts slightly as Houndhunter’s tail lashes back and forth.

This apprentice’s name was Cracklepaw…interesting. The Shecat was protecting him? Why protect that creature. Houndhunter didn’t speak on the other comments, the clans were already at war. This little boy fueled the flames more than he probably understood. Demanding the pelt once more “The pelt, give them.” The body, where was the rest? Had it been returned as well, Larkfire had been active about the borders. Claws digging into the sand even more as Houndhunter hisses once more. If haunt had to kill this child to get back haunt’s clanmate then so be it, and if this warrior got in the way then she would die too.

[bubble[error].]

*Cherrypaw is there*

*Drippingpelt exists*

*Tigerpaw sighs*

(All open)

[lem~]

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*-Lichenpaw-*
2/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye



There was another apprentice talking to her? How exciting! She didn't even need to seek anyone out herself if they would all just come to her!! From the smell of the cat - and the fact that that she'd never seen her in WindClan before - she had to be from one of the other two here, but which one? Sourpaw didn't smell like dead things though, a smell she'd often heard used to describe ShadowClan, dead things and rats, so she must be ThunderClan! 'Oh yeah, Lichenpaw, you're a fantastic detective!' She thought happily.

"Hi!" She greeted the other apprentice back, "I'm Lichenpaw! Is this your first gathering? It's mine! I'm so excited!"
SourPaw
"Mine as well!" She said happily. "I super excited!"

'Making friends isn't so hard!' She thought to herself.

"You windclan cats always smell so delight full!" She purred "To be honest I wasn't going to come but my mentor said I should..."!

[dino.]

Stars damn it all, one PEACEFUL night was all she asked for!

Bumblestar's head whipped around as her resident troublemaker swept onto the sands and announced his presence in the worst possible way. She felt her fur bristle in a mixture of shock and horror, and before she could scramble down the stones, Mapleface stepped in.

She took a brief moment to compose herself before her eyes narrowed at the cat who approached the pair, and with a snarl building in the back of her throat (yet looking much more collected), Bumblestar leaped from the stones and landed in front of the three.

"I don't know what the hell you think you're doing," she seethed at Cracklepaw, claws sinking into the sand, "but this is the most impulsive, idiotic thing I have ever seen from you. Mapleface!" Sharp green eyes snapped to the queen, burning with fury. "Take your charge back to camp, NOW! Make sure he doesn't go anywhere, I want to speak with him as soon as we're done here. And you."

Back to Cracklepaw. If she could breathe fire, flames would be licking at her jaw this very instant. "Drop the pelt, right now, and hand it over to that warrior." She gestured sharply with her tail at the ShadowClanner that had approached. "This is unacceptable and as soon as I get back home you're going to hear several things from me, mark my words. Go with Mapleface. Don't make me ask you twice."

This was not up for debate. The presence of her claws said clearly that she was not afraid to use force to remove him if necessary.

Her gaze, still burning, flickered to the ShadowClanner and Dawnstar, though she forced her tone flat. "I'd hoped never to see the day we stooped as low as you." Publicly, at least. Privately, she really didn't give a crap, but this? Not something she wanted to deal with. "Take the pelt, I'll handle him later."

[ Undertaker vampire Leafí Rose ]

[silver.]

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yarrowcrest // he/him // 17 moons
purrks active: mind reader

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Oh, alright. One moment Larkfire was before him and it was as if he blinked and she was gone. So much for getting a second opinion. He didn't blame her for not wanting to talk about it or giving out what she thought was important information. If only he could have gotten across that he was something of a pacifist and meant no harm by asking her for her thoughts... The words she left him with sit heavily, though. It was a joke but... She wouldn't take that seriously, right?

Hopefully not.

Sighing, he picks himself back up and pushes into the crowd of cats. Scents mingle enough to give him somewhat of a headache... Time to seek out someone else to talk to in order to pass the time, he guesses!

Or well. That was the plan originally. Now he understands where Larkfire had disappeared off to. Yarrowcrest didn't know Cracklepaw personally but he had heard of him... Or rather, his nature. Not a cat he would find company in... Especially once he realizes that he's dragging a pelt. Eyes widening in horror, the orange and white tom makes his way towards the front-- towards the Seastones-- watch this spectacle unfold. Call it morbid curiosity but if a fight was going to break out, he'd rather know about it sooner than later. This wasn't... The first time he had done this? Had Bumblestar just let this sort of thing go on? Skinning enemy warriors to present as some sort of trophy? Ears laying flat, his attention jumps to the massive cat approaching his clan mates. The worst part of this was Yarrowcrest agreed with haunt. What use was the pelt of a murdered warrior? A prize? A statement.

Seating himself nearby to keep an eye on the situation, wary of a fight breaking out, a worried glance is shot Mapleface's way. Would she really give her life to protect a cat that had basically flaunted his act in the faces of the enemy? Part of him wants to intervene-- try to mediate the situation. Speak calmly and try to ease the tension that was already threatening to loose hell upon them all. But what place did he have? A young warrior with no name for himself. All he could do was standby. Watch. Worry. Glance between each cat

(reposting so it makes more sense chronologically! )
mapleface // Rose | houndhunter // vampire | cracklepaw // Leafí
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389 words = 77 pts.

[Dark]

Darkfall
Shadow Fiend: Active| Beefed Up (T1)
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Darkfall had been watching many of the events of the gathering from a distance. Not much had happened up to this point as far as any drama was concerned. He noticed two WindClan warriors talking, as the pale red one was quite loud and he saw that Rufflepaw, his apprentice, was there as well. He took note of his apprentice’s position but didn’t make a move to join him. This was his first gathering after all, he didn’t need someone hovering over him like some type of helicopter parent. The young warrior decided to just keep an eye out on the cat he was in charge of and continued observing with little interest.

It wasn’t long after the tom thought that this gathering may prove to be a peaceful event, that he heard a loud voice ring out above the rest. Azure gaze flicking to the Seastones, he noticed what appeared to be an apprentice from another clan addressing Dawnstar rather rudely. Eyes drawn to what he held in his mouth, the large tabby bristled with anger and his pupils narrowed to slits. Was that what he thought it was?

It was. That was Starlingheart’s pelt.

Darkfall, admittedly, hadn’t interacted with the young warrior much, but he felt a kind of kinship with her as a member of the them regardless. And now, here they were - or what was left of her - being flung callously at his leader’s feet.

He was going to kill him. He was going to kill that filthy apprentice.

Wrapping the shadows around him as if they were a second pelt, Darkfall sank into the crowd and wove his way through the other cats as he approached the Seastones. He was angry, so thoroughly pissed, that it took all of his willpower and rational thought not to charge at Cracklepaw and tear through his flesh.

Too many of their young apprentices and warriors had shown up dead around the border and within their own territory, and here was this foolish tom, boldly claiming to be responsible for at least some of it. He must’ve wanted to die, right? To make such a statement with half of ShadowClan here was asking to be killed on the spot and Darkfall couldn’t even commend it for being brave. It was begging for death.

Erupting from the shadows the black tabby took up a spot next to Houndhunter, nodding along with haunt’s words. He then fixed his cold gaze to Mapleface. Just who did she think she was to say that “no one touches him”? If given the go-ahead, not even StarClan themselves would be able to prevent him from enacting vengeance upon Cracklepaw, and the only reason he hadn’t done so yet was because he didn’t want to inconvenience his leader.

Tilting his chin up, Darkfall stared down his nose at the queen in front of him. ”Bold of you to assume you’re in a position to prevent us from touching him,” He hissed with a sneer. He was generally a pretty calm and understanding cat, not one to intentionally cause a fight or start conflict. But this? This really bugged got under his fur. These were his clanmates that he was talking about. Cracklepaw not only killed one of them but several. His clanmates. Essentially, his family.

Unfortunately, Bumblestar already addressed her clanmates and his eyes snapped to her. That was it? She expected this to be solved so simply? Unacceptable! Hackles raising, he addressed the opposing leader. ”That’s it?” he asked ”He comes in here with the pelt of one of ours, and admits to doing this before, and you expect us to just let that slide?” He growled out.

Okay, maybe he was getting a bit ahead of himself, as Dawnstar hadn’t yet said anything, but he couldn’t just let this go. Someone had to pay for the consequences of the foolish tom’s consequences, and at present, he cared not who.

[ Leafí Rose Undertaker Dino vampire ]

[Dakotaa]

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꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷ ☁︎ ☂︎ ☁︎ ꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷
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| ⛆ Leafí | Rose | dino. ⛆ |
| ⛆ For the crackles, Maple and bumble mentions! I was gonna have her do something dramatic but crazy is a lot more,,, fun lol… Also yes, FrogPaw is slowly losing her sanity. ⛆ |
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˚₊‧꒰ა ☁︎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

⛆ FrogPaw had only found her friend just as dear crackles unveiled his masterpiece… It sent a chill down her spine… The kind of child you yearn for when you explore alone in the night time, or follow the scent of dogs curiously… This was horrifying, absolutely tragic, But not for FrogPaw… No, This… This was art, and seeing the beauty of karma made her blush… It made her crazy…! She was crazy…!

⛆ The rotten smell that filled her nostrils was enough to make her heart scream with joy, and the looks on everyone’s face was just too good… It was just so… hilarious…! FrogPaw chuckled quietly to herself… The perfectly cut pelt that CracklePaw waved around like a prize looked just as disgusting as the hearts of ShadowClans warriors… The idea of someone rotting away always amused her…

⛆ She knew she’d be sent back to camp for speaking… Actually, Before she could get in trouble, she’d excuse herself… But she wanders up behind CracklePaw and gives a small whisper, “Absolutely beautiful, Crackles…” Brushing her tail across Crackles back, she looks at MapleFace, who would be escorting him back. She kinda wanted to skip out on the dumpster fire of a scene this would be so she headed to the gathering exit…

⛆ Looking at BumbleStar, she giggles and silently prays… Stars, don’t cover yourselves tonight. Let those silly losers pay for their sins… Handle this well BumbleStar, you have all the power now… She could only hope. And with that, she got the HECK out of there. She was out. FrogPaw was going to sleep well tonight knowing revenge was served… The green eyed mollie laughs while she walks home…

⛆ Though I said I wanted her to talk to others, I couldn’t help myself. FrogPaw has left the meeting…

˚₊‧꒰ა ☁︎ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
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[elswhere]

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MAPLEBIRD
tall battle-scarred calico with a stubby tail and one green eye
Agatha Kitty :: inactive
[ @/closed, Leafí for crackle mention ]


A hot wave of shock washed over the large warrior as Cracklepaw rudely threw Starlingheart's pelt at the ShadowClan leader's feet. She'd never thought this would happen, at least, not at a gathering! All the clans had been treading on shards with each other, and the ThunderClan apprentice had just threw fuel to an already blazing fire that could destroy both parties. The tension made her fur bush out, eyes wide in anticipation on what would happen next.

[Neptune.]

SourPaw
"Mine as well!" She said happily. "I super excited!"

'Making friends isn't so hard!' She thought to herself.

"You windclan cats always smell so delight full!" She purred "To be honest I wasn't going to come but my mentor said I should..."!

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*-Lichenpaw-*
3/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye


"Nice!!" The apprentice cheered, her voice squeaking to a higher pitch towards the end of the word, though if she was at all embarrassed by this she didn't let on. At the comment about WindClan smelling good, Lichenpaw couldn't help the purr that rose in her chest. This cat really was sweet, maybe they could be friends now? WindClan wasn't at war with ThunderClan, so maybe having a friend and ally over there wouldn't be such a bad thing!

"My mentor, Sleethound, didn't say anything like that to me, but I wouldn't have missed it even if i was confined to camp!" It was nice having a friend to talk to, especially someone who could match her energy a little better. Littlepaw was great, but a little timid and unwilling to go on any daring escapades. Oh! How fun would it be to have meeting between borders! As long as they didn't cross over, neither of them would technically be breaking any rules so they wouldn't get in trouble unless someone found out. "I'll have to ask Sleethound to take me on our border tours as soon as I can and maybe then we can talk to each other still when it's not a gathering!" She was so excited by the prospect of this, that the calico completely neglected to ask if Sourpaw would even want to. In Lichenpaw's mind, that was already a given so there was no need to confirm.

And then... the disaster at the front happened and Lichenpaw, watching with more curiosity than anything else, couldn't help but shudder at the sight of the cat pelt. The cat who brought it was an apprentice? Cracklepaw his name was... and he claimed to be the one to do... that to that poor cat. Lichenpaw could retch at just the thought of it. She was fierce in her own right, sure, and she didn't think she'd ever be one to shy away from battle, but to do that to a cat after you'd already killed them felt a little too much for her sake.

"Uh," she hesitated, uncharacteristic unease making her paws tingle, "Bumblestar looks real upset now... I don't envy you having to go back to camp after this gathering..." Unconsciously, she shuffles a claws length closer to her new friend, feeling an odd protectiveness for the ThunderClan apprentice.

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{Sleethound mention - @/saturn }

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*-Deerpaw-*
44/100
he/they | 6moons | Agatha Kitty
fluffy brown tom with a bobbed tail and patches of white on his muzzle and chest


Deerpaw froze where he sat among his clan. He'd never known the warrior this Cracklepaw or whatever his name was had apparently... skinned... the sight was horrid and the smell was going rancid around the edges. How long had he been like that? Was he missing his pelt in StarClan too? Would he even be able to reach StarClan if he wasn't whole?

Ears laying flat against his head, and fur bristling in fear, he listened to Bumblestar's words and she sounded... well, she sounded pissed to put it bluntly. So at least her clan's apperentice was going to get in trouble for this? Part of Deerpaw wasn't satisfied with just a scolding, part of him he didn't even know he harbored wanted to run up there and claw the apprentice's smug face in spite of his lack of proper battle training. He wanted to leave more than anything. Would Cracklepaw do that to him if he had to fight the apprentice in the war? Would he even be allowed to fight after this stunt?

Deerpaw swallowed and eyed his leader, Dawnstar, looking for her reaction and edging closer to his clan, trying to stand in the middle of where they were mostly gathered.

{DEERPAW INTERACTIONS ARE OPEN}

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{Cracklepaw mention - @/Leafí } {Bumblestar mention - @/dino } {Dawnstar mention - @/Undertaker }

[Eden]

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Rufflepaw
Muscled Ginger cashmere bengal ▵ He/Him ▵ 6moons
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Rufflepaw was glancing around the place still taking in the appearances of different cats and the two different clan scents floating around. Thank God Riverclan wasn't here yet since he didn't have to smell the fish scent yet. That wouldn't stop them from eventually showing up if they did that. So far it seemed like they weren't going to show up at all, every clan was here so far besides them. Blue eyes blinked as he glanced around again once he felt done staring at the seastones, leaders seemed boring at the moment. As he turned he came face to face with an apprentice? He is pretty sure they are one, have to be since as far as he was aware only clan cats were allowed at the gatherings. Rufflepaw took a whiff of the air around him to see which clan this guy was from but all he got was a nose full of garlic. Which had him pawing at his nose at the strong smell, what was with all these clans with these strong scents?! First was Riverclan with the fishy smell now it was this guy with the garlic scent. Wait, which clan did this guy belong too! "Hi, I'm Rufflepaw" he sounded a bit skeptical as he stared at Dreampaw. The ginger tom wasn't sure how to handle this guy, he could suppose he came in with Thunderclan since he popped up right when they did so whom else could he be with. He flicked his bushy tail as he contemplated asking the other just to confirm his thoughts, but was that rude if he did? Oh well, he was going to ask anyways might as well suck it up and deal with whatever afterward. "I'm assuming you're from Thunderclan? You came in around the same time they did" he raised a brow waiting for an answer if he got one. As he sat there tail flicking back and forth once in a while, he could feel eyes on him briefly, at which he had seen it was his mentor when he looked back. Guess he was going to be watched by his mentor during this gathering, that was fine he would see how good of an apprentice he could be! Since he found whom it was staring him down, he returned his attention back to Dreampaw momentarily before looking back at the Seastones. At the sound of someone speaking loudly as they approached the leaders, the tom flicked his ear once more before he looked for the voice. Rufflepaw had no idea on earth who this guy was, but he sure was prideful to approach all the leaders like that. No outward reaction to the apprentice's actions so far, since he talked about trespassers. What the hell was he talking about, all he's heard while he was still in the nursery and now in the apprentice's den was how Thunderclan kept trespassing onto their territory! Blue eyes widened when he caught sight of the pelt being shucked at Dawnstar's feet, He had no idea who that warrior was but he was smart enough to know it was one of their clanmates, especially judging by his clanmates reactions. Now he looked like a puffball, he was furious how could that stupid tom do that and be smug about it? If he was sure that his mentor wouldn't be mad at him, Rufflepaw would of ripped his tongue out. Instead, the newly made apprentice sat there and dug his own claws into the ground, he had no power here to do anything. Glancing at the corner of his eye he finally noticed Dreampaw still there again, he had forgotten about the possible thunderclanner. Since he wasn't sure if this guy was one or not he choose to inch away from the other he didn't feel like sitting next to one single thunderclanner tonight.

RedLeif



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[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud just narrowed her eyes at the Thunderclan cats "Fox-hearts" she thought coldly she just stayed silent after that until Shadefrost greeted someone turning herhead around she saw it was a Thunderclan warrior why was he talking to her? She was about to ask but her clanmate answered before she could but his answer just brought her more questions "Run in where?" she asked calmly did he go to Thunderclan territory? It was unlikely for Bumblestar to go and rescue one of her warriors that had trespassed on Shadowclan territory or so she thought.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze snapped her head around as she heard a familiar voice a snarl came across her maw as she saw who it was "I'm not your tiny twin mange-pelt!" she hissed angrily her fur bristling as he told the she-cat next to him about there meeting this just made her even more furious "Rescue?! Ha your the one who had to be rescued mousebrain! Your lucky that Bumblestar stepped in or you would've been the one to lose your life!" the small black she-cat retorted hotly she would've attacked already if this hadn't been a gathering.

Thoughtfully, Shadefrost tilted his head upwards, trying to remember where exactly he'd fought with Tiny Twin. It wasn't in Shadowclan or at the border, he knew that for sure. If it had been, than this conversation would've never happened in the first place. But where was it exactly that it all went down. "Hmm. You know, I don't think I necessarily remember." He admitted with a shrug (IRL I really don't remember the name of the place and I don't feel like going to find out either). Then at the Thunderclan warrior's words he turned toward her and said, "Well I wouldn't have to call you tiny twin if you'd just given me your name like I asked." Shadefrost then laughed as a thought barged into his mind, "what, do you think I have a tree that magically kills a cat if I say their name? Ha, ridiculous. Also no, you were definitely in a position where you were about to die." The tom hated it when cats couldn't accept the reality of a situation, especially one where he was clearly the superior cat. This unfortunately, just so happened to be the lates of many. No worries though, he'd probably kill her later. "The only reason why your still alive today is because Bumble Brat just so happened to step in, and even then I was contemplating killing her as well. The only reason why I didn't continue was because Dawnstar would have clawed all my fur off for doing something that interfered with the fun she'd have in the future."

[wendigo]

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Lynxyowl✦A beige she-cat, with a scar that goes across her face and bridge.

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Lynxyowl was just grooming her pelt, paw against her ear, paw against her fur, ah . . . how peaceful! Surely, nothing can go wrong. Surely some apprentice won't jump out with a ShadowClan warrior's remains of their pelt, and then some queen wouldn't jump out as well, then Bumblestar wouldn't get mad, right? Well, obviously not. This was a gathering! Gatherings were peaceful, and nice. I mean, there is a whole truce! Plus, we'd all die under the wrath of StarClan if we break the truce!

Well...

Aha, you've caught on to Lynxyowl's sarcasm. Her jaw was literally on the ground. There was no way an apprentice skinned a warrior---a ShadowClan warrior at that! And a ThunderClan apprentice did it!? Lynxyowl was certain that she wasn't that strong when she was an apprentice. Well, maybe it was different for each clan. Maybe ThunderClan was a tiny bit crueler with their tactics.

And, oh, Bumblestar was mad. It was actually way more terrifying to see the leader angry than it was to see Twilightstar mad at Lynxyowl--even though that was the most petrifying thing that any loyal warrior could think of! Lynxyowl was a hundred percent sure that the two cats---whom Lynxyowl leanred were named Cracklepaw and Mapleface---would get exiled. Well- Cracklepaw, at least. He stooped down low to ShadowClan's tactics!

[bite]

Lalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaa....

Gatherings were boring as hell, Alderstep realized. He always realized this whenever he had to drag his sorry carcass to the Seastones to listen to some other clan ramble about stuff he couldn't care less about. Snoozefest. Drop-dead boring. He'd rather watch the morning dew evaporate off the bush leaves than go to these, sometimes. At least nobody would care if he fell asleep watching dew dry.

Alas, life was a joke and everyone wanted to be the next humorist. Example: Cracklepaw bringing a dead Shadowrat pelt to a gathering and presenting it oh-so-kindly to Dawnstar.

"You've gotta be kidding me," Alderstep muttered under his breath, graciously thankful that Bumblestar had taken charge so quickly. To be honest, he wouldn't've cared if the Shadowclanners skinned Crackleidiot on the spot. The guy probably deserved it for trying to be another dumb joke in life.

So now what?

He wouldn't necessarily blame Dawnstar if she pulled claws and scratched Bumblestar up right then and there. He would've done the same if he had extra lives to spend. Of course, he wasn't really gonna allow that at the gathering. Now was a lovely time, in his unbiased opinion, to appreciate the fake truce, even if some (cough, Cracklepaw) chose not to acknowledge it like normal cats.

Oh well. This gathering was practically over anyway. He looked eagerly at Bumblestar, almost begging her with his eyes that their clan leave this mess.

Leafí dino.

[Morrigan]

Thoughtfully, Shadefrost tilted his head upwards, trying to remember where exactly he'd fought with Tiny Twin. It wasn't in Shadowclan or at the border, he knew that for sure. If it had been, than this conversation would've never happened in the first place. But where was it exactly that it all went down. "Hmm. You know, I don't think I necessarily remember." He admitted with a shrug (IRL I really don't remember the name of the place and I don't feel like going to find out either). Then at the Thunderclan warrior's words he turned toward her and said, "Well I wouldn't have to call you tiny twin if you'd just given me your name like I asked." Shadefrost then laughed as a thought barged into his mind, "what, do you think I have a tree that magically kills a cat if I say their name? Ha, ridiculous. Also no, you were definitely in a position where you were about to die." The tom hated it when cats couldn't accept the reality of a situation, especially one where he was clearly the superior cat. This unfortunately, just so happened to be the lates of many. No worries though, he'd probably kill her later. "The only reason why your still alive today is because Bumble Brat just so happened to step in, and even then I was contemplating killing her as well. The only reason why I didn't continue was because Dawnstar would have clawed all my fur off for doing something that interfered with the fun she'd have in the future."
Darkcloud

Darkcloud let out a silent sigh of annoyance was that an excuse or was he really forgetful either way it frustrated her she did want to know. Glancing at Shadefrost as continued his conversation? Argument? Whatever it was though she found it tiring honestly she'd rather not listen to so much noise "Just ignore her there's no use in it anyway" she mewed emotionlessly flicking her tail slightly.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze was now so furious she thought she might explode "You don't need to know my name Fox-heart!" she spat angrily digging her claws into the ground why should he know her name? "Bumblestar is not a brat! And your a mouse-brain for thinking you could kill both a warrior and a clan leader!Also I was not about to die too bad it was cut so short or I would've shredded your pelt!" the small black she-cat growled in one breath her fangs bared.

(Ok but just to let you know it was Sunkissed creek)

[Omari]

Mousefern
Windclan
She/her

Mousefern was just watching everything go down, honestly. Gatherings were always dramatic, but this was just downright awful and disrespectful.. It was deeply disturbing, and yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from what was going on.

[open to interactions but honestly just an activity post]

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud let out a silent sigh of annoyance was that an excuse or was he really forgetful either way it frustrated her she did want to know. Glancing at Shadefrost as continued his conversation? Argument? Whatever it was though she found it tiring honestly she'd rather not listen to so much noise "Just ignore her there's no use in it anyway" she mewed emotionlessly flicking her tail slightly.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze was now so furious she thought she might explode "You don't need to know my name Fox-heart!" she spat angrily digging her claws into the ground why should he know her name? "Bumblestar is not a brat! And your a mouse-brain for thinking you could kill both a warrior and a clan leader!Also I was not about to die too bad it was cut so short or I would've shredded your pelt!" the small black she-cat growled in one breath her fangs bared.

(Ok but just to let you know it was Sunkissed creek)

Shadefrost gave a sigh and nodded to his clanmate, "You're right, Tiny Twin's clearly delusional." He said mockingly, "Guess that's what happens when one finds out that they were so inadequate and weak that not even they're scaredy cat of an apprentice was safe under their care." Shade then closed his eyes and gave a shake of his head, though he couldn't wipe the smile that was widening on his maw. "And what's even worse is the fact that she thinks that I of all cats, the strongest and deadliest warrior within the clan, couldn't kill a mere trio of Thunderclanners despite their rank difference. What a shame." Okay this was fun. Teasing Darkcloud was wholesome in itself, no argument there, but antagonizing cats from other clans was to die for. Man why had he stopped doing this so long ago. "Oh that reminds me, hey Cloudy I remembered where Tiny Twin and I had our battle."

(Thanks, I new it had something to do with water.)

[Undertaker]

Well look at that, ThunderClan starting trouble again. Dawnstar's attention flickered momentarily down to the mouthy apprentice as he dropped a familiar pelt in the sand and went on some dull little rant that she tuned out halfway through while trying to place whose pelt that was... Starlingheart! That's right, she just made that one a warrior!

The leader's tail began whipping back and forth behind her, aside from that apparent agitation, she remained eerily calm. Was she supposed to know who this apprentice was? And what the hell was he talking about? What in the world did ShadowClan do that was so terrible to ThunderClan? Aside from the takeover seasons ago, which she was dead certain that baby Paw wasn't alive for, what else had ShadowClan done to ThunderClan? Dawnstar didn't get where ThunderClan got this grudge from and why the hell it outweighed the one they had with RiverClan. ShadowClan hadn't poison claws, and lied about it, hadn't killed multiple of their high ranks, nor stolen their precious burial grounds! At this point, Dawnstar felt that the ThunderClan rodents were seriously delusional. This would make so much more sense if it was WindClan with the grudge, but whatever...

Choosing against wasting her breath on the idiot who was painting a clear target on his back. It was exceedingly hard to take this cackling fool seriously, but it was not like she needed to bother with it. He'd rile up someone in ShadowClan and he'd die sooner or later. Dawnstar wondered if she and ShadowClan acted this arrogant after one measly victory. Well, she supposed some cats in ShadowClan could but she liked to think that she wasn't one of them.

One dramatic moron turned into two as a second ThunderClan rodent stepped up, blocking the first one, hissing and freaking out when Dawnstar hadn't done or even said anything yet. Seriously, so freaking dramatic for no reason. Why?!?!?! Dawnstar did swing her head over to glance over at Bumblestar as Houndhunter immediately started spewing threats at the apprentice, Darkfall joining him soon after. Bumblestar leaped down, all hot air and snarls, but it didn't sound like her mousebrains would be getting too much trouble other than a scolding for their actions and clear defiance.

Darkfall was irked by it, but Dawnstar simply chuckled and shook her head. Breathing out a mirthless laugh as Bumblestar turned and uttered such absurdity. "Oh, aren't you hilarious!!! You didn't seem to give one dung when I told you that your cats were following in my clan's shadow and flaying my clanmates, but suddenly when it looks bad you now care." The leader gave a toothy smile that was anything but pleasant.

ThunderClan had to be the most despicable out of all of the clans. It was like a crow calling a raven black. At least when ShadowClan was doing something... dishonorable she owned it, the majority of the time. She wasn't trying to paint her clan in the brightest light, but ThunderClan wasn't the same. If they were pulling the same stuff they were now, and could actually justify and own it, she could respect it. But Bumblestar kept deflecting and being a complete hypocrite it was kind of revolting and pathetic. She wasn't sure how ThunderClan continued to blindly delude themselves into believing that they were in the right here. But the squirrels never were known for their intelligence.

"I suppose if you only bother behaving like a leader when your clanmates are acting up and making you look bad it's no wonder they walk all over you and pull stuff like this at gatherings with little care for any repercussions. Even now all it sounds like you'll be doing is blowing more hot air, all talk." If Bumblestar was going to act like she cared she should at least try and put some more effort into it.

"Houndhunter, take Starlingheart's pelt," Dawnstar told haunt with a cool glare and then glanced at Darkfall. "You can leave it alone or don't, I don't mind." Dawnstar really did not care about the truce as she's stated multiple times in the past. They'd hear no complaints from her if they wanted to fight. But the smarter thing would be to leave it alone for now. It's not like she was going to sit still forever. There was no point in wasting energy now, their time would come, and she had no problems biding her time until then. Besides, there was not much fun to be had beating on the rodents now. Let them ride their high horse into the sunset, knocking them off would just be that much sweeter.

dino. Darkclaws. vampire Leafí

[Morrigan]

Shadefrost gave a sigh and nodded to his clanmate, "You're right, Tiny Twin's clearly delusional." He said mockingly, "Guess that's what happens when one finds out that they were so inadequate and weak that not even they're scaredy cat of an apprentice was safe under their care." Shade then closed his eyes and gave a shake of his head, though he couldn't wipe the smile that was widening on his maw. "And what's even worse is the fact that she thinks that I of all cats, the strongest and deadliest warrior within the clan, couldn't kill a mere trio of Thunderclanners despite their rank difference. What a shame." Okay this was fun. Teasing Darkcloud was wholesome in itself, no argument there, but antagonizing cats from other clans was to die for. Man why had he stopped doing this so long ago. "Oh that reminds me, hey Cloudy I remembered where Tiny Twin and I had our battle."

(Thanks, I new it had something to do with water.)
Darkcloud

Darkcloud let out another sigh of frustration why did he have to keep on? It was clearly useless but the what could she do she was quite reserved and she wouldn't make a fuss for no reason like these two cats but at least Shadefrost had seemed to suddenly remember where it was "Why not tell me somewhere away from this cat?" she suggested calmly though really in Darkcloud speak it was aka for "Shut up and stop taunting this cat for no reason" now that was what she meant but she would never say that. Rising to her paws she nodded to another space she even brushed her tail very slightly to drag him away from the Thunderclan warrior.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze hissed furiously her eyes blazing with rage inadequate weak? She'd show him inadequate and weak! "Ya wanna fight? Cause I'll gladly finish our battle right here!" she challenged angrily standing up and unsheathing her claws she didn't care that this was a gathering now she just wanted to teach this cat a lesson for her honour and her clan's honour.

(Heh no problem.)

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud let out another sigh of frustration why did he have to keep on? It was clearly useless but the what could she do she was quite reserved and she wouldn't make a fuss for no reason like these two cats but at least Shadefrost had seemed to suddenly remember where it was "Why not tell me somewhere away from this cat?" she suggested calmly though really in Darkcloud speak it was aka for "Shut up and stop taunting this cat for no reason" now that was what she meant but she would never say that. Rising to her paws she nodded to another space she even brushed her tail very slightly to drag him away from the Thunderclan warrior.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze hissed furiously her eyes blazing with rage inadequate weak? She'd show him inadequate and weak! "Ya wanna fight? Cause I'll gladly finish our battle right here!" she challenged angrily standing up and unsheathing her claws she didn't care that this was a gathering now she just wanted to teach this cat a lesson for her honour and her clan's honour.

(Heh no problem.)

Shadefrost's grin left him the second his clanmate touched him with her tail. Was this some type of signal? If it was then what did it mean? Was Darkcloud finally starting to warm up to him! If so then... Hmm. Nah, on second thought, that didn't really seem too likely. At least not this soon in the game. It was probably something else, like "hurry up before I just leave you all together" or "you're getting on my nerves stop it". In fact now that he put it that way, it seemed more and more like what she was trying to say. Well if that was the case then, "Sorry, I'd love to stay and brawl with you, but... Oh who am I kidding I hate fighting weak opponents. But tell you what, if you're so eager to die then I'll meat you at the border after the gathering alright? Alright. Now if you'd excuse me, my beloved is waiting for me."

[Saki]

Sunsetslash
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Sunsetslash padded over to her and meowed clearly a bit nervous "O-oh hi it's nice to m-meet you Starrylight and you are r-right I am from Thunderclan usually I smell like Lavender, Sunflowers and another flower I don't remember the name of."

Starry :P

[ #Water (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Water) ]


Starry :P

StarryLight

A deep navy blue bisexual she with star-like spots and brown fade on her legs, ears, and tail with a tendency to switch moods quickly.


The she-cat flicked her tail with a short purr, ``how's your day going sunsetslash! `` Birds chirped in the distance.


SunsetWhisker

#Fire (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/usertag.php?do=list&action=hash&hash=Fire)

[Kaybug.]

Mistycloud and Dovepaw bobbed their heads as they thought.

[elaif]

https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/picture.php?albumid=5805&pictureid=41052
v-Cracklepaw-v (https://leafisocs.weebly.com/cracklepaw.html)
(83/100)
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Chaos, chaos, and more CHAOS!
Ha! It was beautiful! While he absorbed the excitement, a loud, and very familiar, voice shattered his thoughts. Uh oh.... Mapleface sounded mad... And that wasn't good. Returning his gaze towards the queen, Cracklepaw felt his tail droop in disappointment. Wait, what? Was she angry with him? Why would she be angry? IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE! Maw opening to defend his actions, the apprentice didn't have time to maneuver away from her cuffing. The stinging blow left a startled expression on his face. She... She.. SHE HIT HIM! Why would she do that!? Heart breaking in two, he watched the smaller cat throw herself in front of him. What did he do to Mapleface!? He didn't deserve her scolding! Ignoring his injured feelings, the off-white tom turned at the sound of a new voice.

Yellow gaze forming into a blank look of confusion, he viewed a rather large (okay maybe huge) cat. Brow furrowing, he eyed them up and down while another smirk played at his mouth. Who the hell was this fool? And why did they talk so weird? Biting back a smirk, Cracklepaw found it impossible to take this cats threats to heart. I mean... Who would? Some fat ass comes walking up to you talking all backwards, and they actually expect you to be scared? HA! Not likely. Whiskers twitching madly, he spoke " I already gave you the pelt, moron!" he rolled his eyes "Now all you have to do is fetch it, Shadowclan dog." Coughing out a hoarse laugh, he made sure to dramatically step away and gesture at the skin " Go on.... That pelt won't walk itself home!" pulling himself upright, he decided that incapable warrior didn't deserve anymore of his attention.

He steered his consciousness towards the mighty Bumblestar who was acting like she cared. PLEASE! He knew the only reason why she got up, was because she was afraid Thunderclans 'reputation' shattering away. Which was hilarious considering that it was already fading away... The only thing he did was speed the process up. Honestly... It shouldn't even be that big of a deal! Giving the small leader an unimpressed look, Cracklepaw hardly paid her words any attention. " I already did drop the pelt, moron! Are you blind?" Ugh... Wow, he had never seen her so offended.... Did he really break her fragile ego that easily? Pffft.... What a wimp. And in response to Bumblestars orders to go home, he merely shrugged. " Quite a show your putting on Bumblestar. To bad it's all a pathetic act. Nevertheless... I'll go home, but ONLY because I want to." although his words would be taken as worthless... He just thought he'd throw it out there.

Cracklepaw was about to take his leave, when another frogface made himself known by throwing out a few threatening words at Mapleface. At HIS sister! HOW DARE HE!? Reeling around he arose from his casual slouch and held himself high; golden eyes meeting the blue ones. " Was that a threat Shadowclan filth? Before you could even lay a claw on her pelt, I'd stain the ground with your blood!" Seeing his little tantrum getting of paw, he stepped down and cast one last fuming gaze at the other tom. Maybe he'd be able send this cat on a early trip to Starclan later, but now was not the time. Hissing softly to himself, Cracklepaw waved Maples forward. "Enjoy your life while it last." Outburst nearly forgotten, he flashed a smile that was coated in false warmth at the outspoken Shadowclan tom. " I'll be back before you know it." What a daft hairball... Hopefully they'd meet again someday... He'd love to rip that guy to shreds.

Marching his way into the crowd (hoping that Mapleface was following), Cracklepaw caught some snippets of Dawnstars words. HA! She was blaming Bumblestar for this! Rightfully so... That hag deserved to have all of the attention tossed onto her. She was the leader and he was just a little apprentice after all. He was practically an innocent bystander who was just following orders! See.. When you put it that way he was quite guiltless! To bad Bumblestar was to ignorant to see it that way. The fleeting thoughts circuited his brain one last time as he absorbed the sandy clearing over his shoulder. This whole thing was quite a success, to bad he'd get yelled at when got home. Oh well, no day ended perfectly.

With that, the hunched tom exited the clown show and made his way home.

// Mentions | Rose :Mapleface | vampire :Houndhunter | Darkclaws : Darkfall | dino. :Bumblestar | @/Undertaker : Dawnstar \\
( Rushed response bc I'm tired )

[SunsetWhisker]

Starry :P

StarryLight

A deep navy blue bisexual she with star-like spots and brown fade on her legs, ears, and tail with a tendency to switch moods quickly.


The she-cat flicked her tail with a short purr, ``how's your day going sunsetslash! `` Birds chirped in the distance.


SunsetWhisker

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Sunsetslash
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Sunsetslash meowed "Im doing good, how about y-you?'' his anxiety calming down slowly

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[Saki]

Starry :P

StarryLight

A deep navy blue bisexual she with star-like spots and brown fade on her legs, ears, and tail with a tendency to switch moods quickly.


``Quite good,`` She mewed, ``This war really is something, wish everything would just stop``


SunsetWhisker

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[stag]

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HOUNDHUNTER
Death: Reversed (https://labyrinthos.co/blogs/tarot-card-meanings-list/death-meaning-major-arcana-tarot-card-meanings)
Pronouns: Haunt/Hauntself || Massive black and white cat with heavy flank scarring, orange and green eyes.
Purrk: Beefed Up || Tier 1
[ ➥ MENTION(S): dino. , Undertaker , Darkclaws , Rose ]

Houndhunter wants to claws this child’s muzzle off, teach him the lesson. A verbal warning from Bumblestar was not enough. The warrior turns to the small leader, using haunt’s full ability to make haunt’s own thoughts be know. “We go low, but bringing a pelt to a gathering is not something we do. Control your clan before coming after others, know your place. Get that thing under control before he ends up dead.” Haunt knows the words may not carry the weight to her but to Houndhunter, they meant so much more. Turning to the Shecat who dared protect the creature. “Protecting him will only get you killed, I hope you learn that on the battlefield…” With that, Houndhunter clears haunt’s throat as Dawnstar speaks up. It was easier to break up sentences instead of keeping them complete, silence was better, it was how Houndhunter preferred things, alas, haunt couldn’t always win.

Upon the orders from Dawnstar, Houndhunter was swiftly in motion, picking up the pelt. A hiss escapes the massive cats muzzle as that brat leaves the gathering and Dawnstar rambles to Bumblestar. Houndhunter allows haunt’s jaw to firmly grip the form clanmates pelt. Flicking haunts tail towards to Darkfall he could follow haunt or stay here. The massive cat didn’t care. Starlingheart was an idiot, that’s all Houndhunter knew. But Thunderclan lied, they always have for pity. Haunt had no reason to give a single damn about those things though, this was war. Cats went lower and lower, that’s what happened when you are an idiot and declare things at a gathering.

The warrior exits the gathering, pelt and all. But not before snarling at the red and cream Shecat. Hound now had a target, hunting her would be easier on the battlefield. The next battle couldn’t come any slower, Houndhunter now had reason to claw that face of hers, show her what protecting a cat like that does. The black and white cat keeps walking, haunt would have to bury this pelt tonight so it didn’t get even more damage and attract predators. No use in hunting that Shecat now, the apprentice was also a target. But haunt would let Darkfall had a hit on him instead, haunt had other plans.

[ HOUNDHUNTER HAS LEFT THE GATHERING AND TAKEN STARLINGHEART’S PELT ]

[Rani]

....... So Mudhound was gathering cursed. The situation unfolding in front of them was proof enough, the warrior was gathering cursed to not ever have one go their way. Or perhaps this was normal, and everyone was cursed. .....This proof was simply as bitter and horrifying as deathberries though.....


The maine coon mix's mouth dropped open in shock as they spotted Cracklepaw walk into the seastones with his putrid burden and the sickened look in their eye only grew as things unfolded. The giant warrior shook briefly, a cold shiver wracking their frame as their tail tucked close in a strange sort of fear. Fear of the reaction to this, of the action itself, in the realization of exactly who they were living with. Fear at what not just Cracklepaw, but thunderclan did. Because didnt Bumblestar just condone these types of things at the last meeting, even if she didnt condone the publicity in a gathering.

Folded ears were pinned as much as they could be and the tripods paw rose to cover their mouth as they gagged once, minute tears welling at the edge of their eyes.



Dear starclan. Dear starclan what had been done here tonight and done long before to lead to this point. And why did Cracklepaw not even seem to regret or understand the reactions to his action.


A new fear washed over Mudhound as they watched the mounting reactions of the other clans. Was there to be blood? Was this supposed safe meeting now a blood bath in wait? They didnt fear for themselves, or even for their sister though she stood too close to the beast watching with yellow eyes. No it was for the apprentices, her Lotuspaw and the little Sprucepaw especially. He was here, dear starclan no Mudhound would not let anyone hurt him.



Eyes fixing on the tom from where they sat more on the edge of the gathering the warrior called out, loud enough to be heard but not their bellow that demanded alls attention. "Sprucepaw! Sprucepaw darling come over here! Why dont you sit by me its....." Safer, better, less loud and horrifying. No no, dont scare him. "Nice and comfy here! You can bring your friend if you want!" Mudhound did recognize the other thunderclan apprentice, they could shelter here to by the maine coon mix. Idly they wondered if he still held his dreams of being a hornet now, seeing the horrors following Bumblestars orders had, in a way, wrought. The methods were bad but this was death desired.
A sickening thought Mudhound tossed aside for focus on the present. Once (if) Sprucepaw approached they'd comfort and protect him, ask if he wanted to leave with them even, the tripod wouldnt begrudge him if this had tainted the gathering. If Sprucepaw wanted to leave they would and if he wanted to share Mudhound's nest to stay away from the obvious monster he shared a den with, so it would be and would be offered.


Mudhound would feel bad about leaving their conversation partner though, and that potentialed thought refocused the thunderclan warrior on their conversation partner.

"I..... I am so, so sorry you had to see that. That was.... Horrible and not ok and I promise Im not ok with that, nor is the clan." They flinched at a realization "....Most of the clan..... Starclan that was......." They drooped "If you dont wish to talk to me anymore, I understand. One rotten prey taints the bunch and all that..... Thank you for joking with me though, I really enjoyed it." They did and didnt want this to end but bitter berries and rotten prey and putrid pelts could more then ruin an evening against all wills.

gs29513 (your choice on if deadmoon pulls away)
Alchemist Kitsune Starfinder (and your choice if you two shelter with mudhound! ignore me if you dont wanna)
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*-Lichenpaw-*
3/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye


"Nice!!" The apprentice cheered, her voice squeaking to a higher pitch towards the end of the word, though if she was at all embarrassed by this she didn't let on. At the comment about WindClan smelling good, Lichenpaw couldn't help the purr that rose in her chest. This cat really was sweet, maybe they could be friends now? WindClan wasn't at war with ThunderClan, so maybe having a friend and ally over there wouldn't be such a bad thing!

"My mentor, Sleethound, didn't say anything like that to me, but I wouldn't have missed it even if i was confined to camp!" It was nice having a friend to talk to, especially someone who could match her energy a little better. Littlepaw was great, but a little timid and unwilling to go on any daring escapades. Oh! How fun would it be to have meeting between borders! As long as they didn't cross over, neither of them would technically be breaking any rules so they wouldn't get in trouble unless someone found out. "I'll have to ask Sleethound to take me on our border tours as soon as I can and maybe then we can talk to each other still when it's not a gathering!" She was so excited by the prospect of this, that the calico completely neglected to ask if Sourpaw would even want to. In Lichenpaw's mind, that was already a given so there was no need to confirm.

And then... the disaster at the front happened and Lichenpaw, watching with more curiosity than anything else, couldn't help but shudder at the sight of the cat pelt. The cat who brought it was an apprentice? Cracklepaw his name was... and he claimed to be the one to do... that to that poor cat. Lichenpaw could retch at just the thought of it. She was fierce in her own right, sure, and she didn't think she'd ever be one to shy away from battle, but to do that to a cat after you'd already killed them felt a little too much for her sake.

"Uh," she hesitated, uncharacteristic unease making her paws tingle, "Bumblestar looks real upset now... I don't envy you having to go back to camp after this gathering..." Unconsciously, she shuffles a claws length closer to her new friend, feeling an odd protectiveness for the ThunderClan apprentice.

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SourPaw
[She/Her|Trans female|Lesbian|Thunderclan]
SourPaw giggled at her voice squeaking.

"Oooo! Yes! I would love that!" She purred and smiled.

The she-cat was confused with LichenPaw's next words but when she turned as well she saw what LichenPaw was talking about. SourPaw stared at CracklePaw with horror.

"Why would anyone do that?" She murmured her gaze following Cracklepaw as he exited the area.

[Dark]

Berryfrost (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/berry-1)
She/Her

Face turning pink with unease.. or perhaps it was leftover embarrassment, Berryfrost flicked her gaze towards the starry night sky, swallowing the lump in her throat. How the heck was she supposed to respond to someone with as boisterous a personality as Firestorm?

The other warriors' words were getting more bold by the minute, and now, after hearing that remark on biting, Berryfrost just wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole. "Thank..." She trailed off awkwardly, wondering what she was supposed to say. "..you?"

Nope, that hadn't been right at all, because now Berryfrost felt like she was melting, ears turning red with shame. "Um.. How. Are you?" That was good to say, yes? Ah, the speckled damsel was even worse at communicating than before. She really needed to find cats aside from Snowybreeze and talk to them more often.

Larkfire (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/larkfire)
She/Her | Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk

Well, Larkfire hadn't been exactly expecting to be approached that fast. Amber hues instantly flicked towards the tom that'd rescued her not too long ago from being stuck infinitely in an idiotic pitfall. What was he called again... ah, she'd never caught his name. How embarrassing. Then again, she'd been busy trying to get her ass saved. Really, the whole falling-into-gaps-and-needing-a-savior thing was getting old now. Larkfire was damn right tired of being the damsel in distress, mind you. Hear that, fate? Stop meddling, you unnecessary meddler!

Staring at the ThunderClanner approaching, Larkfire realized belatedly that her eyes were narrowed against her will, and had to blink a couple times to stop glaring as if he was the reason for all her plights. Good health, ha. She was going to go strangle crowfood or something after this. Speaking of food... and crows... gah, it's been too long since Larkfire had eaten crow. Actually, nevermind. Thinking of any kind of bird made her want to puke all over again. Why was she even named Lark? She didn't think larks would taste very good right now.

Ugh, stupid stomachbug.

Pursing her lips for a moment, Larkfire realized she'd gone silent for too long, and swung her head back in Yarrowcrest's direction, belatedly picking up on his name. He was sorry? Gosh, she was being let off the hook easily for being a total dimwit. Eh, that worked fine by her. She didn't want to have to chip down her pride any more than necessary.

"You reckon larks taste worse than crows?" Oh. Damnnit, there went her nonchalant air. She had not meant to say that at all. It was word vomit, or something like that. Vomit seemed to be the light of her life, recently. All kinds of it. Ew. She still needed to find out why. "That's not what I meant to say." She spoke eventually, grimacing slightly. "I'm Larkfire..." Oh, bleeding burning skies. That name just got ten times more awkward after what she'd blurted.

Stars rest her soul. Her very, vomit-inclined soul, that was.


Firestorm
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Firestorm laughed lightly at Berryfrost’s reaction. Her inability to come up a proper response to her joking threat was amusing to her. ”Oh you’re very much welcome Berry~” she said with a playful wink. The other cat was so adorably awkward and the new warrior was unable to stop herself from teasing her some more.

”Oh I’m just fabulous,” the orange she-cat said with a dramatic wave of her paw when asked how she was. ”I saw you over here all by your lonesome, and I thought to myself ‘See there is a girl that needs to have some fun’ and here I am! I’m the fun! Sooo, how’re you doing Berrywerry~?” Firestorm asked cheerily. There was something going on by the Seastones apparently that involved what appeared to be ShadowClan and ThunderClan, but that didn’t interest her. If she focused on it too hard the headache that she’d manage to push away through sheer willpower would come in like a storm and she did not want to vomit in front of all of the clans like this.

[Tecumori]

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Sharpclaw - The Grump
ThunderClan | Warrior | He/Him | 13 moons
Sharpclaw had been waiting patiently for the gathering to start. It seemed like RiverClan was last this time. He sighed, pulling his tail closer to him so he could groom it while he waited for the River-rats to arrive. He stopped mid-lick when the putrid stench of death filled his nose, and a ruckus of caterwauling echoed around him. 'What in StarClan?' he thought. Sharpclaw whipped his head to the front, craning his amber eyes around the crowd of cats. His jaw dropped once he'd found what all the commotion was about.

All eyes were on Cracklepaw as he carried what looked like a heap of dark-colored fur in his maw. He watched as the off-white apprentice dropped the clump of fur, grinning as he crudely revealed it to be the pelt of a ShadowClan warrior. A warrior that he claimed to have killed with his own two paws. Sharpclaw brought his jaw back up, curling his lips back into a sneer. To think, that someone from his own clan had not only savagely murdered another warrior, but had gone as far as to skin the poor thing's pelt and show it off like some trophy during a gathering! In just one night, ThunderClan had proved to be no better than ShadowClan to the entire forest.

Sharpclaw stood as two ShadowClan warriors approached Cracklepaw, and Mapleface jumped in to defend him. Just when he thought the situation couldn't get any worse, one of his own had to go and defend the vile little psychopath. 'Let 'em be attacked! Let 'em face the consequences of his actions!' he thought. Cracklepaw could not get away with this. It was only right that ShadowClan be the one to punish that wretched excuse of a ThunderClanner for what he'd done!

He never really liked Mapleface from the start, but now, as he watched her jump in to protect that- that wicked creature, any inkling of likeability drained away from the she-cat. It didn't matter a flying dung to him that they were related. In this moment she was just as bad as Cracklepaw, defending him from the punishment he so clearly deserved. Sharpclaw wouldn't have blamed any Shadowcat should they have succeeded in attacking him. Hell, if he weren't such a moral cat he would have done it himself!

Sharpclaw always made an effort to never escalate a situation, always keeping his mouth shut as tensions grew and clanmates argued. But this was something the striped tom couldn't just sit back and watch. He couldn't stomach the thought of allowing that fox-hearted monster to walk back to ThunderClan unscathed. It revolted him to think that such a sadistic and vicious cat had been living with them this entire time.

And even worse, that brat had admitted that this wasn't even his first kill, and certainly wouldn't be his last. Maybe ThunderClan really had killed Ivysnake then. If it were true, then ShadowClan had every right to declare war against them. It wasn't impossible for the tomcat to come to terms with the accusation anymore. Not after learning that an actual ThunderClanner had admitted-- no, bragged-- about murdering and flaying some innocent ShadowClan warrior. At least, Sharpclaw assumed they were innocent. Whatever that warrior had done couldn't possibly have warranted THIS!

He was already storming over to Cracklepaw until Bumblestar stepped in, ordering Mapleface to escort him home. "No! Let 'em be punished here! Right here at the gatherin' so everyone knows that ThunderClan don't condone this behavior!" he snarled. He knew he wasn't acting rationally right now, but he didn't care. The striped tom shook with rage, his glare now pointed at Bumblestar. This was all her fault. If she had never given out the order to kill then...

Oh, what was he kidding? Bumblestar was only half to blame for this. That cat was dead because Cracklepaw chose to kill them of his own free will. He wasn't some kit with no distinction between right and wrong. He was quite nearly a warrior, 10-11 moons if Sharpclaw remembered correctly. That monster was the only one who was at fault for this. But still... as the leader, it was Bumblestar who would have to shoulder the responsibility for her warrior's actions.

What sort of punishment would Bumblestar even give him? Cracklepaw deserved a more severe punishment than just camp restrictions and den cleaning. Personally, Sharpclaw would have chosen to have him exiled, or at the very least never allow that filth to become a warrior. The brat didn't deserve such an honor after what he'd done. Clearly, that vile apprentice had no honor or general respect for life, as was made clear by his obvious lack of remorse. Sharpclaw was seething now, sheathing and unsheathing his claws repeatedly. It was all he could do not to sink them into anyone.

He forced himself to take a few deep breaths. It would be immature of him to worsen the situation. Cracklepaw had already taken his leave. There was nothing left for him to do. "Nevermind, forget I ever said anythang," He huffed. He couldn't believe he had actually spoken out against his leader, and at a gathering no less. He dropped himself back down, ears pinned and claws still flexing. He turned his attention to Dawnstar as she spoke her mind on the matter. He could tell she was furious by the way her tail lashed behind her, but the way she spoke so nonchalantly about the situation made his blood boil.

Now he didn't know who to be angry at. Dawnstar had just witnessed a ThunderClanner drop the pelt of her clanmate right in front of her, and the first thing she does is basically say 'I told you so' to Bumblestar. Was he going crazy right now? Then again, how did he expect her to react? She was from ShadowClan after all, and a tyrant at that. It made sense that she wouldn't give a single whisker about just one of her clanmates dying. Great stars, she was probably excited about it, because now it meant she could both humiliate ThunderClan and justify her own clan's behavior and declaration of war.

Sharpclaw ripped his eyes away from her, locking them on the stars above. He couldn't stand looking at anyone without feeling the urge to snarl at them. He had never felt so disgusted and enraged in his life, and to make matters worse he was starting to get a headache from it all. He just wanted to escape from all this bloodshed and tension. No... he wanted to talk to someone about this. All of these thoughts and emotions were making him feel sick to his stomach. He just wanted to spill his guts to someone... that sounded gross but you get the point. Maybe Drizzlecloud wasn't all that wrong in setting up group therapy for the clan.

(Wow this post took a lot outta me~)

Leafi | Rose | Undertaker | Omari (mentioned your characters)

dino. (speaks directly to Bumblestar)
Image of my oc was created using Clangen Cat Maker

[Morrigan]

Shadefrost's grin left him the second his clanmate touched him with her tail. Was this some type of signal? If it was then what did it mean? Was Darkcloud finally starting to warm up to him! If so then... Hmm. Nah, on second thought, that didn't really seem too likely. At least not this soon in the game. It was probably something else, like "hurry up before I just leave you all together" or "you're getting on my nerves stop it". In fact now that he put it that way, it seemed more and more like what she was trying to say. Well if that was the case then, "Sorry, I'd love to stay and brawl with you, but... Oh who am I kidding I hate fighting weak opponents. But tell you what, if you're so eager to die then I'll meet you at the border after the gathering alright? Alright. Now if you'd excuse me, my beloved is waiting for me."
Darkcloud

Darkcloud narrowed her eyes beloved? Honestly this cat was so annoying but she didn't say anything she just silently stalked over to an empty spot near the edge of the clearing. But Shadefrost saying he'd fight that cat at the border seemed stupid to her was there really any use in it she doubted Elmshadow would waste herbs if her knew what happened and she'd tell him if her asked.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze's fur was bristling so much now she looked like a thistle "Ha! Fine we meet at Herondive Hollow then we see who's really weak!" she growled boldly she was ready this was a battle for her pride and Thunderclan even if she got punished for it she didn't care.

[MockingRabbit]

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Rufflepaw
Muscled Ginger cashmere bengal ▵ He/Him ▵ 6moons
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Rufflepaw was glancing around the place still taking in the appearances of different cats and the two different clan scents floating around. Thank God Riverclan wasn't here yet since he didn't have to smell the fish scent yet. That wouldn't stop them from eventually showing up if they did that. So far it seemed like they weren't going to show up at all, every clan was here so far besides them. Blue eyes blinked as he glanced around again once he felt done staring at the seastones, leaders seemed boring at the moment. As he turned he came face to face with an apprentice? He is pretty sure they are one, have to be since as far as he was aware only clan cats were allowed at the gatherings. Rufflepaw took a whiff of the air around him to see which clan this guy was from but all he got was a nose full of garlic. Which had him pawing at his nose at the strong smell, what was with all these clans with these strong scents?! First was Riverclan with the fishy smell now it was this guy with the garlic scent. Wait, which clan did this guy belong too! "Hi, I'm Rufflepaw" he sounded a bit skeptical as he stared at Dreampaw. The ginger tom wasn't sure how to handle this guy, he could suppose he came in with Thunderclan since he popped up right when they did so whom else could he be with. He flicked his bushy tail as he contemplated asking the other just to confirm his thoughts, but was that rude if he did? Oh well, he was going to ask anyways might as well suck it up and deal with whatever afterward. "I'm assuming you're from Thunderclan? You came in around the same time they did" he raised a brow waiting for an answer if he got one. As he sat there tail flicking back and forth once in a while, he could feel eyes on him briefly, at which he had seen it was his mentor when he looked back. Guess he was going to be watched by his mentor during this gathering, that was fine he would see how good of an apprentice he could be! Since he found whom it was staring him down, he returned his attention back to Dreampaw momentarily before looking back at the Seastones. At the sound of someone speaking loudly as they approached the leaders, the tom flicked his ear once more before he looked for the voice. Rufflepaw had no idea on earth who this guy was, but he sure was prideful to approach all the leaders like that. No outward reaction to the apprentice's actions so far, since he talked about trespassers. What the hell was he talking about, all he's heard while he was still in the nursery and now in the apprentice's den was how Thunderclan kept trespassing onto their territory! Blue eyes widened when he caught sight of the pelt being shucked at Dawnstar's feet, He had no idea who that warrior was but he was smart enough to know it was one of their clanmates, especially judging by his clanmates reactions. Now he looked like a puffball, he was furious how could that stupid tom do that and be smug about it? If he was sure that his mentor wouldn't be mad at him, Rufflepaw would of ripped his tongue out. Instead, the newly made apprentice sat there and dug his own claws into the ground, he had no power here to do anything. Glancing at the corner of his eye he finally noticed Dreampaw still there again, he had forgotten about the possible thunderclanner. Since he wasn't sure if this guy was one or not he choose to inch away from the other he didn't feel like sitting next to one single thunderclanner tonight.

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Dreampaw opened his mouth to apologise for the smell, explain its purpose, but all that came out was a slightly apologetic grunt or mumble. Well, that hadn't gone right, but at least the other apprentice's pelt wasn't glowing like it normally would. The ShadowClan cat introduced himself as Dufflepaw... Rufflepaw. Stars, his mind was already drifting. He dipped his head in a friendly way. His clan? Yeah, it was ThunderClan. He was about to speak again, when he caught the direction Rufflepaw had directed his focus... And was distracted again with all the chaos. What is going on? I can't see properly... If he were in his own world, he would just soar over the heads of the other cats, but for now he would have to settle for shifting around until his view was not blocked. He vaguely recognised the yowling cat as one of his denmates, and he had... A pelt? Dreampaw felt confused. Why was everyone shouting now? What was happening? His brain listed several possibilities, his favourite being that the pelt was the softest one in the world and that everyone wanted it for their nest. If that was the case, he wanted it too! But it didn't seem right, because there were loads of angry cats, and it didn’t look that comfy, so he decided not to shout out. He heard shuffling beside him, and turned back to see Rufflepaw a bit further away, and remembered the other apprentice's question. "Yeah, I am in ThunderClan."

[Neptune.]

SourPaw
[She/Her|Trans female|Lesbian|Thunderclan]
SourPaw giggled at her voice squeaking.

"Oooo! Yes! I would love that!" She purred and smiled.

The she-cat was confused with LichenPaw's next words but when she turned as well she saw what LichenPaw was talking about. SourPaw stared at CracklePaw with horror.

"Why would anyone do that?" She murmured her gaze following Cracklepaw as he exited the area.

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*-Lichenpaw-*
4/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye



Lichenpaw shuddered at the disaster happening up front, it truly was a horrible display. Was that apprentice out of his mind? It was one thing to do something like that in general, but to do so at a gathering? Was he absolutely mad? Colluding with Dark Forest cats and all that junk? Whatever the case she did not envy the position he had put himself in. Lichen had gotten into her fair share of trouble, but there was nothing that could bring her to do something like that, so vile and cruel and then waving it around like a sick trophy of your own self satisfied justice for something so minor as a border crossing? That could be solved with some yelled words and a few claws to the flank. There was no need to kill and then make a mockery out of that needless death by doing something as messed up as skinning it.

"Well, anyways" she said, drawing out the last word in hopes to get her mind off of it, "I hope it's not always so, uh, how do I put this? Chaotic? Uh.... vile? As whatever that display was in your clan. If it was I might just suggest running away to WindClan!" She stuck out her tongue and giggled at the end, hoping she got across the fact that she was joking... well, mostly joking.

[SunsetWhisker]

Starry :P

StarryLight

A deep navy blue bisexual she with star-like spots and brown fade on her legs, ears, and tail with a tendency to switch moods quickly.


``Quite good,`` She mewed, ``This war really is something, wish everything would just stop``


SunsetWhisker

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Sunsetslash
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Sunsetslash meowed "Yeah the war is getting to my clan I can tell.."

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[ChaosBringer.]

Nightgaze sighed loudly she was so bored and there were so many Shadowclanners she hated it! Growling quietly the small black she-cat rose to her paws and padded quickly to the farthest and darkness point of the clearing avoiding every cat and sat down sulking angrily.

OPEN


Fawnpaw

"Everyone is so hostile!! Is this all about the war?"
Fawnpaw asked, sitting close to her mentor, hoping to feel safer. "I haven't been in the clan that long, and I'm already in a war.."

Fawnpaw was shocked about Cracklepaw's entrance, but the smell of blood and decay excited her. 'Stop!' She screamed in her mind. She shouldn't like the smell.

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud narrowed her eyes beloved? Honestly this cat was so annoying but she didn't say anything she just silently stalked over to an empty spot near the edge of the clearing. But Shadefrost saying he'd fight that cat at the border seemed stupid to her was there really any use in it she doubted Elmshadow would waste herbs if her knew what happened and she'd tell him if her asked.

Nightgaze

Nightgaze's fur was bristling so much now she looked like a thistle "Ha! Fine we meet at Herondive Hollow then we see who's really weak!" she growled boldly she was ready this was a battle for her pride and Thunderclan even if she got punished for it she didn't care.

Shadefrost began to hum a fun and loud melody as he followed Darkcloud, clearly attempting to drown out Tiny Twin's voice. He didn't care for what she had to say anymore, though from how heated he was able to make her get with just a few words, he had an idea that she'd accepted his execution offer. When Shade finally settled himself down next to the beauty beside him, he said in a low voice, "Man, that was fun. I'm going to have a field day clawing that weakling of a squirrel to pulp.

Silverlightning sat by himself, boredom slowly taking hold over him. Well the Cracklepaw thing was a little interesting, but that was over now and no one seemed to be dying or fighting, so he saw no point in fanning the flame. Even if he did agreed with the rest of his clanmates, and think that the apprentice should be executed right now instead of sent home to be reprimanded.

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[dino.]

Bumblestar's ears swiveled forward and back as she glanced at the other warrior who approached her, of course growling in response. She fought the urge to roll her eyes. "You worry about your Clanmates," she said lowly, "and I'll concern myself with mine."

To Dawnstar, who made her want to snort out a laugh. "If you want us to keep bringing evidence of your warriors' demises to you, I can arrange that," she sneered. "But I believe what I told you was that if your warriors crossed ThunderClan's scent markers, we'd pay 'em the same courtesy of standards your Clan's been upholding for a long while with your borders, 'n that's all." Not that they'd start skinning cats and openly presenting the evidence. But maybe if push ever came to shove.

Her claws dug into the sand and she curled her lip. All talk, huh? She'd see what Dawnstar would be saying after she and her Clan were finished with the marsh rats. "Keep believing whatever you want to believe."

A final glance at Cracklepaw to make sure he really was leaving, and then she glanced blankly at Sharpclaw. "Let me deal with things how I deal with things."

For the sake of the skies. Just one peaceful Gathering. Jaw set with frustration,

"Well, I doubt anyone's paying attention in full after that display," she muttered, "but let's get things rolling, since I doubt RiverClan is showin' up." A shame. She wanted to more time to talk with Beanstar. "Despite only a small bit of news, I assure you that ThunderClan is stronger than ever." If she had to throw away a hundred ShadowClan lives to prove it, then so be it. "Violetfreckle, Spiderpaw, Ghostpaw, and Fawnpaw have joined our ranks. I expect all of 'em to be good additions, strong warriors, like all my cats are. Outside of that, nothin' new. That's all."

She stepped back, giving the others room to speak if they wished. Not that she cared, but formalities, right?

[ Woodlow Darkclaws Undertaker Moonraven ]

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[elswhere]

maplebird, sleethound, and irisflight all listened.

[Morrigan]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud sat down and curled her tail neatly around her paws as she listened to Shadefrost speak oh great her really was going to fight that Thunderclan warrior "Are you sure your going to fight her? She probably won't come and if she does I doubt Elmshadow will heal you if he hears the reason" she mewed calmly it seemed stupid to her to fight over a petty feud.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze watched Shadefrost with a cold stare "Fox-heart!" she muttered angrily still bristling but then she heard Fawnpaw's voice beside her and tried to calm herself though it didn't work very well "Yeah it's all those greedy no good Shadowclanners' faults!" she spat furiously.

Shadowed Flower

[ChaosBringer.]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud sat down and curled her tail neatly around her paws as she listened to Shadefrost speak oh great her really was going to fight that Thunderclan warrior "Are you sure your going to fight her? She probably won't come and if she does I doubt Elmshadow will heal you if he hears the reason" she mewed calmly it seemed stupid to her to fight over a petty feud.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze watched Shadefrost with a cold stare "Fox-heart!" she muttered angrily still bristling but then she heard Fawnpaw's voice beside her and tried to calm herself though it didn't work very well "Yeah it's all those greedy no good Shadowclanners' faults!" she spat furiously.

Shadowed Flower


Fawnpaw

""Do you want me to leave? I'll leave if you want!" Fawnpaw said, already standing up.

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud sat down and curled her tail neatly around her paws as she listened to Shadefrost speak oh great her really was going to fight that Thunderclan warrior "Are you sure your going to fight her? She probably won't come and if she does I doubt Elmshadow will heal you if he hears the reason" she mewed calmly it seemed stupid to her to fight over a petty feud.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze watched Shadefrost with a cold stare "Fox-heart!" she muttered angrily still bristling but then she heard Fawnpaw's voice beside her and tried to calm herself though it didn't work very well "Yeah it's all those greedy no good Shadowclanners' faults!" she spat furiously.

Shadowed Flower

"I don't know," said the warrior with uncertainty in his voice, "her declaration of war seemed pretty fervent to me. And yeah, I'm aware that the Elm tree doesn't do healings if he deems the cause of injury to be foolish or idiotic." Shade began to give his limbs a stretch so that they didn't get stiff on him, then he continued. "But don't worry about me, I've only ever had to see him for an injury twice. I'd say that I'm more than capable of beating the snot out of Tiny Twin without getting hurt too bad. Wait, were you worried about me? Aww, how sweet."

[Morrigan]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud listened silently so he was unsure himself but it didn't seem Shadefrost could be convinced out of it and she wasn't worried about him she just thought that having a warrior injured or killed in a personal battle could weaken the clan when an actual battle that could end the war and lead Shadowclan to victory would not be the best "I simply find it of no use you in danger yourself when anothed battle could happen soon" she said calmly hopefully that would change his mind.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze immediately turned her head to Fawnpaw oh no had she made her uncomfortable? "No, no I- I'm sorry I just... I just saw a Shadowclan cat that gets on my nerves" she admitted shamefully sadness in her gaze.

Shadowed Flower

[ChaosBringer.]

SIZE="3"][Darkcloud[/SIZE]

Darkcloud listened silently so he was unsure himself but it didn't seem Shadefrost could be convinced out of it and she wasn't worried about him she just thought that having a warrior injured or killed in a personal battle could weaken the clan when an actual battle that could end the war and lead Shadowclan to victory would not be the best "I simply find it of no use you in danger yourself when anothed battle could happen soon" she said calmly hopefully that would change his mind.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze immediately turned her head to Fawnpaw oh no had she made her uncomfortable? "No, no I- I'm sorry I just... I just saw a Shadowclan cat that gets on my nerves" she admitted shamefully sadness in her gaze.

Shadowed Flower


Fawnpaw

"I'll beat them up for you one day!" Fawnpaw offered. "Hey, Nightgaze? Just know I'll always be here for you." She said, sitting down again, a bit further away than she was before.

[Neptune.]

Beetlecrest listened to what the ThunderClan leader had to say, uncaring one way or the other [activity post, closed]

[Pitou]

**Elmshadow**

It was not missed by the dark tom that the young Windclan medicine apprentice had roundly admitted that something had gotten to the oldest of the leaders but she'd also made it clear, whether bluster or truthfully, that it wasn't something that they were particularly concerned about. Elmshadow had to admit there was some respect for the Windclan leader. She stuck around and she had a quiet control over her clan that was easy to miss by her rather passive demeanor. It was all more than he could have said for most of the Riverclan or Thunderclan leadership he could recall in his lifetime. Those who seemed to have had some merit didn't follow it through with sticking around. Though he also had to concede, at least to himself if to nobody else, opening himself up to accepting any form of respect toward any other clan was a rather recent development. He'd always respected them in a regard for not underestimating them in battle. Maybe this newfound respect for Windclan's ranks was not so different, but something about it felt new. He cocked an eye brow in understanding, accepting that Lightningpaw would leave it at that vague answer. But then, to further satiate his questions, Twilightstar herself was leaping up to the Seastone beside Dawnstar. So the old she-cat wasn't dead. It was simply an odd choice, that he was sure would make more sense once the gathering began, to have the deputy lead the clan in rather than herself. His eyes and thoughts switched to Cowtuft as the senior-most medicine cat showed up. He gave him a small greeting nod. "It'll be an important one, I have no doubt."
[ Alchemist Kitsune x ghostie ]

Next to show herself, was the Thunderclan leader, appearing bitter and stiff as usual. It made his pelt crawl and his green eyes tracked her slowly as she paced through the Windclanners and Shadowclanners up to the massive stones to join Twilightstar and Dawnstar. She was followed closely by her deputy. Thunderclan had chosen to show their faces after all, it'd be an eventful gathering, surely.

The Thunderclan leader and deputy were followed by the rest of their clan, of course not short of Springpaw and then Drizzlecloud. Both gave insubstantial greetings. Elmshadow's green gaze flickered toward the two in turn as they found their way up to the rest of thee group but gave nothing else in his turn, choosing instead to move his eyes back up to the leaders on their stone.
[ ares Omari ]

Then the scent of death followed in behind the clan of squirrels. A tingle buzzed up his spine and his green eyes searched out over the heads of the cats around the beach until he found the Thunderclan apprentice as he was dropping a pelt at the base of the Seastones. His hackles rose slightly as his green eyes watched the events play out. Another Thunderclanner was inserting herself into the fray, apparently protecting the crass apprentice. Houndhunter was next to confront the apprentice and demand the pelt followed by Bumblestar in all her fury. She was concerned about not stooping so low but either her clan was exposing her true nature, a bit he leaned toward judging by the way the Thunderclan queen was defending the apprentice even against her own leader, or Bumblestar truly had so little control or trust over her clan. Bumblestar had never seemed much to care about stooping low, murdering cats simply for being beside the border, as far as he'd discerned it hadn't stopped at just Shadowclan either. So he took the leader's bluster for nothing more than anger at the apprentice for making her own lack of control so obvious to the other clans. He had always scoffed at Thunderclan for their perceived moral superiority but they were no better than the rest of them, no less likely to murder for the fun of it than Shadowclan was, and Bumblestar was the worst of it, being both in herself, hypocrisy.

No sooner had the thoughts crossed his mind as they were being voiced by first Dawnstar and then the lowly apprentice himself. Interesting, to say the least. The squirrels were as disorganized, uncouth, and hypocritical as ever. Houndhunter's voice rose up once more addressing Bumblestar, an unnecessary, though not baseless, interjection.

Bumblestar seemed to make little of the demands for punishment, even some from within her own clan and instead started her own announcements. Stronger than ever, Elmshadow scoffed inwardly. If an uncouth and disobedient display of flaunting a pelt at a gathering is strength then maybe so; Elmshadow, however, took the line to be nothing but hot air, the formality of lies at gatherings.
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[Rose]

Mapleface (https://katlike1.wixsite.com/kats-wco-characters/mapleface)
She/Her


A serious of unfortunate events. Mapleface wasn't even joking, that was what today was. Biting back a groan, the Red Queen faced the approaching ShadowClanner [ @vampire (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=12350) ] head-on, fanned tail bristling with indignation as haunt talked so disparagingly to her little brother. "Nobody. Is touching him." The words were a low, warning snarl. If this moron thought haunt could hurt her brother with her on watch, haunt was dead wrong. "Not even you. Take the pelt if you want, and then leave. It's right there." No way in hell was she stooping low for a ShadowClanner and picking up a rotting pelt for haunt.

Her back arched in another show of temper, hackles rising and eyes narrowing to slits in a blind rage as Bumblestar [ @dino. (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=426) ] leaped down from her perch -- and Mapleface finally realized it was not an enemy who was standing before her now. An answering yowl of defiance built in her throat, taking in Bumblestar's fury-lit gaze. Green clashed with green, and Mapleface for a moment had half a mind to reprimand the other feline for the brutal way she'd spoken to Cracklepaw. The more sensible part of her mind caught up with her after a second or two, and Mapleface lowered her gaze in grim submission, jaw clenched with suppressed anger. "Yes, Bumblestar." Her head dipped, inclining to a respectful point despite Mapleface's wayward thoughts.

Tension was stirring among the crowd of Gathered cats, and Mapleface wondered what the WindClanners thought of such a spectacle. Whatever, she didn't care. So long as it got her brother out of here in one piece, nothing else mattered. Swallowing harshly, Mapleface found herself leaning back and closer to her baby brother, as if to make sure Cracklepaw [ @Leafí (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=13334) ] was still with her.

Jade hues flicked through the sea of cats all with ranging expressions, listing briefly upon a worried expression on one of her Clanmates; Yarrowcrest [ @silverwynds (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=19272) ], if she recalled correctly. Whatever, Mapleface didn't care for being doted upon. She never had been, and least of all wanted it to begin now. She was ready to defend her baby brother with her life, whether he be almost a full adult or not.

Damn the consequences to hell.

Behind her, Cracklepaw seemed to think the same, because he didn't keep his mouth shut. In fact, he was digging his own grave, calling the ShadowClanner they both faced a disparaging amount of names. And then, of all things, he turned his words on Bumblestar. "Stand the hell down." Mapleface warned her kin, her voice a low, grating snarl. Oh, the pretty queen was pissed beyond measure.

Blazing, anger-filled hues turned to assess the dark-furred tabby [ @Darkclaws (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=162) ] striding up now who was almost equally as large as the first. What in the blazes was ShadowClan eating for their warriors to grow that large? His words set off another set of ringing alarms inside her head, and Mapleface couldn't help the loud snarl that escaped her throat at his words. "Oh, pup, if you dare cross me, I'll make sure you never even look at him, or anything, anymore." The Red Queen threatened, lips peeling back to reveal gleaming white fangs.

Frogpaw [ @Sakura. (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=17782) ] strode up not long after, and Mapleface felt her spine stiffen with an overwhelming sense of protectiveness at the she-cat's absurd movements... and words. What in all the lands was she going on about? A sickening wrench went through her heart, sharp and to the point. This girl was unsafe for Crackles, of that Mapleface had decided. Hell could freeze over before she allowed those two together anymore. "Keep your limbs off my brother." Likely, Mapleface had said the words, but Frogpaw was already gone, taking that eerie smile with her as she supposedly sauntered off to camp.

Eyes of emerald fire switched warily to Dawnstar [ @Undertaker (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=10704) ] as the muscled leader began talking, her words an amused drawl. Her heartrate picked up with every word, every taunt going straight to her head and making Mapleface's blood boil with rage. For those few moments, all she saw was pure, undiluted red. How dare Dawnstar speak about ThunderClan that way, as if they were nothing but rats under her paw. Mapleface cared nothing for if Bumblestar was taunted -- the leader deserved a push here and there, but otherwise? Bumblestar had done as much good for the Clan as bad, maybe the former more than the latter, but still.

Narrowed, angry eyes fixated on Sharpclaw [ @Woodlow (https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=16141) ] as he stormed over, demanding that Cracklepaw be punished. Mapleface's ire and dislike for the wicked warrior only grew with each passing moment. Who did he think he was, able to tell Bumblestar to hurt and punish her kin, her little brother?!

Limbs trembling with the strain of keeping her emotions from spilling over, the Red Queen turned her attention to the next absurdity needing to be faced, to be addressed. This time, it was nothing so brutal. The ShadowClan warrior from the beginning was carting off "Starlingheart's" pelt, and Crackles -- thank the stars!! -- Cracklepaw was heading out. She began backing up, trailing after him while still keeping her front to the ShadowClanners. No way she was turning her back on them. Finally, when she was far away enough, the Red Queen pivoted on her heel and did her best attempt at herding Cracklepaw away from Seastones and back to camp.

Ironically enough, Mapleface assumed the worst of the night was over. Reality was going to be a slap to the face when she reached camp and found one of her two precious kits [ xavier. ] missing.

[Pitou]

**Sunsetpaw**
Shadowclan apprentice - 4.5 moons old
[OPEN]
Alchemist Kitsune [Oh so slowly making my way through everything ><]

As the small gray and white apprentice surged her way forward, she stopped short, bouncing in a circle as Moommoo’s voice cut through the din of all the other voices. “MooMoo! Isn’t it neat?! There’s so many other cats! And the smells!” His words sank in and she suddenly perked upwards. ”No no no, four eyes work much much better than two. And you’ll tell me about all the cats, right?”

Her pale blue eyes turned back over the other cats, most of whom she could hardly even make out the faces of. And then there was a sort of stirring and another new scent flooded over her. She turned to see a cat cutting through everybody else. She walked sorta like Miss Star did so she figured that must be another of those Stars that Miss Shiver had been talking about. She paid little attention beyond that, turning back towards the slowly growing group of cats filtering through the sandy beach. MooMoo found a nice apprentice last time, she was sure she could do the same.

But then the air around her spiked and the voices hushed before growing louder. Curiosity tugged at her. Sunsetpaw looked around at the faces all now peering in the same direction: towards the big stone the Star cats were sitting on. She didn’t look back to see if MooMoo was following before she ducked and ran, dodging around the legs and chests, trying but often failing to miss tails as well, of the bigger cats as she made her way steadily up to where everybody was looking. She stopped only once her eyes fell on the flattened cat at the base of the big stones. Her paws had dug neat little divots in the sand as she slid from a run to a stop, weight back in her haunches as her wide blue eyes studied the fur. And her ears began to swivel, suddenly aware of the voices and words swirling around. Pelt. Threat. Flaying. Filth. Blood. Dead. Punished. She watched everything unfold: the outburst, so many different cats, some she recognized but others she didn’t, folding in on the one who’d dropped the flat cat, pelt? And then that one cat she’d seen walking like Dawnstar coming down too. Her expression was open but unreadable until her head cocked. The pelt. It hadn’t occurred to her to take the pelt off of something and she still wasn’t quite sure the reason. Maybe it was easier for the strange cat to carry than to carry the whole cat. The most confusing bit of it all was the punishing part. She pieces together that the cat had been killed but that wasn’t bad, was it? Maybe there were some circumstances that made it a bad thing? She thought everything was interesting before but nothing prepared her for this. She wasn’t sure she’d ever learned so much as she had this one night. ”Is all of apprenticeship this crazy?! Everybody is talking and there’s a dead just brought out and…wow!” And then as nothing else had happened, the littler Star just started talking about clans and ranks and such. An excited smile gripped her face. ”Nothing like this ever happens in camp! That was awesome!” She wasn’t sure if MooMoo had kept up behind her or not so she didn’t know exactly who she was talking to or if she was talking to anybody at all, but that didn’t matter. Her mind was reeling faster than it ever had and she needed to put it out somewhere.

[Ladiebugg]

UHH OspreySplash, LeapMoon (ShC), DawnFog (WC) HeronSnarl, DawnShred, and FallowReed (ThC) were totally here the WHOLE time, yep. Everything's fine and I have braincells.

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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| Sprucepaw |

Emerald eyes were round, shocked and horrified as he saw the events before him transpire. Fudge prided himself in many a thing that stood out from these strange, clan cats. Among them was his not having been coddled in his kit moons. Hell, he was already an apprentice despite his four moons of age! That more than showed how much more capable than the average clan cat he could be, despite his kittypet roots, something most of these clan cats seemed to look down on so much to begin with. But he'd been through hell and back to get to where he was now. Been beat up more times he could count... Starved for days! Seen things in the alleys of the city the sheltered kits of the clans would never dream about! Yet nothing prepared him for this.

He hadn't really been paying attention. Spooky had distracted him. Plus why should he care if some annoying cat entered this gathering by showing off to everybody? They wanted to tick off the world? Let them. Less eyes on him, and that was all that mattered.

Except when it wasn't. When he saw what that... that... monster had on his back. Was that... was that what he thought it was? A pelt? A cat's pelt? Oh he was going to be sick... Oh he shouldn't have had that mouse before leaving. Why? Why would anyone do something like that?! Not even the cats of the city did something so... so savage. So horrible! And judging by the conversation, it had been one of Angry's cats that had done it?! One of ThunderClan. Of the cats he had associated with? Yep, he was definitely going to be sick.

Fudge didn't care most of the time. Cats could do whatever they wanted. As long as it had nothing to do with him, what did it matter? But to know that a cat that was somehow connected to him could do something so... horrible? It made his stomach churn. His heart beat faster. His brain scream at him that he had to get away. Far, far away from the monsters that did this. Best die a cat in the city than turn into one of these things. Was this what Angry had wanted? Was this what she had meant? Fear exuded from him at the thought, realizing just how dangerous this miniscule feline was.

Licking his lips as his eyes darted everywhere, seeking an escape from this place - not to ThunderClan, he couldn't go back there - his round gaze landed on a familiar, brown furred mountain that was calling to him. Fudge's ears perked up - when had they flattened on his head - at the sight, conflicting emotions raging between his heart and his mind. His brain was set. This was a ThunderClan cat. One of the cats that had done this. That did this for fun, judging by the mad cat's cackling. The Boulder could be calling him over to kill him... or worse. Turn him into one of them once and for all.

There was something about the tone of voice, however. The familiarity of the masterful hunter and fighter that had been overly talkative but... acceptable companionship ever since they'd met. True, their meeting had been questionable, but The Boulder had never been unkind. Would a cat that was such a goof, so careful to ensure he did not go too hard in battle training because he could get hurt, do something like this? No, they wouldn't. Not his Boulder... anyways.

Fur standing on end, unable to hide the fear that was making him shiver, the apprentice nodded, turning to give Spooky a meaningful stare. He doubted he had to talk to her, convince her to go to safety, but just in case she had somehow not realized what was going on, he mewed a singular word. "Pursue." His directions complete, the Birman mix proceeded to cautiously approach The Boulder, his crab like waddle commencing once again as he sought the safety that lay besides them.

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Rani [Mudhound] | Starfinder [Ghostpaw]

[Eden]

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Rufflepaw
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Rufflepaw couldn't believe that the thunderclan leader wasn't going to punish that idiot right on the spot. Why not? He deserved it since he had the audacity to throw a clanmates skin in front of everyone to see. He wanted to lay witness to whatever kind of punishment the older apprentice got for his idiotic actions. Rufflepaw kneaded the ground in frustration at the notion that the leader wasn't going to do anything in the public eye of the clans. What he wouldn't give right now to temporarily be a Thunderclanner so he could eavesdrop just to see what that cat's payment for his crimes would be. That wouldn't happen since he would rather die than be something else besides a Shadowclanner. Since he wasn't going to get what he wanted out of the whole situation he turned it back to this Dreampaw, he didn't want to get any more angry than before. He was right about his intuition then again it was the only option besides Windclan but they hadn't been here before that. The more he stared at this ThunderClan apprentice the more uneasy he got as it seemed they were in their own world. Why was he not reacting so negatively about his own clanmates actions? Hell, it seemed the other was more confused over being angry or astonished about all this. Wait, taking a moment to further study the other's facial actions and his body language it seemed the other was fully aware of everything going on. It just seemed that they weren't reacting to it like a normal cat would just confused about everything. This guy made him feel so uneasy around him, it was certain that there was something wrong with him but he didn't know what since he wasn't a medicine cat. Rufflepaw gave the other an uneasy look since it seemed all he had to say was him confirming his earlier suspicions. "Are...Are you not bothered by your clanmates actions?" he asked, who would not be bothered by it, bringing a skin to a gathering of all places.

RedLeif

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[GANDERGOOSE]

Tigerblush ━ She/they [OPEN]
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Tigerblush watched the scene with Cracklepaw, eyes so wide they began to burn. Even when the commotion died down she still had to take a second to regain her composure. These types of things didn't surprise her in the sense that she didn't expect them--because she did expect them--it was the fact that any cat could be capable of doing such vile things. Tigerblush couldn't, she hadn't in fact, her claws and fangs had never ended another cat; Yet somehow, others could do it so easily.

She closed her eyes and slowly turned back to face the leaders, unable to keep up a happy demeanor after another tragedy had shown itself. She thought about leaving, but she felt rooted to the ground and so she merely hung her head and listened as Bumblestar spoke.

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Longmoor ━ She/Her [OPEN]
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Longmoor only caught a glimpse of Cracklepaw, swiftly looking away with a long sigh. She didn't look back again, her eyes stared straight ahead. It's not that the sight made her queasy, nothing of the sort, she just didn't want to look. She wasn't interested in drama, of any caliber. It didn't concern her, and that's the way she wanted to keep it.

She watched Bumblestar with a look of boredom, having heard the same news time and time again. Her attention was almost entirely on Twilightstar, tail curling a little tighter around her paws as she wait for the her leader to take her turn.

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[Ian]

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Vixensnarl
Active Purrk: Shadow Fiend
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The Enforcer had been sitting in a shadowy corner of the Seastones, keeping to herself. Bumblestar's announcement went largely unheard as Vixensnarl spotted the cat she hated most. The cat who had murdered Ivysnake.

Slinking through the crowd until she was behind him, she wasted no time in lunging, claws unsheathed as she aimed to slam him into the ground. Gathering be damned, this tom had killed her sister.

"MURDERER! YOU KILLED IVYSNAKE!"

Undertaker dino. Starfall @/anyone else who wants to react

[Watermeloon]

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| Sprucepaw |

Emerald eyes were round, shocked and horrified as he saw the events before him transpire. Fudge prided himself in many a thing that stood out from these strange, clan cats. Among them was his not having been coddled in his kit moons. Hell, he was already an apprentice despite his four moons of age! That more than showed how much more capable than the average clan cat he could be, despite his kittypet roots, something most of these clan cats seemed to look down on so much to begin with. But he'd been through hell and back to get to where he was now. Been beat up more times he could count... Starved for days! Seen things in the alleys of the city the sheltered kits of the clans would never dream about! Yet nothing prepared him for this.

He hadn't really been paying attention. Spooky had distracted him. Plus why should he care if some annoying cat entered this gathering by showing off to everybody? They wanted to tick off the world? Let them. Less eyes on him, and that was all that mattered.

Except when it wasn't. When he saw what that... that... monster had on his back. Was that... was that what he thought it was? A pelt? A cat's pelt? Oh he was going to be sick... Oh he shouldn't have had that mouse before leaving. Why? Why would anyone do something like that?! Not even the cats of the city did something so... so savage. So horrible! And judging by the conversation, it had been one of Angry's cats that had done it?! One of ThunderClan. Of the cats he had associated with? Yep, he was definitely going to be sick.

Fudge didn't care most of the time. Cats could do whatever they wanted. As long as it had nothing to do with him, what did it matter? But to know that a cat that was somehow connected to him could do something so... horrible? It made his stomach churn. His heart beat faster. His brain scream at him that he had to get away. Far, far away from the monsters that did this. Best die a cat in the city than turn into one of these things. Was this what Angry had wanted? Was this what she had meant? Fear exuded from him at the thought, realizing just how dangerous this miniscule feline was.

Licking his lips as his eyes darted everywhere, seeking an escape from this place - not to ThunderClan, he couldn't go back there - his round gaze landed on a familiar, brown furred mountain that was calling to him. Fudge's ears perked up - when had they flattened on his head - at the sight, conflicting emotions raging between his heart and his mind. His brain was set. This was a ThunderClan cat. One of the cats that had done this. That did this for fun, judging by the mad cat's cackling. The Boulder could be calling him over to kill him... or worse. Turn him into one of them once and for all.

There was something about the tone of voice, however. The familiarity of the masterful hunter and fighter that had been overly talkative but... acceptable companionship ever since they'd met. True, their meeting had been questionable, but The Boulder had never been unkind. Would a cat that was such a goof, so careful to ensure he did not go too hard in battle training because he could get hurt, do something like this? No, they wouldn't. Not his Boulder... anyways.

Fur standing on end, unable to hide the fear that was making him shiver, the apprentice nodded, turning to give Spooky a meaningful stare. He doubted he had to talk to her, convince her to go to safety, but just in case she had somehow not realized what was going on, he mewed a singular word. "Pursue." His directions complete, the Birman mix proceeded to cautiously approach The Boulder, his crab like waddle commencing once again as he sought the safety that lay besides them.

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Rani [Mudhound] | Starfinder [Ghostpaw]
Rani Alchemist Kitsune
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"Oh... Okay," Ghostpaw mumbled, assuming the other apprentice was talking to her. He seemed to have finally relaxed around her, before that, he was going into hysteria as she bumped into him. His name was slowly revealing itself in her mind. Treepaw..? She guessed. Whisper, do you remember his name? You're good at that, Ghostpaw thoughtsaid, sending it to her brother's spirit hanging around somewhere.

The ThunderClan 'paw headed after her new buddy, minding her massive paws, stepping deliberately away from tails and other paws, her brow creased, concentration evident, etched across her face. She studied her surroundings at the same time, all the sights sinking in. It's my first Clan Gathering, as a Clancat. Remember, Whisper, when we would hide over there with the others? I don't have to hide anymore. You don't have to, definitely. Are you here somewhere, I wonder?

And then Ghostpaw saw it.

The pelt, draped proudly across a cat's back. An apprentice, no less. From ThunderClan,of all Clans. The Clan Ghostpaw was allied to, associated with. Nononono this isn't real, Whisper, don't look! she screamed in her head, vertigo relapsing on her. The one that came every time she thought of her runty littermate, dead at the claws of ShadowClan.

She stumbled to a halt, the world swirling. Starbursts flashed, danced, taunting the silvery 'paw. Whisper haunted her memory. Were the Shadowcats going to do this to him, before she arrived? Ghostpaw's frantic gaze dulled, her eyes rolling back. Her legs buckled, massive paws giving way. And she slumped into a silvery heap.




Uhhhhh.... Sprucepaw?
Basically passed out. She does that occasionally. The pressure from her bro's death gets intense sometimes

[Starfall]

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Spiderthroat
Beefed Up Tier III
Lillian

He hadn't even noticed anyone sneaking up on him until it was too late, feeling the claws dig into his sides as he was suddenly kissing the ground. Twisting his body, the tom attempted to kick his hind legs into the other Clanner in an attempt to throw her off.

Taking a moment to calm himself the Calico let out a hiss. "I've killed a lot of you Frog jumpers." he snapped, tail lashing. What was one more? So what, they knew herbs, and how to heal and keep the Clan afloat. It was just another cat. That being said he knew what he was doing, he knew it would shake them up a little and he would be lying if he said he didn't want them to feel an ounce of anger they couldn't put out. A hint of helplesness.

"Y'know last I checked this was supposed to be peacefull. What will your dead cats think when they see you bein so angry?" he asked with a clenched jaw. He'd gone through fires, and the sinking of a Clan, he doesn't believe in StarClan but he know's there's something out there doin that and he doesn't want to deal with it again for a good pawful of moons.

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud listened silently so he was unsure himself but it didn't seem Shadefrost could be convinced out of it and she wasn't worried about him she just thought that having a warrior injured or killed in a personal battle could weaken the clan when an actual battle that could end the war and lead Shadowclan to victory would not be the best "I simply find it of no use you in danger yourself when anothed battle could happen soon" she said calmly hopefully that would change his mind.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze immediately turned her head to Fawnpaw oh no had she made her uncomfortable? "No, no I- I'm sorry I just... I just saw a Shadowclan cat that gets on my nerves" she admitted shamefully sadness in her gaze.

Shadowed Flower

"Oh come on Cloudy," said the Shadowclanner with a bit of exasperation, "It's as if you have no faith in my abilities as the best within our clan." Honestly it was more like no one recognized that Shade was the best. Which was odd if you asked him. He'd only ever lost a fight once, not counting Finchwhisker his mentor, and even then it wasn't much of a big deal (even though it was). But did Darkcloud really think that some nobody who's name he didn't even know would do any worse. "Listen," said Shadefrost, his tail resting reassuringly on hers. "The worst that would happen is me not killing her because she managed to escape from me. That would be the worst possible outcome. But if you really don't want me to go, and I have to hear you say it, then I won't go. On the other paw if you say nothing might I ask a request of you?"

[Morrigan]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud flicked her tail away from Shadefrost she didn't like being touched he seemed to have forgotten or just didn't care but away from that now his request well she couldn't stop him so she'd might as well listen to it "Go on" she mewed emotionlessly she would refuse if it was anything outrageous, stupid or would endanger the clan but she was interested.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze smiled warmly and curled her tail around Fawnpaw's shoulders "Thanks kid. But don't worry about me I'm going to teach that Fox-heart a lesson after this gathering." she mewed brightly oh she couldn't wait to sink her claws into that Shadowclanner's pelt!

Shadowed Flower

[ChaosBringer.]

Fawnpaw

Fawpaw purred at the touch from Nightgaze, shifting closer.
The Doctor

[Pitou]

**Cougarivy**
Shadowclan Enforcer Commander
Lillian Starfall [For reaction]

[ Skipping reacting to all the other stuff so I can get to the end because I’m pressed on time >< ]

Cougarivy kept her eye on the commotion caused by the the Thunderclan apprentice and the pelt he dropped in the sand and everything that followed, growing excited by the drama and promise of chaos.

A second commotion caught the enforcer’s attention and she stood, lifting her front paws off the ground to peer over the heads of the other taller cats in the clearing. It wasn’t difficult to find the source of the second commotion. Vixensnarl. Her head cocked curiously and she made her way through the crowd quickly, heading for the fight. It wasn’t like Vixensnarl to be the cause of such commotion so Cougarivy could only assume the other cat had started it or there was a very good reason. Regardless, Cougarivy didn’t need any reason, much less a good one, to get her claws wet. And then she heard the yowl and it all made sense. She slowed but continued her path until she was crouched in a shadowy area within pouncing range of the fight. She had no intention of intervening unless needed. As much as she wanted to have some fun, she understood Vixensnarl had a bone in this fight. So unless she got the word to do something or the Thunderclanner, or another, tried something underpawed, she’d sit in readied wait.

[silver.]

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yarrowcrest // he/him // 17 moons
purrks active: mind reader

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One horrifying thing after the next. Threats, claws and teeth baring, low growling... So much for peace. Soon enough these gatherings will only summon the rage of Starclan from above and all clans will be due to suffer. Concerned gaze meeting the ire of the red queen, his ears lay back a bit, attention then shifting to the Shadowclan cats spewing threats at her. The apprentice was a menace. Dangerous, deranged even... He didn't blame the other clan cats for wanting to tear him apart. In the same breath he didn't blame the molly for wanting to defend what he assumed at this point was either her apprentice or kin. If it came down to defending Sparrowfur or Maplebird, or even Alderstep at this point, he would do so without hesitation. A coward. Yes. Disloyal? Never. To those he held dear, anyway. Thunderclan and their descending leader however... He was beginning to care less and less. As much as he appreciated her reprimanding Cracklepaw for his deeds, he can only wish more punishment upon the white tom, in agreement with the voice that demanded immediate justice.

A fearful look to the cats now grouped and filled with dangerous tension, his ears are all but deaf to Bumblestar's words. At this point he could care less as to what she thought was appropiate to report. The only thing on his mind was the safety of Mapleface, the molly defending the idiot with the mirth of an insane cat. Quietly and without bringing much attention to himself, he slips through the crowd and trails after the two, taking one last look over his shoulder to spot Sparrowfur among the crowd before trotting quickly over the sand to catch up.

Even if nothing happened, he wanted to make sure they made it back to camp safely. Or at least, Mapleface did... If something were to happen to the younger cat, then... He would fight to defend him as his clan mate, but not as his friend. And that meant not letting such a thing cost him his life. He only had one of those and it was not to be thrown away for someone as disrespectful as Cracklepaw.

[ YARROWCREST HAS LEFT THE GATHERING. ]
mapleface // Rose | cracklepaw // Leafí | sparrowfur mention // Roo_!

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud flicked her tail away from Shadefrost she didn't like being touched he seemed to have forgotten or just didn't care but away from that now his request well she couldn't stop him so she'd might as well listen to it "Go on" she mewed emotionlessly she would refuse if it was anything outrageous, stupid or would endanger the clan but she was interested.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze smiled warmly and curled her tail around Fawnpaw's shoulders "Thanks kid. But don't worry about me I'm going to teach that Fox-heart a lesson after this gathering." she mewed brightly oh she couldn't wait to sink her claws into that Shadowclanner's pelt!

Shadowed Flower

”Sooo,’ he began, drawing the first word out in order to put off the question a little longer. He’d been hoping that Darkcloud would ask him, beg him not to go and fight the weakling. But that was probably too much to ask for if he’d basically just started trying to win her affection. Oh, how he thought he’d win this battle. Ah well, it wasn’t the end of the world. And it definitely wasn’t the end of the war, so he’d have another chance at it. Besides he had a question to ask right now, ”Umm, I can’t go to the border by myself. And I don’t think that I want to this time around. Could you come with me so that I don’t get in trouble?”

[Morrigan]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud blinked at him in slight surprise he wanted her to come to the border with him? But she narrowed her eyes "How will me being there not get you in trouble?" she asked emotionlessly this seemed kinda stupid to her already.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze smiled happily before turning her eyes to the leaders were they starting announcements now?

Shadowed Flower

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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| Lightningpaw |
Flock Together [Tier 1] - Inactive

One by one the other medicine cats arrived. Cowtuft's arrival surprised her. She had been so certain her mentor would stay by their leader's side after Beanstar's attack. But of course, Twilightstar herself obviously meant for her to look good, as she herself padded up the clearing and towards the leader's perch. Honestly... that cat needed to be tied down to a nest and forced to sleep. Did they have enough cobwebs to make that happen? Maybe they could fashion something similar to a spider's silk with strong enough strands of ivy? It was certainly worth looking into for the more... stubborn of patients.

The scent of ThunderClan causing her brow to quirk, the lithe calico soon saw narcissism and power hunger incarnate walk towards the leader's perch, joining the wolverine and Twilightstar. All that was missing now was Beanstar, and a calm, serene discussion between all the leaders could start. Truth be told, Lightningpaw was close to starting to take bets on how much the truce would last tonight. Honestly, a gathering tonight had to be one of the most foolhardy things ever... and the fact that she understood the reason for it made her just as much a fool as the rest of them. A neutral, rather emotionless voice sounded besides her, and the Abyssinian mix turned, only to see Springpaw had joined them, with Drizzlecloud not too far behind. Despite her suspicions regarding their leader, the wiry framed apprentice had found herself liking the pair of ThunderClan healers well enough. Flashing a playful smirk in response, she let her brow quirk. A silent oh, it will be sent her fellow apprentice's way. Because if things were as tense between ThunderClan and ShadowClan as they were between WindClan and RiverClan, they would most certainly be in for quite the evening.

"Ta, Drizzlecloud. Been proper right. Glad the rains finally seemed to stop. Two gatherings in a row without looking like a wet rat is a blessing at this point," the medicine cat apprentice purred in amusement, fully aware of the rising tensions at the leader's perch and choosing to ignore it.

Any idea, thought, imaginative dream she might have had that this would be a peaceful gathering was gone. Gratefully, at eleven moons old, Lightningpaw was no longer naive. It hadn't been the eruption of chaos that had sent her for a loop. It hadn't even been the fact that it had been ThunderClan making arseholes of themselves that had surprised her. It had been the vile, repugnant, arrogant crime that was being committed before all the cats of the clans - RiverClan not withstanding - by that... that... tom.

The Abyssinian mix's large ears flattened, almond shaped eyes narrowed as her nose wrinkled in disgust, the scent only acceptable thanks to the positions her line of work tended to put her in. How could ThunderClan do this? They had done nothing but cruel, power hungry, vicious moves one after the other ever since her first gathering. She had wondered, truly, how it was that ShadowClan had the reputation for being the most dangerous, roguelike, evil clan in the forest when every piece of evidence presented to her showed her that it was ThunderClan that deserved that spot. There was... no sense in this. A worthless, mad apprentice, every bit as narcissistic as his leader, yowling some nonsense. Playing with the pelt of a dead ShadowClanner.

Warriors died in battle. She knew this. She had already been present in battle. This was a sad fact of life. Lightningpaw wanted to believe that no clan cat would ever take a life on purpose. That it would always be only if forced. In self defense. The murder of Ivysnake had begun to erode that notion away. Beanstar's arrogance had made cracks appear. But this? There was no way she could ever believe that a clan cat would be above such petty, repugnant, miserable an action as purposefully killing another whilst enjoying it. Because here was the proof, being defended by one of its no doubt equally vile clanmates.

The hypocrisy of the action this molly took made her tail lash out, even as she kept her place among the other healers. How dare she? This apprentice had just killed another. Brought his pelt as a gift to the ShadowClan leader. And she had the gall to demand no one touch him? This fox-heart was lucky that the wolverine hadn't leaped to rip his own pelt off from his sorry body. Although it seemed that some of his clanmates weren't quite as patient. Not that she could blame them. Stars above, this was a bigger mess than she had anticipated, and she had definitely thought war would break out tonight!

Lightningpaw turned her gaze towards the sky as the apprentice walked away, given not even a slap in the paw by his own leader. But then, what had she been expecting? If Bumblebreath acted this way, it was only a matter of time before the bloodlust spread through her ranks. Unless of course this was how they'd always been, and the other clans were so busy chasing after ShadowClan they had failed to see ThunderClan for the monsters they truly were. And of course, there was one very important question to be asked right now.

Where was StarClan? Were they aware of what was going on, or were the gray-pelts just sitting back and enjoying the drama unfold in typical StarClan fashion? There was no way this was upholding the truce. Bringing the corpses of an enemy clan to wave around like a trophy. And if it was, then everyone else might as well just spit at the truce and call it a farce. A worthless fabrication that old has been felines imposed upon the living to make them dance for their own amusement.

Of course, the drama wasn't done. Oh no. Bumble might be thinking she could just go along with her little plan. Give her announcements like she owned the place, like the arse she was, but there was more in store it seemed. Another cat was yowling. Screaming. To the one who... had killed Ivysnake?!

Eyes no longer narrowed, Lightningpaw felt her blue hues grow rounder, ears perked up in surprise. Had the ThunderClan head really allowed the murdered to come to a gathering? Was she a mouse-brain? No... not a mouse-brain. She just didn't care. She could talk as much as she could, but she was certain of her worth. Of how she owned the clans. So what if the murderer of a medicine cat was right there? She didn't care, because it didn't revolve around her, and that was all that lump of evil cared about.

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Pitou [Elmshadow] | x ghostie [Cowtuft] | Omari [Drizzlecloud] | ares [Springpaw]

[elaif]

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Pupils being nothing more than black shards in his icy, blue gaze, Vulturefang took in the the dramatic events with a dead panned expression. Of course this would happen... God, what was wrong with these cats? The Shadowclan deputy watched the events unfold, not even letting a fraction of emotion slide into his gaze. While ridiculous, the situation was being handled somewhat civilly. Sure there were a few threats tossed around, but at least the main issue was resolved by the apprentice leaving. Casting a weary eye at Dawnstar, Vulturefang could feel the air thicken with tension. This was shaping up to be a less than ideal gathering. A breath of frustrated air whistled through the exposed teeth as everything slowly started to simmer down.
About time. Jesus Christ....

The relief was unfortunately short lived as something exploded the temporary silence before the storm. Brows knitting together darkly, a scowl twisted at the corner of his scarred muzzle.
You've got to be kidding me...
Entire form stiffening at the site of the ever elusive Vixensnarl, the massive cat rose to his paws and leapt from the rock. Stalking towards the brawl, shoulder fur bristling, Vulturefang approached the two. " Vixensnarl!" he snapped " What in the bleeding HELL do you think you're doing!?" Trying to remain somewhat calm, he refrained from yanking the enforcer off of the Thunderclanner. Truthfully, he didn't give a damn about what was happening to this delinquent. He really couldn't care less. If Vixensnarl wanted to rip the legs off of the murderous Thunderclanner, then so be it. He wouldn't bat an eye. But the issue was that she was attempting to do it here. At the gathering.

Besides the fact that there was a truce, it seemed pretty clear that Dawnstar wasn't looking to cause any physical trouble at the moment. The time would come when Shadowclan would get their needed revenge, but not here, and certainly not now. Claws scraping across the stone, the deputy continued to bore holes into the aggressive molly. " Get off of the guy, and return to your clan." he ordered coldly. "This isn't the time for your hissy fit. Your acting like an immature child! I mean, honestly, If Dawnstar wanted you to pick a fight, then she would've said so a looong time ago." the ragged tail swishing furiously behind him he decided to drawl on a bit longer. " So again, return to your seat, or pack it up and go home. Your choice hun." expression leveling out to a monotone look, he waited for a response. To say he hadn't been pleased with her recent behavior would be a huge freaking understatement. And the molly would only dig her grave further by giving an emotionally charged excuse for her assault. It wasn't the time for personal feelings, it was the time to think rationally.

// | Mentions: Lillian :Vixensnarl | Undertaker : Dawnstar | \\

[Undertaker]

Dawnstar's tail refused to still itself as Bumblestar had her rebuttable as usual, it was weak and uncaring. In all honesty, Dawnstar was wondering what was going through Twilightstar and WindClan's heads most of all. Since RiverClan wasn't here, it was all about ThunderClan and ShadowClan drama at this gathering. But that would probably change around the next gathering if the new injuries Twilightstar was sporting were anything to go off of.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Bumblestar as she jumped into her announcement, making sure to remind everyone how strong ThunderClan was, even if t was a lie. Bumblestar had no control over her cats and obviously didn't care about ThunderClan's reputation since she had no problem letting her warriors flay other cats without repercussions. At this rate, ThunderClan would be seen as no better than ShadowClan, or better yet worse.

Which was rather annoying, there were four separate clans for a reason each one holding unique values and attributes. If ThunderClan wanted to toss their own away and follow in ShadowClan's shadow, they should merge with ShadowClan now. She wonders how the rest of ThunderClan would feel about that, would they just keep blindly following the bumbling fool they called leader?

Taking the brat's place once she moved, Dawnstar began ShadowClan's announcements. "We have several young cats who have started their training. Eveningpaw, Morningpaw, Rufflepaw, Flowerpaw, Chubpaw, Ravenpaw, Ruepaw, and Sunsetpaw." Of course, she had to pause mid-speech when she heard her daughter, Vixensnarl, yowl out about a killer and then jumped straight into battle.

Well, that was a little too riveting to ignore. What was more interesting was the response to the accusation. The ThunderClan warrior wasn't denying it nor even trying to refute Vixensnarl's claim, he seemed more annoyed that he was being attacked at a gathering. Why he seemed so worried about StarClan and the truce when he was running around killing medicine cats was rather opposing.

"So ThunderClan just assumed that I was lying about a patrol of ThunderClan rats invading and murdering Ivysnake then, and just ignored the claim?" Dawnstar huffed exasperatingly to ThunderClan as a whole but wasn't expecting any answer. She was seemingly unconcerned about putting a stop to Vixensnarl's prompt attack. Vulturefang was already on it anyway. Begrudgingly she was a little disappointed since she wanted to see Vixensnarl kill the cat, but Vulturefang raised a fair point... sorta. Besides, murderer or not, ThunderClan had lost any chance to right this wrong when they denied the accusations and decided to ignore the fact that their own murdered a medicine cat for no reason. That warrior's death wouldn't solve anything.

Dawnstar was told that no one had raised a claw against Ivysnake and no ThunderClan rat touched her borders, but clearly, another lie that no squirrel tried to uncover. Her gaze danced along the cats within ThunderClan. Was everyone in ThunderClan just too dumb to think for themselves or preferred to live in denial that their clan was too righteous and honorable to commit such acts of evil? Even if Ivysnake had been over the border, that didn't give them justification to kill her of all cats, not like with warriors and apprentices. There were some traditions and rules that not even ShadowClan broke recklessly.

ShadowClan itself had little to no respect for the warrior code, or the dead stars, and cared less about honor, but even Dawnstar made it well known that her clanmates shouldn't go around murdering medicine cats. Not because of what they symbolize or a fear of StarClan's wrath, but because of what they do and how much harder it was to find replacements, and don't even get her started on their training. It sucked losing an experienced medicine cat, and Ivysnake had been a dependable and useful one, not to mention Dawnstar lost another kin. ThunderClan would be paying in blood and death until she was satisfied retribution had been served.

Dawnstar would happily slit the throat of one of her cats if they pulled the same stunt ThunderClan was pulling with any medicine cat; especially if they had trespassed into another clan's territory to gang up on a medicine cat. She didn't need garbage like that in her clan. ShadowClan had standards and lines that Dawnstar preferred to avoid crossing, killing for no reason was a big no, alongside killing for pure pleasure or enjoyment. She did try to keep a touch of control and discipline in the chaos she sowed. She'd bend her own rules for small things or if she truly found some sort of entertainment value, but rarely without reason.

No point in wasting her breath provoking Bumblebrat about this, everyone knew by now that if the punishment was left to Bumblestar she'd do nothing other than blow more hot air and sit on her tail. And ThunderClan would let her because they mousebrains.

Moonraven

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Beaming down at the younger apprentice, Mousepaw nodded enthusiastically. "Oh yes, yes. I will let you know who the friendliest cats to talk to are, yep," he assured his sister before lifting his head, looking amongst the many gathered cats for an approachable face or two. Preferrably WindClan, if he were to be honest. Talking to a ThunderClan cat while they were in the middle of war and he half wanted to shred their ears off - completely, there was nothing half about it - was probably not the wisest of things.

The heavy set apprentice flattened his ears, gray fur gleaming in the moonlight. He couldn't find Moorpaw anywhere, and a part of him worried for his friend. Had something happened to her? Maybe she had just chosen to not attend the gathering? He'd certainly chosen to stay behind last moon. Unfortunately, with things the way they were, he couldn't help but see enemies everywhere. Cats that were too big. Too strong. That could rip his sister to pieces with a single strike. White tipped toes wriggled unhelpfully as he debated the idea of simply walking along with his sister, keeping her entertained until the leaders started talking when she bolted.

Horrified at what could happen to the small, gray molly, he took after her, bumping and shoving cats accidentally as he did so. His large frame made it impossible for him to duck around as he had when he was younger. He hadn't noticed everyone looking in horror towards the leader's perch. Mousepaw had most certainly not understood the rambling words of whoever had spoken, his focus solely on the little kit still making her way towards the front. It was impossible to ignore what was happening before him, however, once he reached the front, verdant eyes rounded with shock as a cat who carried the undeniable reek of ThunderClan waved around a pelt. A familiar pelt. One he hadn't known personally, but whom he'd trained besides until not too long ago. Until after the battle for Sunkissed Creek.

Starlingheart...

Pupils mere slits as he narrowed his eyes with hatred, Mousepaw felt his claws unsheathe. There were others gathered around the feline making the ruckus, and the short furred tom found himself hoping for a break in the truce. For his death. His sister's words were present, albeit very far away, the blood roaring in his ears disallowing him from fully making out what she said. It wasn't until the snake-heart was gone, until Dungstar had dismissed him - coward, Dawnstar would have executed him on the spot for daring to make such a display, embarrassing all of ShadowClan - that he felt his heart beat slow down, his sister's words becoming louder. More present.

Confused, he stared down at the small molly, unable to understand what she meant. A cat had just killed one of their own, used his pelt as a toy, and she thought that was awesome? How... how would his mom have handled this? How could he tell her there was nothing awesome about this, and in front of all of these cats. It wasn't her fault, of course. She knew no better. He had been a less than stellar parental figure, unsure of how to guide her. He'd messed up to the point of her not knowing what they were to each other. But to have her relish in death... In the death of a clanmate. It was... not something he'd ever thought he'd have to handle.

Keeping silent for a moment, Mousepaw shook his head, sorrow overtaking him. Ever since birth she'd been surrounded by death. It was time she began understanding it... especially if she was to be a paw. He only wished he could have shielded her from it for longer. "It doesn't happen at camp because ShadowClan are honorable," he responded, standing besides her, keeping his voice low so that only she could hear. "This was... the opposite. We'll talk more. When we get back home, alright?"

The young apprentice could not be left thinking this was alright. Thinking killing others for sport was a fantastic way to spend the time. He had to do right by her, like their mum would have done if she was still here. He owed it to Sunsetthorn to make sure that her daughter - his sis - could be a cat she would be proud of, especially with how he had failed to be with her in the end. Protectively, he stayed close to the blue eyed apprentice. He wasn't certain if battle would break out - considering Vulturefang was already having to talk someone away from breaking the truce it was very likely - but if it did, he would have to make sure she got out of here alive. He would kill any ThunderClanner who dared get in his way from making that goal a reality.

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Pitou [Sunsetpaw]

[Levi 99]

Darkcloud

Darkcloud blinked at him in slight surprise he wanted her to come to the border with him? But she narrowed her eyes "How will me being there not get you in trouble?" she asked emotionlessly this seemed kinda stupid to her already.

Levi 99

Nightgaze

Nightgaze smiled happily before turning her eyes to the leaders were they starting announcements now?

Shadowed Flower

"Have you forgotten already," asked Shadefrost with a quizzical expression, "Dawnstar said that we aren't allowed to go to Thunderclan's border unless we have a buddy."

[Morrigan]

"Have you forgotten already," asked Shadefrost with a quizzical expression, "Dawnstar said that we aren't allowed to go to Thunderclan's border unless we have a buddy."
Darkcloud shrugged slightly she probably did but her mind was on other things these days "Alright but I won't save you if things go wrong" she mewed emotionlessly it was probably true if he got himself in trouble he'd have to get himself out of it.

[gs29513]

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Was this cat for real? Mudhoud gave serious thought to her suggestion that the other clans suffered from boringitis, although they seemed to realize how much of a joke it was, and a pretty unintelligent one at that, halfway through their response. There was a brain somewhere in there, apparently, just not one that worked very quickly or often. Or, apparently, one with any concept of sarcasm. Deadmoon scoffed quietly at their comment about her being witty, replying drily Happy to be of service. before chuckling a bit more genuinely at the assertion that they would be safe because of their height. What if they snap your legs first, then what? she inquired.

It seemed her rather casual probing yielded some information, although nothing terribly exciting. She hadn't know exactly where Shadowclan and Thunderclan, but it wasn't anything to write home about that the pine forest cats were making enemies. That seemed to be their habitual state. Riverclan's been getting a bit....unnecessarily testy. she replied, by way of a rather unsatisfactory explanation. It would probably not be in her best interest to reveal all that had transpired, her own role notwithstanding, seeing as Twilightstar was out a life and severely injured, so much so that Fallownose had led them to this gathering.

But, before she could think of something else sarcastic to say, preferably in the vein of mocking Shadowclan, an interruption occurred. And by interruption, she meant a Thunderclan apprentice walked in, covered in blood, dragging a Shadowclan corpse.

Well, that escalated quickly.

It was probably quite inappropriate for her first thought to be 'well, i guess you're more likely to snap a shadowclan neck than they are to snap yours', even as Mudhound was calling out to some of their younger clanmates. She had a similar though herself, despite not being involved in what was looking like more tension than she had imagined, but Goldenpaw didn't seem to be around. She wasn't sure how much battle training her apprentice had, she'd have wanted to keep an eye on him either way, but it appeared as though there was going to be blood one way or another soon. There already had been. Who was next was the only question.

Mudhound commanded her attention again, this time offering some sort of apology for what was, in all likelihood, an act of war. Dawnstar had no qualms with her own cats spreading death, but when attacked she always, ALWAYS struck back. Windclan would know. I imagine you'll have more trouble from Shadowclan than with any disapproval from me. she mewed, feeling at once like it would be hypocritical to judge someone for the idiocy of their clan and like it would be immoral NOT to distance herself from such violence. She chose the latter flaw, because it was Shadowclan, and Windclan hadn't been friendly with them basically in living memory, at best sustaining a temporary stalemate. I wouldn't be surprised if they're in your camp within the moon, slaughtering everyone in sight. A grim prediction, to be sure, but a cat was dead and Dawnstar already looked livid. Nothing good was on the horizon, at least not as far as she could see. Rani

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Rufflepaw couldn't believe that the thunderclan leader wasn't going to punish that idiot right on the spot. Why not? He deserved it since he had the audacity to throw a clanmates skin in front of everyone to see. He wanted to lay witness to whatever kind of punishment the older apprentice got for his idiotic actions. Rufflepaw kneaded the ground in frustration at the notion that the leader wasn't going to do anything in the public eye of the clans. What he wouldn't give right now to temporarily be a Thunderclanner so he could eavesdrop just to see what that cat's payment for his crimes would be. That wouldn't happen since he would rather die than be something else besides a Shadowclanner. Since he wasn't going to get what he wanted out of the whole situation he turned it back to this Dreampaw, he didn't want to get any more angry than before. He was right about his intuition then again it was the only option besides Windclan but they hadn't been here before that. The more he stared at this ThunderClan apprentice the more uneasy he got as it seemed they were in their own world. Why was he not reacting so negatively about his own clanmates actions? Hell, it seemed the other was more confused over being angry or astonished about all this. Wait, taking a moment to further study the other's facial actions and his body language it seemed the other was fully aware of everything going on. It just seemed that they weren't reacting to it like a normal cat would just confused about everything. This guy made him feel so uneasy around him, it was certain that there was something wrong with him but he didn't know what since he wasn't a medicine cat. Rufflepaw gave the other an uneasy look since it seemed all he had to say was him confirming his earlier suspicions. "Are...Are you not bothered by your clanmates actions?" he asked, who would not be bothered by it, bringing a skin to a gathering of all places.

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Dreampaw frowned and considered Rufflepaw’s question for a moment. Are you not bothered by your clanmate’s actions? Which clanmate? Bumblestar shouting was annoying, but it wasn’t at him, so did it really matter? Sending the apprentice away would annoy him if he was close with him, but he wasn’t. Maybe it was Cracklepaw himself he should be bothered about? With the pelt... “Um... Yeah...” He mewed uncertainly. He didn’t like the way they had started a big commotion, it was too shouty. “Are you? By yours?” They were also shouting, and it seemed that something else was going on, started by a ShadowClan cat. He pricked his ears and heard something about murder and medicine cats. He recalled hearing talk of that in a clan meeting. It didn’t sound very nice. Then Dawnstar started to speak, and she said Rufflepaw’s name. Dreampaw smiled at the other apprentice. “Congratulations, I was made an apprentice recently, too.”

[Moonraven]

Twilightstar wasn't shocked to see Bumblestar greet her as she arrived with ThunderClan. Aside from personal feelings, there was no need for animosity between the ShadowClan and WindClan. The leader kept that in mind as she went to dip her head back in greeting, but naturally, nothing remained calm at a gathering.

Not that she should have expected anything less, but this gathering was extra dramatic. ShadowClan and ThunderClan were the stars of this show, more ThunderClan than ShadowClan. Twilightstar's opinion of ThunderClan had been low, but that plummeted as she watched Bumblestar's poor attempt at handling a mere apprentice and an exceedingly disrespectful warrior.

A part of being a leader was deciding on punishment for inappropriate behavior and actions, but if one just didn't care enough to bother with... She supposed they'd act and blow smoke like Bumblestar. The smaller cat shifted into announcements as if to shift topics, but Twilightstar wasn't paying attention still a little stuck on the whole bringing a pelt to the gathering thing.

Then Dawnstar started and a fight broke out in the middle of her announcement, of course, between ShadowClan and ThunderClan. Only this one regarded Ivysnake, ShadowClan's deceased medicine cat who was slain by trespassing ThunderClanners. Bumblestar had denied any involvement during the last gathering, but considering Vixensnarl's fury and the blunt way the ThunderClan warrior spoke, it seemed to hold some truth.

So all she was getting from this was ThunderClan was no better than ShadowClan, or at least by leader standers, possibly a little worse. It seemed like WindClan was truly the only clan left with a hint of honor these days. Why StarClan gifted RiverClan, ShadowClan, and ThunderClan with such foxes as leaders she'd never understand. Perhaps it was just another sign that StarClan just didn't care about them or their code.

"WindClan has nothing to share." Twilightstar meowed, not in the mood to compete with the other two clans for attention. Twilightstar was sore and tired, plus RiverClan wasn't even here and she came here to deal with them. She'd rather just wait to speak till the next gathering, no point in speaking to be ignored or overlooked, her clanmates deserved more than that.

"WindClan let's go home." Twilightstar ended the gathering by leaping down from the leaders' perch. If StarClan cared enough they'd do something about the fighting, but considering they've let them fight during a gathering before she wouldn't be shocked if it was allowed again between ShadowClan and ThunderClan, but if the two clans had common sense they'd leave like she was doing.


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*Tigerpaw left with her Clan*

[Kaybug.]

Mistycloud and dovepaw went home, following Twilightstar.

[Morrigan]

Frostpaw
38/100

Frostpaw silently rose to her paws and followed the rest of her clan.

[lem~]

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*-Lichenpaw-*
4/100
she/her | 7moons
small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye



Lichenpaw shuddered at the disaster happening up front, it truly was a horrible display. Was that apprentice out of his mind? It was one thing to do something like that in general, but to do so at a gathering? Was he absolutely mad? Colluding with Dark Forest cats and all that junk? Whatever the case she did not envy the position he had put himself in. Lichen had gotten into her fair share of trouble, but there was nothing that could bring her to do something like that, so vile and cruel and then waving it around like a sick trophy of your own self satisfied justice for something so minor as a border crossing? That could be solved with some yelled words and a few claws to the flank. There was no need to kill and then make a mockery out of that needless death by doing something as messed up as skinning it.

"Well, anyways" she said, drawing out the last word in hopes to get her mind off of it, "I hope it's not always so, uh, how do I put this? Chaotic? Uh.... vile? As whatever that display was in your clan. If it was I might just suggest running away to WindClan!" She stuck out her tongue and giggled at the end, hoping she got across the fact that she was joking... well, mostly joking.
SourPaw
[She/They|Lesbian|Trans Female|Thunderclan]
SourPaw giggled at her friends joke and a few minutes later the leaders started announcing. It was a bit chaotic, people were yelling.

Eventually, LichenPaw's leader called her to exit the gathering.

"Aw...you have to gooooo!" SourPaw said sadly, frowning. She looked really sad. LichenPaw was the first cat her age she'd ever bonded with and now she had to go?

[Neptune.]

Beetlecrest followed Twilightstar home from the gathering, tail lashing at the rather undignified display of the other two clans present.

[Neptune.]

SourPaw
[She/They|Lesbian|Trans Female|Thunderclan]
SourPaw giggled at her friends joke and a few minutes later the leaders started announcing. It was a bit chaotic, people were yelling.

Eventually, LichenPaw's leader called her to exit the gathering.

"Aw...you have to gooooo!" SourPaw said sadly, frowning. She looked really sad. LichenPaw was the first cat her age she'd ever bonded with and now she had to go?

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small and scruffy calico she-cat with one blinding eye



Lichenpaw frowned, half tempted to stay to hear what the other two leaders had to say in response to all this. She'd get in trouble for that, of course, but it was still rather tempting. Sourpaw seemed displeased to let her go too...but it would be in poor form to directly disobey her leader at a gathering, she'd risk WindClan looking as bad as the others. Sighing, the young apprentice pushed herself to standing, shaking the sand from her pelt.

"Sorry," she apologized, "I'll see you at the next gathering?" Lichenpaw had meant to leave it there, starting to turn around to follow Twilightstar, when an idea hit her and she paused momentarily before rushing the few paces back to her friend. "Come find me at the Thunderglade in a few days if you can! I'll make sure Sleethound gets our border patrols done by then and sneak away!" Her voice was hushed so no cat other than Sourpaw could've heard them... probably. Still, she didn't wait for an answer, playfully bunting heads with the ThunderClan apprentice before turning around to follow her clan.

[LICHENPAW HAS LEFT THE GATHERING]

[roo!]

Featherpelt did not hesitate to walk out with his clan. He left with an anxious swish of his tail

[Tecumori]

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Owlpaw - The Mute
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Owlpaw followed closely after Twilightstar and the rest of his clanmates. This gathering had certainly been... something. He didn't know what to think of that deranged off-white apprentice and the ShadowClan pelt he carried, but one thing was for certain, he was definitely going to have nightmares about it later. He always thought ShadowClan was the one to do evil and psychotic things like that, so it was shocking to see that ThunderClan seemed to be following in their pawsteps. With a shake of his head, golden eyes trained on the tails in front of him, not looking forward to sleeping tonight.

(CLOSED - Left the gathering)
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SLEETHOUND
large white cat with silver tabby patches and blue eyes
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A sigh of relief escaped their body as tense left Sleethound. What an eventful night, and boy did they need some rest. Bounding quickly behind Twilightstar, the large cat called over their shoulder, eyes narrowing at Lichenpaw bunting her head against a Thundercat's apprentice. Sheesh, when did WindClan become buddy-buddy with Bumblestar and her pack of dogs? "Come on Lichenpaw, we're leaving." They didn't wait for the scruffy apprentice as the silver and white pelt dissappeared behind into the night.

[ SLEETHOUND HAS LEFT THE GATHERING. ]

[bite]

This gathering was a complete mess. Throw it into the abyss, where all the rot and filth belonged, because Alderstep's had it with this ruse of a truce.

First of all, pelts certainly were not bring-a-longs, and Alderstep was still ticked off that Cracklepaw had even skinned a cat. If it was meant to be impressive, it wasn't. All for what? To further rile up ShadowClan and put the clan at a higher threat? Ugh.

Second, cats were attacking each other. Definitely a normal occurrence during a truce. At least the Shadowrat deputy had gone and handled that. Alderstep felt embarrassed for the guy. He'd honestly just leave the clans and never come back if someone from his clan outright tried to murk somebody from another clan, and for a false reason too. As far as Alderstep knew, ThunderClan had had nothing to do with the rats' loss of Ivysnake.

Third, Dawnstar was lying and saying that his clanmates had indeed murdered a medicine cat. Alderstep would have done a massive eye-roll if he hadn't known it would only aggravate his growing headache. Whatever, if she wanted to talk about flying mice, that was her problem. He was just glad that he didn't have to live in her clan and deal with that every day.

Fourth, WindClan was being meanies and not sharing juicy gossip, and they just left. Well, at least that meant that the gathering was certainly wrapping up soon, which was cause to mentally celebrate. RiverClan hadn't even shown up (a possible fifth reason why this gathering was dirt), so that meant that it would just be Thunder and Shadow left, and they certainly wouldn't be sticking around to continue chatting about the latest weather.

This time, his very convincing, soulful, pleading stare better persuade Bumblestar to tell the clan to depart. Not to whine like a kit, but this had been the biggest waste of his life, right here. Just gone, down the abyss mentioned before. Wahh wahh wahh, cry cry cry. Alderstep might just start coughing up furballs, if only to wrap this stupid show up.

dino.

[Dark]

Darkfall
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To say that he was frustrated would be an understatement. His blue eyes met those of the golden-eyed apprentice and listened to the younger cat’s threats with little interest. Just what did he think that he could do? And then to top it off, the ThunderClan queen decided to join in on the threats. ’Too small’ the dark-furred warrior found himself thinking as he looked between the two with narrowed eyes ’Much too small’.

Darkfall, thanks to his heritage, was a large cat. Not the biggest cat ever, but as he had shown over the last couple of moons, he wasn’t quite done growing. Not only that, but the tom was also really muscular thanks to the extra training that he put himself through. He was fairly confident that should a fight erupt, he’d be able to kill at least one of them and do a fair amount of damage to the other before he was overwhelmed himself. He found himself flexing his claws as he listened to the duo’s harsh words. All it’d take is one quick movement. One swipe of one of his huge paws and then a swift bite to the neck and it’d all be over. He contemplated the series of actions for a while, remaining silent.

In the end, he didn’t do anything. Though he had been given permission to act by Dawnstar, something about killing an apprentice didn’t sit right with him. He could still remember Larkfire’s reaction when Daypaw had been attacked at their border all those moons ago, and the prospect of an overprotective she-cat lashing out at him afterward while he may not have time to react did not appeal to him. He wasn’t scared or anything, just realized that the cons far outweighed the pros.

Cracklepaw left with a "I'll be back before you know it." and Darkfall found himself chuckling a little. He prayed to StarClan that he didn’t meet the young tom on their side of the border because he wasn’t quite sure that he’d be able to restrain himself. Did that stupid furball think that he would meet the same fate as Starlingheart? Ha! He had another thing coming. Starlingheart had had many difficulties becoming a warrior from what he could recall and was a very new warrior upon their death. Darkfall on the other hand became a warrior two moons earlier than normal and continued his training even afterwards. In short, he was just more experienced. He had stared death in the face three times now and was no longer concerned with the possibility of what may happen. He was confident. Confident in his abilities, and confident in his training. If he and Cracklepaw were to face off in battle and he went all out, he was almost certain that he would kill the tom without too much trouble. He wasn’t one of those cowardly squirrels, he was a ShadowClan warrior, and he was not weak.

Upon receiving instruction, Houndhunter took Starlingheart’s body with haunt. The warrior appeared to be beckoning him with a flick of haunt’s tail, but the tom remained. He felt it necessary to remain with the rest of the clan in case a fight broke out or something. After all, his apprentice Rufflepaw was still somewhere in the crowd, and then he was sure he had seen Larkfire somewhere as well. He couldn’t just leave. He would have to remain here to defend the ones he cared about.

Shortly after the dumb apprentice and Houndhunter left, the just as dumb warrior began to back out as well, never turning her face from them. Well, at least she had the sense not to turn her back on an enemy, not that he’d do something as cowardly as an attack from behind at a Gathering. No, that’s not the way he liked to do things. The large tom wanted to see the look of despair on his opponent’s face and bask in the feeling of triumph when they were overwhelmingly beaten. Maybe that was the ShadowClan in him that made him think that way, but not having a proper fight was just too boring. ’Oh gosh, that darn Cougarivy has rubbed off on me’ he found himself thinking with a disapproving shake of his head.

Now with the disturbances gone, Darkfall remained in the front and turned his attention to what the two leaders were saying. Bumblestar, as seemed customary, deflected blame for the actions of her clanmates, and began listing the happenings of her clan. Gosh, he did not like her. To be fair, he hadn’t been Sparrowstar’s number-one fan either, and he could hardly remember Thrushflight’s brief reign, but he could at least tolerate those two. Frankly, he found Bumblestar’s attitude abhorrent and decided that she was the exact opposite of what he felt a leader should be. A leader should be able to control their clan for the most part like Dawnstar did, perhaps with a little less cruelty, acknowledge the faults of their own and remedy them the way Dawnstar and Twilighstar did, and be level-headed and aim for overall peace, again like Twilightstar was. He didn’t have enough experience with either Pikestar or Beanstar to give informed opinions on them, and Skystar, from his knowledge died prior to him coming to his first gathering.

Anyways, while the leaders were doing their petty squabbling and boasting of their clans, another commotion caused his ears to swivel in its direction. ’What in StarClan’s green forest is it this time!’ he wondered crossly, turning to where he heard it.

Apparently, Vixensnarl was attempting to kill someone (really, why was she always killing someone?) for… wait, they killed Ivysnake? Darkfall felt the anger that had begun to ebb beginning to sink its claws back into him. The situation didn’t get to escalate too far though because Vulturefang stepped in. To the deputy’s credit, he did have a point, as much as he didn’t want to admit it. That didn’t mean that that was the outcome he wanted. Darkfall felt that the tom deserved to be killed right there on the spot, and if it weren’t for the possibility of a full-blown battle right there at the gathering, he may have encouraged it.

The tom who had killed Ivysnake was scum. Unprovoked, he attacked and killed the medicine cat apprentice on their territory and had the audacity to brag about it (what was up with ThunderClan and bragging about killing ShadowClan cats? Were they having a competition or something?). The main issue he had with it though was the fact that Ivysnake had been a medicine cat. In his eyes, medicine cats should never find themselves targets of any kind of violence from the other clans, regardless of circumstances. They were just that valuable. Without the medicine cats, entire clans could be thrown into disarray and it could cause the deaths of many. Disgusting. That was what his actions were. Absolutely vile.

While this was occurring, Darkfall was vaguely aware of WindClan's retreat back to their own territory, however, he didn't care and was more interested in how things in front of him would play out.

[ I’m not going to bother mentioning everyone because this is so late, so uhh… yeah OPEN][

[iliri]

Well… that escalated rather quickly.

Springpaw’s deep lapis blue gaze silently surveyed the crowded area as the drama was already stirring up out of thin air. Out of all the things that could have happened, why did a fight have to succumb to all of them? It could’ve easily been avoided if Cracklepaw hadn’t made the rather ridiculous choice of bringing a pelt of a deceased ShadowClan warrior to the gathering itself. The sight of the deceased feline’s skinned pelt left Springpaw’s stomach feeling like it was constantly buzzing with worker bees and her mind whirling sickeningly. Her eyes shot wide as she stared mind-bogglingly at the twisted form of the deceased pelt of the ShadowClan warrior. What was this ridiculous apprentice even thinking of bringing in a skinned pelt that came from the clan that was currently despising them for all the things that they’ve done to them? Or, just to put in a matter-of-factly point of mind, they despised them with every single fiber of their being. It seemed to fit rather perfectly with the current state of the twisted situation. Almost too perfect, in fact.

A silent yelp escaped her throat as Mapleface’s voice boomed throughout the entire sandy clearing, loud enough for the young medic to almost rise to her paws against the sheer amount of horror and concern that laced her voice. It was enough to make Springpaw wince against the amount of cats that were quick to rise against Cracklepaw’s heinous crime; the load of them being from ShadowClan themselves.

Frightened hues danced over towards the pissed-off form of Bumblestar as she scrambled down the stones; the sheer amount of anger restlessly poured off her body as she trudged her way towards the trio—she had no idea who the other cat was, but she supposed that cat was a ShadowClan warrior demanding for the deceased cats pelt—her voice seething with unbridled rage and anger as she spat at the hotheaded apprentice for his idiotic actions. Springpaw’s thorn-sharp claws scraped against the smooth stone; her heart restlessly danced in the middle of her throat. Was Bumblestar going to exile Cracklepaw from ThunderClan like she had with poor Blazepaw?

The more the medicine cat apprentice thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt sitting up atop the ungodly warm, flat stone-like surface of the Seastones. Stars, why was this night already going so wrongly? Cracklepaw brought the pelt of a former ShadowClan warrior and eagerly showed it off as if it was some well-earned prize from a vile game he played. How in the hell were they going to fix something that was already going as wrong as this and make sure that it wouldn’t ever happen again? The question hung itself by a thread as it danced in circles around Springpaw’s mind. Her snow-white paws shuffled uneasily over one another as her blood roared against the loud, obnoxious arguing against the cats below among the sand.

Another shape popped up to join the infusing drama, this cat seemingly being another ShadowClan warrior that was probably ticked off to all high hell from the recent events of Cracklepaw causing a massive scene. His body slid through the darkened atmosphere like an adder in the dead of night. His almost naturally pitch-black fur eliminates against the dimly lit yellow hues from the moon.

The dilute calico had to mentally fight away a wince as the dark-furred warrior showed his unbridled rage and fury toward the situation. It was understandable that he was angry. He had every right to be angry at what had just happened right the watchful eyes of everyone sitting in the middle of a gathering itself. Springpaw simply couldn't fully confirm a valid enough retort about that, and the words that had climbed up her throat were already quick to die as soon as they came. Oh god, what was Dawnstar going to think of this?

What was Dawnstar going to think of this? How was she going to feel about learning of one of her clan-mates' pelts suddenly being skinned? It already looked like something that could easily be as worn as a well-prized victory from a hunting match, bringing a sickening pang to Springpaw's stomach. Springpaw’s hackles bristled uncomfortably among her shoulders as the inside of her mouth had already felt drier than sandpaper. Briskly, the calico hesitantly swiped her tongue across her dry lips, fighting away the suppressing anxiety that was channeling itself restlessly through her veins. Lapis hues briefly scanned up towards the familiar russet-furred pelt of Alderstep, the young dilute calico questioning what exactly he thought of the rather unsettling situation.

Did he feel just as ticked off by the sudden news just as Bumblestar was? Was he questioning why Cracklepaw had decided to make his rather rash decision and bring a skinned pelt to the gathering that’ll only cause more and more drama to ensue. A suppressed shiver escaped the molly the more she glanced in the russet-furred tom’s direction, the more uneasiness that she felt trampling her body. Stars, how in the world was she espoused to fight off against this? Her focus on the tom-cat was quick to digress when she focused up towards Dawnstar, quick to notice how the molly looked… eerily calm throughout the entire thing. How? How could she control her temper when literally one of her clan-mates had just been brutally slaughtered? It just made almost absolutely zero sense to Springpaw herself. If she were possibly in the leader’s position, she would’ve gone ballistic and would’ve gone off the charts. It didn’t really seem to be that way though, as her fur was quick to bristle against the sour, bitter chuckle that escaped her lips. Oh god, she was laughing. Pure, cold-blooded laughter.

The words that escaped the leader’s lips made more sense than she thought they would. Dawnstar was angry; pissed, even. ThunderClan was absolutely to blame for everything that had been happening as of late—well, not necessarily everything, she hoped—and no one was doing anything about it. Hell, Springpaw herself felt like her paws were in the wrong just from everything that’s been happening ever since she became the next medicine cat apprentice. Was this what StarClan wanted? Was this what Bumblestar wanted?

Was this what her clan wanted?

She wasn’t sure about it, but it only sent a chill of unease down her spine just from the single thought itself. Could it be true? Could it be false? God, she didn’t know. There were so many things wrong and so many things that needed to be fixed. Her head felt like it was buzzing tremendously with bees and the distant background noises of incessant chattering only sounded distant and distorted. She just wanted to go home.

There was so many things going wrong…

[Saki]

Starrylight saw all the other cats leaving and decided to leave aswell.

[Rani]

Bad to worse and worse and worse still. Honestly if Mudhound wasnt desperately trying to put on a strong front for their clan, their clans pride, and the apprentices they were focused on protecting then they'd have started crying already. What was Bumblestar even doing in this mess? Just letting Cracklepaw go without punishment to satisfy the fury and horror aimed at thunderclan (didnt she care about how the clans viewed them now? The consequences that'd come from that) but also to protect her clan itself! Cracklepaw was only escalating! Worse and worse every day with no end in sight and no one to stop him! How long until his tendencies turned on his own clan, were they safe with him in their midst this danger now within? .....Were they safe with Bumblestar, who didnt seem to care about abject cruelty in front of them and even seemed to partially approve. Of the killing that is, if not the display.

The maine coon mix was being torn in two with their love for their sibling and wish to support them and their fear for those they were growing to also love that her actions endangered.

This all to not even mention about how Mudhound's moral code could not disregard this. If the leader wasnt going to do something..... Then wasnt it then Mudhounds job as a good cat to act? Yes. For the sake of everyone even their sister who was obviously blind to these actions if nothing was done the tripod would do something.

What they didnt know though.

The thunderclan warrior stared across the seastones as the two apprentices they called to them stirred, half an ear on their windclan acquaintances words. They were distracted, obviously, priorities shifted on to the young cats well-beings but they still responded. "It scares me to agree but I do. Shadowclan will be out for deaths above all else now, but I still think the opinions of others matter." Other cats feelings matter. Mudhound straightened, posture going from slumped to firm and tall as they drew a steadying breath in. "I'll wish shadowclan good luck on trying to bring down the camp though. I really do." Thunderclan would both not allow them and keep this all hidden from them.

They were just about to continue the conversation, maybe ask about any tips for shadowclan from a cat who mustve spent a life against them, when a noise of horror ripped itself from Mudhound. Ghostpaw had just collapsed and the tripod was on their paws in a flash. "Im sorry I need to go tend to the apprentices and it sounds like your leader is calling you off. I loved talking to you and I hope we can meet at another gathering or on the border or something." Then they were gone, just a fluffy tail there leaving Deadmoon behind.

They'd never even gotten eachothers names.




Moving like an unstoppable truck Mudhound probably bowled a couple cats over on their charge to get to the two apprentices. They reached Sprucepaw first, stopping to give the apprentice a good sniffspection to make sure he was ok, a large fluffy tail curling around him to shield him from the gathering and lightly pull him into the warriors belly. "You ok? No one touched you? Im so relieved Im so sorry you had to see that that was horrible." It was probably a bit forward, a move more akin to a mothers actions to their kitten but Mudhound was beyond boundaries rasping a tongue over the tom to try and soothe him. "That was not ok of Cracklepaw, not allowed, not alright, not right at all. I-I wont let him anywhere near you ok? I promise. Ill talk to Mapleface and Bumble-sis and everyone he wont get away with this." Who could do something? Mapleface obviously meant something to Cracklepaw, Mudhound would approach her to talk to the tom. Spiderthroat was his mentor but judging from everything with shadowclan right now he was obviously just as bad.... Bumble-sis..... Mudhound didnt know but would try.

With Sprucepaw tucked as far into their belly fluff as he'd allow the warrior reached over to the collapsed Ghostpaw. They probably shouldve approached him first but..... Well they were obviously growing very attached to Sprucepaw and was biased. Grabbing the comparitivly much smaller apprentice by the scruff they drew her close. Placing Ghostpaw between their paws the tripod checked her breathing.
Asleep not dead, thank the stars. Dragging a rough tongue along her pelt the warrior tried to rouse Ghostpaw, purring loudly in comfort. If she wouldnt wake here Mudhound could take her to the medicine cats back at home where it was safe(er) but they did their best to wake the apprentice here regardless.

After some time, succeed or not, the next task was clear. "Ok, Ghostpaw will be ok. Im taking you two home now, the gathering is not safe as it should be. You two can sleep in my nest in the warriors den as long as you want, you dont have to be anywhere near Cracklepaw." Mudhound would sleep curled around their own giant nest in a big fluffy wall and fight anyone who tried to make the apprentices leave the warrior den. Lotuspaw could be dragged in to this situation to, keep everyone important safe all at once.
Ducking their head down the maine coon mixed asked Sprucepaw (because after that mess Ghostpaw was being carried regardless of what she said) "You ok to walk back or do you want me to carry you? I dont mind it at all, I just want you to be comfortable."

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Twilightstar was here now, and then immediately yelling for them all to head back to camp. It made sense to Deadmoon, if there was going to be a brawl it was better to skedaddle before it happened than risk getting caught up in the chaos. She was fairly certain some of her clanmates would be tempted to take a swipe at some Shadowclanners if the opportunity presented itself, and the pine forest cats certainly weren't above a cheap shot at her clanmates either. So yeah, scuttling out of there asap was probably the safest thing to do.

She felt a bit disappointed, having to leave what had proved a rather entertaining conversation with Mudhound rather prematurely, nodding quickly at their response. It was somewhat tempting to point out that they'd been basically taken over by Shadowclan via an attack on their camp in living memory, but that would be a bit of the pot calling the kettle black so she let it lie. Opening her maw to respond, her words were halted by a cry from the brown warrior, who seemed like they had other responsibilities to tend to. Just as well, Twilighstar wouldn't wait around forever, and she understood the desire to protect the younger members of the clan above all else.

Her partner in coversation's words were kind, and she wasn't quite sure what her horribly sarcastic nature had done to endeer them to her, but she responded in a rather trademark pessimistic fashion. If we're still alive in a moon, I'll try and seek you out. Deadmoon replied, a bit far, even for her. It was more likely than not that most cats in this gathering would make it many moons into the future, but as Cracklepaw had proven, you never could be too sure. Especially not with everyone looking for a piece of.......everyone else. With this last salvo she got to her paws, tail whisking behind her as she joined the back end of the Windclan cats leaving Seastones, clambering up over the sand dunes and into the night. Rani

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| Sprucepaw |

Fudge was a tom with a goal. Reach The Boulder. Escape. Get to the comparative safety of the ThunderClan camp - and ensure he never came back to one of these... because sheesh - and then... Look. He would cross that bridge when he got to it.

His mind narrowly focused on his one current objective, the chocolate point almost purred in relief when his savior met him halfway, only stopped by some deep level of self preservation and dignity denying him the option to sound as terrified as he felt. His puffed out fur and strange, stiff, crab like waddle be damned. It wasn't weakness. It was a battle stance. Yeah. The... erm... don't ask any questions, wise guy stance.

Staring up at The Boulder as they began to pepper him with questions, for once the silent apprentice was more than happy to hear someone - anyone - talk so much. Because the words confirmed one very important thing. The Boulder was not a monster. They were just as appalled and as horrified as he was. They just happened to be ten times his size and could probably kill the apprentice with a single toe bean. Shaking his head to let the warrior know that he was alright - for now, who knew where the night would lead - he broke, a small, kittenish mewl escaping him as he felt the comforting tongue on his head.

Confusion soon overrode his sense of safety, however, at the names being thrown into the wind. Cracklepaw was easy enough to deduct. He was certain Angry had screamed it out, and if not, then he was instantly placing the name in her ire filled voice. That was the tom that had... had... done the horrible, horrible thing. Maplehasaleafonherface was also easy to remember. She was one of the nursery queens with a loving family that he totally didn't glare at with jealousy when he had still been in the nursery. He just didn't like them because of how incessantly loud they were, that's all. But who was Bumble-sis?

Blinking as he analyzed the rest of what was explained alongside the name, Fudge tilted his head, deep in thought. The four moon old apprentice was not allowed to get very far with that train of thought, however, as The Boulder tucked him away, allowing the Havana Brown mix to skitter underneath the colossal feline, his fur mixing well with theirs, rendering them almost invisible to anyone who cast just a passing glance. Assuming they ignored the small, obviously white mitted hind paw that stood out so much from the rest of his rich, dark, chocolate fur. They didn't get too far before he felt something change. A shift in The Boulder's pace. Could this have been related to the horrified sound that escaped their maw just moments before?

Fudge tended to pride himself in not really getting involved with... anyone. His family had abandoned him. The city had been cruel to him, and thus far, with very few exceptions, ThunderClan cats were the same brand of bully in a different setting. But there was something unnerving about seeing the new apprentice lying there. Unconscious amidst the chaos. Emerald hues rounding from underneath the mountain sized feline, the young tom held back a whimper of fear. Whatever he could cling to. Whatever he could grasp at to not show even more weakness, he would take. And right now that meant not reacting to a very fallen Spooky among savage brutes and monsters!

The Boulder was on it. Instantly they were attempting to wake Spooky, and Fudge padded forward to get a better look. There was little he could do to help. He'd never tried to wake anyone up before, not even from a nap. It was clear the giant had no intention of leaving either of them here, however, as they instructed that they were to leave with them. Without turning a second glance on the screeching cats that were far too close for comfort, the four moon old tom nodded, eyes already wide almost dilating with fear at The Boulder's mention of Cracklepaw.

Oh. Oh that's right. Monster. Monster slept... slept in the same den as him. The same den as Spooky. He would do the same to them that he'd done to that other cat, wouldn't he? Oh he was going to be sick. Why had that thought not even crossed his mind? Oh! Oh no no! His moss figures! His ma and da! They were at his den! What if Monster decided to trash them. Trash the little figures with the feather and decayed flower Cattibal had given him? He... he needed to save them. They were the only thing he had... the only semblance of a family and a home he had in this chaotic place. They had to come with him!

"Capable," Fudge mewed shakily, doing his best to stand up straight to follow after the mountainous feline.

This was good. He could walk besides The Boulder and Spooky, sneak into the apprentice's den, gather up ma and da, and then go straight back to the warriors' den! And then never go back to the apprentices' den ever again! He would just stay with The Boulder. Yeah. The Boulder was big. And strong. And wasn't a monster. They would protect him from the real monster. He just had to make sure the older tom didn't spot him as he tried to save his moss figures, or else who knew if he was next...

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Rani [Mudhound] | Starfinder [Ghostpaw]

[ChaosBringer.]

Fawnpaw

Fawnpaw has left the Gathering.

[wendigo]

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Lynxyowl✦A beige she-cat, with a scar that goes across her face and bridge.

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Lynxyowl leaped after Twilightstar, looked back at the gathering with one eyebrow raised. Well, that didn't go so well. Bumblestar looked mad, and--Dawnstar looked as if she didn't care! Typical ShadowClan cat.

She continued to pace towards the camp, turning her head back to the path. If Dawnstar was going to continue to act like a careless leader, it could wipe out the whole of ShadowClan, and- oh, what would happen? Ah, Dawnstar would be demoted from leadership. What even was Dawnstar's warrior name? Was it Dawnclaw? Dawnblood?

Eh, who cared, anyway? Not Lynxyowl. She continued to trot along the path, back to WindClan camp.

[Watermeloon]

Bad to worse and worse and worse still. Honestly if Mudhound wasnt desperately trying to put on a strong front for their clan, their clans pride, and the apprentices they were focused on protecting then they'd have started crying already. What was Bumblestar even doing in this mess? Just letting Cracklepaw go without punishment to satisfy the fury and horror aimed at thunderclan (didnt she care about how the clans viewed them now? The consequences that'd come from that) but also to protect her clan itself! Cracklepaw was only escalating! Worse and worse every day with no end in sight and no one to stop him! How long until his tendencies turned on his own clan, were they safe with him in their midst this danger now within? .....Were they safe with Bumblestar, who didnt seem to care about abject cruelty in front of them and even seemed to partially approve. Of the killing that is, if not the display.

The maine coon mix was being torn in two with their love for their sibling and wish to support them and their fear for those they were growing to also love that her actions endangered.

This all to not even mention about how Mudhound's moral code could not disregard this. If the leader wasnt going to do something..... Then wasnt it then Mudhounds job as a good cat to act? Yes. For the sake of everyone even their sister who was obviously blind to these actions if nothing was done the tripod would do something.

What they didnt know though.

The thunderclan warrior stared across the seastones as the two apprentices they called to them stirred, half an ear on their windclan acquaintances words. They were distracted, obviously, priorities shifted on to the young cats well-beings but they still responded. "It scares me to agree but I do. Shadowclan will be out for deaths above all else now, but I still think the opinions of others matter." Other cats feelings matter. Mudhound straightened, posture going from slumped to firm and tall as they drew a steadying breath in. "I'll wish shadowclan good luck on trying to bring down the camp though. I really do." Thunderclan would both not allow them and keep this all hidden from them.

They were just about to continue the conversation, maybe ask about any tips for shadowclan from a cat who mustve spent a life against them, when a noise of horror ripped itself from Mudhound. Ghostpaw had just collapsed and the tripod was on their paws in a flash. "Im sorry I need to go tend to the apprentices and it sounds like your leader is calling you off. I loved talking to you and I hope we can meet at another gathering or on the border or something." Then they were gone, just a fluffy tail there leaving Deadmoon behind.

They'd never even gotten eachothers names.




Moving like an unstoppable truck Mudhound probably bowled a couple cats over on their charge to get to the two apprentices. They reached Sprucepaw first, stopping to give the apprentice a good sniffspection to make sure he was ok, a large fluffy tail curling around him to shield him from the gathering and lightly pull him into the warriors belly. "You ok? No one touched you? Im so relieved Im so sorry you had to see that that was horrible." It was probably a bit forward, a move more akin to a mothers actions to their kitten but Mudhound was beyond boundaries rasping a tongue over the tom to try and soothe him. "That was not ok of Cracklepaw, not allowed, not alright, not right at all. I-I wont let him anywhere near you ok? I promise. Ill talk to Mapleface and Bumble-sis and everyone he wont get away with this." Who could do something? Mapleface obviously meant something to Cracklepaw, Mudhound would approach her to talk to the tom. Spiderthroat was his mentor but judging from everything with shadowclan right now he was obviously just as bad.... Bumble-sis..... Mudhound didnt know but would try.

With Sprucepaw tucked as far into their belly fluff as he'd allow the warrior reached over to the collapsed Ghostpaw. They probably shouldve approached him first but..... Well they were obviously growing very attached to Sprucepaw and was biased. Grabbing the comparitivly much smaller apprentice by the scruff they drew her close. Placing Ghostpaw between their paws the tripod checked her breathing.
Asleep not dead, thank the stars. Dragging a rough tongue along her pelt the warrior tried to rouse Ghostpaw, purring loudly in comfort. If she wouldnt wake here Mudhound could take her to the medicine cats back at home where it was safe(er) but they did their best to wake the apprentice here regardless.

After some time, succeed or not, the next task was clear. "Ok, Ghostpaw will be ok. Im taking you two home now, the gathering is not safe as it should be. You two can sleep in my nest in the warriors den as long as you want, you dont have to be anywhere near Cracklepaw." Mudhound would sleep curled around their own giant nest in a big fluffy wall and fight anyone who tried to make the apprentices leave the warrior den. Lotuspaw could be dragged in to this situation to, keep everyone important safe all at once.
Ducking their head down the maine coon mixed asked Sprucepaw (because after that mess Ghostpaw was being carried regardless of what she said) "You ok to walk back or do you want me to carry you? I dont mind it at all, I just want you to be comfortable."

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| Sprucepaw |

Fudge was a tom with a goal. Reach The Boulder. Escape. Get to the comparative safety of the ThunderClan camp - and ensure he never came back to one of these... because sheesh - and then... Look. He would cross that bridge when he got to it.

His mind narrowly focused on his one current objective, the chocolate point almost purred in relief when his savior met him halfway, only stopped by some deep level of self preservation and dignity denying him the option to sound as terrified as he felt. His puffed out fur and strange, stiff, crab like waddle be damned. It wasn't weakness. It was a battle stance. Yeah. The... erm... don't ask any questions, wise guy stance.

Staring up at The Boulder as they began to pepper him with questions, for once the silent apprentice was more than happy to hear someone - anyone - talk so much. Because the words confirmed one very important thing. The Boulder was not a monster. They were just as appalled and as horrified as he was. They just happened to be ten times his size and could probably kill the apprentice with a single toe bean. Shaking his head to let the warrior know that he was alright - for now, who knew where the night would lead - he broke, a small, kittenish mewl escaping him as he felt the comforting tongue on his head.

Confusion soon overrode his sense of safety, however, at the names being thrown into the wind. Cracklepaw was easy enough to deduct. He was certain Angry had screamed it out, and if not, then he was instantly placing the name in her ire filled voice. That was the tom that had... had... done the horrible, horrible thing. Maplehasaleafonherface was also easy to remember. She was one of the nursery queens with a loving family that he totally didn't glare at with jealousy when he had still been in the nursery. He just didn't like them because of how incessantly loud they were, that's all. But who was Bumble-sis?

Blinking as he analyzed the rest of what was explained alongside the name, Fudge tilted his head, deep in thought. The four moon old apprentice was not allowed to get very far with that train of thought, however, as The Boulder tucked him away, allowing the Havana Brown mix to skitter underneath the colossal feline, his fur mixing well with theirs, rendering them almost invisible to anyone who cast just a passing glance. Assuming they ignored the small, obviously white mitted hind paw that stood out so much from the rest of his rich, dark, chocolate fur. They didn't get too far before he felt something change. A shift in The Boulder's pace. Could this have been related to the horrified sound that escaped their maw just moments before?

Fudge tended to pride himself in not really getting involved with... anyone. His family had abandoned him. The city had been cruel to him, and thus far, with very few exceptions, ThunderClan cats were the same brand of bully in a different setting. But there was something unnerving about seeing the new apprentice lying there. Unconscious amidst the chaos. Emerald hues rounding from underneath the mountain sized feline, the young tom held back a whimper of fear. Whatever he could cling to. Whatever he could grasp at to not show even more weakness, he would take. And right now that meant not reacting to a very fallen Spooky among savage brutes and monsters!

The Boulder was on it. Instantly they were attempting to wake Spooky, and Fudge padded forward to get a better look. There was little he could do to help. He'd never tried to wake anyone up before, not even from a nap. It was clear the giant had no intention of leaving either of them here, however, as they instructed that they were to leave with them. Without turning a second glance on the screeching cats that were far too close for comfort, the four moon old tom nodded, eyes already wide almost dilating with fear at The Boulder's mention of Cracklepaw.

Oh. Oh that's right. Monster. Monster slept... slept in the same den as him. The same den as Spooky. He would do the same to them that he'd done to that other cat, wouldn't he? Oh he was going to be sick. Why had that thought not even crossed his mind? Oh! Oh no no! His moss figures! His ma and da! They were at his den! What if Monster decided to trash them. Trash the little figures with the feather and decayed flower Cattibal had given him? He... he needed to save them. They were the only thing he had... the only semblance of a family and a home he had in this chaotic place. They had to come with him!

"Capable," Fudge mewed shakily, doing his best to stand up straight to follow after the mountainous feline.

This was good. He could walk besides The Boulder and Spooky, sneak into the apprentice's den, gather up ma and da, and then go straight back to the warriors' den! And then never go back to the apprentices' den ever again! He would just stay with The Boulder. Yeah. The Boulder was big. And strong. And wasn't a monster. They would protect him from the real [JUSTIFY][JUSTIFY]monster. He just had to make sure the older tom didn't spot him as he tried to save his moss figures, or else who knew if he was next...

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Rani [Mudhound] | Starfinder [Ghostpaw]


Mmh. Ghostpaw came back to her senses as she was being swung into the air. She stifled a little hiss, and blinked instead. She only heard something about sleeping in the warrior den before bile swarmed up her throat and she dry retched, her vision spinning. The apprentice shut her eyes again. Her head felt like it was being banged on. Ghostpaw quietly went back into unconsciousness. Whisper, where are you? her voice echoed in her mind tauntingly,a reminder. I... Can't...

sorry reply is short kinda busy

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| Dapplebreeze |

This whole thing was a mess. A joke. The other clans - if they could even be called such anymore - were spitting in the name of StarClan. Disregarding the warrior code. They might be at war with RiverClan, but it was easy to tell that WindClan had enemies everywhere right now. Waiting. Lurking in the darkness to strike at the most opportune of moments.

She hadn't been here for Bumblestar's first gathering as a leader. Nor for Beanstar's. In fact, she had never even seen RiverClan's leader, although she certainly had plans to ensure he remembered her. She would be the last thing he saw before she snuffed out one of his worthless lives. Thoughts that shouldn't be had at a gathering, granted, but the cowards weren't even here, and with ThunderClan and ShadowClan treating this most sacred of places like a battleground without even a flicker in the stars, the former queen was having issues caring much for StarClan's opinion or rules right now. What did cause her concern, if anything, was that it seemed as if it was ThunderClan who'd instigated anything this time.

Dapplebreeze was a headstrong molly. She had unwavering loyalty towards her clan, and rightly believed that the other clans could not compare to the grandiose nature of WindClan. Even with all this said and done, however, the patched warrior did hold certain... standings for the other clans. ShadowClan of course being the worse of the lot. Terrible, violent rogues that had no business even being called a clan. RiverClan were dubious at best, acting like a clan only when it benefited them. It had seemed as though they were improving under Pikestar's leadership, but it was clear that improvement was superficial. Only cats catering to a leader they did not truly believe in, judging by how quickly they had turned as soon as a new leader took over. And then there was ThunderClan...

The only other clan she had once thought was worth something. Anything, really. She had almost respected them, truly. Agreed with them on some points, despite never being vocal about it. It wasn't her place to back up the enemy, after all. But now? With rambling apprentices skinning other cats and bringing the pelts to the gathering? A leader who was either too much of a meritless coward to properly correct the situation or did not care at the head? And the entirety of their high ranks changed, judging by the medicine cat's standing on their own ledge? Was this it? Was this what the once mighty clans had been reduced to? Three bands of bloodthirsty snakes with only one righteous clan to hold the mantle and keep their ancestors appeased? Remembered?

And for what? StarClan certainly didn't seem to care. The thought was almost enough to raise the righteous warrior's hackles. It was only through sheer will that she remained still, only her cold, narrowed eyes displaying what she thought of the little show being put up for all to see. It was with gratitude that she quickly raised at her leader's words, following after Twilightstar with ease. Leave these rats to fight amongst themselves. If StarClan wished to be entertained by vermin battling in their place of reverence, let them. It was high time WindClan started looking out for themselves. The stars certainly didn't seem to be doing them any favors this time.

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| Dapplebreeze has left the gathering. |

[Rani]

Perhaps it was a little strange how fast Mudhound had adapted to her near opposite in talking in Sprucepaw. He often said little to nothing, a cat of few words compared to their overwhelming downpour of it but spoke in his own way. See Mudhound was rapidly figuring out that Sprucepaw was deeply emotional in his own way, he just hid it for..... Reasons the tripod didnt really know. They'd figure it out though! The little toms wellbeing was important to the warrior, the fact that he didnt have family, a close group of loved ones to care for him was an ache the maine coon mix felt too closely. They loved their family to death, it was the the driving force and strength for the warrior and to have someone who lacked that source of strength..... It simply wouldnt do, not when Sprucepaw and his well being were the only thing that kept Mudhound from a panicked meltdown unfitting of a warrior and full grown cat in a gathering.


Stars Mudhound was so proud of how strong Sprucepaw was being right now. This was a situation that deserved a good cry but he was such a stoic little man and stood tall and walked as gracefully as could be expected in all this sand (The tripod couldnt say anything given their first encounter with it involved a tumble down a dune). Was the suppressed emotional response healthy? Probably not. But not much could be done now, Mudhound could only purr harder at the apprentice under their belly, wrapping their tail around in another layer.


Right time to focus on Ghostpaw, stars the guilt of not paying full attention to her for the little tom the warrior already knew was eating them alive. Mudhound knew Ghostpaw and her fainting attack was very important and something to payed attention to. It wasnt normal! It was a scary act that definitely needed action but they kept getting distracted which was wrong. Internally the warrior promised to not leave this kid behind or forget her, she'd get taken home to safety and shown to the medicine cats for her incident. If Ghostpaw was cleared from the medicine cats den she could occupy Mudhounds nest too, be safe from Cracklepaw as much as possible. There was room and it didnt matter if the tripod didnt know her well, someone didnt need to be a friend to be protected and cared for after all.


So it was with a huge sign of relief that Ghostpaw did move. It wasnt fully, the little scrap was still limp and Mudhound had to quickly flip her to her front when she heaved. Something to make sure she didnt choke on vomit potentially, though this heave turned out to be dry for the moment. Ghostpaw didnt say anything but the proof of life was enough, it was time to leave even if they were not dismissed yet.



Ducking their head down to look at Sprucepaw at their belly Mudhound's eyes narrowed at the claim that he could walk. That was a lie then, the tom was trying to be strong and didnt need to be. Easily sorted.
When the havana cat was clear Mudhound crouch low to the ground and gently ordered "Alright on my back then, Im going to pick you up and nudge you to get up easily. Sit between my shoulders and I'll badger ride you home. It'll go fast that way." Before scuffing the kid and twisting, lifting him onto their lower back. From there with a couple of guiding nudges he could situate himself between broad strong shoulders comfortably, the size difference providing a borderline platform to lay on. Once all was stable the warrior stood smoothly, with the practice of one who'd given many a ride before and leaned down to Ghostpaw. "We're going home darling, you'll be safe soon. Im just gonna pick you up, dont worry." Before the apprentice was grabbed by the scruff and easily lifted by the maine coon mix.


With Ghostpaw and Sprucepaw bundled away and one last fearful glance at the two lingering clans Mudhound left, keen on escaping the danger with their precious bundles.

Starfinder Alchemist Kitsune

[Mudhound has left with Sprucepaw and Ghostpaw]

[Alchemist Kitsune]

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| Lightningpaw |
Flock Together [Tier 2] - Inactive

Everything had gone... wrong. Worse than she could have imagined. She'd known ThunderClan was bad, she'd even spoken about her doubts with Twilightstar after her first gathering, but she'd never imagined something like this. And of course, the wolverine's words somehow made everything worse. While at first the lithe calico had thought it a shame that RiverClan hadn't even bothered to show their faces after that cute little stunt they'd pulled by the border, Lightningpaw was suddenly very happy with the fact that the fishbreaths weren't here. With ShadowClan actively calling ThunderClan idiots - in much more... erm... polite words - concerning the murder of the medicine cat apprentice - with Lightningpaw finding herself silently agreeing - and ThunderClan just... waving pelts around, adding WindClan's obvious demands for retribution over the crimes done to them would no doubt make a clanwide war break out on the spot.

WindClan's medicine cat apprentice had no idea what was going on through her mentor's mind. This went beyond her turning around with a snarky told ya. And how did one react to the other clans' respective healers? Twilightstar had always been open not just with her own high ranks, but with her entire clan. Was Bumblepaw the same way? Was it a simple matter of the entire clan being bloodthirsty, lying monsters, or was Bumblepaw's attitude just that. Hers and hers alone, keeping her plans to herself while she left her clan to flounder in the dark?

Didn't seem that way. Not with the apprentice's little gift to ShadowClan. So where did that leave the ThunderClan medicine cats? As neutral, unknowing felines victims of this whole thing just as much as the rest of the clans, or as accomplices that were far better actors than she'd given them credit for? It was hard to believe that at this moment the silent, dark healer from ShadowClan was less of a mystery than the newest medic pair.

Before her thoughts could go much further into this, wandering into ever darker scenarios in which the two mollies were somehow involved in creating this mess, Twilighstar's voice sliced through her inner turmoil, causing her to turn her attention once more to the leader's perch. She was... cutting the gathering short? Could she do that? Leave without any announcement? You know what? If ShadowClan could throw a cat at ThunderClan and ThunderClan could bring pelts to the gathering, StarClan better not say a word against Twilightstar's decision. The stars were silent enough on most days, anyways. They best let bygones be bygones. This being what pushed them to the edge tonight would make them far worse than the Dark Forest itself in her eyes.

Attention shifting back to the healers, she dipped her head. "Looks like that's all the time we get for tonight, folks," she mewed, the hint of a cheeky grin tugging at her lip as she attempted to keep the mood light in their own perch. It was their job to stay impartial, after all, wasn't it? Sparing a glance at her own mentor, she nodded as she leaped off, following after the lilac leader before things escalated between the two feuding clans.

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| Lightningpaw has left the gathering. |

Pitou [Elmshadow] | x ghostie [Cowtuft] | Omari [Drizzlecloud] | ares [Springpaw]

[silver.]

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yarrowcrest // he/him // 17 moons
purrks - mind reader [INACTIVE]

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White paws carry him across the sand as quickly as he can physically push them. Chest heaving with every quickened breath, eyes wide and ears alert as he makes his way back towards the Seastones. It seemed as though the Gathering was coming to it's end with the way he has to weave between the leaving Windclan cats. Carefully he sprints in between pairs of cats, shouting a polite 'excuse me!' as he goes as to not bring any more tension to his clan than there already was. Finally beneath the spot in which the medicine cats sat, he watched as they, too, were beginning to disperse, blue hues scanning for the two familiar to him.

"D-Drizzlecloud! Springpaw!" He shouts between pants, adrenaline still coursing through his body. "Back at camp-- please! Come quickly! Mapleface's kit is bloodied!"

Anxiously he shifts his weight from paw to paw, waiting for either one of them to join him on the sand and make the trip quickly back to the camp clearing where the panicked mother stood over her little one. Hopefully he had been fast enough. Hopefully they would be able to get back and ease the queen's nerves as quickly as possible. He could only imagine the fear coursing through her mind...

drizzlecloud | Omari // springpaw | ares // mapleface mention | Rose

[iliri]

Kit… bloodied?!

Lapis hues darted down towards the dashing bicolored tom as she watched Yarrowcrest sweep through the crowd, desperation yearning in his eyes as he tried to make his way up towards the large Seastones that were in the middle of the clearing. Her oriental-shaped ears already felt clogged up as it is from all the incessant chattering of the other clans and the constant threats that escaped the leader’s mouths. Stars, when did they ever end? It was almost like they were being bound to keep on continuing and continuing and continuing. The tensions already were so high enough that a fight was almost bound to break out within the middle of the sandy clearing below, and this was espoused to be a truce for StarClan’s sake! Swallowing down the words that creeped up her throat, she focused directly towards the frantic tom that called out both of the medic’s names, the calico abruptly rising to her paws as a fierce wash of concern swept into her deep blue gaze. A fury of questions were bound to slip from her throat, but she controlled them to the best of her ability to try to comprehend what the warrior had expelled.

So one of Mapleface’s kits was injured? From what? Did a ShadowClan warrior sneak into camp? If they were the case, then would’ve Yarrowcrest said it already? Questions pounded through her mind, her heart accelerating as blood pounded through her legs. She leapt off the Seastones and frantically trudged towards Yellowcrest, trying to be ignorant to the succumbing feeling of dread and fear mingling in her chest. “Take me back to camp. Quickly! We need to get back before her kit risks dying from any blood loss!” Springpaw mewed, voice urgent and crippling with an edge as she glanced back towards the Seastones, questioning if her mentor was bound to follow. Whichever her choice was, it didn’t matter. A young kit’s life was on the line and Springpaw needed to do something about it. She’ll ask questions along the way later.

[ silverwynds Omari ]

[silver.]

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yarrowcrest // he/him // 17 moons

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One of them was more than enough. As the apprentice makes her way over to him, he waits patiently with wide blue eyes of his own. He could still feel his heart thudding against his ribs, threatening to leap from his throat at any second. But there wasn't any time. The longer he stood here, the worse the kit would become. So no matter how much his paws ached and his lungs scream, he had to run. The younger molly at his side, he only offers her a breathless nod of understanding before he begins to weave between retreating cats ones more, not once looking back to see if she was on his heels until after they were a good distance away from the Seastones. Between pants, he shouts back to the other in attempt to get her caught up on the situation.

"We made it back to camp... Mapleface, Cracklepaw, and I! And when we got there-- It smelled like blood! And then Rosekit was there in the middle of the clearing! I didn't get a good look at what had happened, just that she was injured and Mapleface needed me to get someone quickly!" Chancing another glance over his shoulder to double check that Springpaw was still nearby, he takes a few gasps of air before continuing. "I didn't smell anything other than blood! I'm not sure what happened but it didn't seem like an attack!"

springpaw | ares

[Omari]

Drizzlecloud
Thunderclan
She/her

Well, this gathering had been nothing more than a wreck that made her feel sick to her stomach. One of their own apprentices had skinned a Shadowclan leader and decided to bring it to the gathering. Riverclan hadn't even showed up at all–so what happened to them? Even a fight broke out with a Thunderclanner and a Shadowclanner. This was just horrendous and she could only watch in terror as everything unfolded before her very eyes.

Yarrowcrest's frightened call for them is what caught her attention, though, and for a moment she was relieved to be called out of this mess–until she realised the reason why they were being called in the first place. A kit–Mapleface's kit, to be precise, was bloodied and hurt at home. She sat in shock for a moment before she sprang after her apprentice, although a few tail-lengths behind.

"Go! I'm coming, go, I'll follow!" She urged, raising her voice above the chaos of the gathering as she tried to quickly weave through the cats.

[ ares silverwynds ]

[dino.]

Aw, boring, WindClan had nothing to say. Running her tongue over her jaws, Bumblestar jumped down from the stones. "ThunderClan! Start heading home!"

[iliri]

Oh thank the stars, Drizzlecloud was coming along. Springpaw exhaled the tight breath that was caught in her throat as she watched the medicine cat’s face contort into a mixture of concern and fury from the news that she herself had contorted. Wait, fury? Why fury? A heavy wave of questioning rushed through the eleven moon old calico, her lips contorting into questioning as she felt the unbridled urge to question the sudden emotion before being caught off guard by Drizzlecloud’s call. Go. She wanted them to leave. She’ll catch up. Springpaw felt her throat tightening and her muscles clenching. She could’ve sworn that she felt the eyes of the remaining cats in the gathering land in her direction after Drizzlecloud yowled for her to keep going with Yarrowcrest. With a stiff nod and tensed muscles, the young calico turned and ran after the bi-colored tom-cat, oriental-shaped ears swerving towards his direction to listen to what he had to say, and stars Springpaw felt more questions arise throughout her system.

Rosekit was a kit that Springpaw barely knew, but she knew well-enough that the kit was Mapleface’s kit and that queen protected her kits like how a badger would. With the little information that the young calico suppressed, the medicine apprentice could feel doubt uprising along her shoulders. She wasn’t sure about the severity of the wounds taken to young Rosekit, but she surely hoped they weren’t fatal. If they were… then she might just be too late to save the poor kit. “Then we gotta hurry,” She mewed, catching her breath while her legs kicked the ground with the adrenaline rushing through her system, “Only StarClan knows how much time that kit has left. We have to get there as soon as possible before Rosekit passes out from any fatal blood loss.” As much as Springpaw hated to say it, it was true. They had to hurry before it was far too late for them to do a single lick of anything to help Rosekit get all patched up.

[ silverwynds Omari [we could go ahead and end this off here and post in the thc clearing! :heartbounce: ] ]

[Starby]

Dove song padded behind her leader, she was a faithful young warrior with a big heart, still learning. She had been to a few gatherings, but not exactly many.. like, at all!

However, the times she did go, she had gotten looks. She wasn’t sure why but many toms had stared. But usually she tried to ignore it. She was a rather good looking she but she didn’t think she was that pretty.

When her and shadow clan approached the gathering, They noticed they were the second clan to arrive. She stepped out of the shadows, her green emerald eyes glistening. She trotted over trying to keep her posture after the journey and sat on the cold stone. “Brrrgh…” she flinched and finally positioned herself on the stone, trying to get a comfy seat.

[Tecumori]

Sharpclaw leaves the gathering, thoroughly disturbed and enraged.

(CLOSED)