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Old April 14th, 2024, 12:00 PM
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Summerpaw
A chimera with calico-like markings and yellow and blue heterochromia
They/Them | 6 Moons | Gathering
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Summerpaw did not like the atmosphere of this Gathering so far, with small arguments happening everywhere. The Gathering was a truce, where every cat has to stop fighting and gather together, whether they are enemies or not. And Summerpaw was social. They loved talking to cats, and they figured the Gathering was the perfect place to do so. They caught the sight of a WindClan cat with the corner of their eyes and thought for a bit.

ThunderClan and WindClan weren't enemies, were they? Not that they knew of. Maybe they could get to know more about this WindClan cat, they'd always been interested in WindClan life. She padded over to the cat, wearing a warm and friendly smile.

"Hey there!" They meowed, tail flicking against the ground.

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Thundersnow
Tom\Warrior\WC
"Water holds memories."

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Thundersnow looked up from the circles he had drawn in the floor. Thundersnow usually loved gatherings, loved to interact with other cats (even if that interaction was really just him staring at them intensely from the shadows). But this time, it was different. Terror had just ripped through Windclan with an iron claw, and as much as the tom wanted to just sit and think and murmur, he couldn't. His mind was a prison of thoughts that looped painfully and endlessly.

So, this strange cat that smelled of Thunderclan seemed to be the least of his problems. In fact, it could even serve as an escape.

He smiled (but more like grimaced) at the other cat, his ears straining painfully to hear their mews, but he could barely hear them over the foggy noise of nothing and everything at the same time. Guessing by their body language, they seemed to be friendly. Their mouth was pulled into a welcoming smile and their odd eyes glittered with interest.

Thundersnow cocked his head at the cat. He steadily shifted his weight to properly face them, wincing everytime his blood stained leg brushed against something.

"Hiiii." He murmured, relaxing his shoulders and allowing his stiff posture to fall to show the cat that he saw them as no threat, and that they shouldn't see him as one either.
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