Tansyjaw didn't particularly want to start chatting to the numerous other cats from various clans (though Riverclan wasn't here which was somewhat nice) as some of other cats in Thunderclan seemed inclined to do. A few too many of them were, to her mind, chatting with the Shadowclanners. It seemed to be mainly naive little apprentices, fortunately none of her family members that she could see. They'd better not try it. Regal she might like to be, but if needs must she wasn't above giving one of the fools a cuff around the ears and dragging them back to more....civilized company if the situation called for it. That was her whole reason for being here. Lioncrest and Dovefluff didn't always like to attend the gatherings, and SOMEONE had to keep an eye on the children. Might as well be her, the most qualified for any job.
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Brindlepaw was feeling none of his grandmama's belligerence, prancing into the Gathering a bit late but with a lot of energy and a desire to chitchat. He wasn't exactly a master conversationalist, but he'd quite like to meet a few other cats. See what was going on beyond the borders more directly, rather than waiting for second or third paw reports back in the Thunderclan camp. He wasn't too well versed in interclan politics to begin with, but not actually hearing anyone straight up didn't help matters. All he was vaguely aware of was that they didn't particularly like Riverclan at the moment, and that Shadowclan in general was bad. At least according to Tansyjaw. Still, he was hopeful that he could find a suitable conversation partner, and actually get an idea of what was going on while hopefully making Thunderclan look a bit more tough because wow, there were a lot of cats from his clan here tonight, they must look POWERFUL!!
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Shrewstep hadn't been to a gathering in a hot minute, so he took this as an opportunity to get his news fresh from the source for once. Dawnstar had been a bit grouchy lately (when was she not) so he was hopeful that this gathering would result in something interesting occurring. Shadowclan had, despite the ire towards various animals and clans, not been in many confrontations lately. He wasn't exactly spoiling for a fight, but it would give him something to do now that his apprentice had been demoted back down to a kit. Or, if he got the chance, he could find someone to flirt with. He doubted it would go anywhere, cross clan relationships rarely lasted long, but a little flirting was all in good fun.
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Deadmoon wasn't sure what exactly was going to go down at the gathering, but Duckpaw really needed to go to one so she hoped her presence would encourage the kid to attend. If she wanted to stick by her that was absolutely fine, didn't even need to talk, though somehow she imagined her apprentice wouldn't be the type to sit in stoic silence through the gathering. A bit more on the talkative side, Duckpaw. Certainly compared to Snowybreeze anyway. Deadmoon didn't have any particular agenda for this one, as they had rather lost their appeal after Marigoldpaw had disappeared and Rookscreech had joined her in Windclan. She ought to talk to Rookie soon, they had both been going about their lives without seeing each other a bit too much she feared. Nothing dramatic, just the easy knowledge the other was there taking the....specialness out of chatting. It was no longer a thrilling, once a moon prospect. It could happen any time, so it rarely happened. It was odd, the way things worked like that. She caught a glimpse of Rookie's uncle in the crowd. Marigoldpaw's friend. Shrew something or other. A tiny rodent for a tiny cat, that was how she remembered it. Deadmoon would rather talk to literally anybody else.
(All open, though Tansy will definitely be a bit grumpy! Deadmoon is Windclan, Shrewstep is Shadowclan, Tansyjaw and Brindlekit are Thunderclan.)