The muscular tom followed slightly behind his clanmates, tired but still caring his head high. Thunderclan had been a scattered clan to many cats, a bird with broken wings, but he would remain standing tall through all this, through Dawnstar leading their clan. There was no point in being defeated by all that had happened, better look forward to a new sunrise for Thunderclan.
His thoughts were interrupted by the cacophony of noise coming from the edge of the gathering space, and when he turned to watch his eyes could pick a few cats... arguing over something. His ears were slightly notched, but his hearing had not yet worsened despite his age, and he could still pick up the word 'traitor' before Dawnstar leaped down, and seemed to kill the cat who had been the main issue. Usually he was pretty against killing someone just like that, but if it was a traitorous cat who had lost their life, he supposed they should have been it coming.
After the mess was over (at least he hoped), the large tom continued moving slowly until he brought himself to a good spot, a slightly elevated spot near the very edge of the gathering space, where he could see and hear the leaders, but was still rather in peace.
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as soon as they arrived, dustypaw had hopped off in his own direction and sat down beside a cat. to be honest, he wasn’t paying attention to who the cat was, mostly because there was a FIGHT GOING ON?! curled ears swiveled as the apprentice whipped sound, watching some big cat yowl at a smaller cat. in the background, there was some weirdo shrieking at kestrelstar and promptly getting kicked out of the gathering.
yellow eyes widened once dawnstar jumped down from the seastones and – he turned away before he could see anything, but he had a feeling he knew what happened and horror settled in his stomach. he squeezed his eyes shut
could they not have one good, normal day? watching the brawl between a shadowclan warrior and his target being killed right after by dawnstar, sagepaw felt his stomach churn. he inhaled deeply, slowly breathing out, then looked at the cat he had sat beside. oh, it was one of the dreaded minions. ”and i thought there was no violence at gatherings.” she remarked under her breath.
When the Dark Lord arrived he was met with the stench of death and shivers was sent down his spine. It was all too common these days for him to really blink an eye at it - instead he wondered how the cat was killed. Was it justified? Quick, slow, sudden, did they bleed out -? These thoughts were disturbing but Wormbite brushed them off without another thought. He approached the crowd, sleek tail flickering in frustration. He would offer a limb that it was Shadowclan's doing, even at a gathering, he supposed. Thoughts swirling, mind too hazy to focus - fixate - react to what was going on, he was brought to attention as Kestrelstar sounded his name.
His tongue clicked against the roof of his mouth. Fur bristling, was Birdpaw hurt? Wormbite gave a nod, not entirely obviously directed to him, his voice was too hoarse to offer confirmation but his nose twitched while he tried to pick up the apprentice's scent. Picking up his pace, he follows after the trail Birdpaw left. Despite how his body protested, it was easy enough to catch up to her.
// wormbite has left the gathering. //
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As Cactuspaw arrived late she noticed that there was.. a lot going on. "Di-did Dawnstar just kill someone?" She said to herself as she watched the leader. Well, that just further fueled her fear in the ShadowClan leader. She didn't really care all too much about the cat themselves, more about the fact that she'd kill at a gathering of all places. "Sheesh.." She said as she took a seat. She didn't like how close everybody was but she decided to put up with it.
She also noticed the cat yelling at Kestrelstar asking if he could rejoin. It seemed he had been exiled along with someone else. Were all gatherings this.. much? They didn't seem like somewhere Cactuspaw wanted to be, at least her father wasn't here. She took a deep breath and just hoped nothing would end up targeting her.
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Mistypaw wanted to leave. But she didn't. Maybe there was going to be some sort of important announcement, plus she wanted to learn how to fight through these things. "Thank you for the offer, Kestrelstar, but n-" she started, but cut herself off at how hesitant she sounded. "No. I don't want to miss anything. Plus these things don't rattle me so much anymore, worse has happened in my life." With that, she sat in the front of the crowd, wondering what the gathering was going to bring.
Rookscreech was...sued to this. She was pretty sure most ShadowClan cats were. It was a different topic whether they disapproved of it or enjoyed it. Dawnstar was a psychopath but she worked and she made cats fear her so nobody cared. Well, Sprucefall cared. Unfortuanely, only the weak ones rose up to be squashed and to reinforce her power. She supposed the price of power was being a sociopathic little jerk.
What unnerved her was the memories. Sprucefall had been part of that rebellion. That day she decided that maybe, just maybe, she needed to put effort into being there for someone, for her friend. And that they'd stay friends forever. Just as usual, Rookscreech was being reminded of old mistakes.
Lizardfrost felt nothing as she saw the ShadowClan leader execute a cat. Whoever they were, they were apparently a foe of ShadowClan so she felt it wasn't her place to meddle. \So she just focused on what Kestrelstar had to say. Thankfully Stormpelt was also shooed away.
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Oh stars was this an invasion? Yes! It was her chance now. She dashed towards where kestrelstar was standing. She could convince him now. "Ohmiogosh Kestrely star that's the evil I was telling you about. I saw a prophecy that Stormpelt was going to return and also Dawnstar is going to kill someone I thought she was going to kill Wormbite because she hates him!!!!!!" she exclaimed, almost about to jump on the seastones. Was thsi all mad eup? Er...mostly?
[ open? maybe? is plum feeling too lazy to reply to these things? probably? beware engaging ]
Nectarflame had followed the comically large battalion to the seastones in silence. The Bengal was feeling rather relaxed this evening, and watches Dawnstar end the life of some insignificant soul, feeling... Distant. Contrary to the popular belief that followed the leader around day and night, it was becoming apparent that instant slaughter was not something that she did frequently (though indeed moreso than others, perhaps) or lightly. So what had that Sprucefall done? Certainly enough to warrant the final blow from the forest cat.
☼ Brightpaw (she/her) ☼
➢ Close behind her mentor, the young tortoiseshell molly had walked along with the other clan cats in silence. This was the first Gathering to happen after she was named an apprentice, so she kinda had to go along with everyone else, right? It was an unofficial tradition or something like that. Brightpaw did not know to be certain. Regardless, the Thunderclan youth followed Nectarflame, assuming that it was a safe choice to stick close to the bengal shecat. Watching the chaos ensue around them, Brightpaw didn’t know really how to react, her green-hued eyes just widening as Dawnstar ended the life of some dummy that attacked another cat - or something like that. It was all happening way too fast for the lean shecat to follow what was all happening. “Are all gatherings like this?” She meowed quietly to Nectarflame. Brightpaw genuinely did not know, considering this was her first time at a gathering. She was not aware that being so unbothered by the slaughter of Sprucefall was not normal, but her mentor was calm, so she would be too. Though some cats, she noticed, were leaving the gathering after witnessing what just happened. Huh. Oh well, Brightpaw wasn't gonna be a coward. She was braver than them.
Ah, cleaning crew. What a pleasant surprise. Not really, considering he had already disposed of Lionpaw's body in ShadowClan. "As you wish," he purred sweetly to Dawnstar before lowering his head and hauling the limp body of Sprucefall onto his back with his jaws. She was incredibly light, some blood still leaking from her wounds and staining his pelt but Grimhound didn't care. With a swift motion, he turned to pad close to the shoreline. A traitor like this didn't deserve a proper burial. "Badgerscar, get over here," the tabby called. He didn't need help but it might be nice to catch up with his former apprentice.
Dropping the body off Grimhound took one latch of his teeth into the scruff and used his entire body to fling the deceased cat in towards the lapping waves. Soon enough they would rise to take the body out, good riddance.
--Badgerscar (ShC)--
Damn it. After his mother had ruthlessly killed the traitor (which was obviously the right decision, why some other cats seemed so upset he would never understand) he had been hoping to slip back into the shadows before Grimhound could talk to him. Oh well, at least it looked like his former mentor wasn't about to make him touch that scum and help dump the body in the ocean as the Hound was already doing it himself. Padded after him as the warrior threw the body into the ocean and made a slightly disgusted face. Ew, he always hated being around traitors.
"What?" was the bland reply that Grimhound received at his demand for Badgerscar to come along.
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Kestrelstar was determined to perhaps have one Gathering where no drama outside of normal announcements and Dawnstar being her normal self occurred, but that would not be the case. Watching the events unfold, he felt his fur bristle as Storm charged into the Gathering demanding to rejoin. He remained silent, instead simply glaring at the tom. Whatever chances he might have had to rejoin in the future were gone now. Thankfully Shimmerbird and Birdpaw stepping in to handle it took care of the issue, as well as... was that a ShadowClan cat helping?
[ @NinjaBloss @x ghostie @luminous ]
Regardless, Kestrelstar slipped off the rock and padded forward. Storm had disappeared to stars know where, and so had Birdpaw after that... killing. Not that he disagreed - he was about two seconds away from finding Storm and doing the same to him. "Thank you, Shimmerbird," he mewed as he passed, casting a questioning glance to Whiteclaw. He noticed the tom was injured, but it wasn't his Clan so it wasn't his problem. "Wormbite," he called, noticing that the Shield had arrived to the Gathering, "can you go make sure Birdpaw gets back to camp safely? I'm not sure how much of the territory she knows at this point." Shifting his gaze to Mistypaw, he sighed. "You are welcome to go back to camp with him if you wish." He could see how rattled the she-cat was
With a nod of his head, he glanced to Shimmerbird. "If Storm shows his face here again, I want you to pin him, and I'll deal with him." Kestrelstar didn't elaborate on what he meant by that, though the fur on the back of his neck rising could indicate towards it. Turning around he stalked back over to the Seastone and returned to his place, giving his chest fur a few quick licks. "What a way to start," he muttered to himself, frustration lapping at his paws like ocean waves.
--Shimmerbird (RC)--
The Shield frowned as a ShadowClan warrior interfered, and then Storm proceeded to attack them before darting out faster than anyone could react. Glancing down at the heavily injured Whiteclaw she slowly inched away from the fallen warrior. That wasn't her problem, he was the one who had decided to get involved and he wasn't a part of RiverClan.
She couldn't help but tense as another commotion occurred and the molly turned just in time to see Dawnstar murder a cat at the Gathering. What in StarClan's name?! Couldn't she have taken them back to camp or something and then killed them? This was a Gathering, a time for peace, not violence! And poor Birdpaw had ran off because of that, not that Shimmerbird blamed her. A part of the Shield wanted to follow, but she could not weak, especially not with her new status.
She turned away from the sight only to practically jump out of her skin when Kestrelstar seemed to materialize next to her because she hadn't been paying attention. The white flecked warrior gave a quick dip of her head at the thanks and a murmur of agreement at his words. Hopefully Kestrelstar wouldn't be like Dawnstar and would at least wait until afterwards...
[Sorry for the double quote lmao ]
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