Alpinepaw heard Rowanmane as she was walking back towards her clanmates. "So, he is from Riverclan. He's a bit hostile tonight..." she thought while she squeezed past her clanmates. There were a lot of cats from Thunderclan, and most of them were chatting among themselves. She wondered if she could interact with the other clans during this Gathering.
The young apprentice finally got onto the other side and found herself in a small gap. Alpinepaw scented the air and it smelled like....Windclan? Anyways, the scent was from another clan. The gap was about a cat length and she scanned the other clan to see if there were any cats her age.
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STORMTAIL
SHC WARRIOR - FEMALE
Stormtail wandered around Seastones, shifting through the crowds of cats. She wrinkled her nose occasionally at the disgusting Riverclan fish scent, trying her best to hide it. She spotted a Thunderclan apprentice and frowned. Stormtail sat a fox length away and started to lick her grey-blue chest fur.
An unfamiliar voice spoke his name and Hawkbite's head canted to the direction of it. Green eyes narrowed in the direction of Floodsight, a RiverClanner he didn't know nor cared to. "RiverClan was the last on my list to have the guts to interact with the other clans," Hawkbite replied simply, his tail wrapping tightly over his paws. This didn't stop his tail tip from twitching with both annoyance and intrigue for the other. His brow raised for a moment. "Guess I'm status enough for a random to know my name, who're you?"
He'd skip the comment about staring at the RiverClan leader. His thoughts would be his own in this instance. No need to stir up more hard feelings considering they'd only just come back. He was amazed there wasn't already fighting breaking out within the clans.
Floodsight ✦ she/her | 21 moons | Mind Reader ; Beefed Up T1 ; empty slot
"Floodsight." She had replied, ignoring the slight annoyance in the other warrior's voice. She had stared straight at him, and met his green gaze. That's her name; it's not rare for other cats to not know her. She hadn't been the outgoing type, but lately, it could be safetly said that her efforts to talking to other cats had been made. "I suppose all is well if we're still on your talking list."
"How fares the prey whilst we're gone?" She'd asked, grooming her paws and fur.
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