Before Hawkbite could reply to the warrior he could now put a name on, a shrill interrupted the Gathering. Green eyes shifted towards a miniature Spiderthroat up by the deputies. The cat that nearly killed him seemed to have his paws filled with children now. His would follow the voice of Bumblestar and then to Dawnstar before looking back at Spiderthroat. Was everyone popping babies out these days?! Come to think of it, Twilightstar was even looking a little round. Say it wasn't so!
The Commanders ears pinned back breifly before he looked back at Floodsight. Apparently RiverClan was the more composed of the group today. Wild. "Prey's been fine. Apparently it's been fine everywhere with the amount of babies that seemed to have appeared in the clans," Hawkbite could only make the assumption based on Spiderthroat's kin, Dawnstar's -- even though the other clans didn't know about them -- and now Twilightstar seemed to be growing in size. "Think Bumblestar is going to pop out kittens next?" Hawkbite snorted at the thought.
Floodsight ✦ RiverClan | 21 moons | Mind Reader ; Beefed Up T1 ; empty slot
In an instance, small furball had manage to squeak their way towards the Seastone. She couldn't see them very well, but there seemed to be at least two dancing about in the sand, trying desperately to get on top to...Spiderthroat? Wow, Floodsight didn't know he had it in him. Normally in camp, she would be in awe by the excited little ones, but today? At the Gathering? Outside the camp where they should not be? That made her cringe slightly at the mess ThunderClan was bringing. "What I think? I think they need to reevaluate their camp security if the kits can manage to sneak out."
She'd shook her head with slight disappointment before turning to Hawkbite. "I supposed sooner better than later. Leaf-bare is coming, and there's no saying how it'll treat the clans this year."
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REDWATER THE THREE OF SWORDS
| she/her | warrior | 24 moons | rc |
| Agatha Kitty ; The Collector |
small scarred reddish-brown molly with green eyes
[ @ChaosBringer. - @Blossom Cry @ChromeSilver_Hwaa ]
Redwater lowered her eyes to the dirt, her scarlet fur betraying her emotions. The cat who loomed above her seemed to have a lot more hatred for her. More than Red had for him. She felt more scared. She felt like a shivering kit in the nursery. Take a breath. Take a breath. This is not a live or die situation. There is a Gathering truce. So she
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Took another step back and glanced around for something to save her from this mess. Medicine cats nearby, deputies, AH. She looked Whisperinghive right in the eyes and said briskly, ”Seems my f-friend needs me.” and she walked towards a cat she had never interacted with before. “Hello.” she said meekly, trying to use her eyes to tell the cat to act like they were actually friends and they should be having a conversation and it wasn’t just how Red had escaped from a hostile WindClan tom.
MINTPAW
| she/her | apprentice | 6 moons | 13/100 |
| Lyrebird’s Lullaby ; Trick of the Eye ; Mind Reader |
small fluffy Thai kitten with bright green eyes
[ @Bean — Wolfpaw - @elio — Mossfreckle - @squidz — Berrypaw - @Alchemist Kitsune — Lightningstorm - @Dolomedes — Rabbitpaw -:- @Luna16 ]
Mintpaw bounced through the sea of cats, her fluffy pointed fur bouncing along with her feet and her excitement. She scanned the crowd hopefully, looking for a cat to anno—talk to. Ooh! She spotted the medicine cats chatting farther along and sped up. Mintpaw had always wondered what medicine cats were like. She’d never talked to Mossfreckle before. She though it might be fun to chat with the medicine cats!
Wasn’t there a few medicine cats her age? Maybe she could make some FRIENDS!!! The thought amplified her excitement even more. Ooh! WHAT IF I surprised them? That might be fun! her stomach churned. Or would they get mad, and would Mossfreckle scold me? she expected nothing less. She was no stranger to getting scolded. Can’t be that bad of an idea.
Mintpaw sneaked around behind the medicine cats, sneaking…sneaking… she could trick their eyes! Thank StarClan she’d been practicing, or she might get caught. When she had herself in an acceptable position, Mintpaw lowered herself to the ground—here I go!—and popped out into the medicine cats’ midst, shouting ”SURPRISE!” at the top of her tiny lungs.
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Cloudsong sniffed. "Cloudsong." He muttered and frowned. "Shadowclan, right?" He asked, deciding to test the apprentice's manners. If they said he was stinky, Cloudsong would just leave. If they said he was Riverclan, Cloudsong will stay. Cloudsong was like that. Grumpy, rude, and always testing cats.
Nightpaw listened as the RiverClan elder said that his name was Cloudsong before asking Nightpaw if he was a ShadowClan cat. Nightpaw nodded his head in affirmation. "Yep, I'm from ShadowClan." He sniffed the air, the various scents made it a little difficult, but he tried to focus. "Are you…RiverClan…?" He was pretty sure Cloudsong was from RiverClan, but given how he'd never met a RiverClan cat before this, he just wanted to be sure.
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"You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ye
Where me and my true love shall never meet again
On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond!"
Snakepaw was clearly amused by Brokenstream's immediate shock at her reveal. So right away she worked out that Brokenstream must know her brother then, and Duskleaf must’ve never told him about her. When the Lionheart did speak again, he confirmed what Snakepaw had been thinking, he was friends with Duskleaf. "I hope you aren't as disrespectful to him as you are to me." Once again, Snakepaw was doing it for the drama. She didn’t actually have anything against Brokenstream personally, he was just a somewhat familiar RiverClan cat she could annoy.
Once again he sounded more hostile as he told Snakepaw to tell him if she wanted him to say something to Duskleaf, otherwise leave. "Ehh no, I think I’ll stay right here." She said, getting comfortable where she was sitting. "Do tell him I wish him well though, heard he was sick so I just want him to know I'm not still angry at him for the last gathering." Then something else crossed her mind. "Oh, and before I forget…is our father, Reedclaw, still alive? I haven’t seen him in moons now, he didn’t show up at the border when we agreed and he didn’t show up at the gathering after. If you know anything, please do tell me. Otherwise, could ye ask Duskleaf for me?" By now, she was pretty sure Reedclaw was in StarClan, but if there was any hope at all that he was still alive, maybe even with RiverClan and just under watch to keep him away from the borders, then she wanted to know.
Then one of the two apprentices Brokenstream was with suddenly padded up to Snakepaw. Then declared that she…smelled like him? Albeit musky. Was that meant to be a compliment or an insult? Maybe even just a statement? Hm, more cats must know Duskleaf than she originally believed. Ah, this was Duskleaf’s apprentice sitting in front of her, obviously here with Brokenstream because Duskleaf probably trusted him as a friend since he was too ill to attend. "Secretly nice?" She repeated Riftpaw's question. "Hmm…well, I'm nice to cats who deserve it. I wouldn't say I'm a bad cat, just I treat cats exactly how they deserve. If they’re nice, then I'll be nice. If they’re not, then I'll treat them like the dung they are." Snakepaw didn’t see anything wrong with that, seemed pretty fair to her.
"You'll take the high road and I'll take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before ye
Where me and my true love shall never meet again
On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond!"
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