Splashleap was present, shivering and doing her absolute best to stay to the center of the crowd lest Deadmoon be about. She knew the other molly would stick towards the outside of the crowd, not being the most.....socially competent. Best to stay somewhere with lots of other cats, and she was nice and warm as an added benefit. (Open)
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Splashleap had been correct in her assertion that Deadmoon would avoid other cats like they carried greencough. The newer Windclan fury was sticking close to the edge of the clearing, not wanting to risk a chat with....just about anyone. She supposed she could manage it if need be, age had taught her that sometimes forced politeness was a necessary skill, but it wouldn't be her favorite activity of all time. Owlpaw's disappearance had left her feeling a bit raw, and she wasn't sure how much conversation she could make. Whatever. She would manage it if need be. Perhaps she could make another friend. Yeah right. YEAH. RIGHT. Marigoldpaw, Rookscreech (though she'd lasted longer than the others), Creeksplash. All gone. Other-clan friends didn't work. Then again that might just be the world they lived in. Most friendships ended up with someone dead eventually. Deadmoon sat in rather sullen silence, shivering and doing her best to keep herself warm with her tail. It wasn't working great, but the attempt was worth something. (OPEN)
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Sneezepaw came a-tumbling into the clearing, a wide grin on their face. This was their second Gathering, but that was still pretty exciting! Though, well, not quite as exciting as last time. Hmm... actually, that was kind of sad. Would they never feel that same kind of excitement? Never ever again? Huh. Well, they'd just have to find a super-duper exciting cat to talk to, and then it would be even better than last time! Their eyes opened wide, scanning the clearing for potential victims... and there! An apprentice from another Clan! PREPARE TO BE TALKED TO!
"Hi!" chirped Sneezepaw, practically tripping over themself to come to a sudden stop after having raced over. "What's your name? I'm Sneezepaw! From WindClan, by the way. What's your name?" After just barely allowing enough time for the other cat to answer, they continued. "I wonder what they're gonna talk about tonight!" they bounced up and down on their paws, gesturing vaguely at the leaders seated on the rock with their tail. If last time was anything to go off of, their excitement might allow them to catch just a few words here and there... But they wanted to talk, and that was something to talk about!
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Oh joy! Her first Gathering! Padding along with her Clanmates to the Seastones, the tabby tortoiseshell had a large smile on her face. She sat down near the rest of her Clanmates. She couldn't wait to see the other cats from ThunderClan, ShadowClan, and RiverClan! Would they be nice? Or were they as mean as the other kits and apprentices made them sound? Surely they can't be that bad? Rumours spread quick, after all, Windpaw learnt the hard way. Her tail curled around her paws as she looked around the place with a pleasant look. Seems like ThunderClan and RiverClan's already arrived!
{OPEN!}
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base by PastelPlagues on TH Butterflypaw-She/Her
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Butterflypaw quickly had the random idea of talking to a cat from another idea.
That's what you're supposed to do at Gatherings, right?
Might as well go ahead and get the full experience!
She looked for one around her age... HMMM...
That one!
That one looks nice!
She quickly headed over. "Hello!" She greeted excitedly.
base by PastelPlagues on TH Butterflypaw-She/Her
6 Moons(?)
6/100
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Butterflypaw quickly had the random idea of talking to a cat from another idea.
That's what you're supposed to do at Gatherings, right?
Might as well go ahead and get the full experience!
She looked for one around her age... HMMM...
That one!
That one looks nice!
She quickly headed over. "Hello!" She greeted excitedly.
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Fluffy patched tortoiseshell she-kit with blue and green heterochromia
She/Her | 7 Moons | + every 17th | WindClan Apprentice | Optimistic and calm
[15/100]
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Windpaw so thought she would have to sit through this whole Gathering alone, but suddenly, the stars had blessed her with a new friend. With a wide smile, Windpaw turned to the newcoming, blinking in greeting.
"Hi!" She narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to figure out what Clan the apprentice was from. First off, definitely not WindClan, and well, she didn't smell like fish, and ShadowClan hadn't arrived yet soooo... ThunderClan! "Windpaw here, you?"
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Rabbitpaw
He/him | WC Medicine Cat Apprentice| Moons: 12 | Part Manx cat
The tom ruffled his fur, the chill starting to bleed into his pelt even with its winter coat in full force. He couldn't even imagine what it must be like for Miss Lightningstorm, and Miss Twilightstar, and Crowtooth... Rabbitpaw felt a shudder run through him at the thought, the force causing him to falter in his steps for just a moment before giving a quick bound to return to his mentors side. "It does feel colder... I was born around this time, so this is the first time I'm out of a nursery for it, you know?" That was a strange thought wasn't it? Was he even in Windclan during the time of his first leaf fall? Rabbitpaw was around 2 moons when he was brought in right? The memories were fuzzy of that time, but he remembered Snowkit... and Duskkit. He smiled to himself...
Oh.. Wolfpaw was here already, didn't Thunderclan arrive after them? Or really, literally right after Windclan walked in? The other herbalist was quite quick then, or he and his mentor were taking longer than he originally thought they were. It was possible, with him being so rounded up in his thoughts that he hardly even noticed they had made it to the medicine sitting spot until he nearly bumped into the perch. The tan feline flicked his tattered ear as he heard Miss Lightningstorm and Crowtooth bicker about something or another, would they end up a stack again? It certainly made sure he was cozy enough last time... but it was probably unprofessional to do that all the time.. probably a one time thing.
Though he would silently mourn it, as he hopped up beside his mentor. "It's already so cold... It's strange why we choose this as our meeting place. Rocks, water, cold... sounds like a recipe for disaster?" He knew enough- well he knew that Quailheart used to keep little Rabbitkit bundled up in the nursery during rainy days 'because you'll catch a cold.' The memory of his mother, as brief as it was, turned the polite smile on his face into one of bittersweetness. Was Quailheart among the stars right now? Looking down? Was she proud of what Rabbitpaw has achieved?
"Hello Wolfpaw, how're you? If you want you can sit on this side of me, I don't mind blocking the wind for you... only if you want to, of course." He awkwardly offered, padded at his side unaccompanied by his mentor, it was probably a strange request from a cat of a different clan- but they were all medicine cats, naturally more neutral within reason and within each other, understanding a craft that most other cats don't, at least not at the level expected from the clans' healer... and overall Thunderclan and Windclan haven't had any too recent tension between them. Also... Rabbitpaw just kind of sort of, didn't mind. He was a kind feline at heart, and at gatherings he can be at peace with that.
Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Warrior| Moons: 24 |
“No one is coming to save you.
Get up.”
TW: This character’s posts often exhibits triggers such as depression, suicidal tendencies/idealation, anxiety, and self loathing
Ahhhh, it was Seabreeze's worst part of the moon. The gathering. Lovely, delightful even, stunning. Ugh, well actually, on second thought, the seastones really were a pretty place. And maybe that's his Riverclan water bias but that doesn't change his opinion. It was even prettier when the windy, drafty place was sending icy breezes through his ragged fur every five seconds. The tom shivered, and for a moment, he had instinctively started to start little round patrols to check on his clan and make sure no one was starting a fuss... but he was just a warrior now, he wasn't any kind of lionheart. Strange. Well- Less work for him.
Through the Windclan cats, and the thunderclan cats, Seabreeze found himself sitting towards the front, but off to the side of the clearing. He didn't want to give any wrong ideas and make someone think he's actually up to chatting after all. Gatherings were already a nightmare for him and his anxiety and his paranoia, he doesn't need to add fuel to that fire. The warrior settled in a sit, tail covering as much of his flank as it could cover... stars, did that Thunderclan squirrel really have to rip the damn thing off. Brrr.
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Applepaw "The apple of your eye!"
|| Any Pronouns | WC Apprentice | Moons: 8 ||
Applepaw padded out after his clan.. it wasn't his first gathering but it was still just as exciting to her! There was so much interesting things happening at the gathering if you sat still for a moment and watched for it. He also liked talking to the other cats not in his clan, a change in point of view, sometimes strange and negative in her fine opinion and somethings genuinely mind opening- though that happened rarely. Most of the time cats of other clans were just boring and sometimes talked about what they were learning and never had any real conversations-
Oh hey! There's one of their new best friends! Hollypaw! What a joy! The apprentice bounded up to their fellow, and took a quick seat at his side. "Heeelloooo Hollypaw! How are we on this, surprisingly chilly, evening?" He asked, dramatically, but in a cheerful fashion. Though at the mention of the temperature, they felt a shiver run through their russet fur. Instinctively ruffling it until it was at about twice its usual size and then pressing, without thought of personal boundary, into Hollypaw's side with a giggle.
Wildpaw
| He/him | WC Apprentice | Moons: 9 |
“That’s it!? But I want to play!!”
Wildpaw froze a moment, before fully entering the clearing of the seastones, so annoyingly cold. It was like biting into his fur? Why so rude? The apprentice huffed as he finally got his tail in gear enough to follow the rest of his clan into the space. Thunderclan cats were so close behind them that he didn't even notice they were properly there until he was looking at the leaders, judging his sitting position by their clarity so he could maybe actually pay attention if he ended up wanting to. Depends on how boring it was going to be. Hopefully nothing intolerable-
OH HEY WAIT!! Bunny was named at the last meeting! That meant that he was going to get one big shout out by the boss lady in front of the other clans. They're going to be so jealous that they would never have a warrior as good as Bunny is. He was a tunneler and a warrior, and probably the only cat ever to have the possibility of topping Wildpaw as best warrior ( when he earned his name.. which was soon! ) which any cat would know is impressive!
Ew, the fish are here now too, it was already stinking like salty fish water and now they had gone and duplicated it by one thousand- But where was he? Yellow eyes passed through the cats, stopping for a fraction of a second on each black and white cat, before finally they landed on Bunny. Wildpaw wanted to be there when Bunny dies of anxiety at his name being called out- partially to giggle at the other's antics and partially so that Wildpaw could comfort if the moment was really that bad for him.
Wildpaw started at the other, a smile on his face, his teeth showing, though one of his canines was missing, having finally fallen out and was coming in with his adult teeth. Only for the smile to drop, and Wildpaw to halt. Who the actual hell was this fish? Why were they so close to Bunny? Why... Did they want something from Bunny? Oh no no no no no- No fish was going to be around his Bunny right now. The apprentice approached the Riverclan cat and Bunny in a manner that was about 180 to what he was previously.
Before he casually pushed inbetween the Riverclan cat and Bunny, pressing his black and russet flank into the tunneler's, with a very pointed glare at the she-cat. Wildpaw turned his gaze back to his friend, light in his eyes, genuine grin on his face, "Wowzers Bunny, ready for the big ol' announcement? Gonna die of fright and excitement? No worries, maybe hearing it at a big ol' moment will make you realize how amazin' you are!" And realize that you shouldn't be near cats that killed their deputy and countless others, what if they start targeting their tunnelers next?
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Determined ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Lawful Good ⋆ She/Her ⋆ Killer Aptitude T3 ⋆ Riverclan
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Adderstrike let out a small yawn as she waited for the late leader to show up to the party. It was very dull right now and while she would hate to see any drama come up from Riverclan cats, she couldn't help to admit that it keep gatherings interesting when the other clans has hissy fits. Then her eyes landed on something while looking around bored. Primroseadder was sitting next to one of those rogues? She was far too close to that tom for her liking. Well that was anywhere close to one of those rogues, but I digress.
Then the funniest sight happened one of the Windrogues burst between the two. Who was his mentor and why wasn't he doing anything about this. A soft sigh escaped from Adderstrike before she got up and walked over to the small group. Adderstrike couldn't let any drama start without her there to help to defend her old apprentice. Would this be the first time she joined in gathering drama? Hopefully not. She sat herself right next to Primroseadder of course. She rested her tail on the back of the other she cat to help her keep warm while she looked up to the stones wondering when the show was going to begin.
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