Primroseadder
wiki base, colored in by otter RiverClan Warrior
Ultimate Predator
Go with the Flow
Shadow Fiend
She / Her ; 13 Moons
Primroseadder's ears twitched as a WindClan Apprentice rudely pushed in between her and another WindClan cat she hadn't even been interacting with and glared at her. Emerald hues flicked over to the black-and-ginger tom, narrowing ever so slightly, as if a warning.
As Adderstrike's tail draped across her back, Primroseadder never felt greater for the presence of her former mentor. The young warrior scooted closer to the brown-and-cream tabby, tucking her paws beneath her chest and turning her attention back to the Clan Leaders.
[ @Fish - Adderstrike // @Dolomedes - Wildpaw | the reason i mentioned tallstar for vine was because tall and i planned for vine and prim to meet this gathering, whereas they are both new warriors! ^^ ]
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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stonepaw, she/her, 7 moons
riverclan apprentice
a pale gray she-cat with dull blue eyes.
Stonepaw stayed towards the back of the group as her clan walked to the Gathering, looking at everything they passed with hopefully not too big eyes. Seeing anything besides the scenery of Riverclan camp was really a shock, and no matter how much she stared Stonepaw felt like she couldn't fully absorb it all. Once they finally arrived and Stormstar hopped up to join the rest of the leaders, Stonepaw realized she'd have to pick somewhere to sit. The gray apprentice glanced around the clearing, feeling slightly frantic, though it didn't show on her face. Should she sit with the cats from the other clans? Or was Riverclan not on friendly terms with them yet? Stonepaw personally didn't know much about clan relations, besides the fact that Riverclan was driven out of the forest when she was still a kit... she had a feeling it wasn't a good idea to bring that up at the Gathering.
Stonepaw reluctantly decided to just go and sit by her clanmates, at least for her first time. She settled next to one of the younger looking warriors- Seabreeze, she remembered- who was more off to the side than everyone else. Maybe the center was where all the fights broke out. She'd take the silent wisdom of one of the more experienced cats, and go sit in a less crowded area. Less overwhelming, anyways.
She didn't say anything to him, but in the silence Stonepaw observed the way Seabreeze held himself. He seemed... tired. Luckily, Stonepaw felt like she had enough energy to make the walk tonight, but she sensed that Seabreeze wasn't experiencing a physical weakness. What was wrong, she wondered? Was he sad?
Stonepaw's fur suddenly spiked up, and she quickly looked away from the warrior, flustered. She was staring a little... hopefully she didn't seem too strange. If Seabreeze really was tired, she didn't want to make him feel like she was judging- that'd be ironic, wouldn't it.
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