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ׂ╰┈➤ Sleepysunrise ✘ Shc Medicine Cat ←
☽ She/Her, 14 Moons ✧.* Petite dark semi-long-furred feline with white tufts across her body, white freckles and piercing blue eyes ☾
Shadow Fiend * CALL ME MONSTER * Silk Spinner * Purrk
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At least she wasn't banned from gatherings with her grandmother's new set of rules regarding her travels through the territory. It made sense, considering a majority of the enforces joined these gatherings and her own grandmother was present, but the possibly deranged feline had considered the possibility that either Dawnstar of Hawkbite might confine her to camp - be out of concern for their medicine cat's safety, or because the other still wanted her to rest (and now that she was out of resting, he most definitely owed her a trip out and about).
As she often did, Sleepysunrise stuck close to her grandmother like a shadow the entirety of their trip to the seastones, parting only when she watched her grandmother climb up upon the leader's perch and she herself had to part ways with the crowd to take those deft jumps up to where the medicine cats sat. And without much of a surprise, the medicine cat spotted her own little brother among the crowd as well. She had noticed that he seemed to have joined in her habit of being Dawnstar's shadow, a part of her burning. But this day the medicine cat lacked the fire to comment, her eyes only briefly closing and ears flicking as she tried to cast aside the insistent voices that he was trying to take Miss Grandmama away from her too. That he would replace her. And Sleepysunrise wasn't having any of it.
Even so, her steps were slow and her eyes downcast as she walked, keeping close to her big little brother. Uncertainty mixed with a weird unwillingness to leave his side as they navigated towards the gathering, no outwardly signs of the voices haunting her mind, and Sleepysunrise only willingly parting when it was time for her to reach her own perch. She glanced up at her brother for a last moment, his face seemingly contorted with weird shapes and expressions for just a moment in her mind's eye, his voice haunting her thoughts, before she turned her gaze away and she leapt upon the cold, empty stones beneath her paws. ShadowClan was the first to arrive this night, and perhaps it was for the better. sleepysunrise hated the feel of their burning stares on her pelt whenever she walked up, and this way she could pick her favoured spot.
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BrambleThorn
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She-cat | 12 moons old | ShadowClan warrior | Lyrebird's Lullaby - Not Active
"I might be Small but I'm Mighty!"
•·.·''·.·•her ears caught the sound of rookfire's voice and she looked right at the enforcer, she sometimes wondered if he took care of his fur because it was making her mother-like instincts flicker to life- "Rookfire hello!" she trotted over until she stopped right next to the larger cat "your fur..." she grumbled, and like the first time she even spoke to the enforcer, she began to fix his fur without asking- like she would anyways. "there ya go" she meowed as she finished her little grooming scheme. she shuffled to the side and smiled before turning her head to see if Petalpaw was okay. •·.·''·.·
@alec [there Is no escape from bramblethron's cleanings]
@pixel. [gotta check on ma baby]
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Oakpool is the current Healer of BloodClan, he has a Semi-Closed Den Vm me for healing. BatClaw is the current Deputy of Blood clan @ me if he is needed. NightStar is the current leader of Nightclan, @ me if he is needed, Sage and saguaro are Alphas of their skulls, @ me if they are needed.|All of my cats (WIP)
Petalpaw
Shadowclan App ☙ 7 moons ☙ She/Her "In joy or sadness, flowers are our closest friend."
Petalpaw blinked at her mentor and quickly followed after, standing next to her side and looking at Rookfire for a split second before turning her attention to her surroundings. "How many cats do you think will show up?"She asks, her voice a low whisper.
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BrambleThorn
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She-cat | 12 moons old | ShadowClan warrior | Lyrebird's Lullaby - Not Active
"I might be Small but I'm Mighty!"
•·.·''·.·•she hums "if all the clans, probably a few...many...hm" how to count. "i'd say a lot, many to talk too." she purred, turning her head to go right on ahead and groom petalpaw...it...it seemed bramblethorn just liked grooming those around her. •·.·''·.·
Oakpool is the current Healer of BloodClan, he has a Semi-Closed Den Vm me for healing. BatClaw is the current Deputy of Blood clan @ me if he is needed. NightStar is the current leader of Nightclan, @ me if he is needed, Sage and saguaro are Alphas of their skulls, @ me if they are needed.|All of my cats (WIP)
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BrambleThorn
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She-cat | 12 moons old | ShadowClan warrior | Lyrebird's Lullaby - Not Active
"I might be Small but I'm Mighty!"
•·.·''·.·•she hums "if all the clans, probably a few...many...hm" how to count. "i'd say a lot, many to talk too." she purred, turning her head to go right on ahead and groom petalpaw...it...it seemed bramblethorn just liked grooming those around her. •·.·''·.·
Petalpaw
Shadowclan App ☙ 7 moons ☙ She/Her "In joy or sadness, flowers are our closest friend."
The young she-cat purred ever so slightly, her eyes widen with excitement. "I cant wait to meet the other clans,"she says, her voiced squeaked in a high pitched tone as Bramblethorn began to groom her. Petalpaw sat down, letting the warrior do so
Just a Scratch | Shadow Fiend | Hulk SMASH! | Mind Reader
Another day another gathering, why did he go to these things? Bleedingpaw wasnt too inclined to socialize with cats in other clans, he was barely inclined to socialize with cats in his own clan!
Ah, right, Sleepy.
Following after his sister quietly but closely, he internally winced in sympathy that she really had no choice to skip these events even when she never really interacted with the other medicine cats. Actually none of the medicine cats were really close in Bleedingpaws blue eyes, they just kinda sat beside eachother exchanging small talk, not even talking about herbs or techniques. Speaking of medicine cats when was the last time that useless lump of fur Silentpaw at a gathering or doing much of anything? That sad sack shouldve been fired long ago, she was meant to lighten Sleepysunrises load but the bengal never saw her.
The tom huffed at the thought, tail flicking as he lightly bumped into his sister as they walked, paws slipping on the ever unhelpful sand. No wonder she looked tired. Well he was at the gathering to keep her company, so that he'd do.
Aaaaaaaafter he got up, grunting unhappily as a wobble and poor traction on the sand sent him slipping and struggling to get up. He might swim wonderfully but even ignoring how pathetic that clan was this was more then enough reason to thank his lucky stars he wasnt riverclan.
Looking around at the sand the tom snorted a little laugh, clearingly thinking of something amusing and turning to his sister to comment with a "Sleepy do you think the sand everywhere means riverclan- Oh...." only to notice she'd padded off while he was distracted and was no longer paying attention to him.
The toms ears dipped, clearly crestfallen at what he considered a clear dismissal and the lean bengal chuckled, trying and failing to force levity into the situation. "Uuuuuh I guess Ill go.... somewhere else? I-I hope you enjoy your medicine cat talks, we can chat back at camp...."
Yeah great job not making it obvious you only came here to hang out with your sister dummy, now youre looking around the crowd confused and lost like an abandoned kit. No Wispypaw, Brairsplash or Scorpionpaw and Newtbelly/Rookfire were busy talking already, yeah he had no one, so just kind of.... sat in the sand, where he'd slipped, tail curling around his paws uncertainly.
Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 50 moons Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2 The Dancing Bird
Owlthroat nodded his head briefly as Rookfire joined him, ”Rookribs.” A greeting in jest, his thick plumed tail curled around his front paws. Warming them ever so slightly. It felt like it had been too long since they had all gathered. Thunderclan’s previous absence didn’t go unnoted, but Rookfire’s company this time brought a bit of life back into the Enforcer. Whereas before he would rather be in his nest, the idea of a somewhat intellectual conversation tended to wake him.
”You reckon we’ll get a full house tonight?” His head tipped to one side quizzically as a smile played on his maw. The Windclanner’s had their two-leg situation as well which he vaguely wondered if it had been resolved. Nasty creatures.
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she may be expecting- but no worries, she isn't so fat that she cant walk- so, the queen padded up with her clanmates and decided to look around "Newt-newtbelly! hello!" she meowed as she padded to the tom's side. "the smell here is revolting huh?" she asked as she sat down "always smells like enemy clans...ya know- gatherings but it just smells...I cant stand the smell of fish- that- that is super gross." she rambled on before turning her head to the larger cat cuz she's tiny... "so how are you today?" she asked softly.
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His ear twitched as a cat approached him - Sunnynose. He didn't know her very well, but he'd seen her around. It was nice to know there were cats in ShadowClan, other than Hawkbite, that were actually smaller than him. "Hm, I can't say I'm a fan of it either." He agreed, tail flickering in distaste toward the other clans. "I'm not excited for them to arrive, it'll only get worse from there." the calico grumbled, licking his paw. In particular, the fish grated on him. He could certainly agree with Sunnynose regarding that. "I'm okay. Gatherings are always a bit dull, I 'spose." Oh, he supposed he should return the question, shouldn't he? That was the polite thing to do. "Yourself?"
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She/her | Shadowclan kit | 8 moons ( +1 every 5th )
“I wish I knew where to find my words so I could speak and be heard.”
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˖✿˚⋆ The moonlight dappled the path beneath their paws as it travelled through the gaps of the tree leaves above them. Blocking out the full view of the night sky. Adderpaw glanced up as a salty scent reached her nose. It was unfamiliar, different to the smell of pine and damp earth that she was used to. The trees ahead seemed to dwindle out revealing an open stretch of land. The ground changed too. A lot more sand and not a lot of plants. Pale green eyes inspected the stretch of beach on either side of them. There didn't seem to be the presence of anyone other than her clan. That and there was no scent of Riverclan, Thunderclan or Windclan to hint at their arrival. So shadowclan was here first then. The braided tabby slowed her pace till she came to a stop, turning to look over her shoulder back at the russet apprentice that had accompanied her on her walk here. Despite being an apprentice for three moons now this would be her first gathering, it would be mushroompaw first gathering too. She liked the idea of sharing this experience with her friend by her side. The only cat in this clan she truly felt close with.
˖✿˚⋆ Her focus switched to the white flowers she had insisted on decorating the younger apprentices' fur with before they had come here. It matched her own flowers she had placed within the mass of fur that was her tail. She would have added brighter colors if those flowers she collected hadn't wilted. Such a tragedy. She had to make due with the white ones that grew near the clan's exit, though she wondered what type of flower mushroompaw would've preferred if given the option. If given the chance, Adderpaw would like to give her friend her favourite flowers- if she even had a favourite flower to begin with that is.
˖✿˚⋆ The braided tabby glanced back towards the beach and flicked her tail gesturing towards it. She had heard of small trinkets called shells that decorated territory like this and she would like to find one. Though she also didn't want to leave mushroompaw’s side so if the apprentice didn't want to do that she would understand.
Re: June Gathering
Re: June Gathering
