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she chuckled and nodded "I bet...3 mice" she purred, a bet on the riverclan leader, now that would be funny. "if there is a new leader that is, I wouldn't be surprised though." she shrugged a bit.
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@sleepyyjax [sorry for the late reply- something...happened irl]
Three mice. Hah. "I'll hold you to that," he joked. He wouldn't actually, but it'd be nice to have more cats to hunt with. Though, he bet Sunnynose would be stuck in the nursery soon. Pity - he didn't understand having kits, though he respected it. Owlthroat had recently reminded him that the things were snotty and that simply wasn't something he ever wanted to deal with. He wrapped his tail round his forepaws, letting a slightly awkward silence envelop the two as they waited for the other clans.
[no worries at all ! My replies normally take ~2 days haha !]
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she cant help but Murrow with laughter, soon it was silent and she bent her head down to begin grooming herself. "when I get back to my warrior duties I might try for enforcer at some point before I get old" she chuckled softly as she settled down in a loaf sit and stared ahead of her.
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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 Bloodclan @ 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.
Just a Scratch | Shadow Fiend | Hulk SMASH! | Mind Reader
Someone needed to sit these two siblings down together and order them to spill their guts because this was getting ridiculous. Here they were, sitting a few feet apart and sulking horribly thinking the other hated them and not SAYING IT.
At least Sleepysunrise was cold and demanding enough to break the rift.
"Wha- Oh?" The tom stuttered, turning as he was grabbed as a smile slowly spread across his muzzle. "Y-You want me to?...." His tone, previously downcast grew bright as his wobbles became more happy wiggles, willingly following Sleepysunrise onto the rock. The tom was purring at this point, still kinda confused but just happy to go along and bumping into his sister as if he was attached to her via a bungy cord as they settled onto the rock.
And if Bleedingpaw was basically being a blanket? Well it was probably just repayment for all the times when he was a much smaller kit he sat nestled into Sleepysunrises side and chest, using her to hide from the world. Things had changed since them, though not his desire to be sheltered from the painful parts of the world that still existed. He just.... Lost the ability to do so. Hiding was impossible, he was too big physically and just... To old. To old to be protected, at least successfully.
The child that couldve been sheltered no longer needed it, already weathered and hardened.
But while he'd lost something he'd gained in turn. He was no longer the kit the child unable to act and protect himself, only able to watch as things happened. Bleedingpaw could protect and, and well he wanted to protect his sister, even if she was able to protect herself. The pretty bengal just didnt want to loose her too.
So here he was being a living warming blanket with his now much smaller sister tucked between his paws, purring with a bright calm and happy grin.
"Oh you have a decent view up here Sleepy. Pity the company is.... Well. Is that riverclan medicine cat still terrified of you or just quiet, she always seemed like such a non entity when I see her. Is there a reason?" It was highly possible it was just general fear of shadowclan and all that was rumored they did causing the fear, generally flighty cats oft fell prey to the concept they were all irrational murderers that could snap at any moment. However you'd think a medicine cat of that age would know better, so maybe there was an actual cause. There was, of course, not that Bleedingpaw knew it.
PumpkinToes trailed along with the rest of her clanmates, her fur puffed to its max as she kept glancing around and hissing at the slightest sounds.
She didn't want to come.
She didn't like leaving camp at dark, there are to many bad spirits around, outsiders that would ambush them, all this danger just to meet up with other clans? Horrible idea. Absolutely terrible idea, who came up with this? Why not wait for daylight? Why not somewhere safe and preferably not out of camp.
Ohhh Why did she trust the other warrior's, it'll be safe they said but this isn't safe at all!
She would go home but now everyone was here and going home meant traveling back alone. In the dark. With cats roaming about...
PumpkinToes settled herself into a nook from driftwood and rock, she can't get ambushed from behind now, she would be safe now. But even thinking that her small frame beneath the fur shook in the night air, trembling she couldn't help but keep a keen eye for danger, be it spirit, outsider or clancat.
Every sudden sound drawing a spit and flinch as she folded her ears against her head, waiting out the night.
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she cant help but Murrow with laughter, soon it was silent and she bent her head down to begin grooming herself. "when I get back to my warrior duties I might try for enforcer at some point before I get old" she chuckled softly as she settled down in a loaf sit and stared ahead of her.
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"Enforcer, eh?" That surprised him. Though, it probably shouldn't considering ShadowClan's climate. The number of changes in the clan's elite as of late had been frankly diabolical - even more so than RiverClan's high ranks. What was it... Shrewstep's demotion, Rookfire's promotion, Newtbelly and Owlthroat's recruitment - Mudslide's recruitment, and subsequent quitting - Rookfire's return, Tuftedtusk's demotion and Mosstangle's recruitment. Stars, it was ridiculous. "I'd like to see that," he responded, having never seen Sunnynose fight before. "Though, you'd have to select someone to challenge, you know?" He mentioned quizzically, interested to know who she'd pick.
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she yawns a bit as she listens to the enforcers response "s'course, I want to take the time to see how every enforcer acts...but when I do think about it logically,Rookfire would probably tear me to shreds, that would be too much for me and i'd like to keep my fur intack. I cannot fight that good" she admits softly "mosstangle just got the rank and taking it away might cause a problem." she murmured "owlthroat is a maybe...I might challenge him" she settled on that "then again my choice might change." she meowed softly. "challenging for the role wont be for another...maybe 5 moons, I have to have kits, take care of them, and then wait until their apprenticed so it'll be a long time until then"
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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 Bloodclan @ 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.
The golden tom pads close to the Shadowclan cats while they journey to the center of the forest. They finally arrived at their destination, and the group parts to different places at the gathering, only to find out that they’re currently the first clan who arrived at today’s occasion.
Honeycomb is looking for a place to rest and looks around the backdrop with faint boredom tingling in his core.
Weepingpaw trotted into the gathering some ways behind the other clan. Between his teeth, he carried what he discovered was called a shell. He wanted to go shell hunting and collect prettier ones for each of his siblings and parents, but first things first.
Hawkbite had told him that Mistlewhisker was close to the bunny deputy. So, first things first, recruiting the WindClan deputy as his third parent. He and his brother were still working on a plot to get Momster to notice Bite as a proper mate and collect him as the family's father, but since it hadn't happened yet, he'd be parent number four instead of three. He hasn't seen Slytiger around much, so Baddad didn't claim a number as a parent in Weepingpaw's life.
A sniff and a glance around made him frown sadly. It didn't seem like anyone but ShadowClan was here yet. Maybe that was for the best. Weepingpaw padded right up to the stones. He noticed the Sleepysun was sharing a spot with Bleedingbutt, and so assumed that meant as long as he didn't climb on Momster's rock, he could go up on the stones too. So Weepingpaw climbed right up onto the deputy perch and sat down, where he was half certain he saw Mistlewhisker sit last time.
"Momster, Hi!" He purred to the mountain of a tabby above him. "Sit here, I can?" He asked after setting his shell down by his paws. He wouldn't have asked if Mistlewhisker was already here, but he didn't see her anywhere yet.
@Undertaker [Dawnstar] @Mica [Mistlewhisker]
Quietraven
Shadowclan warrior
Purrks: Mind reader(permanently active) and Shadow fiend(inactive)
Quietraven hadn't attended a gathering in a hot minute so it felt like an obligation to tag along this moon. Shadowclan was the first clan to arrive which did ward off any repugnance she might have felt during the first moments of the gathering. She hardly liked any of her clanmates, cats from other clans were even worse.
Holding regal composure - as she often did - the splotched she cat sauntered across the soft sand and settled at a spot on the border of seastones. Curling her feathered tail around her paws, Quietraven gazed out at her clan with indifference and mild boredom. It would be just a few moments before the other clans arrived. Wonder if this gathering would prompt chaos.
Spiderstar
He/Him || ThunderClan Leader
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH
Well. The last time he showed up before Bumblebreak it was entirely by accident. This time it was entirely on purpose...or more so he had to. So far it seemed as though it was just ShadowClan here...odd. He was expecting at least WindClan at this point. RiverClan maybe.
But no. It was him, and the smelly fly collecting leader up there. He was still a little butthurt about the whole taken over ThunderClan and doin nothing with it move. Sue him. He'd been told he holds grudges before.
With no words, just simply looking at the huge rock, he made his way forwards. Clambering up the side, as if he were to go sit where he had moons ago as a Deputy. Instead, he did nothing more than give Mistlewhisker a passing glance. Brows raised, and continued to climb. Up until he made it to where Dawnstar was crouched.
Finding a rather comfortable spot, he didn't care who's spot it could have been or was. It was his now. He liked the way the rocks supported his butt when he sat. Apparently that was something he'd need to keep in mind...for now. He liked the spot he had down where the deputies sat as well though...maybe one day he'll simply swap with Flintclaw. Make one of the old bat's loose a life. That'll be the day.
But for now. Spiderstar did nothing more than refuse to acknowledge any questions. Instead. He did his best to remain professional, sleek and clean...and most of all.
Smug.
ThunderClan has Arrived !
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