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✦Muddypaw✦ "I know nothin's gonna change my clothes, ever anymore!"
She/Her | Shadowclan Apprentice | Master Scout | Well Insulated
Brown pointed she with blue eyes and a patch of cream on her belly.
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The large, fluffy she was finally here!! After Moons upon Moons of not being able to go for whatever reason, she was here! Stars, she was so excited!!! The shadowclan Apprentice practically leapt into the clearing, looking around, breathing in the smells of the other clans.
She certainly wasn't the model shadowclan cat, that was for sure. Large paws clumsily passed over each other as she trotted, sometimes getting caught on one another before Muddypaw caught herself. Thought, she didn't seem to mind! Her whole self was all just filled with joy and whimsy, complete with a warm, welcoming grin on her face. Hm, now to look for somebody to talk to!
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✦Talonpaw✦ "I'll never lose, I'll never die."
She/Her | Shadowclan Apprentice | Ultimate Predator
A spotted, calico cat with a prominent Mohawk and small fangs.
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Talonpaw didn't especially want to be here... it was loud and stinky, the horrible smells of other clans that she had only gotten a whiff of at the borders seemed to barage her here... Stars, why did they smell so bad?! Couldn't they smell normal? Talonpaw hissed slightly, head held low as she stalked through the crowd. She didn't want to talk to anyone. If she did, the things that she would say would be bound to break the peace treaty eventually.
Talonpaw went and sat on the edge of the clearing, trying to keep herself away from anyone else, it was stupid, all of it was so very stupid, she hated it. Why did they have to be here? Why did they have to COOPERATE with other clans?! They were all stupid, stupid!
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Grottopaw trailed behind Mother and her lower high ranks across the sand and stone until he reached a spot he deemed suitable for himself. There he sat with his chin lifted and his tail curled regally around his paws. Maybe this Gathering wouldn't be as boring as the last one he'd attended.
Shrikepaw
she/her - 8 moons
Another gathering! More than anything, Shrikepaw was excited to be out in territory. The last gathering, her first gathering, was absolutely dull. She made enough fun with Raccoonpaw and Rookpaw, but it wasn't enough. Plus, she hadn't sussed out these stinky Dawnstar kids. That was almost the entire point in her being here! Ugh! Oh well, she wouldn't let it get her in a strop. There was no use wasting a fun day out on moodyness. So, she bounded along with WindClan, skidding to a halt as the clan mingled.
It already stank. Stank of stinky stink. Her nose wrinkled. She'd complete her mission this time. Find those ShadowClan weirdos, and spy. So, she wriggled between cats, finding herself submerged in awful ShadowClan scent. Disgusting. What did they eat, to get this awful smell? It can't be hygienic. There - an apprentice. The perfect place to start. Maybe he knew these ShadowClan leader spawns. He seemed the same age as her. After weaving through some big warrior paws, she popped up beside him.
ShadowClan scent was everywhere now, intertwined with that horrid ThunderClan smell. "You smell." WHAT?! Why did she say that? Her eyes widened, and she stared right at him, blinking dumbfoundedly at her own behaviour. So much for gathering intel! She bet this cat was already a grump if he was from grump-clan, so she'd thoroughly screwed her chances already. Maybe she could get some information out of him if she was just smart about it... Right? She could do smart. "Liiiiike ShadowClan I mean." She coughed, "You smell like ShadowClan, you're a ShadowClan cat, right?" The apprentice asked with the most forced smile anycat had ever seen.
Yay! A whole group of new high ranks. Dawnstar blinked slowly, lazily, as Spiderthroat leaped onto the leaders' stone. There was a big gray and black tom where he usually sat, and two new faces with the medicine cats. Aside from the huff, she gave little attention; she had more important things to worry about besides the rank swap she's seen numerous times.
Why was Bleedingpaw sitting with Sleepysunrise? Well, so long as no one mistook him for the new medicine cat apprentice, all was well. Now her son... Dawnstar stares long and hard at Weepingpaw as he jumps onto the deputy's perch with Mistlewhisker like he belongs there. Her lip twitches, she's ready to growl at him to get down, but Mistlewhisker doesn't seem to care that he's there.
"I don't care, but he's your problem for the whole gathering." She tells her mate with a look. If Weepingpaw started saying stuff out of pocket, which he did often, no filter on that one's mouth, Mistlewhisker was dealing with it. If he started bawling, also Mistlewhisker's problem. She's getting full custody of that for the whole gathering.
WindClan arrived behind ThunderClan, and Twilightstar seemed to be doing the same as her, ignoring the new cats until she couldn't anymore. And she still had that damn deputy, Dawnstar narrowed her and flashed her fangs when the moron immedatialy started flirting with Mistlewhisker. Dawnstar wasn't as pissed about it as she had been the first time the two got too friendly for her liking, reassured that Mistlewhisker's standers were not that low. It didn't mean she didn't want to kill Crowtooth, however.
She didn't have time to snarl about it; another one of her parasites was climbing on the deputy stone, Houndpaw, and Crowtooth's attention had shifted to Weepingpaw. This was a recipe for disaster, the one was a social disaster, and the other was more of a natural disaster, and Dawnstar wanted nothing to do with it. It was bad enough when one of the two caused trouble, but when they were together, one said or did something, and the other one fed off it, and together they made complete chaos.
"You're responsible for both of them if you let them stay up there. I'm not dealing with their insanity tonight." She told Mistlewhisker with a scowl so fierce she stretched her healing scars painfully. Crowtooth's antic was forgotten in favor of Dawnstar trying to erase two of her spawns' existences from her mind. She turned away from the deputies to search for her more well-behaved, less problematic children.
She found Bumble... whatever she was called now. Dawnstar was a little disappointed to see she was still alive, although she looked like she had taken a beating from someone. That explained why she was no longer standing up here. Still, she couldn't have done the clans a favor and found a better replacement. The leader sighed softly and went back to hunting for her kits. She found one, but where were the others? She wasn't allowing any more on the rocks with Mistlewhisker, it was bad enough that the two terrors were up there.
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The Commander arrived with ShadowClan, though took a spot closer to the deputies. Far enough to not be weird, but close enough that he could witness the chaos that Mistlewhisker was letting happen. His gaze settled on Weepingpaw, then Houndpaw. His tail flicked with curiousity. Weepingpaw had that look in his eyes... he was scheming something. Hawkbite knew that look all too well. Dawnstar seemed to have noticed them, too, giving their deputy a small warning. Well, if he had to do it, he'd take one for the team and be a target if Mistlewhisker so wished it. He'd simply give her a knowing stare if she looked his way.
FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan Deputy | 23 moons | Massive, scarred dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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Oh, how had he not noticed the little apprentice up on the stones at first? He hadn't really noticed until Mistlewhisker said something about them to Dawnstar. He eyed the apprentice that looked very much like the shadowclan leader herself, keeping his face from showing any kind of distaste he might feel about the young cat being up on the deputy rock. It was awfully strange, and it seemed that Sleepysunrise also had some company. New medicine cat apprentice? He didn't see the usual one present, yet.
Then, Windclan arrived. Unfortunately, no reaction. Perhaps he should lower his expectations for entertainment. It really didn't change his own pride in holding the position he had, now. Then came the Windclan deputy, Crowtooth. Hopping up onto the stones and procuring mistle for shadowclan's deputy. The gesture was almost lost on the dark tabby, as he felt his phantom ear twitch and burn as usual. Couldn't those otters have taken the one that twitched less often? Maybe it wouldn't be so irritating if that were the case.
Simple introductions seemed necessary, now that Windclan's deputy brought it up. And, might as well get into the fun a little bit. Why not? He had just as much right to be involved, now, after all. "Flintclaw," The dark tabby rasped, another result of the otter fight that was almost as frustrating as the ear that pained him despite its lack of existence. "You'd have me fooled, with such a cold rejection happening right in front of my eyes." He replied, glancing at Mistlewhisker. Perhaps he didn't need shocked reactions for a little bit of entertainment.
Flintclaw looked over as someone failed to leap onto the deputy stone, then jumped up again with the skittering sound of claws to stone. They smelled of shadowclan as the stalked behind Mistlewhisker and began to purr. Another cat that didn't belong up there. Another shadowclan cat where they didn't belong. He could imagine missing one from below, but this couldn't be normal. "I didn't realize shadowclan was so..." A few words crossed his mind, each one with its own up and down sides. "Sweet. You just trying to take over the stones?" He teased, pale eyes taking in the cats that were slowly crowding the space. Next would be some other random cat on the leader's stones, at the rate this was going.
It seemed that even Dawnstar was not pleased with the encroachment of both of the apprentices. They acted an awful lot like a bickering family, but it wasn't like he knew anything about shadowclan specific customs and relations. It really wasn't all that interesting to him, if he were to be plain. Honestly, he would pretend he didn't care that the apprentices were here to at least show that it didn't faze him. No point in having a fit about it, anyway. Maybe next time he would tell Rosepaw or one of his apprentices to sit up on the stones. Perhaps he'd bring it up with Spiderstar later. It sounded like an entertaining way to be petty.
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When Darkwater led them onto the sandy beach, Roosterpaw became enthralled by the strange soil. The Twolegplace didn't have anything like this! They batted at the loose grains for a short moment before refocusing on the task at paw - their fur itchy now from the sand sticking to it.
The closer they got to everything, the more antsy they felt. They knew One Clan was big but weren't expecting the showing of All Four. That was! Too many! Cats! Their fur fluffed up at the sight of all the bodies, and they hunkered down low, hoping to not have to go any further than the edge they made it to.
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Tom | 12 moons old | ThunderClan warrior | half clan blood
"I gotta try my hardest to prove I'm more than just a mistake!"
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he decided to turn around to sit with roosterpaw, of course not too close but enough so the tom felt protected by the large group...not that darkwater could do anything- "ah, look at that sand!" he meowed gently, deciding to try and distract roosterpaw from the large group. he brought a Pawful of sand towards himself and made a tiny pile "bet you don't see much of this huh? its mostly a riverclan thing." he murmured "riverclan cats do a lot of swimming hence the name" he poked the pile with a claw "shadowclan are the sneaky cats, they can ambush others in battle and they hunt at night...kinda like...bats" he raised his paws in a playful manner. "then there's windclan, super fast cats, chasing rabbits" he nodded to any windclan cat that was there "we as Thunderclan, are climbers, no clan can out climb us" he purred "well- I'm not fully Thunderclan but ya get it right?" he placed both paws in the sand, "Hey! if you want, you can tell me what kind of things you had before joining the clan, it may help me train you better, knowing what you like and what your comfy with." he smiled.
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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.
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THc warrior. He/They (afab). 13 Moons
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Shorecaller had followed his clan to the gathering, trying to get the small bits of sand stuck on his paws off; stars, it bothered him so much. The entire journey to the Seastones he was just floating in his head, in his own little world. What would Make for a good clan name? But were all the actual clans here already? Hm...no..Riverclan wasn't there. A lot of cats. As much as it may be fun, he already figured can just sit somewhere in the back and go unnoticed until the gathering ends. It was late, and he wasn't really a night time kind of guy. But the camp felt too quiet when if everyone else was at the gathering, he wanted to come along just so he didn't feel left out. He didn’t wanna be left behind. He doesn't quite like talking. So he's not actually talking. But he just likes being present among everyone else..just..he just hopes no one tries to converse with him; he definitely won't know how to respond
Despite keeping a distance from the crowd, Roosterpaw kept a close side-eye out in case they needed to. By default they weren't the most sociable cat - time might wear that down - and they definitely did not want complete strangers approaching them. They only attended at Darkwater's insistence.
The Clan names made sense, mostly. They don't understand where the Thunder comes from if river water, shadows snuck and wind ran. The thundering boom of a fallen tree was unknown to them. They offered Darkwater a shrug in reference to training; they weren't much beyond kithood, the Clan-equivalent of fresh out of the nursery. Even if Quill had wanted to take them out, their home being destroyed took precedent as they looked for a new den. Now they were here. Maybe Quill could've snuck some lessons in, but Roosterpaw figured he was too preoccupied to think of it.
Comfort was a whole other ballpark. Darkwater was fine at a distance but approach outside what Rooster permitted might end in more pecking.
Re: June Gathering
Re: June Gathering
