December Gathering

[redshiftreign]

LOCUSTPAW

@Micanomancy

when hawkfur finally noticed locustpaw glaring, the 'paw glanced away and straightened his shoulders. tch- no, don't come over here. agh hell.

locustpaw glanced up when hawkfur spoke, expression softening a small bit.

he tched, lifting his chin. "at least you're not dead, old man. be a real shame for me to have to find a new mentor." he mumbled, which was the closest thing to 'glad you're alive' that hawkfur was gonna get.

with that being said, locustpaw turned his attention around the massive clearing.

"i never knew the world was so. . . big." it felt silly to say, but it was true. his entire life until a moon or so ago had been spent cooped up in camp. he couldn't possibly have fathomed the true scope of the world (which, unbeknownst to the warriors, was even larger than they thought.)

"d'ya think there will be trouble tonight? i hope so. screw starclan's peace treaty every month crap. i want to see some action- somth'n interesting tonight."

[Mica]

Hawkfur [he/him, warrior, 45 moons]

[Deep russet tabby with blue eyes, and a white chest, muzzle, and paws]
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[Locustpaw - @redshiftreign ]
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The chill left Hawkfur's pelt when Locustpaw indicated that he was happy Hawkfur hadn't died in the tunnels. He didn't smile, but a little purr rumbled in his throat. He felt genuine affection towards the apprentice at his side.

As Locustpaw admitted his surprise to the size of the world, Hawkfur hummed in agreement. His first time seeing the Seastones was forever ingrained in his mind. He was always amazed at the size of the forest and the world beyond. He wanted to run across the entire world, only stopping to see sights and meeting new cats. Perhaps, when he had finally passed on to StarClan, he would.

But Locustpaw's words snapped him out of his thoughts. He lightly cuffed the apprentice's ear, warning in his gaze. "Do not joke about that, Locustpaw. If the peace is broken... StarClan has shown they are not against retribution. I don't want you partaking in ANY fights, understand?" He looked up at the stones, where Twilightstar huddled against the wind. "Even though a fight is likely..." He looked uneasy. "Big things are going to happen soon, Locustpaw." He looked at his apprentice, looking old beyond his moons. "It's part of the reason I've been training you so harshly." His talk with Bravebird had made him realize that the way he had been pushing Locustpaw was only going to push the apprentice away from him, rather than towards strength. "But that's not exactly fair to you, is it? You're capable." He paused. "But that doesn't mean instigate fights, got it? Not during a Gathering."

[ChaosBringer.]

Whisperingpaw(62/100)

A young orange tom with dull green eyes walked alongside his clan to the gathering. His fur looked dusty and unclean, like he didn't care to clean it. Whisperingpaw glared at the Medicine cat, Lightningstorm as he went to find a place to lie down. His gaze then flickered to his clanmates. 'Berryfrost should be here.' He thought with a growl as he took a spot on a flat rock.

[ @Rose (Berryfrost) @Alchemist Kitsune (Lightningstorm. Just if he wants to react.) ] (Open!)

[Kieran.]

Windclan:Fourshadow(He/him)
Shadowclan: Hootflicker(He/they)


"Hootflicker!" Fourshadow yelled running to a black scarred tom.
"Fourshadow!" Hootflicker said as Fourshadow nuzzled the tom's chest. "Thank starclan! I was worried you might have gotten the sickness" Hootflicker said brushing the orange tabby's fur with his black tail.
"Not yet, dont worry about me! you know me nothing knocks me down" Fourshadow beamed.
"Ive missed you so much! its been awhile since the last time we..snuck out" Hootflicker paused.
"Yeah, sorry ive been having to do alot of training with Grubpaw" He said sheepishly.
"Its fine" Hootflicker comforted him giving him bud on the head. The two sat for
awhile talking and nuzzling eachother. They didnt do much to hide from attention.

[Neptune.]

*-Lichenpaw-*
93/100
she/her || 11moons || no purrks
small and scruffy calico with one blinding eye

Lichenpaw followed her clan to the gathering, wondering idly if she'd see Sourpaw this meeting... she was a little worried about her, it'd been several moons since they last saw each other, hopefully she was ok, especially with the tensions rising greatly between WindClan and ThunderClan...

[taillow]

Bravebird
She/her | 41 moons | Beefed Up T3 ᐧ One with the Warren

Sitting in the back had its advantages - like noticing a WindClan warrior being overly affectionate with a... was that a ShadowClan cat?? And ShadowClan hadn't arrived yet, or Bravebird hadn't seen the tyrant queen appear on the sand. Still it looked way too close for comfort and it drew a small snarl from the lilac lynx-point as she narrowed her eyes at the two and rose from her seat to pad over. Thankfully they were near the back so as to not disturb anything - however she knew that this ShadowClan cat would likely get a claw to the head for running ahead of his leader.

"Running ahead of your leader to a gathering seems awfully kit-like," she couldn't help but retort to the ShadowClan tom who was nuzzling Fourshadow. Brave didn't bother to hide the disgust and disproval from her gaze as it raked over the WindClan tom. "Do you like consorting with ShadowClan toads of the kit variety often, Fourshadow?" Her scathing words came out sharp and blunt, a tired look in her eye. What in the hell had happened to WindClan in the moons she had been gone? Turning belly-up at their Clanmates being killed and nuzzling ShadowClan??

[ @Wordle don't mind her she's just a little spitfire and doesn't like shadowclan sdjfs ]

[Kieran.]

Originally Posted by tallulah

Bravebird
She/her | 41 moons | Beefed Up T3 ᐧ One with the Warren

Sitting in the back had its advantages - like noticing a WindClan warrior being overly affectionate with a... was that a ShadowClan cat?? And ShadowClan hadn't arrived yet, or Bravebird hadn't seen the tyrant queen appear on the sand. Still it looked way too close for comfort and it drew a small snarl from the lilac lynx-point as she narrowed her eyes at the two and rose from her seat to pad over. Thankfully they were near the back so as to not disturb anything - however she knew that this ShadowClan cat would likely get a claw to the head for running ahead of his leader.

"Running ahead of your leader to a gathering seems awfully kit-like," she couldn't help but retort to the ShadowClan tom who was nuzzling Fourshadow. Brave didn't bother to hide the disgust and disproval from her gaze as it raked over the WindClan tom. "Do you like consorting with ShadowClan toads of the kit variety often, Fourshadow?" Her scathing words came out sharp and blunt, a tired look in her eye. What in the hell had happened to WindClan in the moons she had been gone? Turning belly-up at their Clanmates being killed and nuzzling ShadowClan??

[ @Wordle don't mind her she's just a little spitfire and doesn't like shadowclan sdjfs ]

Shadowclan: Hootflicker(He/they)
Windclan: Fourshadow(He/him)
"Uh..Hootflicker it was nice to see you again and..alive" Fourshadow tried to act normal. "But i better make sure Grubpaw isnt ripping the tails off of random cats" he said trying not to look at Bravebird's angry eyes.
"Yeah me too" Hootflicker quickly ran away.

@tallulah

[Undertaker]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

It was freezing tonight. The Queen of Shadow was mostly undaunted by the icy weather. The cold bothered the furless scars that riddled her powerful physique and it took a bit of effort to not want to lick or nip in agitation. Dawnstar would be coming to the gathering without a medicine cat this moon, and it was a little unnerving. It's been a long while since she's been without a medicine cat present at the gathering, without Elmshadow.

Though she hid so well that she appeared uncaring about the loss of the tom, few if anyone knew how much Elmshadow's death truly rattled her. Dawnstar hadn't been aware of how dependent she had grown to be on the tom. Nor how much his absences would leave such a gaping hole. He and Cougarivy... Dawnstar shook it off before she got swallowed into another fit of fury.

The leader had made Larkfire stay behind and settled on refraining from announcing the she-cat's new status. As they neared the beach, the massive molly swung her head around and hissed a sharp warning to her clan. "Not one word about Elmshadow or you'll be spending the rest of leafbare in exile." She doubted she needed to bother explaining Elmshadow's whereabouts to anyone, but in the worst-case scenario if she had she didn't need her clan running their mouth and refuting.

The slender, smaller forms of WindClan were gradually filling up the beach. There was no sign of RiverClan or ThunderClan yet... which was weird if one asked her. Dawnstar glanced around at Windclanners before she silently made her way to the front and joined Twilightstar on the stones. She offered the slightly older molly a light twitch of her ears before settling down.

Her glare was immediately drawn to one of her warriors who was not supposed to be here before her let alone nuzzling a bunny. That was a bit too close for Dawnstar's liking. "Hootflicker, back to camp, now. You're not supposed to be here ahead of me. I'll deal with you when I return or you can run, like a coward. Just don't expect to be welcomed back in ShadowClan with your head intact." Dawnstar roared as her fur bristled in agitation.

"Cicadacliff, you can escort Hootflicker back to camp, and when you get there stay there. You should know how gathering works by now, no ShadowClan cat enters before me. Be pleased that missing out on this gathering is the worst of your punishment." Dawnstar barked at the ShadowClan elder.

@Wordle @CattleCaller. @Moonraven

ShadowClan has Arrived

[Witchy Madelaine]

With excitement Thrushbriar moved after her leader. Maybe she'd see those two apprentices again or meet someone new entirely.

[ open ]

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker [she/her, warrior, 35 moons]
[Black cat with a half-white muzzle and a gouged out green eye]
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The black she-cat followed dutifully behind the shadow queen, the cold air flowing along her fur and heightening all her senses. Another Gathering... And one that promised to be interesting. Mistlewhisker had no friends in the other clans, and frankly was not looking for any. However it did mean that Gatherings were a little awkward for her. But she devoted her time to ensuring no cat bothered her leader, and that her clanmates were behaving accordingly.

Hootflicker. Mistlewhisker's lip curled in a snarl when she saw her clanmate fraternizing with a WindClanner. Disgust rippled down her pelt, ending in her claws scraping against the stone. Then, it morphed into horror and shame. Was she really any better? Fraternizing with not even a clan cat, but a loner! Mistlewhisker drifted towards the back of the crowd, guilt tugging at her chest. It didn't help that in this moment, all she wished for was Stranger's soothing voice and the feel of his tail twined with hers. She truly was pathetic.

But she tried to focus on the cats around her, keeping an eye on the ShadowClan cats that had arrived, and waiting for the two other clans.