Rain was Swiftheart's worst enemy. He hated the stuff, and now wished that he hadn't even come. It hadn't been raining when he had started, but now it came down as f StarClan itself were trying to wash them away. His thin pelt was drenched, the cold was kicking in. The sandy tabby was shivering violently, his heartbeat increased. He couldn't see anything, the rain was too thick! Shelter! Swiftheart needed to find some shelter fast! Breaking away from the WindClan group, desperate to find anywhere free of rain. He stumbled head on into a brown tom, who shoved him away grouchily.
Rabbiteye stared after the sandy tabby who was running around as if he were blind. Recognising him as part of his own clan, but not his name, Rabbiteye shook his head and continued on. Let someone else help him out. The rain did not bother Rabbiteye as much as it did some other cats, as often he would go for a late-night walk, even in the rain. Rabbiteye gave his leader a strange look as she took a seat with the deputies. Surely it wasn't that hard to get atop the leaders' rock, as Pikestar of RiverClan made apparent. But maybe his leader was simply feeling too old to climb the slippery mountain. The thought saddened him. A feeling he often had during the coarse of any day. Twilightstar was a good leader, and it would be a loss for all clans if... Rabbiteye shook his pelt of water as if it were his bad thoughts, the sat down in the rain-soaked sand.
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Fogcloud turned their head when the sight of Windclan cats entering, they also seemed annoyed with the rainy weather which doesn’t really surprise the shield.
Cicadapaw eyes looked over at the Windclan cats, maybe they could find one to talk to!
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Snowybreeze's eyes grew somewhat round in mild surprise at Ashpaw's admission, although if truth was the be told, he could very well empathize with the white furred apprentice. He'd been through the same ordeal when Deadmoon had first disappeared, wanting to get some training done to surprise her with his advancement once she returned in the hopes of making her proud - potentially proud enough that she would never leave again - but never daring to bother any of the warriors in camp. He'd been lucky, really, for those who did take him out, noticed him constantly cooped up inside the camp's walls, fixing them, cleaning, and just doing whatever task he could keep busy with and decided to take him out on a hunting trip, or for battle practice, or simply to run and get some fresh air and forget what troubled him for a while. While Ashpaw had merely mentioned forgetting her training, her attitude from before and her more reserved tone now made Snowybreeze draw the inevitable conclusion that the molly was simply being too mindful of her mentor's busy schedule, an admirable trait, showing clear patience, but no doubt hindering her training none the less.
Tilting his head with curiosity, the gentle giant wondered if there was something he could do to help Ashpaw out. Ashclaw would no doubt be on top of his apprentice's training if he had the time, but with the recent outsider threat it was easy to see how the gray warrior might have his paws full at the moment. Perhaps... he could follow the pawsteps of those who had helped him out once before? Surely Ashclaw would not mind his apprentice getting some hunting done with a fellow WindClanner, following the rules as a proper apprentice should as well as showing diligence? Why, he was certain if anything Ashclaw would be proud of the blue eyed apprentice!
Mind made up, Snowybreeze shifted his paws on the squishy - eugh, seriously... - sand below before speaking. "W-well... what would you say to you and I going out hunting later? With leafbare here, we could use all the prey we can get. And if you catc- no... when you catch something, you can bring it back to Ashclaw! You could bring up your training while sharing some fresh kill," the massive warrior suggested, a trace of shyness on his voice, not used to being so bold with...well, anyone really.
This was the right thing to do, though, wasn't it? Ashpaw was a dedicated apprentice, and although she had been a few moons younger than him, they had been denmates until just a moon ago. He would make for a sad excuse of a warrior if he couldn't be bothered to take out a fellow clanmate and former denmate out on a hunting trip as so many others had done with him. He'd had so much kindness shown to him as an apprentice, it was time to return the favor! As long as Ashpaw didn't mind or think him overstepping... that is.
Silvermask
Wow..the gathering. Silvermask approached the clearing, murmuring greetings to other cats. He watched as Twilightstar made her way through the sea of cats along with Fallownose and Cowpaw. Even through there were only two clans here, it was still quite full. He glanced around. Huh. Quite Crowded. Oh well.
Silvermask yawned and looked around to greet any other clans. The fishy smell and rabbity smell flew in the air. The big moon sat in silverpelt. It was beautiful. This was the one time he could see the stars.
Silvermask
Wow..the gathering. Silvermask approached the clearing, murmuring greetings to other cats. He watched as Twilightstar made her way through the sea of cats along with Fallownose and Cowpaw. Even through there were only two clans here, it was still quite full. He glanced around. Huh. Quite Crowded. Oh well.
Silvermask yawned and looked around to greet any other clans. The fishy smell and rabbity smell flew in the air. The big moon sat in silverpelt. It was beautiful. This was the one time he could see the stars.
//Assuming this is open
Specklemist plodded through the marshy sand over to a WindClan tom. "Hey, how you doing?" She asked.
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The pair of Riverclan cousins had arrived just a tad later than the rest of their clan. If someone had actually remembered to get up from their nap (*ahem* Kes *ahem*), they would've been able to walk with group.
Bluebellpaw cringed as her paws tracked up the sand and her fur became heavy with rain. Blerrrghhh. Kestrelpaw wasn't having much luck either, her gray paws covered in goop.
Leaving Elkkit and Firekit behind had been the toughest decision Doeheart had had to make in moons. The lilac queen was lagging behind the rest of Riverclan as she padded tentatively out onto the sandy beach. The last she'd seen they were, as far as she could tell, snuggled safely in their nest in the nursery. There were plenty of other queens and more than enough warriors still at camp. Besides, her last two remaining kits were nearly old enough to become apprentices, it'd be any day now. She knew she'd have to start letting them discover their own way, and she'd been more or less preparing herself for that impending day when it had been Elkkit and Heronkit...but then Heronkit...and Firekit returning...she couldn't imagine letting them go, letting them out of camp, out of her sight again. Firekit had already disappeared once and it was only by the grace of Starclan that she had returned safely. There was no such hope for many of her other kits...Falconkit, Heronkit, Brightkit, they were gone. And what would she do if the others never returned. Seeing Firekit had given her a renewed sense of hope for Magnoliakit, Flintkit, Bearkit, and Shellkit. But with only Firekit and Elkkit to hold onto, how could she possibly give them the freedom, and risks, of apprenticeship?
And thus, with her anxieties circling in her belly like snakes, she forced herself out of the nursery and after the rest of the clan towards Seastones. Her kits were growing older and there was nothing she could do to hold them back, keeping them young and by her side, so she knew she'd have to start somewhere in trusting them to care for themselves now, or else she'd be a disaster when they ultimately moved out of the nursery without her. She swallowed the lump in her throat and sat down, tucking her paws close in together after finding a spot among the other Riverclan cats. Windclan had also arrived, she was glad for it to have been Windclan. Though Twilightstar had called off their truce, Doeheart wasn't much entrenched in politics and Windclan cats still came off friendly to her. Thunderclan was hit or miss but Shadowclan put her on edge more often than not. She tried to focus her thoughts on the present leaders and the other cats around her but the conversations seemed to drone into one another creating a blurred murmuring that her mind couldn't decipher, though she realized she didn't much care. She was here to be out of the nursery and keep her mind on herself. As long as she could avoid fretting over her sleeping kits then she was doing fine...
Aldermane shook his pelt when he felt too much water had accumulated and begun feeling dreadfully uncomfortable with how heavy his pelt was feeling. Thankfully, there weren't any cats he'd be unceremoniously drenching with his dog-like flailing in an attempt to dry off.
All he really succeeded in doing is making his monstrous mane of fur puff out like an unruly kit that'd been caught trying to swim on their own.
He grumped to himself and sat down to start the arduous process of taming his fur.
Once he was somewhat satisfied that he didn't look completely ridiculous, he returned to his normal sitting position, only to be caught off guard by the presence of WindClan.
Now, he didn't hate them or feel uneasy around them anymore than he was around the next Clan of cats, but he had been sure he hadn't taken that long to groom his fur.
Well, now that it seemed the time to find a real spot to stay in was running shorter, as now ThunderClan and ShadowClan couldn't be too far behind their windborne neighbor, he trotted closer to the Seastones themself in am attempt to find a half decent spot. He planted his flank maybe a tail length or two away from the closest cat.
After a moment, he recognized the cat as a Clanmate and turned to Doeheart.
She seemed rather frazzled and in need of some company, she he slid just the slightest hair closer and turned himself a bit in her direction to indicate he was interested in a conversation. "Nice weather for a Gathering, huh?"
As if to make his point clear, a sudden drizzle of mist fell directly on his snout, making him blink rapidly at the sudden intrusion of his comfort and space, ears pulling backwards. He quickly used his paw to wipe the droplet off his face, nose twitching in brief befuddlement before returning his gaze to the other warrior.
Clearing his throat, and attempting to recover from the weather trying to make him look silly, he continued. "I'm Aldermane," he offered as another conversation starter and official introduction.
[Hi, yes, one goofy introduction for you lol]
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The apprentice had never been to a gathering before, she was purring with excitment... Among the crowd she spotted a familiar set of deep, ocean eyes... A gasp escaped the small cats mouth as she ran over. "GullPaw! Hi GULLPAW!" she made a skidding halt in front of him and sat down. "It's nice to see you!"
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