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*-Lark'star'-*
She/her | 18 moons | Mind Reader - ACTIVE A sleek dilute tortie she-cat with green eyes
Once again, the terrible time had come for another gathering. Cats talking so loud, eyes on her no matter how much she wanted to hide…. The terrible responsibility of explaining how another one of their leaders had died so soon. Larkwing… star… didn’t know if she could stand the idea of that, would the other clans decide to shoot her with their accusatory glares and words as well as her own clan? Would the whispers of rebellion that were already sounding from every corner of the camp clearing and their territory going to follow her here too? …Was she just being paranoid?
Luckily enough, it seemed that RiverClan was the first to arrive at the Seastones, so, for the moment at least, Lark could prepare herself. Pausing just before entering the area where the clans would gather, Lark cast a glance back to her clan, wondering briefly if they would behave. It seemed like every gathering always had some sort of fuss… last moons being an odd, slightly less rowdy exception. Maybe this moon would be more of that. Stars, she hoped so.
“Let’s go,” she said to her clan, flicking an ear for them to follow her, and Lark led the way across the sandy ground, finding her way to the stones she and the other leaders would sit atop to address the other clans, and jumped up, green eyes seeing the Seastones from a whole new vantage point and perspective. It was… pretty. Intimidating, yes, but Lark found it quite pretty up here. And then she remembered that she’d have to share this perch with the other leaders and she suppressed a shudder. Bumblestar, Twilightstar and Dawnstar… the three other leaders all had some things she didn’t, experience, their names, and extra lives, even if it was only a few. A wave of inferiority coursed through the tortie’s veins, begging her to step down from here, from this spot she didn’t deserve.
That cat she had met in the Dark Forest came to her mind then, and she realized she didn’t know his name, and had never asked. That was rude of her, he’d probably hold a grudge about that. But she couldn’t retreat or back down now, that would only be proving his assumptions about her right. So, head held high, Larkstar sat on the stone, tail curled over her paws, and waited for the rest of the forest to descend upon them.
*-Lark'star'-*
She/her | 18 moons | Mind Reader - ACTIVE A sleek dilute tortie she-cat with green eyes
Once again, the terrible time had come for another gathering. Cats talking so loud, eyes on her no matter how much she wanted to hide…. The terrible responsibility of explaining how another one of their leaders had died so soon. Larkwing… star… didn’t know if she could stand the idea of that, would the other clans decide to shoot her with their accusatory glares and words as well as her own clan? Would the whispers of rebellion that were already sounding from every corner of the camp clearing and their territory going to follow her here too? …Was she just being paranoid?
Luckily enough, it seemed that RiverClan was the first to arrive at the Seastones, so, for the moment at least, Lark could prepare herself. Pausing just before entering the area where the clans would gather, Lark cast a glance back to her clan, wondering briefly if they would behave. It seemed like every gathering always had some sort of fuss… last moons being an odd, slightly less rowdy exception. Maybe this moon would be more of that. Stars, she hoped so.
“Let’s go,” she said to her clan, flicking an ear for them to follow her, and Lark led the way across the sandy ground, finding her way to the stones she and the other leaders would sit atop to address the other clans, and jumped up, green eyes seeing the Seastones from a whole new vantage point and perspective. It was… pretty. Intimidating, yes, but Lark found it quite pretty up here. And then she remembered that she’d have to share this perch with the other leaders and she suppressed a shudder. Bumblestar, Twilightstar and Dawnstar… the three other leaders all had some things she didn’t, experience, their names, and extra lives, even if it was only a few. A wave of inferiority coursed through the tortie’s veins, begging her to step down from here, from this spot she didn’t deserve.
That cat she had met in the Dark Forest came to her mind then, and she realized she didn’t know his name, and had never asked. That was rude of her, he’d probably hold a grudge about that. But she couldn’t retreat or back down now, that would only be proving his assumptions about her right. So, head held high, Larkstar sat on the stone, tail curled over her paws, and waited for the rest of the forest to descend upon them.
RIVERCLAN HAS ARRIVED
spiderleap and hailstorm they walked along one another the two brothers hail storm knew about his brothers rebelion yet he did dare join his loyalty remained with the clan on the other hand of spider-leap he still questionded himself
The feline followed behind his Clanmates, eyes darting around the open area. So this was a gathering. It looked so empty, though. All this talk about all the Clans coming together and yet...where were they.
Deciding to sit somewhat near the front so he could hear what was being said, Sunnybunny tucked his paws close. Anxious yet equally excited energy buzzing off of him.
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"Without worrying about our appearance, let's conclude today."
Spiderthroat is the Deputy of ThunderClan
|| Site || ToyHouse ||
But these fingers and these palms
Full of love despite the scars
They show indisputably I have so much more to grow
Oh, I can change, I can evolve
I can get up when I fall
I'll live contentedly, I don't need a reason why
Standing tall and standing strong
I have found where I belong
In the arms of somebody, there is no more need to cry
The feline followed behind his Clanmates, eyes darting around the open area. So this was a gathering. It looked so empty, though. All this talk about all the Clans coming together and yet...where were they.
Deciding to sit somewhat near the front so he could hear what was being said, Sunnybunny tucked his paws close. Anxious yet equally excited energy buzzing off of him.
hail-storm "hello sunny-bunny" he said with a smile sitting down "excited?" he asked
Treepaw Trees can be weak, they can die, but they are the heart of the forest |posts/100|tom|pansexual|has crush|sweet|a black and white tom-cat with "color changing" eyes|
Treepaw's tail flicked, maybe Primrosepaw would be here! The Riverclan cat looked back and forth for his crush, but it seemed he would have to wait longer... I mean, she would have to be here, what apprentice would pass up an opportunity to go to a gathering? He prayed that Primerosepaw would show up soon, but why would Starclan answer a prayer like that? After all his heart wasn't in Riverclan, it was in love, not to his clan.
@lem~ (Just so you can see this when/if you show up)
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The feline followed behind his Clanmates, eyes darting around the open area. So this was a gathering. It looked so empty, though. All this talk about all the Clans coming together and yet...where were they.
Deciding to sit somewhat near the front so he could hear what was being said, Sunnybunny tucked his paws close. Anxious yet equally excited energy buzzing off of him.
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