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Post by Thorne on Aug 30, 2019 0:01:19 GMT
Ravenstar padded up to the crossing to Five Stones, flicking her tail as she kept across the stones carefully. ”The rocks are wet from the melting ice making the river rise. Be careful when crossing. We don’t want any cats falling in and having to ask ShadowClan to lend us a Fire elemental to keep anyone warm.” She advised.
After crossing, she watched as her Clanmates made it across safely before taking her place on DarkClan’s Rock. They were the first to arrive again. Hopefully ThunderClan would hold their tongues this time. She wouldn’t hesitate to put Lynxstar in his place again, truce or no truce.
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Post by fern on Aug 30, 2019 17:07:12 GMT
I know that it is freezing
But i think we have to walk
Bumblepelt led RiverClan to Five Stones, fluffing up his pelt against the cool breeze. There was no doubt about it. RiverClan was starving, and their Clan looked like walking skeletons with how thin they've become. There was no hiding it anymore. Their luck was starting to turn as the ice slowly began to melt. Soon, they could fish again if StarClan blessed the waters. Still, his Clan had voted for an attempt to reclaim Hare Plains. He managed to persuade them into waiting until after the gathering. There were no promises everyone would behave tonight. Everyone was in a bad mood with their empty stomachs.
The young tom nervously took his place on RiverClan's rock and dipped his head to Ravenstar. "G-Greetings. My name's Bumblepelt, I am RiverClan's new representative." He meowed politely, though his anxiety was clear. |
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Post by Jinx on Aug 30, 2019 17:20:05 GMT
- Nevermore -
Crowthroat followed Ravenstar to Five Stones, keeping close to Ravenstar. Her wounds appeared to be healing well. He was glad that she'd be back in top shape soon. It would look even better when DarkClan would see how battered Lynxstar was from the fight. At least Ravenstar didn't flop over like a dead frog. He took his place among the crowd and watched as RiverClan arrived. He tilted his head. A new representative already? Wasn't Watersong just starting their term? Then he noticed how thin RiverClan's warriors were. They always seemed thin, but their ribs were very clear through their pelts. Hunting must be poor, even more so than normal in Leafbare. He thought.
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Post by 20mia08 on Aug 30, 2019 20:38:58 GMT
Stormstar
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He debated on calling in sick, and having Snakepad stepping in for him for this Gathering, until he could muster up the courage to face Ravenstar again. He ran out on her like a coward, and even know, Stormstar considered chickening out. He wouldn't be the favorite of anyone today- Lynxstar was terrifying, RiverClan was obnoxiously close to his borders, ShadowClan was...ShadowClan, and he probably hurt Ravenstar's feelings. Oh! And not to mention- this was his first Gathering as leader since Heatherstar AND their deputy had died. Did the tom with insecurity issues have the right to feel uncomfortable at the moment? Yes, yes he did. Ravenstar had to be the only cat who actually knew who he was, considering that the WindClan tom had always been somewhat of a nobody.
Zero to hero...if only he really was a hero. He was incapable of even making friends, as it would appear. He was a loser, through and through.
The black smoke tom stepped through the crowd of DarkClan and RiverClan, taking note of the enemy clan's declining conditions. Confrontation and war were likely at this rate, with how close they were treading to their borders, but RiverClan appeared to be in no condition to fight. However, Stormstar had problems of his own. The wolves were trying harder and harder to eat his warriors, and Ravenstar's tunneling idea was sounding more and more tempting. If it wasn't safe above ground, then surely it would be better below it.
Taking in a deep breath, the leader eyed WindClan's rock, admiring its strength and size. He had never imagined that he, Stormstar, the disgrace to his parents, would be the one to sit up on that rock some moon. After much hesitation, he finally took flight, extending his paws and-
-well, that was a great first impression. His chin stung after he practically ate the rock, stumbling backwards to recalculate his jump for a second attempt, and then finally succeeding. This was why WindClan was on a moor, and not around trees.
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Post by Blaze on Sept 10, 2019 17:03:41 GMT
Russetpaw padded through the ever growing sea of cats as he made his way to the front, before Bumblepelt and the other Leaders. He was hoping to have Heatherstar at the very least consider talking things out, maybe they could avoid fighting for another day. He lookied around, noticing that Windclan seemed to be showing up, though neither Heatherstar nor Crowfrost were among them. Were they sick? Who was this tom leading the group?
He watched with nonchalant eyes as the tom faceplanted against the Windclan High Rock, barely holding back laughter when he tried again. At least he made it up at the end. He looked around at the arriving Windclan warriors, feeling increasingly self-conscious of the ribs that showed beneath his pelt. He lowered himself to the ground, trying to hide his thinness, and looked up to the present leaders.
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Post by aristapop on Sept 12, 2019 16:44:13 GMT
  Featherlight followed the scents as she led her clan to the gathering. She smelled the scents of Darkclan, Riverclan, and Windclan. Her fur bristled in the wind as they approached the rocks. She could hear chatter, and already feel the movement of bodies from the ground. Featherlight was not fond of clan gatherings, and often sat them out. She had never felt the need to go due to her half-moon meetings with the other medicinecats. However, even in the half-moon, tensions have risen, and no one shared dreams anymore. Featherlight had little idea as to what was going on, or what was to happen in this gathering.
Featherlight knew about the disappearances, only expecting there to be tensions. No one seemed happy with Thunderclan, and yet for once with her knowledge, Shadowclan seemed to be on the okay side, not that that was her place to say.
Featherlight walked towards the rock that smelled most like Shadowclan, as one had an overwhelming, fading smell of Duskstar, she stood beneath it. She was blind, so approaching others in such a crowded area would be difficult, The scents that would blow to her were rarely mixed, causing her to assume that cats from the clans have been sticking to talking to only their clanmates, and to no other cat. She sighed and allowed herself to stretch. The tension in the air was causing her muscles to tighten. words: 235 || notes:N/AAria |
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Post by Blaze on Sept 18, 2019 17:07:59 GMT
Lynxstar padded towards the Fives Stones, his patrol of cats behind him. He was sure Ravenstar would be there to boast about her victory over Thunderclan, if he didn't show up then he'd be seen as a coward. Lynxstar wasn't one to back down from a fight, in fact, a good portion on the fights that had been going on in the valley had been mostly his fault. Not that he would admit that, of course. He walked along the rocks leading up to Five Stones, waiting for his patrol to catch up before he went ahead. He looked up at the Five Stones, weaving through the growing crowd of cats. Ravenstar was there, -ugh-. On Riverclan's rock, there was a new cat. He flicked an ear; he'd still never gotten used to the way Riverclan chose their leaders, far too many names to keep up with. On Windclan's, yet another new cat he'd have to learn about. On Shadowclan's rock, there was- No one? It looked like only their new medicine cat could represent Shadowclan. It seemed Duskstar couldn't attend this moon's gathering. What a shame. He leapt onto Thunderclan's rock, bowing respectively to the new leaders and locking eyes with Ravenstar, as if daring her to say anything. He turned back to the two, his face in a more... neutral position. "Might I learn your names?" he said, turning towards the warriors below. It wouldn't be long now, the gathering would start soon. Thorne aristapop 20mia08 fern |
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Post by aristapop on Sept 19, 2019 0:34:13 GMT
The white she-cat sniffed the air. It seemed everyone was here. She sat and curled her tails around her paws. Clearing her throat she waited patiently for silence. She did not feel like talking over everycat. Once the noise had died down significantly, she began to address everyone.
"Hello everyone and welcome to tonight's gathering. I am Featherlight, standing in for Duskstar today. As I am blind, I will not be on the rock, so I hope that everyone can see me." She paused. "Shadowclan had a wonderful moon, as we had a litter of kits delivered. We have five, new healthy kits." She dipped her head, ending her start to the gathering. She wasn't one to start things, however, she wanted this to be quick so she could leave the tense area. Unlike the sun, she could not feel the moon's light. Tonight she was reminded that there was even a gathering. A question flitted through her head; What did the moon look like? words: 165 || notes:@thorne @blaze fern 20mia08 JinxAria |
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Post by Ioana003 on Sept 19, 2019 17:26:22 GMT
Soft-tail sat down near his clanmates once they came to the Gathering. The cold ground felt slippery from the ice. They seemed to be last. He noted the awfully skinny RiverClan cats, as if they hadn't been able to eat in a while, and someone new sitting on the rock. He didn't think much of it as ShadowClan started the Gathering.
The representative, Featherlight, seemed skittish. Perhaps he should be worried too. Yet he wasn't. He knew ThunderClan was loyal and would fight tooth and claw against DarkClan. Or any other Clan for that matter, just like he would. That's how it has always been. 'And that's how it should always be,' he thought.
He waited patiently for the next Leader to speak up, his light green eyes like an oak's leaves stapled on the darkned figures of the cats sitting on the rocks. His ears, however, were more attentive on other matters while he waited. They scanned around, making sure they wouldn't be bothered. He heard nothing and his attention returned.
(Hope it's fine if I start in the Gathering, I don't know if Lynxstar chose who to go with. My timezone is probably awfully forward or back so I'll probably always write late. Oh well.)
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Post by 20mia08 on Sept 19, 2019 23:02:08 GMT
Stormstar
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The young leader, still shaken from his little incident with the rock he sat on, kept his round grass-green pools locked on the mighty, confident presence that was Lynxstar. Great StarClan- he was even scarier in person!! How did Ravenstar manage to tussle with him and win? Stormstar wouldn't last five heartbeats if he was locked in close-combat with that beast.
It felt like an eternity as the WindClan leader sat there, petrified, staring awkwardly at the ThunderClan leader with unblinking eyes. When Featherlight stepped forward to make her report for ShadowClan, the smoke tom didn't even hear a word. He doesn't have any beef with WindClan, right? Heatherstar never mentioned any bad relations with Lynxstar. When the ShadowClan medicine cat finally finished her speech, Stormstar managed to snap out of his little trance, shaking his head and adverting his gaze to the ground and crowd of cats beneath his paws.
Suddenly, he lurched a little from where he sat. Mouse-dung!! It wasn't his turn, right?
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 THERE IS A THIN LINE between what is good and what is evil I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable What was she doing here, anyways? Favoritism perhaps, or maybe it was because the red warrior never took "no" for an answer. Regardless, she walked with dignity and her chest puffed out, strides long and confident as she moved with the fluidity of a rushing river. Her eyes were narrowed sharply out of challenge at any potential DarkClan warriors, almost daring them to attempt to approach her. When she finally seated herself, Vixenleap's gaze rested on Lynxstar for a few heartbeats, filled with what almost seemed to be admiration and adoration before she snapped her eyes away. No- feelings were a weakness. As flirtatious and fiery as the she-cat was, she wouldn't let that stupid furball think she liked him. Not in the slightest. Turning to the nearest non-ThunderClan tom, as if to prove it to herself, the red warrior offered a sloppy grin. "So what's your name, handsome?"@tag
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Post by fern on Sept 25, 2019 17:45:01 GMT
I know that it is freezing
But i think we have to walk
Bumblepelt looked over at Lynxstar when he spoke and fought back the urge to shrink in his presence. The ThunderClan leader was truly intimidating. He lowered his ears for a moment before fluffing out his pelt. He cleared his throat. "I-I am Bumblepelt of RiverClan. I'm the n-new representative." He dipped his head to Lynxstar, Stormstar, and Featherlight. He awkwardly flattened his ears after realizing that the she-cat was blind and couldn't see his nod of respect. He felt like he should have known that.
After she spoke, he cleared his throat. Confidence would get him points hopefully. He'd speak now. "R-RiverClan is faring well this moon. Unfortunately, our last representative Watersong passed away. I have been elected to take their place." He meowed. He made careful to not mention anything about their plans for Hare Plains.
He turned to Ravenstar. "We've kept an eye out for your missing warriors, but there's been no DarkClan or ThunderClan scents on our territory since the incident." He glanced at Lynxstar awkwardly before lowering his head. |
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Post by Blaze on Oct 7, 2019 16:44:04 GMT
Lynxstar raised an eye ridge at the tom's terror striken behavior, half listening to Featherlight's report as he waited for a response. Funny how he's at his most intimidating when he's not even trying. He flicked an ear at the Riverclan Representative's introduction, bowing his head in respect at the mention of Watersong''s passing. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Bumblepelt. I do hope we will be able to work together more. Other things have been my time as of late." he said, giving Ravenstar a side eye before returning his focus back to the crowd below. He closed his eyes and shook his head, stepping up to give the next report. "Thunderclan has been thriving as of late, Briarsong and I have taken Newtpaw and Owlpaw under our wing to become the next leaders of Thunderclan," he said, pausing to let the crowd call out their names. He perked up as he turned to the Windclan cat (he never would learn his name, would he?) once more, suddenly remembering what he wanted to do. "Ah, yes, that reminds me," he said. "One of my warriors found two newborn kits on the Windclan border, both toms with tan fur. Would you happen to be missing any kits?'fern 20mia08 Thorne aristapop |
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Post by 20mia08 on Oct 20, 2019 21:36:51 GMT
Stormchaser
So, it was this Bumblepelt who would be his next enemy, the cat that he might have to do battle with over the borders? The slight anxious quivering that fell over the leader's body had quickly subsided when he became focused on the cat who might become his foe. Bumblepelt was lying- RiverClan was doing far from fairing well. His warriors were thin and scrawny, even Stormstar could see that from where he perched. Tensions would surely be on the rise, and his borders would soon be threatened.
He had been lost in his troublesome thoughts until the rumbling, intimidating voice of Lynxstar caught him off guard. He blinked his pastel visionaries numerous times and shook away the thoughts of the future, rather focusing on the present. He swallowed when the ThunderClan tom addressed him, feeling his throat tighten and heart race. He was talking to him. Lynxstar was directly speaking to him, in front of all these cats.
But kits on the border? Preposterous- they couldn't possibly belong to WindClan. "T-To start my report, no-" he turned to the massive tom with a small nod of acknowledgement, "...we aren't missing any kits. Fallowbird's litter was born safely and was the only litter we were expecting, and all four kits are growing very well. Those that you found do not belong to WindClan." It would seem that Lynxstar had an interesting case on his paws. Perhaps one of his warriors had been lying to him, and ditched the kits out of desperation? WindClan would never do such a thing- all cats were regarded and loved as family.
Trying to gather his confidence, Stormstar wrapped his smoke tail tightly around silvered paws. "WindClan lost not only its deputy, but our dear leader, Heatherstar. We have an...infestation. Of wolves. We caution that all other clans be on the look out." The tom drew in a deep breath, glancing Ravenstar's way and slowly straightening himself as he inhaled. His next announcement...it was something he hadn't yet revealed to his clan. The Gathering seemed like an appropriate time. "But WindClan remains strong and united. To combat the issue, we will be reusing the old tunnels throughout our territory, and introducing old ranks from moons past. We will prevail."
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Post by Blaze on Nov 25, 2019 16:18:22 GMT
Spiderface watched with interested eyes as the leaders spoke above him. It seemed Ravenstar wasn't feeling very talkative this Gathering. To be fair, if he was leader, he wouldn't like all these changes in leadership. He never quite agreed with RiverClan's ways, even if he was a RiverClan-born cat. It made them seem fickle, he thought, that they couldn't make a choice and stick with it. Despite this, Bumblepelt seemed like a sensible tom. Hopefully, he'd be the one who stopped those mousebrained apprentices from crossing into DarkClan territory. His ears perked at the mention of wolves on WindClan territory. ”Heatherstar and Crowfrost are dead?” he mewed solemnly. Though he never truly knew the two cats, Heatherstar was a noble and respected molly. He took solace knowing she hunted with StarClan now, but it was odd that all this turmoil was happening now. 20mia08 |
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Post by Thorne on Dec 10, 2019 14:34:05 GMT
Only time will tell if we’re all just cynics on the run ####  @tag Ravenstar diped her head to Stormstar when he finished speaking. She could compose herself in front of the Clans, that was easy. She waved her tail. "Thank you for keeping your warriors alert, Bumblepelt. I appreciate your help. But I would like to remind you and your fellow warriors to keep yourselves on your side of the river." She meowed, flicking an ear. "We've picked up a few stray RiverClan scents on our bank. I do not wish for trouble."
"WindClan has my condolences for the passing of Heatherstar and Crowfrost"
Ravenstar's eyes narrowed at Lynxstar before she cleared her throat. "DarkClan is faring as well as it could with the end of Leafbare. We lost one of our senior warriors, Lilacbreeze. She is missed, but she hunts with StarClan now." She was careful not to mention it was her wounds that took her life. She was the first cat to die because of a battle under her reign as leader. It stung.
"Hunting has improved in DarkClan territory. We are fortunate to not have had an outbreak this leafbare." She sat back down and looked around silently. If we’re all just cynics come undone |
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