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Post by Thorne on Jan 4, 2021 0:58:05 GMT
Another full moon was upon the Valley.
Ravenstar lead her warriors to Five Stones, crossing the stepping stones to the island carefully. The rivers were no longer frozen, and the rocks weren't too slippery. She didn't want a repeat of the last time she'd crossed a river. That experience was not pleasant in the slightest.
"It seems we are the first to arrive." She meowed, her gaze falling onto the charred forest that was ThunderClan. She couldn't help but smirk slightly. Bastard finally got what was coming for him. She thought. Ravenstar's eyes then turned to see parts of ShadowClan's pines were burnt as well. Some of the grass along the Thunder-Wind border was reduced to ash, but their territory seemed to be mostly unharmed. That was one less problem for Stormstar to worry about--one less thing she had to worry about.
"Avoid ThunderClan. They're likely...cranky. No need to start any more fights with them just yet." She advised her warriors.
[[Nightstar will be played by staff until adopted for this gathering]]
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Post by Ioana003 on Jan 4, 2021 15:27:55 GMT
Bumblepelt
Bumblepelt’s pawsteps were quiet as he padded along with the other Warriors in RiverClan. Most of the cats there stayed silent for better or for worse. He hadn’t really chosen anyone in particular to accompany him on the trip. Whoever felt strong enough to walk the distance was more than welcomed to join him. Because of this he wasn’t quite sure who decided to go to this moon’s Gathering. Maybe it’d have been for the best if only Bumblepelt went, apologised for the lack of clanmates, and then left after saying something along the lines of “But Newleaf is finally here so we will bounce back like a wave” in a hopeful tone. He might still say that.
Five Stones peered from between the shrubbery and soon he was on the sandy island, half soaked and half dry, but still starved. The tom sniffed the air but it seemed like only RiverClan and DarkClan had made it so far. ‘How is DarkClan always so… punctual?’ he wondered. From the few Gatherings he’d been to, DarkClan always seemed to just be there long before anyone else. Maybe it was because they stayed awake all night like the owls.
After a glance behind to make sure all of his clanmates made it he stumbled to his place on the stone.
“Greetings R-Ravenstar,” he croaked. Most Dark elementals confused him. The other Clans still had some things in common to RiverClan, even if few and far between. Their elements acted similarly and there were obvious uses for their powers. But for Leaders like Ravenstar? Just how was her Clan really using their element?
He didn’t have much else to say. They met only at the last Gathering right before the battle at Hare Plains. What else could he say? But wouldn’t it be awkward if they just sat there, not talking? Maybe one of his clanmates will walk up and try to talk. Until then, Bumblepelt simply had to curl his tail tightly around how paws and look away at the gray rock he was standing on.
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Post by 20mia08 on Jan 5, 2021 1:25:45 GMT
His evenings with Ravenstar had brought a calm to his inner tempests, leaving him chillingly quiet as he strode across the WindClan moorland. The sudden loss of Snakepad was most unfortunate, but the addition of the tunnel system left the leader feeling cautiously optimistic. They could completely cut the wolves out of the picture now, if they only continued their activities beneath the earth where it was safe. It did feel odd, sending his warriors underground as if they were earth elements, to a place where the breeze of the moorland could no longer touch them. It's only for now. The black smoke reminded himself. As they neared the Gathering area, Stormstar swallowed. Gah, StarClan- he never did like presenting himself before that nasty Lynxstar. Stormstar himself was relatively tall, but he was no beefcake. With all that fur, Lynxstar kinda looked like he could crush the life out of the WindClan leader just by rolling over onto the tom by accident. No time to think about his personal insecurity issues- first and foremost, he needed to remind his clan of RiverClan. "Be wary of RiverClan," the tom reminded his warriors with a small, firm nod. "We are above gloating over victory. We do not wish to press our luck and cause another conflict." As the tom sauntered across the slopes of WindClan, he couldn't help but to narrow his eyes at what seemed to be left of ThunderClan territory. Lynxstar would be especially crabby- if he hadn't burnt to death. Stormstar didn't mean to wish any ill-will on any cat- it was just that...uhm...well... ...hopefully Lynxstar just wouldn't show. He wasn't pleased to have part of WindClan charred, even if it was a minor, minor portion. Nonetheless it could frighten their prey and cost the hungry mouths of his clan. That being said, it only put more pressure on his borders. With ThunderClan having its territory burnt, Lynxstar might turn his attention to the plentiful fields of WindClan. ...Worse yet, ShadowClan might drag DarkClan into whatever conflict they had with ThunderClan (not that DarkClan wasn't already at war with them). Stormstar swallowed a lump in his throat, and pressed onward into the Five Stones gathering place. He sent an acknowledging nod to Bumblepelt, failing to spare much attention to the RiverClan adviser so as to avoid making tension. But Ravenstar...he felt his heart melt all over again, although he did what he could to compose himself. He could not spoil their relationship to the gathered clans. "...R-Ravenstar," he greeted her awkwardly, typical of the cumbersome leader. Thorne Ioana003 |
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Post by Thorne on Jan 5, 2021 16:10:39 GMT
"Good evening, Bumblepelt." She dipped her head to the RiverClan tom. "I hope hunting's improved with the arrival of early newleaf." She said, flicking her tail. Ravenstar leaned in closer to the tom so the others around them couldn't overhear. In a low growl, she told him: "I will not be tolerating your warriors crossing our border to poach any longer. Understand?"
She walked away before the tom could respond, knowing well that her message was clear. There was no point in starting a fight at the gathering, especially so early. She still wanted to see what Lynxstar looked like after the eventful moon they had in ThunderClan. The molly couldn't wait to humiliate him if the opportunity arose. There was no cat she hated more than the old tom.
Her ears pricked up as she heard Stormstar speak. Keeping her composure came easily, learning it well from her numerous encounters with Lynxstar. "Stormstar," She nodded before looking away. The two had no reason to interact with one another, so keeping their greetings short would be appropriate. No one needed to know they'd been seeing each other for the past few moons. It was a secret between them, and perhaps Spiderface had his suspicions. Why would the molly return to camp looking like a drowned rat in late leafbare?
Not to mention the extra weight she'd put on recently. That was a secret for another time.
Her blue eyes fell onto the new feline by Stormstar's side. She recognized them from gatherings before, but they were no Snakepad. The tom must've passed since the pair had last spoken. "My condolences about Snakepad." She meowed to the two WindClan cats.
Fallowbird followed behind her Clanmates to Five Stones, and scanned the island frantically upon arrival. No sign of her kits. Her heart sank -- though hope had returned when she realized not every Clan was present yet. Perhaps someone had taken them in and planned to return them at the gathering?
She approached Stormstar and dipped her head to the coal coloured molly and tabby representative. "Stormstar, if it's not too much trouble, could you ask if anyone's found Mosspaw and Eveningpaw?" Her eyes were pleading. Sure she still had Rainpaw and Duckpaw, but her family wasn't whole without the two mollies. The thought of them being taken by the wolves was sickening. They couldn't be gone.
Nightstar lead ShadowClan to Five Stones, the large black leader crossing the stones made by the Earth Elementals with ease. DarkClan, RiverClan and WindClan had all made it tonight, though ThunderClan was absent.
She'd be lying if she said she hoped they would arrive safely.
Quietstorm and Sunwing had done her a favor in some sorts; Lynxstar was still going to be a massive thorn in her side because of it. Still, the two she-cats hurt his pride, that was something she hadn't been able to pull off since rising to power.
She greeted the other leaders and representative, taking her place on ShadowClan's stone.
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Post by Jinx on Jan 5, 2021 17:29:54 GMT
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-Girl I never though you'd be my killer -
Making it across RiverClan's path to Five Stones was the same chore as it always was for the tiny medicine cat. The small molly shook out her pelt, fluffing it up as they reached the island. Whoever thought swimming when it was still this cold was a fogbrain. She took her seat next to the other medicine cats in attendance and began to groom her wet pelt. "Hello Spiderface, Mistypelt." She greeted them. ShadowClan was just arriving now too.
The seal-point dipped her head to the new arrivals. Sagewhisker & ThunderClan were the only ones missing now. Seeing the charred forest made the molly ansy. She would gladly give up some comfrey for the warriors of ThunderClan who'd been burned in the escape. All Sagewhisker needed to do was ask. She'd be of no help to find him some honey for their throats though.
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Post by Ioana003 on Jan 5, 2021 23:30:21 GMT
Bumblepelt
It wasn’t much longer until moonhigh and yet the island felt oddly empty without the fifth Clan. Quite funny when considering seasons ago it’d have felt oddly full with five even if it was the same number of cats. And oddly quiet. Until Ravenstar hissed in his ear about how his warriors ‘poached’ on her territory. “Territory that was supposed to be ours,” whispered the tom under his breath.
Truthfully, Bumblepelt should have been more angry at the she-cat than the WindClan Leader. If they hadn’t had to give that piece of the territory away to DarkClan, RiverClan wouldn’t have been starving for so many moons.
‘May StarClan bring plenty of prey to us,’ wished Bumblepelt.
He greeted Nightstar back when she arrived and then the tiny spot where the Leaders and him sat became quiet again. RiverClan was a lot… chattier than this. Everyone there knew you that you should voice your thoughts but with these cats? You’d be lucky if they didn’t claw your tail off if you glanced at them wrong. Which scared the tabby only slightly. Maybe more. Definitely more. But with a Leader of arsonists - that burned half the forest now, a Leader of creepy shadow cats or whatever they do, a Leader that they went to war with, what else was there to do? If he did go against them - and he did battle one - then his fur would be scorched, his soul eaten (probably), and then blown right off. And what can he do? Run fast? He can’t even breathe underwater like half his clan can! So these anxieties were certainly founded.
But his snout wouldn’t bare not moving, so he meowed:
“So what happened to ThunderClan exactly? I mean, their forest got burnt, and they’d proooobably tell us when they get here (if they get here) but I’m a bit out of the loop with the whole… Representative thing. Still. But I thought I could get filled in before a beyond-the-dead scary Lynxstar appears here as a fiery Clan Cat to curse us all.” Did he seriously just call Lynxstar scary? In front of everyone else? Oh, StarClan, the rest must think Bumblepelt is beyond weak now!
“Uhhhhh-” he then realised there was a new cat near Stormstar. A new Deputy? “Sorry about your Deputy, Stormstar. We don’t really… have one… anymore. So uh. I don’t really know what to say. I bet the new cat will do fine?”
Okay, the tom had to stop there. He looked away, in shame and fear, and all he could really think is ‘Oh StarClan, what have I done?’ or ‘No, no, no, no, no, no, no-’ or even ‘If they don’t kill me I think the stars will smite me instead.’
Poppyleap
Truthfully, Poppyleap was still annoyed she was left at Camp when the rest of the Clan went to fight RiverClan. She could have helped so much! But no, she was left to protect the Clan. And living in the tunnels wasn’t particularly fun but at least it kept them from the wolves. However dark it was. And there were no stars. No stars…
Her head was snapped back to reality once she heard Stormstar speaking. He reminded them not to gloat about their victory over RiverClan. Not like there was much to gloat about since most of the warriors that fought them were already half dead.
At least out here she could see the stars. Even if it was windy or rainy, she could almost always see them. Like a map waiting to be deciphered and then adventured through. Like a puzzle that could never be caught.
But, again, she had to pay attention to the world below the sky. Few trees actually grew on the half-sandy half-grassy island, which was good, it felt normal for there to be no trees. Nevertheless, other cats would eventually cloud her thoughts as she excitedly went on to chat with some of her Clanmates and maybe greet another cat or two.
Rosebounce
Hopeful, Rosebounce pounced onto the island once she was close enough to it. She wanted to make sure her sister hadn’t caused too much death to ThunderClan. I mean, she didn’t particularly like them but she knew how destructive fires can be. There were plenty of warnings about that when she was a Kit. Not to her - she was an Air elemental - but to almost everyone else around her. “Don’t play with fire yet! You’re too young - you’ll burn yourself.” would hear the she-cat every once in a while in the Nursery. She was still surprised it hadn’t burned down. Good thing they had a few Water elementals. Very few. Actually, did they still have Water elementals? Well, at least her main worry was the bug she ate half a moon ago. Her stomach still ached.
‘I wonder if it’d taste any different,’ mused the warrior. ‘Right! ThunderClan!’
With a quick swoop of her eyes, she saw no ThunderClan anywhere. Sniff? No, still no ThunderClan. Maybe they were hidden in the bushes? No, she’d have heard them… Probably.
“Where’s ThunderClan? Did Sunwing burn them all?” worried the she-cat.
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Post by Talis on Jan 6, 2021 1:50:18 GMT
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Otterpaw bounced into the Gathering, cheerful and happy to be able to chat with cats from other clans. She blatantly ignored how tension seemed to be high among every cat there.
Trying to chat with WindClan cats was obviously not an open option, as any normal cat could see. Unfortunately, Otterpaw did not count as "any ordinary cat" and raced right into the ranks of WindClan cats, ignoring any hisses she drew from them. Tension was something non-existent to the cheerful she-cat. Woe to anyone trying to take responsibility for her, because she might very well cause some trouble with the WindClan cats.
Completely disregarding any warning signs, Otterpaw plopped herself down practically in the very middle of the WindClan cats. "Yo, hey guys!" She exclaimed. "Aw, don't be looking so tensed up, this is a Gathering! Bet StarClan's laughing at how stiff we're all behaving from up there." She thankfully didn't think to mention that RiverClan was the one who lost the war, not WindClan. Otherwise, she might actually be at risk of being clobbered by both clans. Otterpaw can be impressively oblivious this way.
Turning to the cat closest to her, Otterpaw added with a grin, "Sorry, was I too loud? Or startling? I'm not sure why you all are being so stiff and stuff, it's not like you guys lost a war!"
Ah. So it turns out Otterpaw's ability to say absolutely mouse-brained things was underestimated, and she was in fact capable of mentioning the war. To WindClan of all cats.
Sunstorm trotted into the Gathering, letting herself trail behind her clanmates despite knowing she could catch up easily. She always preferred to be a little apart from the group to avoid someone talking to her.
As Stormstar called out something about not gloating, Sunstorm rolled her eyes. Maybe her clanmates needed that reminder. She herself certainly did not. It wasn't like she would bother talking to any of them anyways. She didn't even often bother talking to her own clanmates. Everyone can be really mouse-brained at times.
Case in point, this one RiverClan cat suddenly came cutting in through the crowd of cats to yowl at WindClan. Sunstorm pressed a paw against her face and opted to ignore the younger cat. She was just an Apprentice, but all the same, Sunstorm felt really annoyed. What did she think was going to happen after she did that? Oh, and now she was trying to strike up conversation with one of Sunstorm's clanmates. Sunstorm opted to ignore her, instead fixing her gaze on Stormstar.
Something about the way Stormstar looked at Ravenstar, and about the way he talked, made Sunstorm feel like something was very wrong here. However, she ignored the feeling. Feelings? Bah! Feelings were not something to be trusted. She can only trust concrete, solid logic and her own knowledge.
Sunstorm settled down with her tail laid over her paws. Her eyes were still fixated on the leaders on the leaders, watching Stormstar and trying to see Ravenstar's reaction.
Ravenstar didn’t have a significant reaction, but then again, having a big reaction would be her doom, so it didn’t mean much. Sunstorm made up her mind to keep an eye out for the duo.
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Post by hussar on Jan 6, 2021 2:52:11 GMT
I didn't find any info about who can come,so I decided to butt in.
-Sharppaw-
The young apprentince has been excitedly trotting in the front rows of the lead, her white tail tip twiching in eagerness to be on her very first gathering. And not just any kind of gathering either.
She has felt the tensions grow between the clans as whispers and mumbling from the Darkclan warriors, rumours unintentionally meeting her curiously listening ears.
She glanced towards the charred lands of Thunderclan, making her whiskers twitch slightly.
Sharppaw wasn't entirely sure how to feel about the events that did occur. Thunderclan territory got burned a little sure, probably by some leaves catching fire in the heat of the sun or some kind of storm causing sparks,and that was all to it, right? The rumours about it being caused intentionally wasn't true either right? This wasn't something that the despicable Lynxstar could use to their advantage? And if now they were oh so big and mighty with their precious powers and their completly superior lifestyles, they could surely fix it in no time and nothing was truly lost afterall.
And there would be nothing wrong if that big faced Lynxstar got a bit heated under their shabby rag of fur. He could stand getting knocked down a peg or two anyway.
If he hated all the Dark cats, her family,then she wouldn't feel bad if he straight up never showed up anymore. Things would be so much better that way afterall.
She kneaded the ground a bit akwardly as she finally sat down in the clearing.
Sharpaw didn't wish him dead even if she viewed him as the number one enemy.
Maybe he could just get injured a little bit. From an accident of course. Not too bad but just enough to get him retired along with his ideas. He was getting old anyway...
However Sharpaw has realised that this might of not solved anything in the end.
There was no guarantee that a new leader would be better, they could be straight up worse and alot harder to reason with. How many cats are really out there anyway that would try to crush her and her clan? She knew she was willing to give all to defend her clan from them, even if she maybe couldn't do much yet.
Although, tooth and claw wasn't the only way to get respected. She'd be on her best behaviour just to proove other cats expectations wrong of her. That's the best thing she could do.
There had to be good cats in Thunderclan too. Not as many maybe as her own „landmen", but she was convinced there would be. Cats in her own age would be a good start to try and converse with. She could even make friends! If the gathering didn't get too intense before that...
Sharppaw rose on her hindlegs to try and catch a glimpse of apprentinces of other clans the short time she managed to balance herself that way.
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Post by Blaze on Jan 6, 2021 3:23:14 GMT
Spiderface walked at Ravenstar’s side across the the stepping stones, a silent eye ridge raised at the sight of WindClan’s land. He was going to throw yet another tantrum, it seemed, as if the Valley hadn’t had enough of those. In all honesty, the leader before Lynxstar must have been quite the fool to entrust him in power. At least, Briarsong seemed to have her wits about her, if she was even ok from the fire.
He took his spot near the other Medicine Cats, dipping his head to Mistypelt and Willowbranch in a silent greeting. He did give a quiet “hello” to Featherlight, if only so she knew he was even there. He’s mostly concerned about how… quiet and tense everyone was. It seemed DarkClan was not the only clan to have such an eventful moon. He hears an apprentice loudly try to make friends with a group of WindClanners and he can’t help but silently chuckle at her boldness. Whoever mentored her most certainly had a pawful with her.
Nonetheless, he curled his tail over his paws, waiting for the gathering to start. If it started at all, with ThunderClan’s tardiness.
Raccoonstrike, on the other paw, seemed as upbeat as ever. He had given a quick goodbye to Coyoteblaze in favor of mingling with the other clans.
The “other clans” being mainly WindClan, since it seemed like no one else really wanted to talk to DarkClan. And that was ok, they were known for being pretty scary. But still.
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Post by simonwho on Jan 6, 2021 19:55:28 GMT
CrowleapThe deputy followed behind his leader closely, sending a glance to the rest of the clan that had come. His gaze then shifted, looking over the rest of the cats. Thunderclan wasn't there yet, and slight worry pricked his pelt. Had cats from Thunderclan died due to Quietstorm and Sunwing's idiocy? The thought was quickly swept away as he approached the other leaders and deputies, dipping his head in greeting. "I'm sorry for your loss, Stormstar." He'd said, giving the Windclan leader a small smile before making his way to his spot. The tension felt high in the air; between Windclan and Riverclan, and now between Shadowclan and Thunderclan...if they even showed.
What were they going to do about Thunderclan? He'd have to speak with Nightstar, but he was sure that Lynxstar wouldn't listen to anything they'd have to say. He almost cursed the pair of felines. He almost felt bad for Silentsmoke and Rosebounce, though they both seemed to care for their siblings. At least, a little bit.
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Post by Talis on Jan 7, 2021 14:03:31 GMT
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Featherlight trotted into the Gathering after Nightstar, using her muscle memory to guide herself along, as well as using her other senses to make sure she didn't bump into someone or something. She kept her head high as she walked, blind eyes fixed straight ahead.
Once she arrived beside the other Medicine Cats, she dipped her head to their general direction in greeting. She was by nature a quiet she-cat, and didn't particularly see the need to talk to greet them. Besides, she was the blind one, not them.
Featherlight could practically taste the tension hovering in the air. WindClan and RiverClan had apparently had a recent war, so it made sense they would be a little tense. After the recent fire incident with ThunderClan, ShadowClan was a little on edge as well-especially since Featherlight couldn't taste any fresh ThunderClan scent in the air. ThunderClan didn't seem to have arrived yet. As for DarkClan, they were usually not treated that well by everyone else, so it made sense they would be a little on edge.
"Is ThunderClan here?" She voiced to the other Medicine Cats, just in case her senses had failed her and the clan was actually here. She strongly doubted that was the case, however. Worry pricked at her pelt as she began pacing, in a small circle to make sure she didn't step on anyone's tail.
How could an entire clan just go missing? Featherlight highly disliked the fire set by Quietstorm and Sunwing. It could have hurt or maybe killed some cats. However, ThunderClan was a large clan filled with cats of all types. Surely some of the Water or Earth Elementals would have put out the fire? The entire clan couldn't just be dead, could they?
Unless, of course, ThunderClan had legitimately gotten so angry that they refused to show up. Featherlight sincerely hoped that wasn't the case. Unfortunately, she couldn't put it past Lynxstar to be so unreasonable.
Suddenly, Otterpaw's eyes caught those of someone else. An Apprentice of DarkClan. Otterpaw had always found the fact that cats would shun DarkClan just because of their element ridiculous. It wasn't like it was something they could control, much like orientation, so why shun them for that? Why can't they live like normal cats do?
Bouncing over towards the Apprentice, Otterpaw grinned. "Hey there!" She exclaimed, ignoring the other cats around her who were probably sending glares at the RiverClan Apprentice who came running straight into their tight-knit group out of nowhere.
"My name's Otterpaw, she/her! What about you?" Otterpaw introduced herself, before sitting back and waiting for the other cat to do the same.
"Sorry in advance if you don't like me hanging around. I'm just always this cheerful! Kind of unfair that you guys can't be in the same clans as the rest of us. I would love to be able to hang out around you guys more! You just, seem like such a quiet and brooding bunch-oh no, I did it again! Sorry, sorry, was that insensitive?"
"I'm really, really sorry! Sometimes I blurt out hurtful things without thinking...I'm usually not like that though!" Otterpaw chattered on and on without leaving an opening for Sharppaw to speak.
She then realised what she had done and stopped, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry, I do start ranting sometimes..." She apologised. "Uh, so here's your chance to speak now! You can tell me to go away, if you want, I won't mind. Well, I'll try not to mind-" Otterpaw then snapped her jaws shut, reminding herself to let the other Apprentice speak.
Sunstorm let her eyes drift to where ThunderClan should be, eyes narrowed. Surely they hadn't given up on coming to a Gathering just because of a fire? Sure, they might be rebuilding and stuff, but surely at least Lynxstar would come? She had no idea how many lives he had left, but this was certainly not his last.
Although, just by glancing around, Sunstorm could guess many cats would be more than happy if Lynxstar failed to arrive on-scene. She guessed she couldn't really blame them. Lynxstar was not the most likeable of toms, after all. Sunstorm couldn't even say with confidence that she herself didn't mind Lynxstar.
More loud noises from the DarkClan group made Sunstorm glance over, an ear flicking with surprise. DarkClan was usually a more quiet group of cats, so it was unusual to see such a disturbance break out among them-Ah. Never mind.
That RiverClan Apprentice from earlier had launched herself right in, chatting at the top of her voice with a DarkClan Apprentice. Sunstorm sighed mentally and looked away from the group. That RiverClan Apprentice better knew how to fend for herself if she does manage to cause a fight to break out, which wasn't all that impossible considering how much of a ruckus she was causing.
Pressing her paw to her face again, an action Sunstorm likes to do when she gets frustrated, Sunstorm turned back to look at the leaders. She didn't want to miss out on anything Stormstar and Ravenstar might have done when she wasn't looking, though she doubted it was much.
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Post by hussar on Jan 8, 2021 2:32:47 GMT
It turned out that Sharpaw didn’t really need to search for long to find a group that caught her eye. A riverclan apprentince has caused a smaller amount of commotion by mentioning the war between their clan and Windclan, which she had loosely scrapped together information about from the news she managed to snap up. It has started to appear that she was intrested in the politics of the clans around her, even if she wasn’t able to grasp that very much of the adults’ bussiness. It however surprised her when the apprentince strode up towards her, and unleashed a cacaphony of chatter, giving Sharppaw no other option but to listen with a tilted head as the other went on and on. It was flattering and honestly, a bit loud, but the gray tabby seemed to be the cat to draw everyone's attention to herself with her cheerfull self. Sharppaw didn't mind tough. She seemed like she was friendly enough to have a conversation with. As the other finally stopped, a big wide smirk crossed the young apprentinces face,showing off the slight overbite and overgrown fangs. “Hey you! I like you. It's all good fam” Sharpaw said with a snicker, amused by the cheery personality. “I won't devour your soul this time as in exchange, Otterpaw. Just kidding, I heard Riverclan tastes too fishy.” She chuckled at her own joke, rolling with her blue eyes and gesticulating with a front paw. “Seriously tough, I'm Sharppaw! One of the youngest and gosh darn best apprentince from Darkclan! Don't worry, we will prevail on our own even if *some* cats don't like us. It's pleasant to know you aren't one of them though! This is my first gathering, I'm quite lucky to get to attend it this early in my life. Have you been on other gatherings yourself? I assume so,since you look older than me! Were they also this intresting as this one? Oooo and about the war-” She whispered the last sentence ,leaning in closer as she wasn't sure if it was that smart to bring it up again so loudly for everyone to hear. “Did you get to take part in it?!? I know older apprentinces get to join battles everynow and then, and I can't wait untill the day I get to proove my enemies wrong with my claws and element! Well so far I just gotta be happy with stories about battles,and I wonder if you have some you could share.” Now that the gray furred she-cat had her intrest, Sharppaw was almost dying to get to know this stranger more. She was the first Riverclan cat she ever had meet face to face, and it seemed to be a surely intresting interaction. Talis |
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Post by Ioana003 on Jan 8, 2021 12:26:28 GMT
Badgerpaw
Badgerpaw carefully stepped from rock to rock, careful not to touch the water. He just could not bear going into the water. Never. Of course, the occasional splash sizzled on his fur, but as a Fire elemental, he could easily dry it off. Assuming he did not burn his tail in the process again. Then again, he should not have been there. Happily, the apprentice would have sat at Camp and slept through the night but Roseprance insisted he goes out and talk to other cats at the Gathering. Which he obviously would not do as it is only slightly less terrifying than water. Nevertheless, the tom jumped onto the island and there he was: surrounded by... just DarkClan? Odd, were they really that early?
Soon, however, everyone but ThunderClan would show up, which worried Badgerpaw; ThunderClan’s forest seemed a little burnt but at it was not him. Or was it? Could he have burned it in his sleep? Oh no, now the cat was double worried! That worry turned triple when Otterpaw (another apprentice quite a few moons older than him) began bombarding WindClan with her chatter. Half the Gathering heard her there and the tuxedo did not appreciate the added stress. Wasn’t it enough to starve? Now he had to deal with potentially furious WindClanners. And great, she moved to annoy the DarkClan cats.
Badgerpaw just stayed by his mentor’s side, nervous. He would be lying if he said he had not been there before but last time he was not precisely allowed. Would the other cats know by now that he snuck out? Twice? What would his father do? Would he care? He would have most certainly disappointed Roseprance with it, but she was the only cat who truly tried to help him. He did not want her to be disappointed. Keeping quiet was the only option. And hope no other apprentice he had met was there...
Poppyleap
Quickly, a greeting came bounding to Poppyleap, unannounced. And it was a RiverClan apprentice. A very talkative one. Even more than most RiverClan cats, which was a massive achievement. Or she was just used to them sitting quietly in a corner, starving. Hah, those wet owls deserved it after trying to take away our territory! Hare Plains would not have been useful to them anyway. Like fish would walk on land.
It seemed like the war was still on their mind, too, as the furry chatterbox dared to even suggest that WindClan could lose a battle! That she-cat should know her place. Luckily, it did not take too long before the tabby walked away from the calico’s group off somewhere to annoy another poor soul.
“Part of me wished those buzzheads wouldn’t meow so much. Do they not have any manners?” asked the warrior one of the cats sitting next to her.
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Post by Blaze on Jan 13, 2021 22:55:21 GMT
If it hadn’t been for the fact that he wanted to make sure they knew what they’d done, Lynxstar would’ve just stayed in the bear cave ThunderClan currently called home. At least, until the Earth Elementals had the strength to go out and regrow the forest. They would bounce back, they always did, but this was the worst one he’d ever seen since he became leader. The evidence was overwhelming; ShadowClan was the cause of this and if they tried to say it was a simple forest fire, he would have the only fire elemental warrior in his clan say otherwise. He was beyond furious, beyond that even, but he would play civil for now. Play civil and then strike, but first he needed to know who in ShadowClan was responsible, who would be the ones who’d pay first and foremost. They would be the example and then the rest of ShadowClan would fall.
He strode onto Five Stones, sporting new burn wounds but head held high. He had no business with the other clan leaders (except for Stormstar, he needed to get his apprentices out soon, lest they get caught up in the battle) so he leapt onto the ThunderClan Stone, looking out onto the Gathering.
Soon. Soon they would know
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Post by Talis on Feb 1, 2021 7:02:07 GMT
[googlefont=Lato:300|Playfair+Display] [attr="class","hearmenand1"] [attr="class","hearmenand3"] (Otterpaw) hussar So sorry for the late reply! (Featherlight/Sunstorm) Open to interact! [attr="class","hearmenand2"]
Otterpaw grinned, unfazed by Sharppaw's joke comment about eating her soul. Though that was mostly because Otterpaw had no idea what a "soul" was. "I suppose we do eat a lot of fish. What's a soul?" She questioned.
”Good to hear y’all are fine! I can’t ever imagine someone being upset at you guys just because of your element or something. Like, that isn’t even something you can control. Dark element can be used for good just as all other elements can be used for bad. As seen in the recent fire.” She continued on.
”Yeah, I’ve been to other Gatherings before. They usually aren’t this tense. Why everyone insist on fighting is beyong me. Like, can’t we just all settle down and be friends?”
“No, I didn’t join the war. I opted out of joining because I’m...not too big a fan of hurting others. My life goal is to see everyone happy, and causing wars...don’t do wonders for that. And besides, I’m morally against hurting others. You can say it gives me ‘paws’! (Pause)” Otterpaw giggled at her own joke. She was a little upset that Sharppaw chose to be excited about fighting. ”Aw, come on! Maybe if you don’t fight others too much, you can finally be a part of everyone else!” She exclaimed, jnaware of how rude that came out.
The scent of an approaching clan made Featherlight’s head raise. A sniff told her that it was ThunderClan, and she smiled, relieved that they were fine. She pushed her neck out like a giraffe, sniffing for the two familiar scents of Sagewhisker and Whitepaw. Are they okay?
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