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Post by ℳintу on Oct 10, 2011 16:26:48 GMT -6
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A dark tortoiseshell she-cat bounded into the clearing, her fur brushing up against the trees that she passed by. Spottedfern, the proud yet spacey ShadowClan cat that she was, had been very pleased to learn that she'd been allowed to attend the Gathering. Lately she had her paws full with caring for Moonkit and Galekit that she had hardly any time to herself - not that she minded, of course. Being a temporary queen was a blessing to her, and she secretly hoped to have her own litter one day - if anyone could deal with her, that is. Luckily for her, she was granted a spot to the Gathering as another cat was to look after the kits this evening. She bid farewell, and even said goodbye to Crinklefox, the elder, and bounded off into the clearing.
It had been some time since she had been to a Gathering, and it seemed almost new to the she-cat. The clearing was very peaceful - unlike camp, where there were rumors of attacks by the otters that murdered Galepaw, her former apprentice. Even thinking about him could bring her eyes to tears, so she forced the issue to the back of her mind for now. Here it was so peaceful.
The she-cat watched as Burntpaw raced away to speak with an apprentice from another Clan. Spottedfern chuckled to herself, pleased with her clan mate's enthusiasm to get to know others kindly. Her eyes did dim a bit as she noticed Gingercoat and Stonepaw; they appeared to not be in the most prized health. Swansong appeared tired, as if she had her hands full lately. Spottedfern's eyes held concern, but she pushed that feeling away too - she didn't want to offend WindClan by showing a hint of pity, for she knew they were quite a proud lot, and rightly so. The she-cat decided to take a seat in the middle of the clearing, slowly grooming her fur for briars and mud to make herself more presentable.
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Post by White on Oct 11, 2011 6:02:35 GMT -6
Patchclaw yawned happily as she noticed out of the corner of her eye the apprentice bound to her. Patchclaw quickly replied, " Yes, it is your first gathering! It must be very exciting, i remember my first gathering," But she quickly caught herself before going on another one of her rants and chuckled. " Well, you might want to get a good nights rest tonight because i have got some training with you over in the field!" She promised and shone half- humoredly at her apprentice and licked Stonepaw once in the shoulder.
(I promise i will do Havenhearts later! SCHOOOLLL!!! UUGHHH!)
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Post by Midnightstar on Oct 11, 2011 13:03:29 GMT -6
"Burningpaw," He answered the she-cat that was sitting in front of him. "You look like you've been in a lot of battles- you're lucky, I've only been in one! That is, if you're strong enough to fight and have been in battles?" The first part of Burningpaw's statement was kind, but he didn't want to look as if he was being nice, so he tweaked the statement to make Burntpaw look like she was weak.
(He's so rude, I feel bad, lol)
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Post by White on Oct 12, 2011 5:23:18 GMT -6
Havenheart laughed shyly as she relized it was Gentleheart and licked the cats shoulder, " Goodness me! I thought you were going to attack me! Well, it is a gathering and..." She chuckled.
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Post by мυsε★ on Oct 12, 2011 14:32:28 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Here it was, the day that would decide many to come. The deputy's bodice carefully followed after his clan-mates staying to the rear of the group. Stonybrook often like assure that everyone make it safe and straight to the gathering without any accidents or any brawls. RiverClan had been the first to arrive followed by ThunderClan, they looked well enough but all the cats seemed a little worn. Perhaps, ShadowClan tensions were getting the best of them? Piercing gold eyes shadowed from the sides of his clan mates, and finally WindClan arrived. The deputy found his head tilt in concern at the state of the first two to arrive the others seemed slightly more healthy but Stonybrook was taking no chances.
The white and gray pelted tom glided through his clan members lightly murmuring to them to keep a far distance from the WindClanners. Disease or sickness, like greencough was the last thing anyone needed. ShadowClan also approached and with this, Stonybrook eased himself from the shadows of his clan-mates, his stark fur in contrast to the moonlight that flowed along his pelt as he approached the high stone. Arching his head forward he nodded to each of the leaders before taking his spot at the base of the rock directly under his noble leader, Jadestar. 'Here we go,' he purred the words softly only loud enough for maybe Jadestar to hear.
within the courage
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Post by мυsε★ on Oct 12, 2011 15:09:46 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=dddddd] Fiery paws lifted behind the little form of a small and bouncy apprentice, no other than his own, Burntpaw. For moons she'd talked her way out of going to a gathering but when Redcloud gave her the option of going to the gathering or de-ticking the elders for two moons, it was clear what she would chose. It seemed once his apprentice set her little blue eyes on all the cats whatever had held her back before was in the wind, because now she was picking up pace and practically racing down the jointed hill to reach the others below. It was nice to see her so respectful even to a ThunderClanner, his own azure gaze fluttered to the apprentice she was now speaking to. She was excited, and full of energy it seemed. Hopefully the gathering would not last half the night, he needed her to stay full of energy for hunting tomorrow.
The tom found himself settling down on the other side of his apprentice careful not to leave her alone. Most cats were pleasant enough but some could be harsh and try to break a new apprentice. Redcloud would not allow this. The warrior's plume flame tail curled over his paws the tip gently lulling over his right paw. He himself couldn't resist listening to his apprentice's conversation with the little ThunderClan apprentice. She had been nice enough, but the little tom's words caught Redcloud attention. "You look like you've been in a lot of battles- you're lucky, I've only been in one! That is, if you're strong enough to fight and have been in battles?" At this, the ShadowClan warrior stiffened, his eyes tilting toward both apprentices. He had been a family friend to Burntpaw's mother and father, and had requested her as an apprentice.
No one would doubt her nor her ability when he was around. Redcloud's muscles finally untensed, his maw parting with firm words. 'Burntpaw faced the flames of death, and by StarClan's grace and her will is she alive today. She's as strong as she looks, now both of you pay attention, the gathering is starting,' his voice had been firm but as he noted the leader's gathering it turned to a soft lull as he gently prodded his apprentice's side so she might listen.
untamed, and untouchable
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Post by ravenclaw on Oct 12, 2011 16:47:22 GMT -6
Bluestar had been mingling with the other clans, talking with Jadestar and Midnightstar. Great StarClan she can be an unpleasant cat sometimes. But finally, Bluestar had to take her place on the Great Rock. She crouched below it, her green eyes intent, as she waggled her haunches and sprang up. Her thick fur rippled beautifully as she landed in her place and spun around and sat. Her clear, green gaze swept across the cats below. She had been leader less than a moon, given a kit an apprentice name, and hadn't even had been deputy. When Stormstar died and his deputy mysteriously disappeared, Bluefur had taken it upon herself to become leader and rebuild the frantic WindClan. Now, as Bluestar at her first gathering as a leader with nine lives. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stepped forward to take the first turn. "WindClan is doing well. We have plentiful prey, despite the coming leaf-bare and Smokepaw is being trained as a warrior as well as a medicine cat after bravely defending Swansong from an invading dog. We have also named a new apprentice. Stonepaw!" She yowled his name with pride as her eyes fell on the apprentice.
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Post by ˚Reason˚ on Oct 12, 2011 17:04:17 GMT -6
Swansong rumbled with suppressed laughter at Stonepaw's response and swished her tail lightly over his ear, not minding the volume of the answer in the slightest. She felt her heart warm slightly from its usual medicine-cat-mode-induced frost at Stonepaw's innocent smile and silently promised herself that she wouldn't let the disease get to Stonepaw, no matter what. Swansong straightened her spine at the new resolve and watched with bright amber eyes as the silver tabby raced away to his mentor. Swansong gave a small meow of farewell before turning to Gingercoat as she approached.
The medicine cat flicked her ears back in concern and looked Gingercoat over with a critical eyes. The WindClan warrior didn't look as bad as Brightsky had before she had left for the gathering, but Swansong knew how quickly that could change. "I apologize Gingercoat," She meowed just as quietly. "I did not." Guilt clawed at her, she should have remembered to bring some just in case.
The white she cat rose to her paws and kept her guilt-filled eyes on the crowd of cats rather than the she cat next to her. "Just a little longer, Gingercoat. Bluestar will be smart enough to finish the Gathering quickly as not to cause any more discomfort that possible." She reassured the she cat.
Tawnywing couldn't help but giggle at her sister's impatience and constant twitchy behavior. She flicked Dappledcoat with her tail and meowed at her slyly. "You act like you got an army of ants on your pelt."
Tawnywing turned to watch as more cats arrived with guarded eyes. "And I think that is our cue to gather some information." She meowed only loud enough for Dappledcoat to hear. Casually, Tawnywing meowed a good bye to her sister and approached a cream coloured and dark ginger tom in time to hear the last part of their conversation.
The RiverClan she cat plastered a friendly smile on her maw and took a place next to the rather jumpy cream tom. "I know what you mean!" Tawnywing meowed to the tom, tilting her head to the side, eyes on the crowd but actually watching the two toms carefully.
Stormywind jumped at the voice of a she cat and turned to see a pretty tawny she cat sitting next to him. The tom relaxed slightly and nodded his head shyly at her. The she cat nodded back and introduced herself as "Tawnywing." and clearly a RiverClan cat with her fur type.
"Stormywind." He replied softly, glancing at Catnipcloud, hoping he would have a way to start a conversation rather than him.
Burntpaw giggled at the similarities between their names, her whiskers shook slightly at the vibrations. Burntpaw preened under the compliment and was about to reply when Redcloud spoke up from behind her. Burntpaw flushed under her fur, half embarrassment and half pride at Redcloud's words. "Of course, Redcloud!" She chirped, sending the warrior a quick smile before pressing herself closer to Burningpaw.
"Don't mind him." She meowed, winking at Burningpaw good naturally.
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Post by Nothing on Oct 14, 2011 7:51:43 GMT -6
Oh great. He was late for probably one of the most important events since he had become medicine cat... the Gathering. Everyone would probably be annoyed at him, but he didn't really mind that much. The Gathering was supposed to last a while, he just hoped it wasn't too late.
"I'm here." Fleetingthunder blurted out suddenly.
((Sorry for not posting, things have happened...))
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Post by ℳintу on Oct 14, 2011 9:49:47 GMT -6
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Post by ℳintу on Oct 14, 2011 9:51:14 GMT -6
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Gentleheart let out a kind laugh at her friend, her green eyes dazzling. Before she could speak another word to Havenheart, Bluestar had jumped upon the Great Rock and begun her speech. The she-cat flicked her tail at Havenheart with a smirk as she turned to listen to the leaders' announcements. She couldn't help but notice Stonybrook at the foot of the Great Rock. She gave him a slight smirk, as he didn't look the most pleased tonight. Then she refocused her attention back on the meeting in front of her.
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Post by ℳintу on Oct 14, 2011 9:55:24 GMT -6
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The red-colored tomcat gave a chuckle at Stormywind as he saw him caught off-guard by Tawnywing's intrusion on their conversation. Part of him was curious at how awkward it could become if he didn't say a word and let Stormywind do the talking; he wouldn't do that to the tomcat though.
"Nice to meet you, Tawnywing; I'm Catnipcloud," the proud warrior meowed back in reply to her, a glimmer in his eye and a vivid smirk on his maw. Before he could say anything else, Bluestar had begun to speak. He shook it off and decided it best to pay attention rather than chatter amongst themselves.
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Post by ℳintу on Oct 14, 2011 10:01:24 GMT -6
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The RiverClan leader listened carefully as Bluestar began the ceremony, telling of good things from WindClan. Jadestar couldn't help but wonder how much more good there was - several cats in the audience looked as though they could face death. She shrugged this away and listened until the she-cat was done. Giving a small head bow, Jadestar then stepped forward.
"Cats of all Clans, I bring you news of RiverClan from the past moon. Much has happened of late. We have apprenticed several new cats. In addition, our medicine cat apprentice, Cherrypaw, will soon receive her name, I have heard from Shadownose," Jadestar meowed to the clearing, her face full of a lovely emotion before continuing.
"In addition to all this, our prey has been plentiful and we have all been in the best of health," she meowed carefully, attempting to not sound too harsh for WindClan.
"Lastly, Tawnywing and Havenheart - two of our best warriors - have found two stray kittens on our territory four moons ago. These kittens, Goldenkit and Sourkit, are being raised as RiverClan cats and appear promising to be excellent warriors," the she-cat finished, smile fully upon her face now.
She then recoiled back on the rock, allowing Midnightstar to take a moment to talk about ThunderClan; Jadestar would be very interested in what she had to say.
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Post by White on Oct 14, 2011 15:12:20 GMT -6
“ i know i'm not perfect, [atrb=style, background: #651004; border: dashed #FFFFFF 0px; border-radius:20px 20px 20px 20px;] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: solid #000000 0px; width: 400px; height: 250px; float: center; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-top: 25px;]
Patchclaw listened to the Riverclan leaders words. The moon was mezmorizing, dazzlingly beautiful and she couldn't help but to turn her attention to the moon and she squinted. 'it's so bright!' Patchclaw thought and her ears angled torwards Jadestar once again, was forced to focus on somthing else. It was almost eerie the way it sat there, just in the clouds- then she again, caught herself staring at the moon and whispered to Stonepawonce back to reality, " Pretty exciting huh?" She questioned the apprentice, purring and caught Jadestars last words before sitting back down to let Midnightstar, Thunderclan leader, speak. Patchclaw wondered about the 4 clans and what was to happen tonight. She tried hard to listen but everything seemed just so - so, distracting and, she was starting to lose her cool a bit when she kept glancing at the moon and back but, furousiously started licking herself to calm herself down. Her claws unseathed almost to fight a warrior that was not there and her eyes darted at the leaders whom were looking at each other in disgust. " It might be a bloodshed," She whispered hoping Stonepaw wouldn't hear but stopped her worring when several cats turned their attention torwards her and, embarassment flooded her pelt as she took a deep breath and relaxed ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ relax. She thought with her eyes closed, " Somthing will happen toninght Stonepaw," She told the apprentice and her leg went numb but quickly shook the feeling off and now, without a dobt turned her absolute attention to the Thunderclan leader, curiosity flooding her instead, washing out the embarassment. She listend closer, her ears craning slightly towards the leaders branch. Another sigh and she closed her eyes to wash herself in the bath of monlight and cleared her head, 'oh starclan!' She thought
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Post by Nothing on Oct 22, 2011 2:29:16 GMT -6
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The RiverClan leader listened carefully as Bluestar began the ceremony, telling of good things from WindClan. Jadestar couldn't help but wonder how much more good there was - several cats in the audience looked as though they could face death. She shrugged this away and listened until the she-cat was done. Giving a small head bow, Jadestar then stepped forward.
"Cats of all Clans, I bring you news of RiverClan from the past moon. Much has happened of late. We have apprenticed several new cats. In addition, our medicine cat apprentice, Cherrypaw, will soon receive her name, I have heard from Shadownose," Jadestar meowed to the clearing, her face full of a lovely emotion before continuing.
"In addition to all this, our prey has been plentiful and we have all been in the best of health," she meowed carefully, attempting to not sound too harsh for WindClan.
"Lastly, Tawnywing and Havenheart - two of our best warriors - have found two stray kittens on our territory four moons ago. These kittens, Goldenkit and Sourkit, are being raised as RiverClan cats and appear promising to be excellent warriors," the she-cat finished, smile fully upon her face now.
She then recoiled back on the rock, allowing Midnightstar to take a moment to talk about ThunderClan; Jadestar would be very interested in what she had to say.
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"Good to know," The medicine cat replied kindly to Jadestar, "ThunderClan has been doing well, but Crisompaw has seemed to dissapear. I think, we will need a new medicine cat apprentice by the next moon, or earlier." He didn't want to waste time.
"I also received a prophecy, from our past medicine cat, that a war would rage in ThunderClan. I just hope, RiverClan has the compassion to help us, or at least, not get too involved." Fleetingthunder said in a strong tone, perhaps he was old, but he was still as sharp as a knife. He didn't want RiverClan to just leave them in the battle, he hoped at least RiverClan was not going to be like that. He didn't expect it from them, or Jadestar, for that matter.
Fleetingthunder paused, his long fur ruffling, and sighed. He padded up to Gingercoat and saw her in pain. "Here, let me help you." The medicine cat of ThunderClan offered, he could hardly let the cat stay in pain, especially at a time of peace. He didn't see Shadownose, RiverClan's medicine cat, anywhere anyways. |
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