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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 12, 2016 21:55:08 GMT

Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2016 21:55:08 GMT

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We were victims of the night, the chemical, physical, kryptonite. Helpless to the bass and the fading light we were bound to get together, bound to get together. She took my arm, I don't know how it happened. We took the floor and she said, "don't you dare look back, just keep your eyes on me." I said, "You're holding back," She said, "Shut up and dance with me!" This woman is my destiny, she said, "Shut up and dance WITH ME."

Wolfheart had no problem keeping up with Falconstar and enjoyed the brisk pace. Out of habit, she kept checking to see if Yewpaw was having trouble keeping up, but everytime she did she had to remind herself that her apprentice hadn't been invited. Which was normal, not all of the apprentices got to always go, and he'd surely be able to go next time.

She came to a halt behind the leader and the deputy as the tom addressed the group. She'd been to enough Gatherings that she was not worried about how she would conduct herself. She was a little anxious if only because she usually came to these with either her sister or mother, and neither had come along, so she felt a bit... alone. She swished her tail as the cats stepped into the clearing. She watched everyone disperse, their leader joining the other four leaders, while the medicine cats all were lounging, not unlike the elders.

Unable to make a decision, Wolfheart found herself shadowing Blizzardclaw, who was hanging around with his daughter, Lightpaw, likely excited that he got to share her first Gathering with her. She found herself trying to join the conversation, but an exclamation from another one of the Thunderclan apprenticed had drawn several cat's attention. Blizzardclaw and Lightpaw were walking towards them and Wolfheart hung back awkwardly as the white tom took the other apprentice and led them off. She flicked her tail and looked around for someone familiar, only to catch sight of Hazelclaw. The she-cat continued on ahead and nodded her head in greeting to the two deputies. She recognized Whitewater of Riverclan as well.

"Yes, congratulations," Wolfheart said as well, joining their conversation. It felt a little odd and a little forced, but Hazelclaw and Whitewater were both good cats, so she doubted they would glare or try to send her off. "And thanks for helping out Sootpaw," she added.

tagged: just atlanta. with whitewater & ame with hazelclaw
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tikker ♪ ♫

Established Warrior

the minute you think of giving up, think of the reason why you held on so long.

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 13, 2016 1:57:29 GMT

Post by tikker ♪ ♫ on Jan 13, 2016 1:57:29 GMT

"everyone's fine for us, i wish i had much to share beyond the expected," pinestar's words flowed through, redstar bobbing her head in a nod as he spoke. it was true, she too wished there was more to share other than the strict usual of things going on; despite her needing to speak with rosestar privately and not advertising things going on in neither windclan nor shadowclan. that was trouble she didn't want the potenitial of having. just moments after the brown-and-white skyclan leader spoke, thus did the shadowclan leader in her own apparent sense of pride and joy. "things have been well in shadowclan, redstar, thank you for asking. i am glad all is well in skyclan for you as well, pinestar. i do have a bit of a surprise for this gathering, but you'll have to wait."

giving yet another nod of her head, flicking her tail lightly at the response of a surprise, redstar sucked in a breath and decided to stay silent for a moment, pinestar picking up the pace in her stead. perhaps she was just tired and that was what was making her seem cranky and off under the light of the full moon and stars. "i hope nothing has befallen neritefang?" at pinestar's words, the ginger leader looked down below the stone to the ground, searching for the pelt of the shadowclan deputy. she hadn't heard of anything happening to the young tom, she thought as she cast a slightly concerned glance towards her fellow ginger leader.

moments later it seemed as if magpiestar and falconstar had syncronized their pelts and joined the three current leaders on the rock for a bit of a chat; riverclan and thunderclan patrols filling the rest of the gathering's clearing with starclan's continued blessing. as pinestar and rosestar each gave their greetings not only to magpiestar but practically scoffing at falconstar apologizing for his being 'late', redstar smirked lightly at that. oh how her father would probably bat the back of her ear for not being more pleasant. after the pleasentries, redstar giving her own respectful head-dip towards the riverclan and thunderclan leaders, redstar gave a saddened expression at the conversation turning towards applestar and her death.

"i am very sorry about applestar. she fought for a long time. may starclan light your path as leader as they did for her." rosestar stated to the newly appointed thunderclan leader. it was going to be a change to know that applestar would no longer be joining them atop the rock for gatherings. while redstar herself never had too many run-ins with thunderclan, she was at least proud to have known the former thunderclan leader. "pinestar and rosestar are right falconstar. i'll admit that at first i didn't understand her choice in picking you as deputy, but now i can see that you will follow in her pawsteps and continue what she set thunderclan out for." she comment, her voice filled with a little emotion for the other leaders to do with as they thought. "like they said, she will be missed, but she has joined our warrior ancestors in starclan to watch over the clans in our journey."

casting a quick blue-eyed glance down towards the ground below to see the warriors and apprentices alike mingling, redstar shot another look at each leader beside her in thought. it was about time they started the gathering fully, not just continue to mingle and talk. it wasn't that redstar wanted to get back to windclan, greet her warriors once more, and go back to sleep after telling them the news. more a matter of getting the bigger news out of the way and if the leaders so wished to, stay and chat then they could. "apologies to all, but if everyone is in agreement, i'd much rather get all the formalities over with and continue on with our conversations after we've all said or news?" the windclan leader stated blandly, an apologetic look in her eye before commenting again quickly. "not trying to rush or anything, but i'd rather continue this talk of ours after we get our news out."

tagged: skyy and her socks (pinestar) hallelujah (falconstar) stag (magpiestar) shanny (rosestar)
notes: left it open at the end really so as soon as i get an approval from one or two leaders i'll have red begin the gathering so i don't assume responses or anything, it also gives others time to keep talking!

tikker ♪ ♫

Established Warrior

the minute you think of giving up, think of the reason why you held on so long.

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 13, 2016 2:16:37 GMT

Post by tikker ♪ ♫ on Jan 13, 2016 2:16:37 GMT

if she was completely honest with not only herself but everything else, tigerpaw hadn't heard a single word any cat had said from the moment she found out she was going to the gathering. it was either "what, what?" or "oh my starclan this is happening!" both were a round-about of what was going through her head enough to switch her brain off from all communications. the ginger-and-white apprentice knew that both her mentor had said something to her as well as pinestar, but other than that, there was nothing and everything went in one ear and out the other.

boucning on her paws as she followed the rest of the patrol, tigerpaw grinned idiotically as she followed her ginger-pelted mentor, tawnygaze, keeping her eyes out for specific landmarkers for if she needed to come herself one day. eventually her gaze went to the star-covered sky and the full moon. tigerpaw remembered seeing the stars in the sky the nights she stayed in the nursery, head on her brother's back when they wanted to feel the breeze and a queen was watching them. the full moon she remembered was a big deal and that's when she realized it was probably for the gathering. what was it that tawnygaze had said? the half-moon was for medicine cats only?

shaking her pelt along her bounce, tigerpaw stopped and stood for a moment once she noticed the countless cats in the clearing, it being announced that they had arrived. the apprentice was in awe of what was going on before sticking close to her mentor for a moment before her distractions caused her to drift off and loose track of the skyclan medicine cat. tawnygaze? tigerpaw thought, a slight look of worry on her face before she perked up again and figured she'd have to find the ginger she-cat eventually.

after wandering around for a moment, hearing different conversations in the making, noticing pinestar sitting along with four other felines she had to figure were the other four clan leaders, tigerpaw tilted her gaze to the left to find her mentor's pelt with that of others. "found her!" tigerpaw happily whispered to herself before bounding over towards the ginger pelt of tawnygaze until she looked at the faces of the other medicine cats and lowered herself slightly, ears tilted back slightly. were they mad she wasn't there? even if they were, she couldn't tell. giving her tail a quick flick, tigerpaw stalked forward gently. another glance at her mentor, tigerpaw spoke lightly, worried she might be in trouble. "i didn't mean to wander off, tawnygaze. i- i turned away for a second and you weren't there and then i couldn't find you..."

tagged: skyy and her socks (beetleberry) @july (sparrowpelt) calm in the storm (stormbird) @doc (blackpaw), @lost (nettleheart) ame (crowpaw) ~~and anyone else i forgot to tag~~
notes: SORRY SHE'S SO LATE OMG

Last Edit: Jan 13, 2016 2:17:03 GMT by tikker ♪ ♫

hallelujah

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 13, 2016 6:54:49 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Jan 13, 2016 6:54:49 GMT

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I can do anything, anything, anything

[attr="class","itdscroll"]It was odd for Alligatoreye to walk among so many of his clan mates, or even just so many cats in general, and not have Honeyrose by his side. He caught himself turning to say something to her more than once and wrinkled his whiskers, exasperated with his own behavior. You have a chance to talk for yourself and only yourself! He reminded himself, tail tip twitching as he looked around Fourtrees, glancing up at idly at the leaders as they arranged themselves and made small talk. I ought to find someone interesting. Honeyrose might appreciate a good story. His thoughts went right back to his sister and Alligatoreye nearly rolled his eyes right out of his head. I have got to get out more. Having made up his mind, the long-legged tom bounded after Whitewater, joining him, Blackwolf, and an apprentice whom he didn't know. "Bullying apprentices, are we?" He meowed, having caught only the far end of the conversation, but making assumptions and inserting himself anyway. Alligatoreye winked at Blackwolf, purring, "He's only a little morsel, isn't he? Surely we can all play nice." Sootpaw's actual size didn't matter, though Alligatoreye winked at Sootpaw too, so he would understand the kidding nature of Alligatoreye's words. The leggy tom then nudged Whitewater with a paw, adding, "Does everyone know the good news, or have you started bragging yet?" Alligatoreye couldn't imagine the righteous warrior bragging, but who knew, maybe the fun had started already.

TAGGING @doc with Sootpaw, aurum with Blackwolf, and just atlanta. with Whitewater (this is not my best sorry </3)

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 13, 2016 12:53:54 GMT

Post by skyy and her socks on Jan 13, 2016 12:53:54 GMT

"Everything is doing great in ShadowClan. I can only hope that WindClan is doing just as well." Thank StarClan fror Sparrowpelt and her distraction. The moment he spoke his attention was back to her, and away from those swarming around. “Yes! Thankfully all’s been rather sweel lately, it’s a welcome change after that leafbare,” he replied, giving a shake of his head.

Tawnygaze arrived, as did Crowpaw, and things continued. It had him at ease, the medicine cats swarming around, outnumbering the deputies and other cts. It was with a degree of smugness that he watched the warriors in their mist show their discomfort, especially when no special treatment was given to them for their presence. “Ah, good evening Beetleberry, Nettleheart, Sparrowpelt. Oh.. Swiftfoot..” Oh Tawnygaze, if there was a cat after his own heart it was her. Beetleberry’s gaze flicked to her, warm and holding amusement. It was best he did look her direction, or there could be issues in his treatment of Swiftfoot.

“Hello again, Beetleberry, Nettleheart, Blackpaw.” Crowpaw;s voice joined the mess of the crowd, and while the black tom saw him ask something else, he didn’t quite catch Crowpaw’s words. No matter. Swiftfoot had the attention back on her again. "Perhaps you two would like to accompany me. I think it's time we leave the... medicine cats to catch up." Good riddens. Could that she-cat honestly not take a hint? Despite his urge to show her exactly how unimpressed they were, Beetleberry just ducked his head, and offered her a confused look, as if to ask what they’d done. “Okay, bye… then?”

“Enjoy the rest of your evening.” Well, at least RiverClan’s deputy had the decency to have some manners. "You should slip her some stinging nettle - give her something to complain about." Nettleheart’s comment was enough to make the tom snort. Before he could respond though, Sparrowpelt spoke up, in a voice that he almost missed. The tom’s ears immediately swivelled around to her. "I have never seen such a high amount of bees in one's pelt. Is she always like that?" He let out a sigh. “Unfortunately she can be even worse in camp. I’m not sure what we could have done to offend her. I’ve only tried to help since she even joined the clan.” He wished he hadn’t. Even under Riverstorm’s guidance.

"I'm just glad I only have to see her once a moon - but even that is too much!" Beetleberry nodded his agreement. If only he could see her only once a moon. No, that would still be too frequently. He needed her to realise how fragile she was, and get out of his life all together. Petty, immature warriors were even worse than those of the majority of the clan. "I hope Flurrypaw is having fun. I do hope to at least give her a hello before this is over." His gaze was back to Sparrowpelt. She needed to get her tail over there already. How could one apprentice get so caught up? They weren’t a subtle group crowded below the great rock.

It seemed, no sooner had the apprentice’s name been muttered, did she appear, a flustered bunch of gray and white that had the medicine cat biting back a sigh. What did he do to deserve an apprentice lik Flurrypaw. It seemed like it was only moments between his opinion of her changed. "I'm sorry, I got caught up. Um, I-I hope everyone's doing okay?" Beetleberry flicked an ear. “It’s okay, Flurrypaw, I’m glad you came over,” he meowed, forcing his voice into sweetness. Finally, it seemed the rest of the team was arriving, Sandfeather and Stormbird pulling up beside them. "Good evening everyone! How are all of you?” Not that he gave them much time to answer before moving onto the apprentices. Beetleberry pain him no mind, and offered Sadnfeather a dip of his head instead.

Then, the last of their crew, and the only cat he didn’t recognise showed up, in the form of what he presumed was Tigerpaw. Immediately, he studied her with a critical gaze hidden under warmth. "i didn't mean to wander off, tawnygaze. i- i turned away for a second and you weren't there and then i couldn't find you..." Oh joy, Tawnygaze found an apprentice more hopeless than his own could be. That was going to be a thrill to deal with in time. Beetleberry hid his esaperation undr a smile and a dip of his head. “I’’m guessing you’re Tigerpaw? It’s nice to meet you!” No other apprentice there was a new soul, they’d been to the medicine cat meeting after all. Maybe by the time they met next the ginger cat would be slightly less easily lost. StarClan forbid.

“Sparrowpelt, Nettleheart, Tawnygaze and Sandfeather, I do have a question for you. Have any of you seen a cat recently with a persistant cough and itchy eyes? I’ve got one in my den, currently, and I’m not quite sure the best remedy?” He pulled the conversation away from greetings, gaze flicking upward just long enough to study the leaders, before moving back. The apprentices could talk among themselves. A far as he was concerned, the didn’t need his attention.

TAGGED: @lost with nettleheart, @july with sparrowpelt, katnez with tawnygaze, @mephisto with blackpaw, hallelujah with flurrypaw, ame with crowpaw, calm in the storm with stormbird, tikker ♪ ♫ with tigerpaw
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NOTES: n/a

Last Edit: Jan 13, 2016 12:55:23 GMT by skyy and her socks

tikker ♪ ♫

Established Warrior

the minute you think of giving up, think of the reason why you held on so long.

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 15, 2016 2:54:21 GMT

Post by tikker ♪ ♫ on Jan 15, 2016 2:54:21 GMT

finally, heatherpaw thought to herself as she gave her chest a few licks, having heard her name called in the list of names attending the gathering for the moon. not only had she been called, but also cindermist, which to be honest, she didn't find that so surprising. if heatherpaw hadn't known any better, from the interactions between her mentor and the windclan leader, redstar, the apprentice could swear they were more than just friends. she wasn't going to say that aloud though, starclan forbid that, she'd be sent straight to the dark forest when she died. it wasn't her place to say anything about it, especially when it seemed the two warriors had no honest idea about it.

gathering herself to her paws, heatherpaw shook her pelt lightly before she heard the call for the patrol to set out and followed at a steady pace behind cindermist. while she was thankful her mentor was coming to the gathering as well, heatherpaw still felt as if she was being watched for something she probably did wrong but didn't believe she did. after all, four moons have already gone by since she was made an apprentice and someone was bound to have blabbed on her doing something. giving a mental shrug, the brown tabby she-cat bounded after the patrol until they finally came to the clearing, after redstar's little speech, heatherpaw worked her way into the clearing. it didn't take long for the rest of the clans to join her own and she saw warriors and apprentices drift off into groups.

deciding things were a little different, heatherpaw decided to take an outside seat to the gathering of five clans, eyes darting to the leaders then to the medicine cats. while it wasn't usual for her, the windclan apprentice took a seat and licked her pelt once more until she could look at each group and every cat, see who she should talk to... or at least who looked like the cutest and talk to them. wrapping her tail around her paws, heatherpaw waited for her chance and the right cat to come along.

tagged: ~~@snowy to bring her hawkpaw to play with~~~ anyone~
notes: she finally arrives XD

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alee

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 15, 2016 3:15:19 GMT

Post by alee on Jan 15, 2016 3:15:19 GMT

swiftfoot

The brown she-cat snorted, her fur prickling as his hollow golden orbs met her own, eyes filled with a mingling mixture of annoyance and perhaps a sharp, almost unwillingness to even associate with the WindClan deputy. Swiftfoot understood rather clearly that she was less than popular within the Gathering - she could practically smell Beetleberry and his posse's relief at her leaving even from here - and though popularity was less of a concern to the she-cat, she was at least attempting to make a good example by associating with all these different sorts of Clancats.

In truth becoming a deputy had been an incredibly tough change on the broad. When she was only a mere WindClan warrior she hadn't been expected of much; she was allowed to be her grumpy, bitter self, to remain out of Gatherings and to act as rude and dismissive as she so liked. It had only been three moons since her sudden change in rank and already she was feeling the stress and responsibilities that came along with it. No longer could she be the outsider on these full-moon meetings; as a cat of a high position it was her job to mingle and mix, no matter how unsocial she felt. Recent fights and spats with cats in her own Clan had only managed to further add salt in the wound. And though she hated the admittance of weakness, Swiftfoot wasn't sure in the confidence of her own ability to be the deputy WindClan truly needed. When Ashenfang stared at her, the hint of a glare marking his already scathing gaze, that familiar feeling of bitterness rose like bile once again; here she was, attempting to at least make conversation with cats she deemed fine, and already they were pulling away. Could this be any more difficult??

”I have an apprentice to keep an eye on.” His words were clipped, rather like her own, as if he was desperately hoping she'd take her leave. Stubbornness flared within her chest; scowling, her lips pulled back in the tiniest hint of a growl. As if she'd give him what he so desired. Too bad if he dreaded her presence; she was here, and as if she were going to leave just to please him. ”And, to be honest, I haven’t the faintest idea of how to ’brighten up’ your evening.”

"Well you're no friendly chap, hm?" she purred, mockery lacing her unusually airy voice. "But you needn't worry about that. I am not one for happy small talk either." Shifting her muscles, she prowled to his side and curled beside the tom, her eyes glinting as she spared him a small glance. Maybe Swiftfoot was destined to be that annoying flea on every cat's pelt; she couldn't help her antagonistic nature at times, a trait of hers that got her more enemies than it did friends. She felt much more comfortable this way, truth be told; it was a strain to force affability, to pretend she was happy to see someone when clearly she wasn't. If she had to become more involved in Gatherings then fine, she'd try; but no one said she had to like it all that much.

katnez

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 15, 2016 3:29:48 GMT

Post by katnez on Jan 15, 2016 3:29:48 GMT

Tawnygaze had finally accepted that perhaps her apprentice had found company in cats closer to her own age when a familiar voice drifted across the triangular range of her ginger auds. The medicine cat could have laughed at her apprentice’s chagrin, but she stifled a giggle and flashed her a wide smile. Silly Tigerpaw, young Tigerpaw, of course she would needlessly worry. The fae opened her mouth to brush aside her young mentor’s concerns, but the older Beetleberry beat her to it. ~~“i’’m guessing you’re tigerpaw? it’s nice to meet you!”~~

Tawnygaze brushed her tail against her apprentice’s shoulder in reassuring contact before cutting into the conversation, hoping to allow the younger she-cat some time to compose herself. The medicine cat didn’t want Tigerpaw to feel as if she had done something wrong, and she certainly didn’t want to throw her to wolves in her first gathering, so she hoped this small kindness would be taken as the grace it was meant to be. ”Yes,” Tawnygaze offered the short affirmation to the older medicine cat, nodding to him before turning her attention to the other medicine cats and apprentices. ”Everyone, this is Tigerpaw. She’s just begun her apprenticeship, nearly half a moon ago now.” As she spoke, her bright orange eyes turned to her young apprentice with a motherly affection shining within. This was her apprentice. Starclan, and Skyclan had trusted her with an apprentice. She felt a rushing sense of pride in the confirmation that yes, she could still be of some use to her clan. Even if it weren’t by fang and claw as she had thought it would be, she could train the next generation of healer and ensure her clan’s ailments never went unattended. She was not obsolete. Not yet.

In an attempt to keep from being overrun by the flood of emotions crashing upon her, Tawnygaze continued in her introductions so that Tigerpaw would know who she was speaking with. Her tail left her apprentice’s shoulder to gesture at the cats in turn. ”Tigerpaw, this is the Windclan medicine cat, Beetleberry, and his apprentice Flurrypaw. The Riverclan medicine cat Nettleheart, and his apprentice Blackpaw. The Shadowclan medicine cat Sparrowpelt, and her apprentice Crowpaw. And the Thunderclan medicine cat, Sandfeather, and her apprentice Stormbird.” With introductions out of the way, Tawnygaze hoped the young Tigerpaw would be able to relax a bit and let her infectious energy shine through.

Beetleberry’s later question pulled the ginger gradient tabby from her affectionate thoughts, and focused her mind on more serious matters. Persistent cough? Itchy eyes? She thought for a moment, then, ”There hasn’t been anything similar in Skyclan, but I will certainly be on watch for the symptoms… Have you tried.. Perhaps a mixture of tansy and honey for the cough? And have you tried a poultice of comfrey root for the eyes? Of course, you’d need to be careful to not get it in the actual eye, but if there was enough liquid in the root it might help to soothe the itching..?” Maybe a bit unconventional to be use around a cat’s eyes, but she desperately wanted to help and Juniperjaw had always encouraged her out-of-the-box thinking in such cases. Perhaps Beetleberry would too..?

:TAGGED
(tikker ♪ ♫ ) tigerpaw, (skyy and her socks ) beetleberry, (@lost ) nettleheart, (@july ) sparrowpelt, (ame ) crowpaw, (calm in the storm ) stormbird, (@mephisto ) blackpaw, (hallelujah ) flurrypaw
:NOTES
I'm sorry if I'm missing some major plot motion here where she was supposed to be all "ohemgee yuh we got crazy sickies like that!!" ;;>.<
:WORDS
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Last Edit: Jan 15, 2016 3:36:09 GMT by katnez

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shanny

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 16, 2016 1:20:22 GMT

Post by shanny on Jan 16, 2016 1:20:22 GMT

For as blunt and curt as Pinestar could be, his concern for her deputy bemused the russet-colored leader. ShadowClan never had very many interactions with SkyClan, their territories were far enough from each other, but the fact Pinestar put in enough effort to be cordial with a clan that he never had to interact with or face invasion from was in Rosestar’s eyes, respectful. However, she knew about the tight borders he kept with RiverClan, and if it came to it, she would side with Magpiestar instantly. Tonight, however, was peaceful. “Oh, don’t worry about Neritefang. She is back at camp—asleep, no doubt.” Rosestar said with an amused purr, figuring she just gave away her surprise a little bit, although the other leaders were left to wonder who her new deputy was now.

The fact that Redstar actually voiced that she was initially unimpressed with Applestar’s choice of Falconstar as her deputy almost made the ShadowClan leader laugh, but she held it in. Always expect Redstar to voice opinions on some of the other leaders’ minds… While there were times ShadowClan and WindClan had quarrels in the past when Loudstar was leader, Rosestar had no problem with the ginger tabby leader. She was right though, Falconstar would continue to follow in Applestar’s pawsteps. They were close, after all.

It was time to move the Gathering along, however. “Yes, I agree. While the night may still be young, there’s plenty of time for chit-chat afterward. I can see we have all brought at least a few apprentices and while teaching them that patience is a virtue, I suppose we shouldn’t let the younger ones wait too much longer.”

Plus, Rosestar was eager to tell of ShadowClan’s news as well, with Onyxfeather being the new deputy, as well as the clan having three new apprentices.

TAGGED: Redstar - tikker ♪ ♫, Pinestar - skyy and her socks, Falconstar - hallelujah, Magpiestar - stag
NOTES: I'm not sure if we're going back around for Redstar to start it or if one of the other leaders is going to so I left it open.

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confidence .. ( gathering one ) Jan 16, 2016 6:53:53 GMT

Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2016 6:53:53 GMT

○ Scents and bodies mingled together into one great point. Familiar faces blended into a sea of fur, and it was all Hawkpaw could do to stay afloat. He'd lost sight of almost everyone by now, only catching the most fleeting of appearances: the tabby and white coat of friendly Snowfall, the barest scent of Bluepaw among several other unfamiliar scents. But within the seconds they appeared, they vanished just as fast. Only Hareleap, in his close proximity, remained distinguished. Hawkpaw mentally clung to that one solid fact, remaining so close to Hareleap's flank that his rusty tabby pelt brushed against the older tom's bi-colored one. The trust and dependence that the young apprentice showed for this particular cat was unusual, if only for him. His time with the tom had taught him that the warrior had his faults, some worse than others. Like his habit of blurting stuff out without thought. But such a fault was easily forgiven; when Hawkpaw needed the tom, either for a question in training or just the reassurance of his presence, he was there. And he'd never once raised a claw to Hawkpaw in anger or with intent to harm. In turn, Hawkpaw attempted to make himself as less of a burden as possible. He remained silent and listened, he tried to overachieve when possible, and he refused to give up when Hareleap assigned him a task. Though, that was when they were in the safety of SkyClan's borders. This was not SkyClan. ~~'It's not all that hard, Hawkpaw. We mingle.'~~ his mentor's amused voice fluttered over the chatter, and Hawkpaw's attention snapped to it. Wide eyes and all.

~~'You can get to know other apprentices, or stick with me.'~~ Get to know other apprentices? Hawkpaw couldn't understand why he would have to. Though the Warrior Code and certain aspects of Clan life were still things he struggled to understand in his naive youth, he did understand the borders fairly well. And that other Clans were enemies, except on this one night every moon. Why exactly this particular night was so special was another thing that alluded Hawkpaw. Just another aspect of this Clan stuff he had yet to understand. He unconsciously shifted closer to his mentor, glancing nervously around the area once more. "I... can I stay with you, a little longer?" he asked, a light pleading tone to his mew as he returned his gaze to the bi-colored cat beside him. No sooner had he asked than did the marshy, smelly scent grow stronger. His mentor gestured towards the grouping of cats, mentioning that ShadowClan was joining them and who it was lead by. Immediately Hawkpaw's gaze followed Hareleap's gesture, seeking this cat called 'Rosestar'. He found her right away, a sight of beauty and power and pride stalking her way through the group. Ruddy red fur and slender figure bounding upon the rock which Pinestar had situated himself with two others cats. One a ginger molly, the other a black and white elder aged tom. The leaders of RiverClan and WindClan he supposed.

He'd stared at the rock - and the gathered leaders - for too long. By the time he noticed the shadow that fell over his slight form, it would've been too late had it been an actual threat. As it was, Hawkpaw treated it like such. Hawkpaw's entire form tensed up, his tail curling around his hind paws as he slowly turned his head from the leaders to gaze at the unfamiliar dark ginger warrior that had approached. Grass and earthy scent filled Hawkpaw's nostrils: WindClan, his frozen mind supplied meekly. Not the marshy scent of the newly arrived ShadowClan cats, the watery scent of RiverClan, or the familiar scent of SkyClan. The new tom gave a nod towards Hawkpaw, acknowledging his presence, though Hawkpaw was quick to press back towards Hareleap. His impossibly wide green gaze never left the newcomer's face as he greeted Hareleap as an old friend, inquiring to the state of SkyClan, and Hareleap's reply tickled in his ears. Then the warrior turned and regarded him instead. ~~'No need to be so shy, young one. We don’t bite. At least, not here we don’t.'~~ he meowed with a sly laugh to his voice, amusement twitching at his whiskers. ~~'He's not wrong Hawkpaw.'~~ Hawkpaw's head whipped around to stare back at Hareleap. ~~'A Gathering is a time of truce between all Clans.'~~ truce? Yes, Hawkpaw had heard of such... but that didn't make him feel any better. Hareleap might not coddle him for his experiences, and Hawkpaw understood and even appreciated that on some level. But before he'd come to SkyClan the only cat he'd ever known had been aggressive. Befoer now, he'd been told and even assumed the other Clans would treat him no different. This tom - Rowanfrost his mentor had called him - was the first to break that mold of thought.

Cautiously, the silent apprentice returned his gaze back to Rowanfrost and began to peel himself away from Hareleap. He still wasn't all that sure about this, but Hareleap's words from earlier rang in his mind still. A Gathering was meant for cats from all Clans to mingle, to be at peace and not worry about battles and hardships. Well, Rowanfrost wasn't a SkyClan cat. And Hareleap was right next to him. This was as safe as Hawkpaw was going to get, right? "H-Hi..." his voice was soft and shaky as he greeted Rowanfrost timidly. Inwardly he winced at his own cowardice. Was this the best he could do? ~~'Hi! Is this your first gathering too?'~~ before that thought had even finished, a chipper young voice was in his ear. He jerked around, gaze leaving Rowanfrost to stare at two unfamiliar approaching figures. They smelled nothing like RiverClan, ShadowClan, or even the WindClanner he'd greeted so poorly. The familiar scent of forest and foliage filled the air around them; ThunderClan. Apprentices by the looks of it... very small apprentices. His gaze was wide for another reason now, staring at the speaker who greeted him. Great SkyClan, but she was tiny! Smaller than him, and he was one of the smallest cats in SkyClan. ~~'I’m Tinypaw! And this is Ravenpaw!'~~ she continued, gesturing to her companion with her tail, a black apprentice aged tom. Hawkpaw blinked rapidly, taking a step back and glancing at Hareleap for some cue. Rowanfrost alone was one thing, but now he was surrounded at all sides. Hareleap's gaze was upon him, questioning and curious, awaiting his reaction. Hareleap expected him to do something this time.

He steeled himself, turning to regard the two apprentices silently. ~~'Hey! We're from ThunderClan. You're SkyClan, right?'~~ the one called Ravenpaw mewed. Hawkpaw felt his throat try to close up along with the rest of his body. ~~'Yes we are! I'm Bluepaw.'~~ another sudden appearance, this time more familiar than the last ones had been. Bluepaw padded up to him, taking a seat beside him and giving him an encouraging glance. It was only the combined presences of Hareleap and Bluepaw that allowed him to try. "Y-Yes. I'm... I'm Hawkpaw. Of SkyClan. I was apprenticed... recently." he mewed, his voice growing slightly stronger with each word he forced past his maw. But then he seemed to deflate, hanging his head in shame as he stared at his paws. All around him, his Clanmates were mingling and getting along fine with others - old friends and new faces alike - and what was he doing? "I'm sorry. This is my first Gathering, and..." he cut off. What was he suppose to say? That he was scared? That he had no idea what to do? That he wasn't even SkyClan by birth and was still learning the intricacies of this Clan life? No. Surely that would be seen as weak. He didn't want to give a bad impression of SkyClan to anyone here. ~~'Tinypaw! It's so good to see you!'~~ yet another voice spoke up, a spotted and white figure joining the gathering of bodies to greet the tiny ThunderClan apprentice. This newcomer smelt of water; RiverClan then. Oh boy, what was he suppose to do now? ~~'Oh. Um. I hope I'm not interrupting.'~~ the small tortoiseshell mumbled in a squeak of a voice. Immediately Hawkpaw shook his head fiercely. "No! No, you're not!" he spouted off, taking an automatic step back to put some distance between himself and the strange cats. As polite as the RiverClanner had sounded, these were all cats who he didn't know... and who knew each other very well it seemed. Despite being from different Clans. "I was just...!" he backed up another few steps, shaking his head harshly.

He couldn't do this. Why did he think he could do this? "I was just leaving..." he mewed pathetically, turning around and making for a graceful retreat. He'd screwed it up, not even a few words had passed his mouth but he just new he had. He couldn't face Hareleap right now, and he hated to think of how Pinestar would look at him after tonight. Blindly he padded through the different bodies and scents towards the edge of the Gathering area, where he'd not be a problem...

...And while his gaze was on his paws, he bumped into a warm body.

Every muscle locked up again, green eyes impossibly wide. Oh no. Oh, no. He jerked his head up quickly, finding a young apprentice about his age. Soft light brown fur and WindClan scent. "Oh! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" he meowed, backing up a step to give the WindClanner space. What if he offended her, or her mentor even? What would Pinestar or Hareleap or even Orchidfeather say?

Why couldn't he get anything right?

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