June Gathering 2013

Falconfang padded after his leader, casting glances across the clearing. The tension was much more palpable since the previous gathering, with all that Skyclan territory stuff. While he had kept his tongue then, the deputy felt that, with Skyclan gone, there was no need to let the territory go to waste... might as well let Windclan have it, right? His eyes narrowed when he thought about the other clans' thoughts on the subject, particularly Shadowclan. Those arrogant cowards got on his nerves, and he personally didn't mind having to fight them over... well, anything, as long as he could sink his claws into their mangy fur.

Shadeheart bounded in after her old mentor. She didn't really care about what happened to SkyClan's old territory, so long as there wasn't too much fighting about it. It was then that she noticed some cats staring at her, shock on their faces. She remembered the fire, her face got badly burned. "Hey! Stop... l-l-looking..." she said before trailing off. Why can't I talk to other  cats? I can fight perfectly fine! She thought.

OoC: Shadeheart is extremely shy around strangers...

Mosspelt trotted in behind Lionstar, his head held high, tail flicking. He looked around at the growing Clans, sort of surprised that they've grown so much.

Mudpaw padded in after his leader, a smile on his face. He was SO excited, his first gathering! He tried to find someone he didn't know so maybe he could strike up a conversation. He saw Patcheye talking to a unknown person to him so he trotted over happily. "Hi there!" he purred, sitting down.

"Oh hello Mudpaw"  she mused to the new apprentice, as she lifted up a paw to lick it and glide it over her ears.

The moment she got to the center, Lavenderpaw immediately went to find Twistedfoot. Seeing him with Shadeheart, the blue apprentice just smiled before taking a seat a little away from them.

Mintpaw on the other hand, was bouncing up and down continuously. So excited for her first Gathering, she quickly calmed down just in case some of the clans thought she was crazy. Looking up, she wondered what they would be announcing this time.

Lionstar glanced over at Froststar and Raccoonstar. "I wonder where Sagestar is with Shadowclan?" He commented calmly, looking around once again for Shadowclan. "They don't want to miss out, do they?"

Crowpaw glanced over at Mintpaw, wondering what the heck she was doing jumping on everyone's tails. He let out a huff when she finally calmed down, and looked back up at the Great Rock. Crazy She-cat... He thought, rolling his eyes.

This was it! This was a Gathering! Wow it was so much different than what Cinderpaw was expecting. The giant oaks that towered into the night sky, their leaves shining in the light of the full moon. It was so nice. It was even better as she got closer and closer, but her nerves also began to get to her. The huge trees that were so foreign to her, the strangeness of following Froststar up to a huge rock that she had never seen before, and even the other cats that had begun showing up little by little. The smells were what had really hit her the most. There were so many different ones! She couldn't seem to pick all of them out. One was more of the forest-- large trees and a bunch of brush while the other smelled of wide open spaces and fresh air. So these were the cats of the other clans. They looked so terrifying but she was full of wonder at the same time. It was amazing but overwhelming. What was she supposed to do here anyway? She had been told by other apprentices that they normally meet with apprentices of other clans and talk, but she had also been warned not to say too much or give anything away. How much was too much? 

By this point, Cinderpaw was just a big bundle of nerves. There was no more excitement and no more joy; now she was just nervous and scared that she was going to do the wrong thing. How mad would Froststar be if she managed to mess up? How about Reedheart? Both of them would have her tail before she would even have time to turn around. Gulping, she quickly followed what other apprentices were there and quietly took her seat, not really wanting to say much unless it was to one of her own clan mates. Maybe then she could stay out of trouble.

Shadeheart looked up at Twistedfoot and purred. "Thank you," she said.

OOC: CrippleClan. c;

IC: Reedheart almost gagged on the stale stench of soot hit him as WindClan entered the clearing. He looked through the crowd, picking out the WindClan deputy and Raccoonstar among other familiar faces. He couldn't see Stormeye. The former leader had been old and blinded, but he usually attended... Reedheart pondered on his absence as he looked before his eyes rested on Shadeheart, freezing in place.

The cat had burns along their face, paw, and tail. Reedheart forced himself to tear his gaze away from the sight. It didn't take long to connect the dots. A mixed feeling of pity and horror welled up inside of him as he stared down at his own paws. He shivered thinking about fire. He'd only known it from kit stories and from the names of those like the late Flamestar; all-consuming, destructive, blazing through everything. All Clans feared fire, and Reedheart was glad that StarClan had blessed them with their streams, rocks, and rivers. No fire could do what it did to the WindClan cat in RiverClan territory.

ooc: Fight me Sleepy :I

"Give him time Lionstar, we all only just arrived." The Windclan leader said with a little growl at the end. She turned to look back at her clan, noticing Shadeheart, and Twistedfoot together. She gave them a reassuring smile, then turned back to the very disliked leaders.

"'Just arrived' is an understatement. I was only asking because normally he's here by now. Probably got one of his fur-balls caught in a thorn bush." Lionstar muttered the last part, rather annoyed. Age was giving way to a bit of grumpiness as well.

Crowpaw glanced over to spot Reedheart just before he looked away from Shadeheart. Was he staring at her eye? He wondered, growling lowly. Who is this guy? We didn't ask to be attacked by a stupid fire! Sure, Crowpaw was a kit when the fire happened, and a very young one so he didn't know much about it, but if any cat disrespects his clanmates, they're gonna hear from him...If he doesn't claw their ears off.

"Were you missing me, Lionstar?" The ShadowClan leader's voice rang from the edge of the clearing as he stepped out of the undergrowth with his head held high, obviously looking pleased with himself and his clan. With three new warriors and many new apprentices in training, he was certainly happy. The tom leaped up onto the Great Rock. "Raccoonstar." He nodded to her curtly, his emerald gaze traveling. "Froststar. Glad to see you well." He looked ou into the crowd, following the movements of his cats.

The apprentice followed her leader happily. Glad to finally be attending a gathering, but slightly nervous. She had never seen another clan cat and judging by a few of their faces- they hadn't seen another clan cat either. Yet she could tell which was which from her trainings and blinked nervously at the other smelly Clan cats. Twitching her smushed in nose, she took a seat next to a cat she assumed to be an apprentice and anxiously waited for the gathering to start.

Smokefang held her head high as she walked into the clearing. Her fur was smooth, and sleek for she had cleaned it. This was her first gathering as a warrior, and she hoped she would make a good impression. Smokefang looked over at some Windclan warriors over in the distance. One seemed to be scarred who was Shadeheart, and the other Twistedfoot. She made her way over to them, and greeted them with a smile. "Hello, I am Smokefang of Shadowclan."