November Gathering 2013

Sandwhisker's tail flicked in discomfort when Littlelight responded with hostile words to Stormpaw. He had watched the two toms quarrel with each other, but he didn't understand why they fought so much. "Hi Stormpaw." He said, trying to break the tension. He went silent when a WindClan she-cat greeted them, shifting uncomfortably and avoiding eye contact. Instead of responding with words, he dipped his head in greeting.


OOC: Lil, Tiger shouldn't be here. He's got a sprained leg XD

Wrenpaw looked around the area uncomfortably. There were so many new cats, and he wasn't quite sure what to do. Carefully, he took a seat next to a strange cat. "Hey there," he said quietly, hoping that it heard him.

ooc: Hush, Sunny. This'll take place before xD

Littlelight tried to ignore Stormpaw and turned to Sandwhisker. "So," he began, "How's WindClan been?"

Twistedfoot padded after his mother, his gaze flicking around at the other cats. Tension had been running high between the Clans; ShadowClan and WindClan, while ThunderClan and RiverClan were at odds. The warrior had no doubt that another aurgement between leaders would break out, but he wondered what the reason would be this time. As he walked, he narrowed his eyes as he stared at the Tallrock and at Dewclaw ontop of it. Mossstar still wasn't well enough to lead ThunderClan? However, he soon took notice of a ThunderClan cat sitting where the deputies sat, and his heart sank. If there was a new deputy of ThunderClan...then that had to mean that Mossstar had died. The grey and white warrior shook his head with a soft sigh. What a shame; Mossstar had such a long leadership ahead of him.

Badgerpaw however, didn't take notice of the tension that the Clans had been holding for the last few moons as he bounded along next to his father with a large smile. While the apprentice felt that he should of been a warrior by now, he didn't exactly care about the 'paw' part either. He would get his name when he was good and ready, but  he was  just hoping his siblings wouldn't get it before him...He shook his head with a sigh, before flicking his gaze around the clearing. It was time for him to finally meet somebody from the other Clans. He didn't see anybody that stood out to him, so he carefully took a seat by himself and wrapped his tail around his paws. Hopefully somebody would join him.

Hawkpaw noticed only the Riverclan apprentice say hi to her, and then turn his attention to another cat. She huffed and looked back. There was Badgerpaw also. She bounded over to her younger sibling. "Hi"

Stormpaw watched the Windclan apprentice leave and turned to Sandwhisker. "Hi Sandwhisker"

Falconfang followed his leader into the clearing, sighing a bit wearily as he trudged towards his spot below the Great Rock. He wasn't feeling all that tremendous, but he knew it would pass before too long. Gazing up at the Rock, he frowned when he saw Dewclaw standing once more where Mossstar was supposed to stand. This was the third Gathering in a row that he had missed, and the Windclan deputy was suspicious that perhaps there was more to this than Thunderclan was letting on. Perhaps this was finally the Gathering that the rest of the clans were clued in on their struggle within.

Sandwhisker cocked his head curiously at Littlelight. "I don't know. I would guess WindClan is doing alright, since they look okay." Did Littlelight forget his own Clanmate? Maybe he should spend more time with his Clan than with Abby, the she-cat from the farms he had met a few moons ago. That thought alone made him feel ashamed of himself for not being completely loyal to RiverClan. He looked at Stormpaw, wondering if they even saw each other on a daily basis. What in StarClan's name have I been doing?

The sound of pounding paws announced the arrival of ShadowClan.

The proud leader leaped gracefully into the clearing, her pelt almost like another night sky with the full moon shining down on the soft coat. Nightstar, clearly marked because of her pelt, made her way over to the Greatrock. The leader calmly made her way through the beginning of the crowds, after that, she leaped up to her spot on the large rock. Only greeting the other leaders with a flick of her ear.
Her blue eyes watching everything, taking in massive detail. Nightstar didn't know why, but she had felt more and more paranoid day by day.

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Luckily for the larger apprentice, Bristlepaw, WindClan had gotten there earlier then last time. Thus, meaning that he was able to claim his spot in the clearing without much trouble at all. Besides the occasional bump and trip. 'Well, I can't be extremely tall. I am from WindClan after all...' A small frown settled on his muzzle. Now where was Snowpaw?

ooc: sorry, for some reason I thought sandwhisker was wc xD

Hailstorm sat some-what farther than the other medicine cats and he just lowered his head and his ears, watching the others. He got into his upset mood again and he didn't want to speak to others. He just wanted to get this over with and be alone again. He also thought there was too many cats here. He sighed, and wrapped his tail around his paws.

Ravenpaw looked around. She growled unhappily as a cat knocked into her. Ugh these stupid gatherings with these stupid cats. She growled once more, and took a spot in the front, pushing others out of the way to get there. She sat down, glaring at the others.

Heatherpaw followed in with the rest of the WindClan apprentices, twisting his head around to make sure he took in everything. He had always been told that gatherings were good for getting to know how other Clans worked, so he would make sure to not put that chance to waste.

Goldpaw looked at the other apprentices he felt nothing. He was very quiet and kept to himself but decided to talk to someone. "Hi." Goldpaw said to a windclan apprentice. "I'm Goldpaw and you are?"

OOC: Hello Shiny! Just for clarification this windclan apprentice is Heatherpaw I just didn't know what he/she looked like.

OoC: He's a pale ginger tabby.

IC: Heatherpaw turned his head towards the strange apprentice. "Oh, hi." He replied. "I'm Heatherpaw from WindClan. You're... ThunderClan, right?" He asked, sniffing Goldpaw, "This is my first gathering, so I havent really gotten all the Clan scents down to memory yet."