January Gathering 2015

Following his leader like he would in any other gathering, Rockfall padded behind Breezestar silently as he watched the bright heavenly Starclan warriors twinkle above him. The deputies clear amber gaze flickered to the pine trees where snow had covered the branches and slightly covered over the thick leaves and bristles of the sharp needles that had prickled him once before. Rockfalls ears perked as he watched Breezestar leap onto the great rock with Thrushstar, Falconstar, And Spottedstar but still no sign of Sunstar or Riverclan. Padding over too his seat where all deputies sat, he nodded his heads in greetings as he sat and watched silently.

Daisysong quickly padded after the rest of her clan, the calico blinking as she saw Shadowclan being the only ones there since the clan was usually the last one to arrive, her tail gently twitched as she watched other clans pouring into the clearing and taking their own seats. Her gaze flickered around as she noticed a nice empty seat close by, padding over to her seat she curled her tail around her paws and groomed her chest.

Jayclaw followed after Fennelcloud settling down besides her with a smirk a certain look of rebellion shining in his deep blue eyes.

Occ; Blah blah lame post for Jayclaw Fallensnows there to she proofed besides Daisysong or Whitepaw If kitty posts uvu and Frostcloud would poof besides Otterfur if Darky posts D8

Blazingpaw raced into fourtrees, following his leader. It was this apprentice's first gathering. He looked around, wide-eyed at all of the other clan cats. The ginger tom spotted a familiar face. He padded over to Fennelcloud. "Hi, Fennelcloud," Blazingpaw greeted as he shivered in the cold.

Not exactly expecting to hear her name, Fennelcloud jumped slightly as her head whirled around to face the cat that called to her, and it just so happened to be that mouse-brained Thunderclan apprentice. Glaring at him, her tail lashed back and forth, hoping that Jayclaw would help her out a little bit. "What do you want?" she asked.

Muming curses at himself, the Tom led his Clan into the clearing a bit swifter than usual. They usually always got there quick, but now he got them there last. Not third, not forth, last. So flicking his tail quickly to motion to his Clan to go on into the clearin, Sunstar bounded to the top of Great Rock with a brief nod of greeting to the other leaders. Quickly, he took his spot beside all the leaders and waiting for he Gathering to begin.

((Don't judge, sucky post cause on phone and rushing...))

Ooc- late I know

Ic- Maplecloud's paws flung clods of dirty snow as he ran along with the rest of his clan. His Leaf-Bare long fur blocked against most of it, but his chest was now a light brown. Forcefully slowing himself as he slid down the slippery and snowy slope, he stopped at the base, paws numb once the heat of movement faded away. Gazing about, the Skyclan tom trotted over to Daisysong, and laid down beside her. He fluffed his brown tail against the cold while he waited for the Gathering to begin, cleaning his chest in the process.

Aren't I getting a bit old to come? Deernose pondered as he journeyed with his Clanmates. His muzzle was showing signs of silver fur, making his dark brown fur appear lighter. It worried him that, though he had been a loyal cat for many seasons, not once had he ever sired kits of his own. Maybe that would have been possible many seasons ago, but she was dead now. His black paws were beginning to ache when he woke on these frigid mornings, whether he had been on the evening patrol or not.
Speaking of his paws, they had stopped at the crest of the hollow, and were beginning towards his normal spot in the back, where a low-growing bush supplied warmth to the slim tom. His orange-flecked eyes glimmered in the dim light as he watched the other cats mingle. Where's everyone from back then? Have they died without my knowing?

Here comes someone who isn't worried about their family line or anything. Except she doesn't know how frustrating it is to keep up with all her relatives. Enter: Pebblelight. While her paws flew across the snow, her mind did not recognize the chill seeping into her soft gray paws. The Windclan she-cat was too lost in pensive thought, as usual. Maybe she'd make an actual friend today, possibly from another clan.

Foxfang came too. He was cold both physically and socially. The end.

"Why look at that, it's past the anniversity of my mother's death. How wonderful," Ashcloud muttered sarcastically under his heaving breath. Once he arrived, the small Riverclan tom made sure to check that his last non-Riverclan decsendant was still alive. Yep. Still alive and well. Striding through the throng of cats, Ashcloud sat among his Clanmates and waited for the leaders to speak, looking out for any familiar face.

Ooc2: why do my characters never have friends or acquaintances

SweetPaw smiled happily looking around at the gathering. There were so many cats there. She couldn't wait to hear what each clan had to say. Maybe they'd talk about wars or maybe kits? No not kits.

Shimmerpaw followed her leader into the clearing. The she-cat looked around at all of the cats. Smells from different clans drifted into her nose. Whoa! This is so cool! Shimmerpaw sat down and waited for the gathering to start.

Blizzardsky stepped into the clearing, gazing at the surrounding cats. He gazed up at Thrushstar and the others, tail swishing. His black and white fur rippled in the moonlight, a light breeze ruffling his pelt. He settled next to his Clanmates, waiting for the Gathering to begin. Many scents were mixed together, making Blizzardsky scrunch his nose in disgust. Especially with a few RiverClan cats not too far from him, the smell made the tom want to gag.

Sablefur yawned as she waited for a leader to speak, distracting herself by scanning the nearby cats. There were many familiar and unfamiliar faces, but she shrugged them off. However, the sheer number of cats overwhelmed her a bit, despite attending Gatherings before. The brown she-cat noticed that one of the cats was about to speak, so she tuned in, ears careening with interest.

Well, since no one was going to begin... Falconstar stepped forward and looked over the gathered cats before speaking. "WindClan is as prosperous as ever. We continue to grow strong while keeping an eye on our borders. We found badgers on the moors, but they were successfully chased out. We are not sure as to where they are heading, but you all would be wise to watch for signs of them. Also, my previous deputy, Snoweye, is sadly no longer with us. We mourn her loss, though we welcome WindClan's new deputy, Thornclaw. " He stepped back after that. There wasn't much to report. Besides the badgers, anyway. Things were more peaceful than before, or at least it seemed that way. He was fine with that. No need to risk anything at the moment.

Upon hearing Falconstar mention Thornclaw's deputyship, the tabby lifted his chin and allowed his pride-filled murky green gaze to scan the cats attending the gathering. Even though he was proud to be serving as WindClan's deputy, he mourned for Snoweye.

OOC: Short post because...pineapples.

Seeing that no one else was stepping forward, Thrushstar took Falconstar's place. "Shadowclan is doing well. Prey has still been plentiful, at least as plentiful as it can be in the middle of leaf bare thanks to Starclan. We are growing in numbers with several new kits and apprentices as of late as well as a couple of new warriors." Just as the Windclan leader, there wasn't much to report. Leaf bare had been going fairly well for Shadowclan.

Blazepaw sat with the group of apprentices from Thunderclan and waited for his leader to announce how their clan was doing during the bare leaf season.