September Gathering 2015

OOC: Sorry, I'm a bit late...

IC: The gray ThunderClan-apprentice walked after the other cats and looked aroun with big eyes. I've never seen that many cats! They all smell so different! It was her first gathering so she was a little nervous of course. Silentkly she sat down next to some other apprentices and watched everything. Maybe I can talk to some cats from the other clans?

When Fishstar stepped back, Thrushstar took his chance to step up. He didn't have much to report, but everyone had to say something. "Shadowclan has had a good moon. There has been little to no trouble and Starclan has blessed us with several new apprentices and some new warriors. It's almost hard to keep count. Prey has been good." Just like the Riverclan leader, Thrushstar was short, sweet and to the point. There really wasn't much to say other than that.

As Thrushstar finished, Falconstar went up next. "Like ShadowClan, WindClan also has been blessed with an excellent moon, with the clan continuing to grow exponentially with plenty of new apprentices and warriors. We will continue to make sure our borders are kept safe." The senior leader stepped back after that, nothing more to say after that. Things had been calm lately, after all.

Spottedstar watched as the other went up and came back, all good news. She then took her turn and came up "Thunderclan has been doing well, with many new warriors and apprentices. Prey hasn't seemed to notice the cold and have been plentiful." with that she was done and stepped back. Nothing had arisen that needed to be discussed.

The white tom held back a sigh of relief when no leader challenged the other this moon. With Leaf Bare looming over them, battles would be foolish.

Darkpaw laughed softly at Rowanpaw's almost smitten look. If her mother saw that, neither of them would have tails by next moon! On instinct she looked back to ensure she was grumpily staring off the other way. The she-cat turned to see the few apprentices leaning into a warrior's fur, whose name she overheard was Smokepelt. "Evening," she mewed, dipping her head slightly before looking up towards the leaders while they spoke.