March's Gathering 2016

Finchpaw spotted Maizepaw, she got up and padded over to him "Is this your first gathering?" she asked beginning to sit down.

Lightfoot did what he did every moon: he followed WindClan into the clearing, looking around and noting who was there before them and who came after. Obviously WindClan had gotten there first, but it wasn't long before ShadowClan and ThunderClan came pouring in after. There was very little to fear from this Gathering; there were no current territory disputes and with the warming weather, there would be more food for each clan. But even with this knowledge, something felt off to the white tom. He couldn't shrug it off, only push it to the back of his mind when he saw his dear friend Emberleaf sitting alone. Lightfoot knew that medicine cats had their own place to sit, but her rather liked Emberleaf and preferred to sit with the ginger tom for just a little while before moving out of respect. The warrior trotted over and sat by the medicine cat with a pleasant greeting, saying, "Hello there! The Gathering this moon looks to be less hostile, yes?"

The ShadowClan deputy's spotted fur stood on end. He was tempted to shiver as well, but there was no clear reason why. Leopardfang shook his pelt out as if it would do him any good and carried on to the Great Rock, halting at the base with Ashwing of WindClan. Yes, he rather liked this new deputy and leader duo. They didn't give off the pompous air that Falconstar always had around him. He dipped his head respectfully to Ashwing and then looked momentarily at Thrushstar, a thought flashing across his mind that made him want to be up there with him. Thrushstar didn't and would never need the support, but Leopardfang still felt a hint of protectiveness. Never mind that. I must make sure ShadowClan seems as strong as ever. He looked back around the crowd and sat straight up, his black-tipped tail flicking against the grass. He didn't speak a single word.

The tabby apprentice, somewhat bigger but still considerably small, wandered vaguely through the crowd. She didn't want to be near her sister nor her brother. She'd known of the nasty scrap they'd gotten into a few nights before and didn't want to risk flaring their tempers. Tigerpaw settled into a comfy seat of springy grass and stared up at the Great Rock, looking with admiration at the three leaders.

Dreamleaf padded in almost beside Spottedstar. The calico Medicine Cat padded over to the spot that the Medicine Cats typically sat. The she-cat settled down and looked at Emberleaf.
"Good evening, Emberleaf!" Dreamleaf greeted enthusiastically. Dreamleaf noticed the loose posture of the Windclan Medicine Cat and gave a small frown.

Mothpaw padded along with WindClan, slightly annoyed at having to attend this gathering as an apprentice when he wished to be going as a warrior. What else did he need to do to prove himself? The lithe chocolate tabby sat down in the middle of the clearing, ears perked to pick up any interesting tidbits of conversation.

Cloverpool padded in and sat down.

Moonlight padded in her belly swollen with kits.

Foxpaw walked up to the fourtrees behind his leader and mentor, slightly dazed more than usual. He didn't feel good or comfortable at all, was something going to happen?


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Amberclaw now a warrior walked in proudly with his warrior name.

OOC: Shadowclan is here right 0-0 sorry if i got that wrong

Harepaw followed his leader to Fourtress, the scent of so many cats nearly made him dizzy. He searched through the crowd for anyone he knew, the sinister atmosphere was enough to tell him that he didn't want to be alone.

An ear twitched at the sound of someone talking directly to him. Emberleaf dragged his dull gaze up to look at who was addressing him, even though he already knew because he recognized the voice. The medicine cat couldn't help but smile at Lightfoot; he respected the warrior almost as much as the leader herself. Plus, Lightfoot was a great friend, and probably the best one Emberleaf had. "Ah, yes, Lightfoot, much less hostile. But...there is this odd feeling itching the back of my head. I can't help but feel so...down. Thank you for coming over, you made my day." He flashed another smile, before the Medicine Cat from Thunderclan came over. "Greetings, Dreamleaf, this is my good friend Lightfoot." If it were up to him, Emberleaf would make Lightfoot the leader. He'd be perfect for the job.

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Maizepaw's eyes perked as he saw a flash of movement out of the corner of his gaze. He looked over and smiled at Finchpaw. "Hey, Finchpaw," he purred. "Yeah, it is my first gathering. All these clans' scents are making me want to sneeze." He laughed slightly to try and cheer up the dark mood which had settled upon the gathering.

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Frozenflame padded into the clearing behind Thunderclan and found a spot amongst the intermixed clans. He looked around and noticed that most of the cats seemed to be a bit uncomfortable and anxious.

Finchpaw nodded "Same" she mewed looking at the leaders "I wondering how its going to go"

"Hello, Lightfoot," Dreamleaf smiled and dipped her head at the Warrior. Dreamleaf turned her head around and scanned the clearing for any sign of Stonepaw.

Gorsefeather followed behind the crowd, albeit slowly, his legs weren't doing that well these days. He'd always been an active cat, and the stress on his joints from leaping around the territory for herbs was showing itself in twinges as he walked. He greeted Dreamleaf with a nod, sitting down and taking his place underneath the Greatrock.

Pinedusk padded in a bit late behind his clanmates of Windclan and took a spot in the groups of mixed clans. He took notice to an older-appearing Thunderclan tom he'd seen before as Frozenflame. Padding over, he decided to speak to the tom. "Hiya," He greeted lazily.
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Silverfern rushed out with the Shadowclan cats, having just returned from her hideaway. She spotted Ashwing among the crowd and smiled slightly before taking a spot with the other medicine cats.

Kestrelstorm noticed his deputy sitting alone. With a sigh he broke away from his usual spot and made his way next to her. He awkwardly settled down, towering over her. He dipped his head, unsure of what to say. "My kits are coming soon." he said finally.

Ashwing was startled by a voice behind her. She whipped around to see Kestrelstorm there. "That's wonderful!" she breathed. "Congratulations! Oh, and Kestrelstorm... " the deputy lowered her head guiltily. " I'm so sorry for driving a wedge between you and your mate. I know I'm not the best deputy, and it should be you standing here with your mate, and..." The light gray she-cat shook her head. "I don't deserve this position, and I'm sorry for taking your place," she whispered in a voice only for him.

Shimmerheart just sat uneasily, watching warriors settling down. Some of them looked as anxious as she was, or unsettled and uncomfortable as if there was a burr in their pelts. Was StarClan trying to tell them something?

Ryestep grinned at Thinstripe. "I just hope RiverClan doesn't try to make trouble again."

Thinstripe nodded "Yes they seemed very..." she searched for the word "unusually" she mewed finishing