January Gathering 2024

[rolling before cloudypaw is in attendance - my other cats are exempt because they are either too young or they are a rogue]

cloudypaw: 5

The member 'kieer' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 5

Was he the first one there? Tigerdance knew that there was an agreement upon arrival about meeting up at their arrival spot for the gathering, but he didn't think that he, and Windclan, would be the first ones there. Green eyes glanced around before he flicked his tail for Windclan to follow him further into the clearing. Eyes scanning for any sign of danger just in case. Satisfied he saw none, the leader moved to sit at the assumed center of the clearing, a spot where he figured the leaders would sit. Just small hill that sat above the surrounding area. Nothing like the great rock but it would do for what they needed.

The striped tom could feel anxiety bubbling in his stomach. His first gathering as leader.. How would it go? Would the clans be peaceful or would they fall into some sort of insult match? Regardless of how it went for the others he had his own things to report, at least before his illness got to bad again.

Rolling for sickness first for Galepaw: 2
Galepaw will exhibit mild symptoms of illness (-2 HP, -20 SP Debuff)
Galepaw

Galepaw had counted down the sunrises after he had been told he'd be allowed to attend this gathering. He had been talking about it for days with Cloudypaw, and now the night was finally here! He had spent all evening meticulously grooming his fur to look his best in front of the other clans, but that one tuft of fur on the top of his head just wouldn't smooth down.

My first gathering! he thought as he scrabbled through the snow after his clanmates. The night was chilly, the full moon high in the cloudless sky, silverpelt shining down on the WindClan cats as they loped through field and forest to reach the gathering spot by the lake.

Galepaw had heard the older cats talking about the gathering, too. He was unable to keep himself from thinking about it now: the clearing filled with seemingly endless amounts of cats, their pelts blending together in the shadows as they formed tight-knit groups to discuss clan news.

Remember, Galepaw, he had been reminded, you can talk to cats from the other clans, and make friends there, but do not tell them anything they don't need to know about WindClan. The full moon is a night of truce, but after tonight, we will be enemies once again.

Galepaw stood on a rise, Cloudypaw beside him, looking down into a moonlit clearing. The surrounding trees and brush had offered protection from the snow here, so it wasn't as deep as on the fields or the drifts in the forest. We're the first ones here, he realized with a start. As it should be! he decided, and marched fearlessly down into the clearing after Sootstorms, checking over his shoulder to make sure Cloudypaw was following his lead. WindClan is the best!

Galepaw tried to imagine what apprentices from other clans would be like.
Shadowclan, sneaky and cunning cats of dark coats, blending in with the night. He scanned the treeline on all sides, looking for a glint of ShadowClan eyes in the darkness, maybe they're already here and haven't revealed themselves.
SkyClan, weird cats who climbed trees and watch from above. He searched the branches of the trees above, maybe SkyClan is watching us now.
RiverClan, who love to swim and catch fish. Galepaw perked his ears in the direction of the nearby stream they had crossed on their way into the clearing. We should be able to smell them coming.
ThunderClan, proud cats who make their home under a canopy of branches, away from Silverpelt. Galepaw couldn't imagine living in such a cramped space. He felt so free on the open fields, confident that his ancestors were looking down on him each night. He scanned the treeline again, not sure which direction ThunderClan would appear from. His claws worked in and out of the frozen earth and his pelt itched with restless anticipation.
I can't wait to meet the other clans! I'll show them how strong WindClan has gotten.

Just then, he heard a twig snap and jumped to his feet to see a large she-cat make her way out of the trees and pad across the clearing to sit next to Tigerdance. He tasted the air and caught the strong scent of leaf mould, oak and a tinge of illness. He had patrolled the territory before, and this cat didn't share the scent of SkyClan, whom WindClan shared its borders with, and she didn't carry the scent of fish or water. If he had to guess, this large tortoiseshell she-cat belonged to either ShadowClan or ThunderClan, but he wasn't sure. More cats began to file into the clearing after her, and Galepaw's eyes combed over them with undisguised curiosity.

"She must be a leader," he whispered into Cloudypaw's ear. He sat up stright, puffing his chest out slightly and perking his ears, trying his best to look healthy, alert, and strong to represent his clan.

Galepaw is open to conversation!

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The member 'uwubers' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 2

Eaglefly followed his leader into the place that the gathering was going to be, it was strange: not meeting in the familiar 4-trees. Really made one question why it was 4-trees when there were 5 clans didn't it? Perhaps skyclan should be in charge of planting a fifth tree if they ever did get back home.


Shaking these silly thoughts aside Eaglefly looked around alert, he needed to lay off the jokes and jester for now.

Besides he had an apprentice to look after now too! This was gonna be her first gathering, an interesting first to be certain.


"Cloudypaw!?" he called for her. Hmm where had she gone off too anyhow?

He glanced around and soon saw Galepaw her brother. The two of them were inseparable most of the times, a really good thing. It made him momentarly remember Jay his own brother before just as quickly trying to rebury that memory not wanting it to hurt any more than it already did.


He went over to Galepaw instead since he must know where Cloudypaw had gone off to. "Galepaw" he meowed playfully and gave the apprentice a friendly nudge and paw at his shoulder. "you seen cloudypaw?" he asked tilted head. He really was trying to be a good mentor and didnt want to loose his apprentice on the first gathering

Goldengale had kept pace alongside her apprentice for much of the journey here, but he seemed to want to stick close to his sister, and maybe he wouldn’t want her hanging around the whole time? Ah, who was she kidding, of course he would want her around; and need her too, maybe, ‘cause sure as scat she wouldn’t let him near any of the other Clans right now. He needed to learn how awesome WindClan was before he made any other acquaintances, huh?

Instead of galloping off to slam her shoulder into Pantherpaw’s side, Goldengale hung around her apprentice. “Excited for your first Gathering, kid? That’s ThunderClan’s leader, uh… Murkystar, up there on the rock.”

Egretflight, another Clanmate, meandered over asking about Cloudypaw. Hadn’t she been here a moment ago? “She’s around here somewhere, right?”

Goldengale is talking to Galepaw and Eaglefly, as well as probably Cloudypaw if she’s nearby.

Daisypaw padded wearily into the clearing, keeping a careful eye on her sick clanmates who had been too stubborn to stay home. She watched as Tigerdance and Sootstorm headed towards the center of the clearing, were medicine cats supposed to sit together? She didn’t see any familiar pelts yet. With a rattling sigh, the bi-colored molly weaved through her dispersing clanmates, attention split between the small hill and looking for any of her classmates who might be struggling after the journey here.

Daisypaw is wandering through her clanmates, looking slightly confused

“It’s Mottlestar.” Tallshadow wheezed, looking half-dead on his paws from the trek. He flicked his long striped tail over Goldengale’s nose. “Enjoy your first gathering, Galepaw.” He said warmly, before meeting the large she-cat’s gaze. “I’ll be over here if you get bored.” He briefly pressed his pelt to his sister’s before leaving her to her mentor duties. He found a quiet spot to lay down that still had a good view of the small rise the leaders had chosen as an underwhelming stand-in great rock. With his long legs tucked neatly under him, the tall warrior settled down to preserve his feeble strength and wait for the gathering to begin.

Tallshadow is sick but open to interaction

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Crocusfrost padded in after her leader, sticking close to her sickly mentor until she was forced to split off from her, making it clear her status as a warrior and not one of those who held an elevated position. Turning on her paw, she scanned the slowly growing crowd and spotted a somewhat familiar face, a Windclanner that she had come to blows with once before. She had no ill will towards the tom, but she wondered if he understood the situation and held none towards her. She doubted it. Regardless, now would be a good time to settle any ill feelings. The small crowd gave her little to no issue as she made her way to Tallshadow, finally having grown fully since he had seen her last.

"It must not be Tallpaw anymore. May I know your new name?" She asked politely, settling herself into a sit next to the Windclan cat.

Firefly would have rather stayed behind, her wet cough now becoming more of an annoying and exhausting experience. The fallen snow only adding to the irritation as she slowly stalked in behind her clan, her short fur soaking up whatever warmth it could from the throng of ThunderClanner's walking around her. The only reason for coming was to keep an eye on both her mother and (especially) Acornstem.

The russet warrior did not go any further as her the clan came to a halt, her legs giving out as she plopped into the snow. A bit embarrassed, she chose to pretend that she had laid down willingly, crossing her paws over one another with a face of stone.

Firefly is open to talk to!

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Vinecrawler flicked his tail in admiration that Mottlestar had chosen to even lead ThunderClan to the gathering, the stench of sickness enveloping her. But just quick as his attention had been on Mottlestar, it moved to his sister as she peeled away from the leader to join the crowd. His large body pushed past anyone in his way, simply making it others faults for not seeing a boulder coming at them and parting to make room.

He didn't say a word as he came to a halt beside his sister and her... Friend? Brown eyes stared down at the lanky tom in silence, unblinking as he waited for a name with mild interest.

Vinecrawler is observing Crocustfrost and Tallshadow!

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Heatherberry's eyes were half closed as she absently wandered in amongst her clan. Every step felt heavier than the last, her sniffles turning into tiny icicles that she couldn't be bothered to wipe away anymore. Her once rich, black pelt had begun to sprout gray hairs as the stress of StarClan being insufferable in her dreams took its toll on her. Her peaceful and happy facade was barely hanging on by a thread as her eyes wandered the crowd as she took a seat near the leaders, looking for any sort of distraction...

Landing on one WindClan medicine cat she had only recently met: Daisypaw. At first, she wasn't going to say anything as she watched the young molly grow increasingly confused. She hadn't asked (or even had the mind to ask) at the half-moon gathering but... Why was there only one of them? Who was training the young cat? Did she have any help at all...? Her tail lashed behind her in frustration, torn between her kind-hearted nature and the grievance she had against WindClan. "..." Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she rose to her paws once again, target locked onto the WindClan apprentice.

"Do you need help?"

Heatherberry is talking to Daisypaw!