May Gathering 2024

Snailpaw was silently sat near his fellow Riverclan cats as announcements happened, looking wide-eyed over at the others. He hadn't seen so many cats in one spot before, especially not so many cats from other clans. There really isn't a way he could get this experience anywhere else, at least not peacefully.

It was.. Nice. He was still wary, of course, his was his first gathering after all. But it was calming knowing it's unlikely for another to lash out in a lawless loathsome rage.

There wasn't much to do aside from chatting with fellow cats from his--or another--clan, and he wasn't really down to start a conversation..

Not like he cared that much, though. He was always content with quiet, and just being here was nice for him. Snailpaw would have a good experience here, whether he talked to someone or not.. But, it would be a nice bonus.

Eaglefly turned to look at Crakeburn who had joined him. "hmm yes and far fewer this moon in general as well" he whipered back - it did not look like windclan was the only clan to suffer recently in that regard either.

He missed his apprentice dearly Cloudy was gone too soon. As was many of their clanmates.

He leaned into her a little but only for a moment "I'm sorry about your dad... and your siblings I know how hard that is"

He looked away not able to meet her eye to eye after that.


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Sprucebark watched as his son claimed him as his true father and he was touched and felt the responsibility of it all that much more.

His gaze turned back to the loner who kept meowing his head off with empty threats. Sprucebark's eye twitched at the threat of him hurting elmpaw or finding him drown.

His own sister had been drown in the river and if it were not a gathering night he would have chased this good for nothing crow food eating tom away now.

He sat waiting for the leaders to begin... maybe this loner could join shadowclan seeing as how he already was attached with some of them Sprucebark thought.