August Gathering 2024

Owlcall and Ravenfall padded into the gathering together, following shortly after their leader. The brothers soon settled into a spot among the growing crowd, not really paying any mind to others around them aside from their siblings. Eyes glancing to them on occasion to make sure they all stayed safe.

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Harespring followed after Wolfstar, a little discontent with being here but he felt the need to support his family, even though he knew that they could take care of themselves. Maybe it was a bit of paranoia after losing all of his siblings in a short time but at least this seemed to settle it for the most part.

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Blackpaw trotted happily among the Thundeclan cats, standing among the largest of them despite the fact that she was an apprentice. Her wild cat nature was strong, and her stature showed it. Without a car, the black apprentice settled among the cats waiting on the gathering to begin.

All of my characters are open to talk.

Sunflare could almost feel the unease that radiated off of the young SkyClan tom as he walked by. The cinnamon ShadowClan warrior broke from his companions and approached Harespring. “Greetings, young one. Pardon the intrusion, but you seem troubled. I know you have no reason to trust me, but I am willing to lend an ear.”

Sunflare has approached Harespring.


Sageroot smiled and returned the greeting. “Oh, hi! I’m Sageroot, um, you might have known that. Right. Sorry, I forget I’m a deputy sometimes. Anyway, it’s nice to meet you! It’s been forever since I’ve had someone other than the deputies to chat with.”

Sageroot is talking to Swiftheart.

"Thanks, Smokeytimber." Briarpatch couldn't help but smile as her brother came to sit beside her. "Knew you'd take time out of your busy warrior schedule to congratulate me eventually." She couldn't help a snicker as she teased him, though wasn't offended in the slightest by him not being among the first to congratulate her after the ceremony.

"Not keen on socializing out here, huh?" She asked, glancing around at the ever-growing crowd.

Briarpatch is talking to Smokeytimber.

Falconmoon was quiet as he took his seat among the other deputies. He still carried himself with dignity and walked with pride, but he had little to say. The entire last moon had been a blur of teenage angst and older warriors telling him what a brat his kit was.

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Sagefeather is sick.

Auburnrain said "to hecc with this gathering."

Snowpaw didn't want to wake up, not handling the heat well.

Asmodeus has better things to do.

Eaglefly glanced at his apprentice who appeared to be in a huff over all this. He couldnt help but feel a sly smile slide over his face once more as he tried to bite his tongue not to laugh. She just looked so funny when she got mad.

He had to look away and fake a cough for a second before nodding, "huh? ahh well it gives the leaders something to do makes em feel important I guess"

he slyly looked over at her, "say?? Do you have something on your pelt again? He was sure he wouldnt be able to get his appretnice with the same trick twice ... but he was honestly just as bored as she was with this thing and just wanted to see her reaction to it. Truely he was becomign more relaxed around her and saw her as a friend again like he used to see Cloudypetal his old apprentice.


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Swiftheart purred with a slight friendly laugh, "Yeah! You are like famous now! And, its really nice to meet you too. I hope thunderclan is well and all." she purred enthused and meaning well

Sageroot chuckled a little. “Yeah, it’s a lot of work though. I mean, picking the right mentor for each apprentice is a lot harder than it sounds, and I now have to watch my reputation. Still, I don’t think I’d trade places with you. I love my clan, and my job. I’m sure you feel the same for yours.”
Sageroot is talking with Swiftheart.

Mistypaw remained blissfully unaware of her faux pas. She nodded politely as the other cat, apparently a warrior, spoke. “You’re already a warrior? And Leopardwind is such a cool name! I like how it shows off your clan pride. Maybe I’ll be Mistysky!”
Mistypaw is still talking at Leopardwind.

“Oh come on,” Mistypaw mewed. “I mean, best clan? Really? SkyClan’s so great everyone wants to join! My mom left ShadowClan to be a SkyClan cat, and there’s this one cat who I think used to be a rogue. And our territory? The best. The only thing that’s not amazing about it is how far we have to walk to get here. And, and, we train enough med cats for the whole forest! I think I’ll stick with SkyClan, thanks.” Mistypaw jabbered on, completely unfiltered.

Mistypaw is being way too friendly with Leopardwind.

StarClan was cruel. It was one of the first things Silverdusk had come to realise, and with every moon that passed her hatred for them was solidified more and more. Now Fogkit had been stolen from them too. They had done everything right and yet it hadn’t been enough to keep her son alive. Her perfect beautiful son with his bright blue eyes and his silver moon coat. A son, that Wiggleworm would not meet in this lifetime. Silverdusk could not take it any longer. Gathering after gathering they had tried and failed to find answers. They needed Wiggleworm, or at least needed answers.

Was it cold of them to come to this decision so soon after the death of their child? To leave the rest of their litter alone? Was it worse that they found themself not caring if it was perceived that way? Fogkit had died despite her refusal to return to the warriors, despite never straying from, despite every obsessive measure the molly had taken to ensure they were safe, to shield them from the world, he had died. It was the worst wake up call Silverdusk had ever received, but one they could not ignore. It was StarClan’s cruelty that had taken her child, but The Now that guided her forward. At the base of the great rock she spied the WindClan deputy and another unfamiliar cat. Their gaze hardened, and with a dismissive flick of her tail, she strode towards them. Simple clan cats could not help the warrior, but maybe someone with a little more insight could.

”Am I interrupting?” said Silverdusk, gaze flickering between Rapidfire and the cat she had now identified as a RiverClanner “There is something important I wish to discuss with you, Rapidfire- your input is welcome too, RiverClanner. My name is Silverdusk, in gatherings past there has been the mention of missing cats, my mate and my niece are the ones that disappeared from ThunderClan. I was hoping you might know something, it doesn’t matter what it is, I just want to know.” As they said the words though, the she-cat seemed to realise that their question was pointless. There were no WindClan cats missing, why would they even be looking.

Silverdusk is talking to Rapidfire and Sprucebark

Nettleweaver minaj pulled up in the automobile gangster with a bad b that came from sri lanka

will edit later, Nettleweaver is open to talk to

”Okay, I pull up.” said Viperpaw

also will edit later, Viperpaw is open to hurting people’s feelings

Swiftheart thought about Sageroot's response... was she happy in shadowclan?? Well kind of, there was a lot going on that was heavy for her to carry.  It was more difficult than she had ever remembered before. Was she happy here? She wasn't sure for certain, she supposed she was somewhat but not nearly as much as she used to be.

She gave a little nod and smile, she really liked sageroot, she seemed kind and extraverted, a bit like herself really.  "I'm really glad you like thunderclan, my brother Night went there. I had hoped to visit his resting place at some point" she meowed softly asking permission if she could do so seemed correct she thought, and hoped she wasnt impositioning the deputy to do so.

"Did you ever meet him?"

Swift is talking with Sage
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Sprucebark's eyes widened as he listened to Silverdusk's words.  "My son Elmstorm is missing too! I ... I have looked all over our lands for him but I cant find him anywhere... I am leaving soon on a journey to try and search for him outside of the clans" he meowed butting into the conversation, usually he was so polite and would not do that but it was about his missing son, if there was anything this silver cat had heard he wanted to know it.

"Perhaps your mate and your niece they are with Elmstorm?? he was very eager now, perhaps he had a sliver chance of finding his son on this journey he was going on soon.

"I leave for out of the clans soon, you could tell me their names and I can look for them too... and if your leader allows you could join me too if you so chose to do so"


Rapidfire watched but didn't interupt seeing as how the two of them were looking for lost friends and loved ones.

"Windclan has been lucky, we have not lost anyone lately, Coyote went to go look for her family but they were gone long before the more recent disappearing, if you see her out there please take care of each other, she is a calico

Rapid, Spruce and Silver are talking

“I only knew of him, really,” Sageroot mewed, “though I did know his kits, and one granddaughter of his as well. He wasn’t in ThunderClan for very long. I’ll talk to Acornstar about letting you see his grave, though. I don’t think we expected any of his kin to want to visit.”

Sageroot is talking to Swiftheart.

Mistypaw shook her head. “We’ve had a few departures,” she mewed. “Not by choice as far as I know though, with maybe one exception. Two of my siblings are missing, and I know they didn’t decide to leave.”

Mistypaw really needs to shut up.