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Mar 26, 2015 10:57AM
This is where all the cats from all clans meet.
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Goldenstar nudges forward, looking for other clan cats recognizable. Finally, she spots Clawface. She was talking with another cat from ThunderClan.
Nightpaw saw Goldenstar and walked over to her, sensing something was off.
looking into the distance, Goldenstar doesn't notice that Nightpaw creeped up behind her.
Goldenstar, nightpaw said, its a pleasure to finally meet you!clawface broke off with the ThunderClan she was talking to and started walking towards Goldenstar.
Goldenstar smiled tiredly and responded, It has been many moons, nightpaw. But newleaf is finally upon us. Many of our cats are recovering from harsh winds. How is your clan?
Goldenstar nods her head toward Clawface in respect, then turns her attention toward Nightpaw.
Goldenstar nods her head toward Clawface in respect, then turns her attention toward Nightpaw.
Suddenly, Goldenstar collapses, and Willowleaf, SHadowClan's medicine cat rushes forward.
"Looks like she's out for the night. Doesn't seem she got much rest the past few moons. Find her deputy at once and take Goldenstar home. This is urgent, so we have to do it quick." Willowleaf looks concerned toward Goldenstar.
"Looks like she's out for the night. Doesn't seem she got much rest the past few moons. Find her deputy at once and take Goldenstar home. This is urgent, so we have to do it quick." Willowleaf looks concerned toward Goldenstar.
Nightpaw shifted from feet. OK I guess, she replied.
Clawface ran to Goldenstar and saw that she must have not slept for weeks, and she needed to get a herb from her place.
Willowleaf gathered all her herbs and went into the little clearing behind the Gathering to treat Goldenstar.
Suddenly, Goldenstar stumbles up and says, I'll survive. But is the gathering over? Willowleaf shushes her down, and gives her all the necessary herbs.
-After_
Neverstar and her ShadowClan cats were first to arrive. She took her place on the Rock.
Neverstar and her ShadowClan cats were first to arrive. She took her place on the Rock.
Goldenstar enters the Gathering, waiting for her troop of cats. As her cats enter, she realizes they are the second ones here. "Well, I guess we can wait for the other clans." Goldenstar says as she hops up onto the rock where Neverstar stood.
Sharpbark sat down at the base of the Rock. Echoshine was a bit farther back, waiting for RiverClan.
Silverstorm stood next to another cat from ShadowCLan. She decided to start sharing tongues. She saw Sharpbark a little more up, sitting with Echoshine. She turns her head to the SHadowClan. "Hey, I'm Silverstorm. WHo are you?"
Sharpbark lowered his head. He hated Gatherings. Before, he could barley wait for them, for a chance to see Lightshadow, but now all he could think about was his kit.
Dapplemoon looked around the clearing for a bit. Her face lit up when she spotted Echoshine.
"Echoshine!" she mewed, taking a place next to the WindClan medicine cat.
"Oh, Dapplepaw! How are you?" Echoshine purred, her stiff posture melting into a more relaxed position.
"Well, it's Dapplemoon now. Who'd of thought I'd make it through training?" Dapplemoon laughed. Echoshine joined in.
Dapplemoon looked around the clearing for a bit. Her face lit up when she spotted Echoshine.
"Echoshine!" she mewed, taking a place next to the WindClan medicine cat.
"Oh, Dapplepaw! How are you?" Echoshine purred, her stiff posture melting into a more relaxed position.
"Well, it's Dapplemoon now. Who'd of thought I'd make it through training?" Dapplemoon laughed. Echoshine joined in.
On the other side of the clearing, Flamelight was talking to a cat who had introduced herself as Silverstorm. "I'm Flamelight." He sat up straighter, proud of his warrior name.
Neverstar, perched high on her rock, tried to engage Goldenstar in conversation. "How are you, Goldenstar?" she asked, her orange eyes glittering in the deepening twilight. The moon was up and shining already, a rarity, and there was enough time for RiverClan and ThunderClan to arrive.
Neverstar, perched high on her rock, tried to engage Goldenstar in conversation. "How are you, Goldenstar?" she asked, her orange eyes glittering in the deepening twilight. The moon was up and shining already, a rarity, and there was enough time for RiverClan and ThunderClan to arrive.
Goldenstar looked at Neverstar. "Very well, why thank you. A couple new apprentices and a new warrior. How about you?"
Silverstorm looked at Flamelight. "Flamelight, what a lovely name. How are you? WHat is your role in ShadowClan?"
Silverstorm looked at Flamelight. "Flamelight, what a lovely name. How are you? WHat is your role in ShadowClan?"
Neverstar smiled. "All new warriors. In fact, Flamelight was recently made a warrior. I'm very proud of him."
Flamelight saw his mother give him a warm smile. He returned it. "I'm a warrior," he told Silverstorm. "And my mom's clan leader. What do you do in WindClan? Are you a medicine cat?"
Flamelight saw his mother give him a warm smile. He returned it. "I'm a warrior," he told Silverstorm. "And my mom's clan leader. What do you do in WindClan? Are you a medicine cat?"
On the other side of the clearing, Echoshine and Dapplemoon continued chatting. "How's everything in RiverClan? I'm forever running out moss," Echoshine said happily. She was glad to see her old friend, but she was wondering where Ravenleaf was.
"Oh, we have plenty of moss," Dapplemoon purred. "Just stop by anytime, I'd be happy to give you some."
Echoshine decided to voice her thoughts about Ravenleaf. "Dapplemoon, where's Ravenleaf? Isn't she coming?"
Dapplemoon shut her eyes. "She's… She's with StarClan now."
"No," Echoshine whispered, her excitement immediately quieted. "I'm sorry for your loss, Dapplemoon, I really am." She ran her tail comfortingly down Dapplemoon's spine.
"Our loss, Echoshine. She was your friend as much as mine." Dapplemoon's ear twitched.
"You knew her better than I," Echoshine mewed. "She was your family, but she touched both of us. Ravenleaf was strong to the end. She was a good friend and medicine cat, and she deserved to meet a peaceful end. She's probably back with her family in StarClan, gathering herbs."
Dapplemoon sniffed, trying to hold her tears back. The words were some comfort, but she still hurt. With a quick sob, Dapplemoon buried her head in Echoshine's pelt.
"Oh, we have plenty of moss," Dapplemoon purred. "Just stop by anytime, I'd be happy to give you some."
Echoshine decided to voice her thoughts about Ravenleaf. "Dapplemoon, where's Ravenleaf? Isn't she coming?"
Dapplemoon shut her eyes. "She's… She's with StarClan now."
"No," Echoshine whispered, her excitement immediately quieted. "I'm sorry for your loss, Dapplemoon, I really am." She ran her tail comfortingly down Dapplemoon's spine.
"Our loss, Echoshine. She was your friend as much as mine." Dapplemoon's ear twitched.
"You knew her better than I," Echoshine mewed. "She was your family, but she touched both of us. Ravenleaf was strong to the end. She was a good friend and medicine cat, and she deserved to meet a peaceful end. She's probably back with her family in StarClan, gathering herbs."
Dapplemoon sniffed, trying to hold her tears back. The words were some comfort, but she still hurt. With a quick sob, Dapplemoon buried her head in Echoshine's pelt.
Inkpaw had arrived with Riverclan, happy to see everyone. A sad looking warrior was sitting alone. She walked over to him. "What's your name? I'm Inkpaw. From RiverClan."
When the cat didn't answer, she gently placed her paw on his. "You seem sad." She smelled the Windclan scent on this cat. "What's your name?" she tried again.
"Sharpbark," the deputy responded. He didn't want to talk, especially not with this RiverClan cat. The fishy smell reminded him too much of Lightshadow.
"You seem very upset about something. Care to tell? It helps, you know," she mewed.
Silverstorm smiled at the newly made warrior. "Well, congratulations on being a newly made warrior! No, I'm a warrior. Our medicine cat is Echoshine."
"I'd rather not talk about it. Too personal," Sharpbark replied smoothly, his voice made of steel.
Flamelight grinned. "So what do warriors do in WindClan? Beside hunt rabbits, I mean."
Goldenstar looked at Neverstar. "Well, congratulations to your son. I haven't had any kits yet, but I wish at sometime I would so that I would be proud of them as you are proud of your son."
"Thank you," Neverstar replied. "He's all I have now since my mate died. But kits are amazing. A little bundle of joy, no matter what. I still can't really see Flamelight as a grown warrior. To me, he will always be my son." She smiled. "It looks as though ThunderClan and RiverClan aren't coming. Do want to wait a bit more or start without them?"
Goldenstar looked at Neverstar. "I believe we should. It's not right if we do not wait for them. Imagine if we were the ones coming late."
"That would be… embarrassing." Neverstar straightened, her eyes flashing. Her gray pelt shone faintly in the moonlight, the dark patch over her eye turning a deep, dark black. "Yes, let's wait."
Goldenstar sighed. "Well, I have heard…" As Goldenstar went through all the gossip, SIlverstorm was asking a bunch of questions.
"How does it feel like being the son of the leader? Are you excited to be a warrior? AM I asking too many questions?"
"How does it feel like being the son of the leader? Are you excited to be a warrior? AM I asking too many questions?"
"Well, mom doesn't have that much time, but we still do stuff together. Like a normal family. And yes, I'm excited to be a warrior. Also, no and yes, you are aren't asking me too many questions, but I don't really talking about myself," Flamelight said, trying to keep up with the questions.
Silverstorm stopped herself. "Sorry, I didn't know. It's just, I never knew a cat that had a leader as a parent." Silverstorm moved her head, toward Sharpbark, who was sharing tongues with another cat. He seemed sad, weird even, jumpy to get out of here. SHe wanted to go over there and comfort him, but she would rather leave him alone. Silverstorm went back to talking to Flamelight.
"Who's that?" Flamelight asked curiously, following Silverstorm's gaze. "He seems… disturbed."
Silverstorm's voice sounded tight when she explained about Sharpbark. "He's the deputy of WindClan. His name is Sharpbark. He ummm… well…seems disturbed." Silverstorm cast her eyes down. "Can I be open to you? Are you good at keeping secrets?"
"Oh, yes," Flamelight said softly. He leaned in, eyes wide.
Silverstorm sighed. "Well, I am in love with him. And…well…I guess he has some feelings for me too. But…it's confusing. Long story short, he had a love, she died, has mixed feelings, and I'm giving him some space. So, I don't know if I should move on…" Silverstorm shook her head.
"Well, don't give up," Flamelight advised. "If he has those feelings, nuture them. Grow it. I mean, you can't exactly blame him for being loyal to his first mate. Think about Graystripe. First he was with Silverstream, and when she died, he got through it and met… Millie, I think her name was…"
Silverstorm nodded. "Thanks Flamelight. You've been a good friend. I really needed some advice. WHat's going on in your Clan?"
"Erm… Well, um, yeah, we're great. Rat levels have been a bit high but nothing we can't manage." Flamelight felt awkward at the immediate change in subject.
Silverstorm felt the weird air around Flamelight. "Is everything okay?" she asked concerned.
"Well… um… the levels have been a bit high. Our elders have died and we lost a few good warriors to wounds." Flamelight shifted uncomfortably. One of those warriors had been his sister, Willownight, who had been made an apprentice a moon before him.
Silverstorm looked at Flamelight. "Umm... no I wasn't talking about that escapade. I mean, are you okay that we're talking about this? You seem uncomfortable."
"It's just that Willownight died," Flamelight said with an awkward smile.
Silverstorm's pelt grew a bit. "Umm... who is Willownight?" Her voice a bit on edge with jealousy.
"My sister," Flamelight said, surprised by Silverstorm's steely tone. "She was dragged into the Carrionplace by rats and died of wounds."
Silverstorm's cheeks burned hot with embarrasment. "oh...sorry. I thought that it was...you know...your mate..."
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