B E E C H C L A N
Such a small group accompanied Sorrelstar to the gatherin, and no cat quite knew why. Perhaps she had judged it best to let most of her clan stay and rest and recover from recent incidents, or perhaps some cosmic figure who controlled their lives was lazy and wanted not to control a whole hecking handful of cats. But whatever the reason, the weather was hot and practically unbearable, and those who had attended wished they were back at camp swimming in the river. Or at least Momo still did. The bobtail was panting as Beechclan finally made their way into the clearing, not overexerted but certainly overheated. She missed the water, it's cool touch against her felt as if she were floating in air. But air could never compare to her water- especially not muggy air like this! Why did I even ask to come? I could be late night fishing or exploring or- Oh yeah! Out of the corner of a sapphire eye, Momomoon caught sight of a certain medicine cat from a certain clan who she may or may not have seen on a certain day and subsequently had certain dreams. The she-cat had broken off from the group before Sorrelstar had even dismissed them and quite happily totted up to Honeyfur. "Hey Honey! You look nice tonight, you have an herb to keep from getting all ruffled and sweaty?" She chirped to the Thicketclan cat, grinning broadly. Anything Honeyfur had said previously had been forgiven and forgotten a while back. Hey, if you like the rude snappish type you have to be willing to put up with the rude and snappish!
Momomoon- Tagging Honeyfur
Sorrelstar squinted over at the tom addressing her. He was familiar, but didn't look like any of the leaders she was familiar with, unless she had already forgotten her allies faces? For a moment the leader was confused before her brain recognized the face as Foxfoot of Blueclan. In no time at all there was a large grin that the she-cat did not feel stretched across her muzzle. Blueclan was an ally, and one must keep up appearances after all! "We are doing well!" Sorrelstar purred in that too-high-to-be-quite-real way of hers, "Thanks to Blueclan's help in the war we are recovering quite well! And Blueclan? How is Tawnystar, is she here?"
Sorrelstar- Tagging Leaders' Rock
Malloweyes had made it her job to scout out potential converts in the midst of the gathering. The elder knew exactly what to look for; ambition- but not too much that it became self-righteous fanaticism. Self-loathing, that hunch to a shoulders that indicated you thought you were nothing. A simple flicker in the eyes that betrayed one's cruelty. And of course, there were those rare cats who simply seemed to be looking for her as trouble always did. In fact, she spotted one right now. "Why don't you go visit your friend Sharkfang? I have some business to attend to." Her warrior entourage grinned just as his namesake might before stalking off in search of a certain she-cat. Malloweyes simply padded up to her target and made herself clearly available. "You look lost my dear," she purred to Littlestep, "Perhaps I can help you find your way."
Spotting the more reasonable of the Shade Sisters plodding her way, Malloweyes raised her tan tail in greeting. "Ahh Nettlefoot, so pleased you could join us.I have so much news to share with you."
Malloweyes- Tagging Littlestep
Sharkfang gave the departing Nettlefoot a small, satisfied smile, thanking her for giving him and her sister some room. It was a good thing that she seemed to like him or Sharkfang would have likely been facing more scratches than he was willing to get this close to Thistlethorn. But here he was, very close and very alone with her, well, as one could be in a crowd of different cats of different clans. "Oh I'm glad you like, because I very much like what I see too," He dropped his purr to a low murmur, bringing his mouth down to Thistlethorn's ear once more before adding, "Hopefully we can arrange it sooner rather than later, red certainly is your color. Now-" The tom straightened up, and untwisting his tail from the she-cat's, lay it across her shoulders instead. "What would you like to do my dear? Get to know each other more? Terrorize a couple of apprentices? Find somewhere nice and quiet?"
Sharkfang- Tagging Thistlethorn