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Nebulaspeckle | Molly - Bishop - 53 Moons - Tagged: Aspenpelt (Secretum Stella)

Nebulaspeckle chewed over Aspenpelt's words as she explained Secretum Stella's unique method of gaining new members. ChessClan had taken in its fair share of rogues, loners, kittypets, and former Clan cats, but they weren't exclusively comprised of outsiders. ChessClan was a family, for better or worse, and every cat belonged. As Aspenpelt asked about ChessClan's name, Nebulaspeckle couldn't help but chuckle. "Chess is a game twolegs play. It's all about trying to capture the other person's king. You use pieces like pawns and rooks and bishops, using complex strategies to move across the territory and win. ChessClan is cunning and strategic, looking three moves ahead to ensure each strike is beneficial and not setting us up failure," she explained, not able to help the darkness creeping into her voice. ChessClan was strong and numerous, with a few important cats controlling everything while the other cats did their bidding in service of the greater good. Clan life was practically identical to the game of chess, so it was the most fitting name Nebulaspeckle had ever seen for a Clan.

Faondapple | Molly - Bishop - 56 Moons - Tagged: Bramblinglight, Chervilpaw (SeaClan)

"There will always be litters brought into the Clan in the aftermath of hard times. Cats need light to look forward to, and what is lighter than the thought of a new set of little ones running around camp and getting under every cat's paws? Soon you'll have a veritable army of kits, and you'll be longing for days of an empty nursery so you aren't running every time a queen thinks her kit has contracted some kind of new disease that is definitely going to kill them in mere moments or suffered the gravest of injuries that has them barely clinging to life," she paused, unable to stop her laugh. Mothers were so fiercely protective that Faondapple spent more time assuaging their fears rather than actually treating the light cough or thorn in the paw pad she was there to see. It kept her busy, but sometimes she wished cats would get it into their heads that kits are resilient little creatures. "Granted, such knowledge didn't stop me from fretting about Eftpaw every time she sneezed or yelped after getting caught in the brambles along the camp wall. I think at one point I convinced myself she had gotten greencough and was about to die, but she was really just hacking up a feather she'd accidentally swallowed when sharing a thrush with her father earlier that day," Faondapple snickered.

Lionceauroar | Tom - Knight - 56 Moons - Tagged: Antlerstrike (Court of Gardens)

"And to me it is baffling that a young cat is chosen on the day of their birth to be the next leader of your Clan. They never work alongside the bulk of the Clan, proving themselves by training apprentices and patrolling and hunting and earning our respect through hard work and dedication. No cat knows who will be chosen as deputy, but every time it is a well-respected cat who has proven themselves time and time again to the rest of us that they deserve the position. It seems like so much to burden a cat so young with, and they may not grow up to be the leader you need. Our Clans operate differently, and that's okay. Even if I think you're hare-brained for denying the possibility that any cat can be as deserving of leadership as opposed to a single pre-destined cat, I won't think poorly of your Clan," Lionceauroar explained. He couldn't imagine a kit spending every moment of their life with the looming knowledge that they would have to become the leader once their parents passed away. To him, it was as if the cat would spend their entire life waiting for their loved ones to die before they can ever achieve anything.

Wildbriar | Molly - Knight - 13 Moons - Tagged: Flameclaw (ChaosClan)

"We all do both. I'd get bored only hunting or only patrolling. I like to switch back and forth as my mood takes me," she purred. As Flameclaw promised to make sure ChaosClan attended every Gathering, Wildbriar couldn't help but chuckle. "There's definitely been moons when ChessClan hasn't attended. It all depends on how we're feeling, since it's entirely voluntary. We don't force any cat to go if they don't want to," she explained. She'd volunteered the second Richterstar had asked, ecstatic that she could finally attend. No cats had wanted to go the entire time she was an apprentice, so she had had to wait until she could make the decision for herself. She was lucky Nebulaspeckle and Lionceauroar had also wanted to come. And perhaps Faondapple, if the flash of a familiar pelt said anything. "I only know that ChaosClan is big. What are y'all like?" she asked.

JAGUARCLAN !!

Coatimundistar | Molly - Leader - 35 Moons - Tagged: Open

Coatimundistar paused to take a deep breath as the Gathering finally came into view. This was her first time presenting herself as a leader to any cat not in her Clan. Her mother had gone to several of these Gatherings, so how was she going to explain that she had taken over? That all nine lives had been ripped from her right before her eyes? That she had just stared helplessly as the rogues won? She shook her head to clear the dark thoughts, shuddering as Carneliansight stepped up beside her and leaned against her gently. Doepool approached her other side, sister to the cat who had saved her life. These two were exactly who she needed with her tonight, but she couldn't stop them from enjoying their time with old and new friends alike. "Go enjoy the Gathering. I'll be fine. I'll come find you if I need you," she murmured. As the two started off in their own directions, she forced her eyes to where the leaders were standing. It was now or never.

Carneliansight | Tom - Warrior - 64 Moons - Tagged: Meatloaf (KeyClan)

"Training a young cat is unlike anything else. They're so eager to learn that they'll even pick up your bad habits you aren't trying to teach them. They absorb everything around them like moss soaking up water. It's amazing how fast they grow, and just how fast that growth can come crumbling down with the right words or movements. I trained a molly named Minkebuzz, and I swear she has the exact same tendency to forget her tail while hunting that I do even though I spent moons telling her to make sure she remembered that her tail can give her away to her prey. It's so rewarding when you see them receive their full names, though. It makes all the aggravating moments worth it," he sighed wistfully. "I want another apprentice before I retire, but our nursery is a bit empty right now. Maybe if another litter or two are born, I'll take one on. I'd rather let the youngsters try their paw at it, though. They've still got some growing up to do," Carneliansight chuckled. There were a good few young cats in JaguarClan that needed to gain some more experiences before they could be fully trusted as warriors.

Doepool | Molly - Warrior - 35 Moons - Tagged: Open

Doepool's heart ached for Coatimundistar. Slothclaw had fretted over her for the past moon, and Doepool had started having worries of her own. She was holding up as a leader so far, but what if it all came crashing down? A cat could only endure so much, and Coatimundistar had to be reaching her limit. She took off soon after being told to, happy to put distance between herself and the leader. Tonight was supposed to be enjoyable, and she wouldn't have fun if she spent it close to her.

THE WEYRCATS !!

Glass | Molly - Wingleader - 61 Moons - Tagged: Open

Glass narrowed her eyes at Coconut and Ember. Ember's mentor, Ice, hadn't been able to come, and Coconut was happy to step up and take her place. "If either of you so much as step one paw out of line, you'll be cleaning out the elders' nests for two moons," Glass growled, pointing her nose at Ember. "I know you're young, but that's no excuse. Act like a proper cats, or you'll never leave the Weyr again," she snarled. She waved her tail and dismissed the two, turning towards the other deputies.

Coconut | Non-binary - Wing - 41 Moons - Tagged: Open

Coconut flinched as Glass threatened them, all too eager to take off once she was done. Ember was gone in a flash, and Coconut hurried to get as far into the throng as they could. They just wanted a nice, easy conversation to pass the time. They wanted to find someone that was nowhere near like Glass.

Ember | Molly - Weyrling - 9 Moons - Tagged: Pearpaw (PinyonClan)

"We don't live with the twolegs," Ember rolled her eyes. "We live near the twolegs. Most of us don't like interacting with them any more than you do, they're just closer to us than most other Clans. The kitchen is nice at night when there's no twolegs around. The fire is warm, especially during the colder moons," she sighed. Her mother had taken them to the kitchens one night just after being promoted to weyrlings. It was her favorite place, and it had quickly become Ember's as well. "Their food isn't bad either. They like to crush up various herbs and put on or in it. It adds so much flavor that some of my clanmates regularly steal food from them. They usually like us considering we keep the rodent population relatively low. They're happy we protect their food stores from being eaten by mice and such. They talk to each other and have all sorts of routines and rituals. They're honestly a lot like cats once you realize they're just doing their duty to help and protect each other every day," Ember's voice trailed off. The Weyrcats had a positive relationship with the humans of High Reaches Weyr, and she was beginning to realize how differently other cats viewed the creatures.

[Ryn11]

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Attending: Newstar, Glassfang, Sunstone, Oliveheart

Newstar 🌊 Leader | 39m | NB (they/them) | Tags: Promisedrose (Court of Gardens)


Newstar nodded. "We appreciate your vigilance. We have new clanmates that defected from the Crew and have told us terrible stories of their leader." They thought back to Copperleaf and lashed their tail. "But enough about that," they said with a glint in their eye. "Did you say you and Dustythorn had kits? How are they?"

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Glassfang 🌊 Deputy| 56m | F (she/her) | Tags: Promisedrose (Court of Gardens)


Glassfang zoned out as the conversation turned to small talk. She again cast her eyes over the dozens of cats surrounding them. Other leaders and deputies had settled nearby. Packs of apprentices weaved through the throng. She spied Sunstone and Oliveheart on the fringe talking to an older cat - she was glad to see they were sticking together.

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Sunstone 🌊 Medicine Cat | 68m | M (he/him) | Tags: Reese (Pinyonclan)


Sunstone purred at Oliveheart's reaction to meeting another former kittypet. The young tom had been making a lot of progress with his grief the last few moons. It may never fully leave him, the way Sunstone's own grief may never fully heal. But he was glad that Oliveheart was finding a new place to grow.

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Oliveheart 🌊 Warrior | 20m | M (he/him) | Tags: Reese (Pinyonclan)


Oliveheart could feel his face fall when Reese asked about his person. "N-no, my person-- She..." He took a steadying breath. "She died." He could feel himself start to shake, but Sunstone was right there with him. It's okay. "I was forced to leave home when she died. I miss her every day--" He cleared his throat. "B-but I'm eternally grateful to my clan for taking me in and helping me when I had no one." Oliveheart smiled bravely and hoped his voice didn't shake. "I'll always love my per-- my twoleg, and I love my clan."

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[ArtMajor]

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i just realized i hit post instead of preview a few hours ago im so sorry -skull-

[spookypuff]

secretum stella
may the stars watch over you

Mothstar | non-binary | 51 moons | leader | tags: Shadowmist (Keyclan)

When Shadowmist asked them a question, Mothstar blinked a couple of times, trying to get over the sudden whiplash of her rambling ending. Then, they took a breath, found some words and started explaining. "It's... stellar, to say the least." They let out a little huff at the unintended pun, and continued. "You see, back when I was with my old clan... something happened. I don't know what exactly - I wasn't one to go looking for trouble or anything, and I wasn't one of the cats involved - but it was bad. And, you know, once someone does something horrifying, it's only a matter of time until the others follow... My mate, Dapplesplash, and I were some of the few survivors. We were split apart due to the fighting, but she found her way to my clan." Mothstar dipped their head and smiled slightly, thinking of their lovely mate and two beautiful kits back at the camp. "Anyways, I founded Secretum Stella. I had been traveling with a group of outcasts, and decided that they - outcasts - needed a place to stay. So, that's our deal. No matter what somebody's running from, we'll run alongside them." Mothstar swished their tail and spoke once more. "Ahhh.... rambling, huh? Guess I'm prone to that as well." They let out a chuckle. "However, I'm quite certain your post is well-deserved. Based off of my experience and our conversation, leaders choose the deputies that suit the clan best. I'm sure you fit that criteria."

Aspenpelt | she-cat | 56 moons | medicine cat | tags: Nebulaspeckle (Chessclan)

Aspenpelt's ears flicked back and forth while Nebulaspeckle was explaining the intricacies of chess. For some reason, this felt like a game she might try out if it was in cat form. "I see! But..." she fell quiet, not wanting to upset the she-cat nearby with her thoughtless words. "Ah, nevermind. It seems your clan hasn't lost many battles, then?" Aspenpelt let some humor into her voice, hoping to lighten the slightly depressing mood surrounding the two. "

Dulce (no glow ver.) | she-cat | 10 moons | apprentice | tags: Seraphimpaw

Dulce let out some joyful meows at Seraphimpaw's praise (of the clan itself, but Dulce was a part of it too!) and began excitedly explaining. "It's gotten super big lately! Momma Bear - that's what everyone calls Bear because she's super old and caring - had some kits a few moons ago, so the nursery was sooo cramped when I was a kit! I thought I had gotten away from those five rascals, but they follow me everywhere! Even to the apprentice's den!" Dulce furrowed her brows and irritatedly swished her tail before continuing. "Anyways, there's a huge pool of water right outside our camp! No cat can see where it ends, and the water's extremely salty, so there's not much use out of it... Meanwhile, the caves are nearby too. My mentor Tangy - the coolest cat ever - says that me and my littermates could probably be the first ones to properly explore them! Because we... kinda glow in the dark? Mothstar says it probably comes from my mom, but I don't know for sure," Dulce purred. "Anyway, what about you, Seraphimpaw? What's Seaclan up to lately?"

[V.Vulpes]

《⤷》//𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍 ！！
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[Marblepaw & Wasppaw][Tom & Molly][10M][Apprentices][Tagged: Steelpaw [Seaclan]
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XXX"Your clan sounds like it has such a long history," Marblepaw said, "tales of heroics... Our clan's still really young, we don't have those kinds of stories yet. Not ones that stretch back generations, anyway."
Wasppaw nodded, her paws kneading the ground below her in her excitement. "Yeah, it only started a few moons before we were born, but Orestar's told us a few stories from before. She used to live in our camp with her family, but they left her all alone."
Marblepaw added quietly after, "She doesn't talk about the old days much. Not unless there's a lesson in it... I think she was really lonely before hearing Starclan speak to her."

《✦》//𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 ！！
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[Ashpaw][Tom][29M][Oracle][Tagged: Scorpionthroat [Meadowclan]
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XXX Ashpaw's green eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the gathering cats. One, however, caught his eye. A molly that moved with purpose, her posture confident but not aggressive and something about her caught Ashpaw's attention but he couldn't quite place why. Deciding to take a chance, Ashpaw padded up to her, his steps measured but not hesitant. "Looking for someone in particular, or just taking in the sights?" he asked. His tail flicking to and fro lightly was the only outward sign of his lingering unease at being here. "You look like you're trying to piece something together."

[obnixious]

KeyClan

❧Shadowmist - 76 Moons - ♀ - Trapeze Artist (Deputy) - Tagged;; Mothstar (Secretum Stella)
paraShe gives a soft little laugh at the pun, but lkstens attentively to what she has to say. ”Ah, I understand what you mean with horrifying things; when I was still a juggler I lost one of my littermates during a... botched uprising? I think Swiftwind called it? But things were tense for a long time after that. I'm glad you were able to be reunited with your mate, at the very least." Her ear flicks, and she dips her head bashfully. ”I hope so; I'd hate to let my clan down. I still feel like a bumbling little clown, sometimes, even though I'm a senior acrobat, now."

❧Meatloaf - 66 Moons - ♂ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; Carneliansight (JaguarClan)
parahe nods along as the other tom speaks, letting his words flow over him and create images in his mind. Let's himself think about his own habits that a juggler would pick up on, and how he wouldn't've even thought about the tail thing since his own is so small. A small huff of a laugh escapes him at the thought of it. "Sounds like a lot of work, but also sounds like it's very fulfilling. Satisfying, maybe. I can't imagine how hard of a time a juggler of mine would have with their tail; I wouldn't know where to start with that." He smiles at Carneliansight, little fangs prominent with it. "We have some clowns on the way, so I'll definitely have to think about it. But that's also a good point on it being good for the younger ones; some of ours newer acrobats are definitely need the extra responsibility."

❧Donutworry - 23 Moons - ♀ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; Lavapool & Cressflame (SeaClan)

paraA little snicker escapes her at the comment of metal flowing over the tongue, because it really does. It’s such a strange word. She looks to Lavapool with a little bit of a grimace. ”We do have twoleg dens we live in, and they’re surprisingly good at keeping the heat out, most of the time. But patrols definitely happen at the peak of the day sometimes, just for an excuse to get bodies out of the main camp.”

❧Grimjaw - 17 Moons - ♂ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; open!

paraTo say bringing Grimjaw to the gathering wasn't Shadowmist's smartest choice might be... underselling it. He'd lorded it over his littermates before they'd left, laughing loudly as he'd been playfully tackled down by Strawberryscream for being chosen over him or Snowflake. Soulpaw was too busy with being prepared to be named a full tamer, and Flashpaw was too focused on finishing up training to bother caring. But Strawberryscream never let him down with matching his energy. But now he's here, in a place full of new smells and strange faces, and the tom flexes his claws, scratching at the ground gently before heading in to find someone to talk to.

❧Oblivionpaw - 12 Moons - ♂ - Juggler (Apprentice) - Tagged;; Bumble & Pollen (Court of Gardens)
paraOblivionpaw laughs at their name ideas, eyes alight with mirth. ”Pollenworm is charming; that's the kind of name I'd expect a KeyClan acrobat to be named." all of their name ideas sound nice, and so Oblivionpaw puts some actual thought into one of his own. His mother is Perishsong, and his mentor is Hollowshine, and neither of their suffixes sound right tacked on to Oblivion. Nose scrunching, he paws through other names he's heard. ”Maybe something like Oblivionbird? Obliviongleam? I've never really thought it about, honestly."

[chaotic creativity]

CHESSCLAN !!

Butterflyleap | Molly - Rook - 96 Moons - Tagged: Open

Butterflyleap's joints creaked as she finally, finally, reached the edge of the Gathering hollow. She was far too old to be making such a journey, but she couldn't help but feel the need to represent ChessClan when the rest of the Clans would be mingling. No other cat felt strongly enough to warrant forming an entire patrol, so Butterflyleap had struck out on her own. She was nearing the age where she might consider retiring, but Richterstar wouldn't hear it. His nine lives gave him as much energy as a pawn, and he didn't seem to be feeling the moons in the same way Butterflyleap was. Regardless, she loved him with her entire heart, so she would continue to be his Rook until she physically couldn't anymore. As she settled in among the other deputies, it struck her that she barely recognized anyone anymore. Many moons had passed since she'd last attended a Gathering, and many of the cats she had once known were either in the elders' den or walking amongst their ancestors now. Growing old was painful, both physically and emotionally, but Butterflyleap straightened and peered ahead as she tried to find some poor young soul to sucker into talking to her.

JAGUARCLAN !!

Coatimundistar | Molly - Leader - 37 Moons - Tagged: Open

Coatimundistar bounded into the Gathering as if she were being chased by an entire pack of dogs, her paws racing across the ground so fast that she couldn't even feel the grass. She skidded to a stop, digging her claws into the dense earth as her thoughts returned to the present as opposed to the high of the run. She had landed exactly where she meant to, smack dab in the middle of the leaders' region of the Gathering hollow, and she gave her chest a few licks to smooth any ruffled fur. She wrapped her unusually long tail around herself, knowing there were too many paws running around not used to cats with tails as long as hers. This was her first Gathering as the leader of JaguarClan, and she wanted to make a good impression on the other leaders tonight. It was important that they viewed her Clan with respect despite their rocky past few moons, what with the fall of the Outback Runners and the rise of JaguarClan in its place. She couldn't dwell on those thoughts now, though, or grief would dull her to the excitement that coursed through her body. Gatherings were places of opportunity, places where anything could happen, places where anyone could meet.

THE WEYRCATS !!

Amaranth | Molly - Wing - 18 Moons - Tagged: Open

Amaranth couldn't help but stare as she reached the Gathering. It was a huge honor to attend the Gathering alone, and she wouldn't let her Weyr down. She started to regret not leaving her wings behind, but they were as much a part of her as her obnoxiously blue fur. They'd been a gift from a tom her mother had met at a Gathering many moons ago, a set for each of the kits she would deliver. They were the only tie to the father she had never known, and a bitter longing stabbed her heart. Spark had never taken a mate, she had just wanted a family of her own. Amaranth wasn't upset to not know her father, but she couldn't deny the jealousy that pinged through her when she saw toms play with their candidates. She didn't want to find him, she kept repeating in her head, it would only lead to disappointment. Spark had trusted the tom enough to let him help her achieve the family she'd always wanted, and that was the only role he was ever supposed to play. Amaranth shook her head to clear her thoughts before descending into the Gathering, hoping some cat would be able to take her mind off of such matters.

[Ryn11]

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Attending: Newstar, Whitebelly, Otterstripe

Newstar 🌊 Leader | 46m | NB (they/them) | Tags: Open


The small patrol crested the hill, and Newstar was glad to see that not many cats had arrived yet. They turned to address their warriors. "I'll keep this short: Be polite. Represent your clan well. If you get lost or turned around, we'll meet back at this boulder at moonhigh." Newstar twitched their whiskers. "Now, go on--" The words were barely out of their mouth before Otterstripe was off like a shot. Whitebelly took a bit more time to gaze across the Gathering place, and Newstar did the same. So far, they didn't see anyone they recognized.

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Whitebelly 🌊 Warrior| 20m | F (she/her) | Tags: Open


Glassfang should be here, she thought as Newstar gave their speech. Whitebelly was grateful to have been asked to attend the Gathering, but she was worried about the deputy. She looked around at the few cats who were already here, and then looked back at Newstar. Maybe I'll just stay by them for now.

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Otterstripe 🌊 Warrior | 24m | NB (they/them) | Tags: Amaranth (The Weyrcats)


The instant they caught sight of the other cats, Otterstripe knew who they wanted to talk to. They pretended to pay attention to Newstar; and then, as soon as their leader gave the word, beelined to the blue winged cat down in the clearing. They purred in greeting, "I couldn't help but notice your singular uniqueness. I'm Otterstripe, warrior of Saltclan. Who might I have the pleasure of meeting?" Nailed it, they thought to themself.

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[Kazin]

ChaosClan

cat name -- age -- gender -- rank -- tagged: open

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Silverstar -- 89 moons -- tom [he/him] -- leader -- tagged: Coatimundistar [ChessClan; chaotic creativity]

ChaosClan had been strong the past few moons. After the clan had lived up to its namesake for so long, Silverstar felt like the clan was finally earning the peace it deserved. With their peace, came the idea of coming more frequently to the gatherings. Silverstar had to admit he was getting up there in age, and though he kept it hidden from many of his clanmates outwardly, most knew that he was on his last life. He was starting to feel his age too, and he felt almost embarrassed to be a leader - particularly after watching a younger she-cat race into the gathering.

But I am a leader of a great clan, Silverstar reprimanded himself for feeling jealous of youth. He had many good moons ahead of him still, he was sure of it. And he was still strong, still capable, and had no reason to feel that a younger leader was something he wasn't. And so, he realized he wanted to strike up a conversation with the younger cat. They were equals, and could learn from each other. "Hey there," Silverstar found himself calling over to the other leader before his brain had realized he even made his decision. He stood up on his paws, tail raised in a friendly greeting. "Has prey been running as well as you did into the gathering?" Silverstar tried to make a small joke to start off the conversation. "I'm Silverstar, of ChaosClan," he added, nodding a bit in respect towards the other leader.

Swiftrain -- 34 moons -- nonbinary [they/them] -- Hunting Captain -- tagged: open

The hunting captain was unsure of themself, following Silverstar until they reached the edge. Thought Swiftrain thought they could probably fit in with the deputies, even though Lichendust should technically be the one standing there, he felt awkward being there. Instead, the outskirts felt better, where they could watch other cats and enjoy the darkness and the quieter outskirts, rather than the hustle and bustle of the center. It looked to chaotic in there for their liking, anyhow.

Frogpond -- 41 moons -- tom [he/him] -- Scout -- tagged: open

Frogpond's mind was buzzing, not really focusing on what he was doing. He was thinking about Rainspark and his kits, back at camp, and he couldn't wait to bring home stories of the cats he would meet. He was also maybe hoping to get any sort of parenting advice as his kits were almost approaching apprentice age, and he feared for the trouble they would get into... He thought of his own adventures with his littermates, chuckling to himself as he sat down somewhere, lost in thought.

Mudpetal -- 21 moons -- she-cat [she/her] -- Hunter -- tagged: Whitebelly [SaltClan; Ryn11]

Mudpetal had still felt very intrigued by the happenings of clan life. She had lived as a loner until she was found by a clan patrol by chance, and she was soaking up every aspect of clan life that she could. When volunteers were needed to accompany Silverstar to the 'gathering,' Mudpetal didn't even ask what it was before agreeing, wanting to be truly immersed in everything. When other cats expressed their surprise that she would volunteer so soon after joining the clan, Mudpetal found herself shrugging, not really sure why she volunteered herself either. She was a go with the flow type of cat, and was curious.

Mudpetal found herself wandering through the crowd, just glancing at other cats with no real reason for talking to anyone in particular. She found herself near the center, taking a seat somewhat near another cat who looked about her own age. "Hiya," Mudpetal called over, willing to see if the other cat wanted to speak or not. "Is this your first time here? I'm really new at this and didn't really get any assignment of what to do or where to go... so I'm a little lost. Is this an ok spot to sit, you think?" Mudpetal paused for a moment before adding on, "My name's Mudpetal, by the way. From ChaosClan."

Lotuspaw -- 8 moons -- she-cat [she/her] -- Apprentice -- tagged: open

The only apprentice from ChaosClan, Lotuspaw felt in awe of how many cats she saw. It was a common occurence to be surrounded by cats in ChaosClan, since the clan was rather large, but something about seeing cats she didn't recognize almost felt overwhelming. Lotuspaw found herself unable to sit, unable to move around, but instead was staring in every direction with wide eyes as she took in the different scents of the clans around her.

[chaotic creativity]

CHESSCLAN !!

Butterflyleap | Molly - Rook - 96 Moons - Tagged: Open

Butterflyleap's joints creaked as she finally, finally, reached the edge of the Gathering hollow. She was far too old to be making such a journey, but she couldn't help but feel the need to represent ChessClan when the rest of the Clans would be mingling. No other cat felt strongly enough to warrant forming an entire patrol, so Butterflyleap had struck out on her own. She was nearing the age where she might consider retiring, but Richterstar wouldn't hear it. His nine lives gave him as much energy as a pawn, and he didn't seem to be feeling the moons in the same way Butterflyleap was. Regardless, she loved him with her entire heart, so she would continue to be his Rook until she physically couldn't anymore. As she settled in among the other deputies, it struck her that she barely recognized anyone anymore. Many moons had passed since she'd last attended a Gathering, and many of the cats she had once known were either in the elders' den or walking amongst their ancestors now. Growing old was painful, both physically and emotionally, but Butterflyleap straightened and peered ahead as she tried to find some poor young soul to sucker into talking to her.

JAGUARCLAN !!

Coatimundistar | Molly - Leader - 37 Moons - Tagged: Silverstar (ChaosClan)

Coatimundistar sized up the tom who was speaking to her. He was many moons her senior, a wisened look in his eye that only comes from many moons at the head of a Clan. As he introduced himself as Silverstar, along with a small joke, she felt herself begin to relax. She was among equals here. "I'm Coatimundistar, leader of JaguarClan. Prey's been running faster than I was, practically fast enough that we can't keep up," she purred. The warmth and comfort of the rainy season was in full swing, with the afternoon showers leading to lush growth as far as the eye could see. Prey was abundant, and so were herbs and materials to maintain the camp's integrity. "ChaosClan is quite the intimidating name. An extra level of precaution, or truly a warning to others?" she pondered, grinning as she teased.

THE WEYRCATS !!

Amaranth | Molly - Wing - 18 Moons - Tagged: Otterstripe (SaltClan)

Amaranth froze at the stranger's wordy greeting. She didn't quite know whether she should take "singular uniqueness" as a compliment or a thinly veiled insult, but she just brushed it off. "I'm Amaranth of the Weyrcats. Everyone in my Weyr has a name most Clan cats consider 'rogue-ish', so just beating you to the punch. I'm named after a type of plant that most cats haven't even heard of," she spouted. She would rather nip the inevitable questions in the bud. The newcomer, Otterstripe, referred to themself as a warrior of SaltClan. "Is SaltClan pretty knew? I've not heard about them in the way I have about some of those massive Clans," she trailed off, thoughts whirring as she remembered stories of Clans with well over two hundred cats living on their territories. It sounded terrifying, in Amaranth's opinion, but to each their own. She knew Otterstripe was likely fixated on her costume wings, but all in good time. She wanted to know about the cat she was talking to before she explained her relatively different family.