𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍
Attending: Honeystar, Birchnose, Crowcloud Acornstream, Applenose, Duckpelt, Snowfoot, Boulderpaw, Dustpaw
Honeystar | tags: open
Honeystar was furious with herself for being so late. There had been an argument as to who should go to the Gathering, and she finally decided to take four warriors and two of the apprentices, promising the other two that they'd go next time. She led the warriors into the crowd, embarrassed at arriving so late. She ran up to and sprang onto the Speaker's Stone, where she scanned for a familiar face.
Birchnose | tags: Foxfoot
Birchnose immediately made her way to where the deputies were and saw a tom purring loudly. She padded up to him and sat next to him. "Hi," she said. "Everything seems to be going well for you, I see?"
Crowcloud | tags: Mallowpool
Crowcloud wandered through the crowd until he saw the medicine cats. He was about to speak when he saw a tom murmuring something to himself. "Excuse me," he said. "Are you alright?" He had caught the final words, which was something about somebody hating the other. What was wrong?
Acornstream and Duckpelt | tags: Ashenstorm, Bumblebelly
"Now you be good tonight," Acornstream said to his kits. Both nodded eagerly. They were clearly excited for their first Gathering and he chuckled. He remembered the first, too. It had been amazing, meeting so many cats from different clans.
The two mollies disappeared, heading towards somewhere Acornstream couldn't see. Duckpelt nudged him, bringing him out of his thoughts. "They'll be alright," she said, looking towards them fondly.
"I know," he replied. "Now let's find someone to talk to!"
The two wandered around until they found a couple of warriors chatting to each other. The scent was unfamiliar to Duckpelt, and she guessed that they were either a new clan--they popped up everywhere and everyday, it seemed--or simply cats from a clan they hadn't come into contact with.
"Hello," she said to both of them. "I'm Duckpelt of Forestclan, and this is my mate, Acornstream. What are your names?"
Applenose and Snowfoot | tags: open
Applenose wasn't sure what to do or where to go. He and Snowfoot simply stood awkwardly together, not saying anything.
"Soo...how does it feel going to your first Gathering as a warrior?" asked Snowfoot.
"Not much different from being an apprentice," Applenose replied.
"Cool."
"Yeah."
Boulderpaw and Dustpaw | tags: Snowpaw
After separating from their parents, Boulderpaw practically tugged her sister to where a young tom was sitting, clearly bored.
"Let's go talk to him!" said Boulderpaw eagerly.
"Sure," said Dustpaw in a sarcastic monotone. "He seems really nice." To her, the tom seemed surly and not at all the kind of person she'd like to meet, but she went along with her sister simply because it was easier than arguing. Let Boulderpaw win this argument; Dustpaw was sure that the tom wouldn't want to talk. Or maybe she'd be wrong and pleasantly surprised. That happened on occasion.
"Hi!" Boulderpaw said once they reached him. "I'm Boulderpaw and this is my sister, Dustpaw. We're from Forestclan. Where are you from?"
OOC
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imagination 
