- CHESSCLAN !!
Taureauwhisper | Tom - Cavalier - 53 Moons - Tagged: Shadowflight (SwiftClan)
- Taureauwhisper nodded sagely as Shadowflight spoke highly of both the current and former leader. It was a good sign to see that a cat in his position was able to hold respect for them both, considering ChessClan's current record with leaders. Taureauwhisper couldn't help but shudder as he remembered the stories surrounding Horizonstar's murdering spree and Chasmstar's army of the dead. The brutal war between the living and the evil, comprised of both dead and living soldiers, had left ChessClan is tatters. They were still rebuilding, and the scars of the past still lay deep in the territory itself. "It is simply phenomenal that Loonmeteor came up with such an idea and then believed herself too inexperienced. I hope that Lightningstar still spoke with her like an equal, for she truly commanded respect with the brilliant decision. It also shows much restraint to willingly step down on behalf of the greater good," Taureauwhisper murmured.
Caribounose | Tom - Caretaker - 58 Moons - Tagged: Mirra (TotemClan)
- Caribounose drew in a deep breath before letting it go in a sigh. There were so many kits in ChessClan at the moment, and so many more were on their way. The nursery was close to overflowing, that was simply the only word he knew to use. "Oh, I have no doubt that he will. He's just maturing a little slower than the others his age. He could have used another moon or two as an apprentice, despite his obvious skill. There are numerous young cats who excel greatly but surely need the same amount of time as their denmates," he chuckled softly. "Oh, I didn't realize just how many cats had arrived," he meowed suddenly, realizing that even more Clans had joined the Gathering since he had. The level of cats was terrifying, but Caribounose was used to constantly being surrounded by a crowd due to his time in the nursery.
- OUTBACK RUNNERS !!
- Lotuscrest couldn't help but giggle as Thistlepath complained about his brother. "I have never had any siblings, but young cats flock to me for some reason. I can't quite place why they seem to like me so, but I constantly have to watch their little exhibitions as well as keep an eye on kits when their mothers want a
break. We have two nursery helpers, and yet the young ones prefer me," she sighed dramatically, a smile still on her face. "I've seen far more drastic differences between siblings than those you described between you and Kiwituft. I assume you hold him dear to your heart, though, considering that you continue to think of him even when speaking to a stranger," she purred kindly. The love between siblings was one she would never experience herself, but she was happy that others would forever be able to experience such emotions.
Jerboadance | Molly - Runner - 15 Moons - Tagged: Chiaseed (TotemClan)
- "I was born in a territory where snow exists year-round, no matter the season. My earliest memories are with my paws in the snow, not the sand in which we now call home. Sometimes I miss it, but sometimes I am glad my Clan found a land where the sun triumphs," she chuckled. She knew Chiaseed would claim her Clan to be the most beautiful when she finally experiences the snow she claims to plague her territory. She could still see a scene in her mind in which kit-sized paws bounded and leaped through drifts of snow twice her current height. She sighed gently as she remembered the freezing cold that brought her endless amounts of joy as a kit. "TotemClan seems like a lovely place to call home, but I shall remain in the Outback Runners. I fear my best friend as well as my mother might protest my request to leave," she chuckled.
- AVIARYCLAN !!
Hum | Non-binary - Sparrow - 75 Moons - Tagged: Spikebush (CaveClan)
- Hum paused to think through the majority of their Clan's lineage. "Well, yes. Prior to our current Osprey, the line had grown distant from our ancestors. They then took matters into their own paws, so to speak, and appointed Pewee to the position of honor. She was the second-born kit of the Osprey before her, but she was the one the ancestors deemed fit to rule," they explained, choosing to omit the disappearance of the entirety of AviaryClan except for Pewee herself. As Spikebush worried about the heir's appointed mate, Hum couldn't help but chuckle. "Most commonly they will choose their own mate, declaring their betrothal after they complete their training. Sometimes they will choose one when they are younger, declaring they would prefer one of their closest friends to be their ruling partner rather than a mate. Our current heir, Fulica, has been the best of friends with Zenaida since they were born. When he was six moons old, he announced that he would not ever rise to the rank of eagle without her at his side. The ruling pair obliged him, mostly because he is one of the bossiest young cats any of us have ever met. They knew, however, that he would most likely find a mate once he was old enough to understand such things. Yet, we were all surprised when the two happened to fall in love during these most recent moons. Who would have guessed that a bossy kit who wanted to train beside his best friend would unknowingly appoint the molly he would ultimately fall in love with to the position," Hum chuckled. Fulica and Zenaida's story was rather comedic, but it was a strange one.
Ovenbird | Molly - Avocet - 53 Moons - Tagged: Lavapool (TundraClan)
- Ovenbird shuddered at the thought of sleeping on cold, hard ground. "I simply could never sleep on dirt, let alone stone. As for the question of warmth, I find it to be perfectly suitable. The dense foliage overhead keeps the warmth in and the cold out, even if a sudden chill may creep up every now and then in the dead of Leafbare. Our dens are made from the branches themselves, our nests out of discarded feathers and fur. Is it really that cold in TundraClan?" she said with another shiver. Her thin fur provided little protection from the elements, so she believed she could never survive in one of those Clans where it was perpetually cold.
- ORDER OF THE HYENA
Dugong's Spin | Molly - Scavenger - 37 Moons - Tagged: Turtleflame (ColdClan)
- Dugong's Spin leaped to her feet and snarled, lips curling back to reveal thorn-sharp teeth. Her chest heaved as she fought to catch her breath after it was stolen by Turtleflame's rude words. "I thought he cared about me, but he told me he only hung around out of pity. How was I to know that he was so hung up on that stupid other molly? And what do you know about control, coming from your puny Clan? I doubt you've had the thrill of staring down a lion and refusing to drop your gaze. Until you've faced the predators of legend and held your ground, you have no right to think me or any cat in my Clan to be weak. If you so much as think another thought like that, I will shred your ears and leave you wailing for your mother like a pathetic little kit," she swore, claws digging gashes into the dirt beneath them. It took all of her self control to not leap upon Turtleflame in this exact moment, the urge to leave her with several stinging memories of tonight washing over Dugong's Spin like a relentless wave.
Aardvark's Dig | Molly - Mother - 45 Moons - Tagged: Daisysong (SeaClan)
"I'm Aardvark's Dig, a scavenger of the Order of the Hyena," she meowed, pausing to look confused for just a second. "I just realized how much of a mouthful the name of my Clan is. We usually just call it the Order," she purred with a smile. "SeaClan sounds like the name of a lovely Clan. I'm assuming you're near the sea in some shape or form?" the question tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop it, and she looked at the other molly sheepishly. It was most likely a silly question; why else would they name themselves SeaClan? Aardvark's Dig was well known to have simply no filter, and it was constantly a fact that her mate pointed out that he loved. Regardless, she would have to learn some form of control before her kits got too much older and the litter they were adopting arrived. "I apologize, you're probably tired of hearing that question," she chuckled gently.
















