PowerClans: The Rise of DarkClan

[Africa.]

(XDDD *Waits for Tinks lightbulb PM xD )
Sunclan/Featherkit
Featherkit flinched as more kits entered the nursery. Her paws carried her backwards, into the shadows, as she cowerred in the corner, ears down. Pressing herself up against the brambles that served as the den wall, she shoved her tail in her mouth as nit to scream as she fell through a little hole that led into the shadows of camp. She could feel a calm aura around her, as if the shadows were a better place to be... And maybe it was a better place. I mean, think, no one to make fun of her, no one to judge her... No one to see her as 'different'. No one would notice her much in the shadows... She felt at home here. Finally, for the first time all day, she gave a bit of a smile, and as she did, she curled herself in a ball at the corner of the soothing shadow, and was asleep as soon as her chin hit her tiny paws.

[Tinkpetz]

(I actually am getting sick. *sniffle* And I have a concert this Saturday! How am I supposed to sing with a stuffy nose and a sore throat?! I hope those herbs of yours work, Willow. x3 It's okay, Silver. At least you're back!)

Gathering

Heathersong stepped quickly forward to replace Stormpaw. The medicine cat was very proud of her apprentice. She would no longer have a reason to say StarClan never communicated with her. “These are the chosen cats of StarClan!” Yowls of joy and surprise erupted from the clearing below. “Together with help from me and my apprentice, they will defeat DarkClan.” She looked down at the chosen cats just below her. “Meet here tomorrow just after sunrise and we can begin to plan our strategy against the enemy. If there are cats which did not come to the Gathering, please inform them of this meeting. We need all to be present. DarkClan will not go unchallenged!” The brown tabby gracefully backed away from the front of the Highbranch and returned to her seat beside Stormpaw. A couple of the leaders were looking at her, including Rainstar. Heathersong shot a worried glance at her sister that said, Did I do okay? The blue she-cat smiled encouragingly, causing Heathersong to sigh in relief and returned to staring straight in front of her, trying to avoid any other eyes turned her way.

Foxflame sank slowly to the ground, letting his front paws slide forward on the sand. He curled up into a loose ball to keep in the warmth. And to hold himself together. It felt like his heart was being ripped out over and over again. The ginger tom’s sobs had subsided, but tears still trickled down his striped cheeks. Suddenly, Ashfeather slid down next to him, appearing to be comforting him. He noticed that her mouth was conveniently close to his ear. “She’s fine,” the silver tabby whispered. Foxflame wearily shook his head. Petalsong was not fine. She was dead! His eyes threatened to pour again at the thought. “Be that way, then. I know I’m right. You should go visit her.” Foxflame set his head down on the ground, sniffling as he pondered this. He would like to see her body one last time. “Ah, it’s tempting isn’t it? So go. You know the way there,” Ashfeather prompted. Her brother turned quickly to look at her with wide eyes. “Yes, I mean right now!” she hissed. “Hurry or you won’t beat the SunClan cats there!” Foxflame couldn’t keep his mouth shut any longer. “But they’ll have cats on guard!” The silver cat seemed to think about this for a second, but the solution came easily. “Flowerface will be there, but you can convince her to let you in pretty easily. If a warrior catches you, just plead to speak to Flowerface. It’s a free pass to see Petalsong! The medicine cat will most likely be in the den with the injured cats.” Foxflame appreciated his younger sister’s optimism, but he was going to see a body, not Petalsong herself. He took another shuddering breath and opened his mouth to speak. Ashfeather interrupted. “You don’t believe me,” she challenged, her own brand of fire in her eyes. “You think I’m just trying to cheer you up. You know me, and I much prefer reality to illusions. I wouldn’t tell you something if it wasn’t important. If it wasn’t true.” I only wish this was an illusion. But Petalsong is dead. My love is dead. The ginger tom rose quietly, causing Nightfire to turn her head and gaze at him curiously. He only met his clanmates eyes for a moment before turning back to Ashfeather. The clear blue spheres spoke before the mouth did. I’m right, and you had better believe it, they said. “At least you’re going,” she whispered submissively, her voice masking what she really felt. Foxflame dipped his head to her and padded quietly into the shadows. Back in the clearing, Nightfire fixed confused eyes on Ashfeather. “What was that all about?”

[Taylor☆Gang]

((Ooooo! I like that Tink))

Winterfur hissed and layed down. She yowled again, "HELLO?!" Winterfur set her head down on her paws and fell asleep.

[FairyoftheFlames]

((Hey Tink? When you get back from school, can we talk about my new cats somewhere? Because I can change there histories if you want so that they can work for you. Sorry to here that you are sick... *considers fedexing cough drops* I'm also moving, FOR REAL this time, not a false alarm, so I can't wait for my freedom. But life is going to get a little crazy, so yeah... Of course, why not have RT (you know what that means right) annoy every she-cat in the forest instead of every she-cat in Starclan. Or just Lilytail, anyway. We can do revisions and have a lot of fun with this. And the apprentice kits! I like JP better than Graypaw, and they're very similar. But know one knows what I'm talking about yet!))

((Oh and for everyone liking Ashpaw, you may find yourself frustrated... hehe. He's kind of a messed up cat... so he probably won't end up liking or ending up with your cat. He's kind of an extreme reverse-psychology style cat. But none of you guys will understand what I mean until I get Ashpaw going on his plan. He's actually a bit of a freak, under his princely flirtatious persona. And why does everyone like Graypaw? Poor Creamy, so alone... But I've got plans for him with a certain emo-newly-blinded kit...))

Gathering ((Okay... what to do with my cats... The gathering IS mostly over, right? Right? We can talk again, right?))

Gracepaw listened to Heathersong's instruction. Tomorrow, they'd make the plans. She took a big, shaky breath. Starclan must have chosen her because they needed a medicine cat. That was it. Was Ashwhisker proud? She hoped so. She searched for her mentor, but didn't see him among the masses. What did her clan think of her? There were suppose to be two in each clan, which made sense as she counted off in her head. She stopped looking for her mentor, and instead looked up at her friend Stormpaw. She looked... well... Gracepaw always thought it was hard to read her friend's emotions, so she didn't know how she looked. She'll probably talk to her next halfmoon.

Graypaw watched his sister, ignorant of the rest of the world. She was chosen. He was not. How was he suppose to protect her from Darkclan if she was chosen to fight it? She didn't know how to fight. He wasn't the best fighter, but at least he wasn't risking his life for the sake of the Powerclans by going up there with no battle experience. "T-This must be a m-mistake..." he said to himself. "I h-have to talk to her. Now."

"So, is the gathering over?" Ashpaw asked to no one in particular. He needed to get back to his clan, and his personal fangirl ((Not added yet, but Tink and I are working out, she's one of the new cats)). It was funny, he could play authentic matchmaker, and flirt with the best of them, but no one knew the real Ashpaw. Not really. He had his mask, making him look like who he wanted to be, but wasn't yet. He could be much more like his stoic brother Creampaw, as that fit his real personality more. But why be who you are inside, if who you are is someone you don't even like? No, it was better to pretend to be someone you're not that you want to be, because one day you will be that cat. He looked at his next target, Hoping he could get to her before the gathering was over.
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Creampaw sat up straight. He didn't feel... right. Something felt uneasy about him. He shuddered. "Do you feel that?" he asked his sister.

"No." Birchpaw said flatly. "What is it?"

"Just... I don't know. Something." Creampaw looked up to the full moon, then back at his sister. "Just... a chill I guess."

"Okay. Whatever. I don't get it, but yeah. Shouldn't we get going?" She got up, thinking the gathering is over.

"Dunno. I guess we wait until Skystar or someone says 'dismissed' or something like that." Creampaw said, staying as he was.
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Cloudfur looked up to the Centertree, hoping they were done. He finally mustered enough courage. This time, this time, he was going to talk. He got up, taking a pawstep toward Silverleaf before a bouncy Fireclan warrior got into his path.

"Hey, Cloudfur! What's up?" Silverclaw said to her brother.

"Not much..." Acutally, a lot was going on, but Cloudfur didn't need his sister teasing him. "Where'd you come from?"

"It's a long story. But, nice to see you! How long has it been?"

"A moon..." Cloudfur said placidly. "I'm kind of busy right now, so..."

"You're too busy to talk to your big sister, the only kin you have in the world?" Silverclaw used the terrible Face of Guilt-invoking, trying to make him talk to her instead of whatever he wanted to do.

Fortunately for Cloudfur, he was immune to Silverclaw's droopy-eyed trick. "Yes!" He walked around her, defying her want.

"Cloudfur, you're so mean!" She walked off, right ear twitching. What was he going to do that was better than talking with his sister? She looked back at him, and saw Silverleaf, with Cloudfur staring at her.

Oh.

"I see what this is." Silverclaw said, a wicked grin on her face. She walked up to her brother, whispering in his ear. "Okay, you can go to your own wymiscal fantasies, but remember, she has a mate."

"Is it a crime to talk?" Cloudfur said, knowing full well that Silverclaw would hang this over his head until they were Elders. "I'll talk to you later, okay? If it's something important, you could always visit Waterclan territory."

"But... Okay, whatever. I'll see you lovebirds later!" She laughed and walked away. She frowned, thinking over her desision. Was that really nice to tease Cloudfur like that? At least he was trying for a mate. Silverclaw was interested, but didn't find the majority of her Fireclan clanmates all that exciting. Oh well.

((I'll add my New Cats soon, but I might need to do some revision to RT's story, so that he could be more fun...))

[catdoq]

((Glad to be back, Tink! I didn't expect to get picked!))


Silvertail flexed her claws in the ground and sighed, Well, at least I don't have to go on border and hunting patrols as often. She laughed at the though, then frowned But if we're taking down DarkClan, my apprentice is in danger... She glanced at Rainpaw and sighed, curling her tail over her paws and muttered, "I could use a good, plump mouse and a long cold drink right now."

[FairyoftheFlames]

((I have a new family of warrior cats!! x3 and it's Cinderflight!! Yay! Very complex family stuff going on around here... and yes, Raventalon is a horrible, horrible father. That's why I made him so, because otherwise Cinderflight wouldn't act like Cinderflight. She cares about her kits in this one, unlike Halo?'s version of her. She just hates their father, and won't tell the kits why. Some know, some don't. These are the "New Cats" I was talking about in my previous post. Tink has already accepted them!))

Name: Mothpaw(Mothflight)
Gender: She-cat
Age: 6 moons
Clan: Fireclan
Rank: Apprentice
Mentor/Apprentice: needed
Kin: Kestrelpaw (brother), Jaggedpaw (brother), Cinderflight (Mother), Raventalon (Father)
Mate: none, crush on Ashpaw; Open to any other cat too.
Kits: none
Appearance: A pretty white mitted gray she-cat with white stripes on her tail and green eyes.
Personality(Optional): Mothpaw is a bit of a daydreamer, not really very indepth in her training. She's loved Ashpaw since she first let eyes on him, or so she thinks. Things aren't going as smoothly as planned. He doesn't seem to notice her, and is more interested in being matchmaker then his own lovelife, which frustrates Mothpaw greatly. She is extremely loyal, and always willing to help out her fellow apprentices.
History: Mothpaw didn't know her father much. She knew he lived in Rockclan, and thought that she saw him once, as a kit. She doesn't really understand what happened between her parents, but she knows she'll get chewed out if she talks about Raventalon in front of Cinderflight, or her brothers. She knew her brothers were keeping secrets from her, but that didn't matter to her. If she didn't need to hear it, that was okay. She was sad when she found out her father left, but it didn't faze her very much: because he wasn't ever there in her life in the first place.
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Of course!
Other: Let's just say she won't get Ashpaw in the end... he's going through that buttheaded stage right now of "I'm better than every single one of you" and accidentally breaks her heart. She's open to all of the other apprentice toms too. Say hello to Ashpaw's Personal Fangirl, everyone!

Name: Kestrelpaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 moons
Clan: Waterclan
Rank: Apprentice
Mentor/Apprentice: needed
Kin: Mothpaw, (little sister) Jaggedpaw, (Brother) Cinderflight (Mother), Raventalon (Father)
Mate: none
Kits: none
Appearance: silver tom with a black tail and yellow eyes.
Personality(Optional): Kestrelpaw is a very serious cat, trying to avoid discussion and having any relation to his father, because although he didn't witness it, he knows what happened with his parents, and doesn't want anything to do with it. He resents his father, and Kestrelpaw's become somewhat moody over it. Most other cats got a normal family life. Why did theirs have to be so messed up? He worries about his littermates, and authentically cares about them.
History: Kestrelpaw was the first to hear the news of their father's betrayal from Jaggedpaw. The two brothers decided to keep the news from there little sister, as it would crush her. It was a grown-up thing, and they shouldn't need to deal with it. That was 3 moons ago, and he was mostly over it, before he found out two moons afterward that his father 'ran away' from the Powerclans into the dark forest surrounding the territories. At first, he wanted to find his father, but he decided he wasn't worth it.
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Yes.
Other: Strong silent type. the Waterclan thing is irony, because he's like a rigid rock, and can only flow and think clearly in water.

Name: Jaggedpaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 6 moons
Clan: Earthclan
Rank: Apprentice
Mentor/Apprentice: needed
Kin: Cinderflight, mother, Raventalon, Father (Star), Mothpaw sister, Kestrelpaw brother
Mate: none
Kits: none
Appearance: Dark brown tom with blue eyes. His fur is always messy, and often has leaves and sticks poking out of it, no matter how much he tries to keep it clean.
Personality(Optional): The middle kit of Cinderflight's 3 kits, Jaggedpaw is a bit lazy. He's nervous around his mother, and she's the only one that can boss him around with a 100% chance he'll do it. He doesn't like doing apprentice duties of any kind, but won't tell anyone why. If he wasn't so lazy, he'd be a pure troublemaker. The laziness wares off over time, especially after a certain event, which I will roleplay. He will sometimes disobey his own mentor, in spite of his mother's harshness toward his lazy attitude. He's often found on a well-hidden rock in Earthclan territory, and often falls of it.
History: When Jaggedpaw was a kit, he followed his mother out of the nursery while his two siblings slept. There he heard and started to understand the situation between his mother and his father, and heard Raventalon say that he had two mates. He ran away before his mom reacted, and woke up Kestrelpaw, then Kestrelkit, and told him what he saw. The two only partially understood, and asked there mother what had happened later. She was honest, and told them everything, in the way she knew it. They kept the news from Mothpaw for her own protection.
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Jaggedpaw: Aww... If I have to... but it's so boring! Cinderflight: Do it. Jaggedpaw: *sits upright* Yes mother.
Other: This is my favorite apprentice to roleplay with. He's annoying, but SO MUCH FUN!!

Name: Cinderflight
Gender: She-cat
Age: 26 moons
Clan: Earthclan
Rank: Warrior
Mentor/Apprentice: open
Kin: unknown
Mate: Raventalon (Star), open for new mate. (Lizardclaw)
Kits: Jaggedpaw, Mothpaw, Kestrelpaw
Appearance: Dark brown she-cat with amber eyes.
Personality(Optional): When Cinderflight was an apprentice, she was very much like Mothpaw. She wanted to find the perfect cat, and she found him in Raventalon. Or so she thought. She was insanely loyal, and cared so much about her mate. When she found out what her former mate had done, her personality shifted. She became cynical. She cared for nothing except the overall well being of Earthclan and for her kits ((MAJOR DIFFERENCE from Cinderflight of Halo?.)). She just hates Raventalon, and will find a way to justify her suffering. She doesn't baby her kits, but shows the honesty, and how not all cats out there are worth it. She's very worried for Mothpaw's naive outlook on life, and wishes that Jaggedpaw would just wake up and start acting like a warrior. Kestrelpaw is her eldest and favorite kit, but she'd never tell anyone that.
History: She mated with Raventalon shortly after becoming a warrior. They were happy, and she bore his kits and took care of them for 3 moons before she found out about his mistress. Who, he happened to have a kit with before having kits with her. She wants revenge-or at least the end of her suffering-but can't because he's gone. She found out by talking to Raventalon's other mate, from Rockclan. She originally yelled at him when her kits were 3 moons old, and then right before he "ran away" with his new mate. She suspects that he's dead, but obviously doesn't know for sure. She has kept her friendship up with Lizardclaw, in spite of his relation to her former mate.
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Mostly. Actually, all the way. Maybe... I'm not sure.
Other: Cindy-grump! yay!

Name: Raventalon
Gender: Tom
Age: 27 moons at time of death
Clan: Starclan, former Rockclan
Rank: Warrior
Mentor/Apprentice:
Kin: Lizardclaw, Yellowthorn (Brothers)
MateS: Cinderflight (Relationship dead.) ((Other cat which he will not name/HER/basically the same thing as Cinderflight and Raventalon in Halo, who I can give a name to, but I don't want to RP her... not fun to RP psychotic crazy cats that kill others X()) Also flirts with Lilytail just to annoy her.
Kits: Jaggedpaw, Mothpaw, Kestrelpaw(Cinderflight); Vinepaw (Other litter with the different unnamed she-cat)
Appearance: gray tabby tom with blue eyes.
Personality(Optional): Raventalon is a jerk. Or at least, he was a jerk, until he humbled himself after his death. He get bored easily, and does not understand family ties. He loves his son Vinepaw, and has disowned Cinderflight's kits. He doesn't like his life--or his afterlife for that matter--and would do almost anything to change it. But he screwed himself up, so he's stuck where he is, in Starclan, with a family that hates him, and such. The spice of his life is annoying Lilytail, and even that doesn't do much for him.
History: Here's what really happened: Raventalon was in lust with Cinderflight, they were friends as apprentices and received their warrior names within the same moon. They decided to be mates, but he felt... bored with being in different clans, and not being able to spend a lot of time with his mate. He didn't tell anyone he had mated with Cinderflight, just in case there were "other options" as he called it. Sure enough, there was. A pretty Rockclan she-cat finally told him he liked her, and he lived a double life for the next two seasons. He was Cinderflight's mate, at the same time he was Vinepaw's mother's mate. He finally chose that he liked his Rockclan mate better, especially after bearing his son, which he babied and loved during his life. He made this decision shortly after Cinderflight had his kits. He wanted to tell Cinderflight that he loved someone else, but felt uncomfortable approaching her with the problem. So he waited, until Cinderflight eventually found out, talking with his Rockclan mate. Or, Cinderflight saw him talking with his Rockclan mate. One of those two, he didn't remember. Cinderflight was too demanding anyway. He finally told the two she-cats that he was mates with both of them, and they practically exploded, Cinderflight nearly trapping him in a cage of earth. He managed to get away, and knew that those kits, Cinderflight's that he only got to see one time, were no longer his. Therefore, he dedicated his life to his new mate, since his old one had broken up with him.
Little did he know his mate had plans. Not even half a moon after he told them, his mate walked with him into the creepy dark forest surrounding all of the territories. She yelled at him, and used her strength to beat him up, knock him out, and throw him into a pit, where he died a slow and painful death from his injuries. His mate, mustering the remainder of her strength, threw herself over a high cliff, taking her own life. The two former Starclan bound mates now live in opposite sides of Starclan, avoiding each other whenever possible. What does he do now? Flirt with Lilytail just to annoy her, without any real feeling, and just live a boring, unimportant life in Starclan. He's learned, a little bit, but not much. He just wished he could have saved his only son (Disowned Cinderflight's kits) from Darkclan. He's become bored with his life in Starclan, and waits for the day he could become more important.
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: ... Um... It depends on what you consider "Warrior Code" because if counts staying faithful to a mate... I've screwed that up. I'm dead anyway, and in Starclan, so I guess so? I'm not that important in the grand scheme of things, don't get to do prophecy stuff, so I'm just hanging around, seeing my parents (who hate me for my choices) and other fallen clanmates. I guess I'm a living example of a screw-up who doesn't know how to handle 'real life' with what my parents chastise me for every time I visit. Oh well.
Other: This guy is a jerk, but he's humbled himself now, so he's less of a jerk. His jerkiness has ebbed, so now he's just moody and bored.

Name: Lizardclaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 28 moons
Clan: Sunclan
Rank: Warrior
Mentor/Apprentice: open
Kin: Yellowthorn (Brother), Raventalon (Brother) Vinepaw (Nephew), Jaggedpaw (Nephew), Kestrelpaw (Nephew), Mothpaw (Niece).
Mate: none, likes Cinderflight.
Kits: none
Appearance: Sandy brown tom with yellow eyes.
Personality(Optional): In spite of his name, Lizardclaw is really a big softy. He's always been happy-go-lucky, and won't let his brother's reputation or his death bring him down. He's always been interested in Raventalon's mate, but would never tell her.
History: He's mostly unaware of what Raventalon has done. Like most cats who don't know the Rockclan warrior's lovelife, the assume he ran away with his lover, leaving the Powerclans and never returning. Lizardclaw was confused, but decided that it was for the best. He wants to figure out why Cinderflight's such a wreak though, and will make sure to help her with whatever problems that are there.
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Yes.
Other:

Name: Yellowthorn
Gender: Tom
Age: 28 moons
Clan: Leafclan
Rank: Deputy
Mentor/Apprentice:
Kin: Lizardclaw (Brother), Raventalon (Brother) Vinepaw (Nephew), Jaggedpaw (Nephew), Kestrelpaw (Nephew), Mothpaw (Niece)
Mate: Open
Kits: none
Appearance: Light brown tabby tom with yellow eyes
Personality(Optional): Yellowthorn is very stiff, very adamant in his own opinions, and very passionate about his work. He does his job in an excellent fashion, and although passionate, he's not ambition nor seek his leaders life. He cares about his job as deputy more then making a family, but that's okay, right?
History: He's got the typical warrior-to-deputy history. He worked hard to get to the position he's in, and wouldn't give it up for the world. He does not regard Raventalon as a brother anymore, and does not let his brother's actions tarnish his ability as deputy. He's new, only been around for less than 2 moons as a deputy.
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: I live and breathe it, yes.
Other:

Name: Vinepaw
Gender: Tom
Age: 8 moons
Clan: Darkclan, former Rockclan
Rank: Minion
Mentor/Apprentice: Icestar
Kin: Raventalon (Father, Star) Mother dead, only other littermate died at birth.
Mate: Forbidden! But... if he ever is freed from Icestar's mind, probably Birchpaw... The two of them would work well together...
Kits: Super Forbidden!
Appearance: Black and brown tom with green eyes.
Personality(Optional): Vinepaw was always quiet, and feels at odds with his family relationship. All of his kin are dead, in his eyes, since his parents "Ran away" into the dark forest. He knows his father's fate, and suspects that his mother's was similar. But he doesn't dwell on that now, since he's become a Darkclan minion. Before he was Darkclan, Birchpaw really admired him, before he disappeared. She didn't know him too well, so maybe that helped a little.
History: He didn't know about his father 'ran away'. He was uncomfortable about it, but didn't tell anyone what really happened between his parents, because what would he say? After his father's disappearance, he went into the dark forest, in search of his parents. He ended up finding the hole where his father had been trapped and died in. He shut Shortly after he became an apprentice, he was taken by Darkclan, but he'd already had a moon of training beforehand. He's not Icestar's greatest weapon, but at least he doesn't talk back...
Do you promise to follow the warrior code?: Darkclan does not have one, so no.
Other:

((Sorry for the colors, I just thought it looked plain. My inspiration for these cats is to make a situation similar to Lilytail's and Orangewhisker's, and twisted beyond belief. I thought Cinderflight would be good for that.))

[willowsong12]

((*rushes back with a bundle of herbs* I'm here! *collapses on ground panting heavily* Running all the way back was not a good idea.))
Gathering
Islandsong looked at the other cats, she was unsure why StarClan had chosen her. She definently wasn't the best fighter in her clan and she wondered if StarClan had a mistake. Glancing up she heard Heathersong say they were all supposed to meet here tomorrow, sighing she decided she would come.

Whisperpaw stood and stretched her legs since they felt somewhat stiff. The dark brown apprentice arched her back until she tingled from stretching.

[catdoq]

Silvertail kneaded at the ground impatently, wanting to talk to her leader about Heathersong's prophecy. She sighed, I need to be with my clan in case something happens! I'm deputy for StarClan's sake! She growled to herself for a moment, then stood and started pacing at the edge of the clearing, fur starting to fluff up on her shoulders and neck. Her ears were pricked to hear anything else form the leaders but her eyes were a bit slitted and focused on her paws in a tight gaze.

[Tinkpetz]

(Yay for new cats! I will have to make more DarkClan cats to keep up. xD Also, DarkClan needs disposable minions for the coming battles and no one wants their cats to die, so I shall make some! Thank you for the herbs, Willow. x3 I hope they make me better. I'm tired now. Ready for epic lameness?!)

Gathering

Skystar watched Heathersong curiously as the tabby she-cat returned to her seat. How very...interesting. In a fight against DarkClan, she wasn't sure if she would have picked the IceClan cats that had been chosen. Nightfall had a small amount of potential, but Pinewhisker? The unrest emanating from the crowd below reminded her of her next duty. It was a custom that the leader to start the Gathering also had to end it. She padded forward. "This Gathering has now come to a close. The next full moon beckons." In her opinion, the closing words were silly-sounding, but StarClan wasn't about to allow them to be altered. The white she-cat walked briskly to the twining path around the Centertree, trying not to run down the vines. She was eager to quiz her warriors about any information they had gleaned.

Earthpaw felt an instant release of tension as Skystar turned away from the Highbranch. He had been tensing his muscles unknowingly. The giddy apprentice bounced up and down, straining to see Brightpaw. As soon as he spotted the pale-furred apprentice, he trotted toward her, darting around the other clan cats obstructing his path. "Brightpaw!" he mewed happily. She turned her head, seeming confused at first, but her face lit up as soon as she recognized him. "Hey, there," she replied, angling her body towards him. Cats were streaming around the pair of apprentices like water around rocks, rushing to bid their friends and family farewell. Earthpaw knew that Flamestar would be talking with Dawnstar, so he had a few more minutes before EarthClan had to exit the Gathering. "Chosen cats, huh?" the tabby tom meowed, his mind grasping for more words. "I guess DarkClan is getting pretty threatening." Brightpaw's face grew somber, and she met his eyes almost reluctantly. "I should know." Deciding that DarkClan wasn't the best topic to discuss with the victim of their bloodlust, Earthpaw tried to remember the chosen cats named for SunClan. "Both of SunClan's chosen ones were kits, right? That's sure strange." The pale apprentice nodded, face still somber despite Earthpaw's attempts to steer their conversation down a happier path. "I just hope StarClan knows what they're doing." Her words were gentle, noble but afraid, and they betrayed a world of pain and worry. The EarthClan apprentice opened his mouth to speak when Sunstar emerged from the vine path beside them and turned to Brightpaw. "SunClan is leaving now," he said briefly, trotting away to round up the rest of his clan. Brightpaw looked up at her tabby companion, weary thankfulness in her bright blue eyes. Earthpaw discovered very quickly where his friend had gotten her name. Her spirit was bright, her eyes were bright, and her outlook was bright. At least most of the time. "Goodbye," she whispered, padding silently away. Earthpaw turned to watch her go, remaining in the same position even when she was out of sight. (Cue Stormpaw!)

Marshpelt rose to his feet and padded forward, easily making his way to the base of the Centertree. It helped that most cats swerved to avoid the massive tom. Being a RockClan cat had it's benefits. "Islandsong?" he called, looking over to where the chosen cats had been called. He spotted her creamy fur and padded to her side, looking down to meet her eyes. "What do you plan to do?" he asked.

Silverleaf remained sitting for a moment after Skystar uttered the closing words. She wanted to get up, but at the same time she wanted to remain seated in hopes someone in particular would come to tell her goodbye. No one would come. The light grey she-cat hefted herself to her feet, moving slowly towards the oncoming form of her leader. (C'mon, Cloudfur, be a man! Or a tom in this case. :3)

Ashfeather rose briskly to her feet, ignoring Nightfire's quiery. She needed to catch Bloodstar before FireClan left so she could explain Foxflame's disappearance. She was prepared to lie if she had to.

Nightfeather layed his tail across his sister's shoulder as a sign she needed to get up and come with him. The night black tom padded toward his brother, eyes still wide in amazement. Nightfire followed him, her steps placed more leisurely than her younger brother's.

(Aaah! I have to go! I think this should be good enough, although I was rushing at the end. I probably should have posted for Heathersong so she could get out of the Centertree. Um...She's taking her time and waiting for everyone else to leave. xD I shall add cats to the front page tomorrow, seeing as how it's a Saturday and all. I will have more time. Not very much time, cause I'm busy with getting ready for a concert and trying to finish reading a book, but more time than I had yesterday. Good luck with your move, Fairy!! I luvs you! <3 ^-^ We shall have to talk more tomorrow. Or Sunday. If you get on the comuter on Sundays. O.o?)

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~Gathering~

Silvertail sighed and muttered, "Finally!" She looked around for Rainstar, fur fluffed up. She ran around the crowd to get to her leader and panted slightly, then looked up at Rainstar, "Rainstar, i need to talk to you."

((Rainstar is leader of WaterClan, right? XD)