B E E C H C L A N
{Sorrelstar, Sleetfoot, Cedarslash, Sparksong, Barkknot, Webwing, Burntsoul, Malloweyes}
When Tumbleclan filed into the clearing it was all Sorrelstar could do not to jump Russetleaf and give her both a piece of her mind and her claws. The tabby's eyes burned with a scatching heat as they raked the medicine cat's pelt. She was trembling and avoiding all eye contact, a sure sign of guilt in the Beechchclan leader's book. This was no time for niceties or any semblance of the sort that the other leader's were exchanging; Skunkbrush couldn't avenge his own murder. Hissing softly Sorrelstar stalked straight up to Sagestar, practically spitting her words in his face. "We need to talk, and it cannot wait until announcements." Behind her back Malloweyes shot a wink and a vicious grin at Swanfoot. This was just what they had wanted.
{Sorrelstar, Malloweyes & Burntsoul: Leader's group, waiting for Tumbleclan}
"Am I supposed to go with her?" Even now, Sleetfoot was uncomfortable with his position as deputy, and he shifted his paws awkwardly as he watched Sorrelstar and her entourage disappear. He probably was, backing their leader was something deputies did right? "Cedarslash, what do you think?" The tom nudged his mate who startled back into reality with a, "Hmm?" Sleetfoot searched her russet face as it turned to him, reading into the tired etched lines. "Are you okay? You seem pretty out of it." Cedarslash nodded haltingly. "Yeah," she breathed, "Just tired. I'll ask Skun- Asptail about it later." Sleetfoot's woory was far from assuaged but he pressed against her side and mewed, "Okay, well I think I'll stick with you then. Unless you don't want me to?" The she-cat snickered, "Oh no! Anything but Sleetfoot the feline burr!" She thwacked his side goodnaturedly and made as to push him off. He retaliated by leaning heavily against her. "Haha! You can't get rid of me that easily! You're stuck with me!" But Cedarslash gave a gasp and toppled over, dragging her mate down with her. But the grin on her muzzle said she was alright.
{Cedarslash & Sleetfoot: Open}
After a long journey in which Burntsoul was practically plastered to his side, chatting on about who knows what, Webwing was actually very relieved when she stalked off to go play witness. Immediately he felt guilty for the thought, Burntsoul didn't exactly have any friends besides him, and Malloweyes's didn't count. But sometimes even the nearly deaf tom couldn't hear himself think around her, and now she was pressing closer and closer and it was weird. The warrior found himself scanning the gathering for a sign of a familiar face in the crowd. With the spiders all hiding out for the winter Webwing had taken to frost fortune telling, and the cold swirls had told him that hanging out with Smoothpaw more wouldn't be a bad idea.
{Webwing: Searching for Smoothpetal}
Barkknot wasn't sure why Sparksong was following her around, surely the chatty she-cat would have had better things to do, like stay back at camp with Claywhistle or something. For some reason through she had begged to come to the gathering and then decided to tail poor Barkknot who would really just like her to go away please. "So how do gatherings usually go? We're supposed to make friends yeah? Claywhistle told me all about the game but Sorrelstar doesn't seem to be playing it. o you have a lot of out of clan friends?" Ignoring everything that was spewing out of the orange tabby's mouth didn't seem to be an effective strategy, so Barkknot sighed and finally gave an answer. "No, just one." Just thinking about Tangleknot made her feel a little giddy, and the warrior began to actively search the clearing for any sign of the muscular tom.
{Barkknot & Sparksong: Searching for Tangleknot}
{Sorrelstar, Sleetfoot, Cedarslash, Sparksong, Barkknot, Webwing, Burntsoul, Malloweyes}
When Tumbleclan filed into the clearing it was all Sorrelstar could do not to jump Russetleaf and give her both a piece of her mind and her claws. The tabby's eyes burned with a scatching heat as they raked the medicine cat's pelt. She was trembling and avoiding all eye contact, a sure sign of guilt in the Beechchclan leader's book. This was no time for niceties or any semblance of the sort that the other leader's were exchanging; Skunkbrush couldn't avenge his own murder. Hissing softly Sorrelstar stalked straight up to Sagestar, practically spitting her words in his face. "We need to talk, and it cannot wait until announcements." Behind her back Malloweyes shot a wink and a vicious grin at Swanfoot. This was just what they had wanted.
{Sorrelstar, Malloweyes & Burntsoul: Leader's group, waiting for Tumbleclan}
"Am I supposed to go with her?" Even now, Sleetfoot was uncomfortable with his position as deputy, and he shifted his paws awkwardly as he watched Sorrelstar and her entourage disappear. He probably was, backing their leader was something deputies did right? "Cedarslash, what do you think?" The tom nudged his mate who startled back into reality with a, "Hmm?" Sleetfoot searched her russet face as it turned to him, reading into the tired etched lines. "Are you okay? You seem pretty out of it." Cedarslash nodded haltingly. "Yeah," she breathed, "Just tired. I'll ask Skun- Asptail about it later." Sleetfoot's woory was far from assuaged but he pressed against her side and mewed, "Okay, well I think I'll stick with you then. Unless you don't want me to?" The she-cat snickered, "Oh no! Anything but Sleetfoot the feline burr!" She thwacked his side goodnaturedly and made as to push him off. He retaliated by leaning heavily against her. "Haha! You can't get rid of me that easily! You're stuck with me!" But Cedarslash gave a gasp and toppled over, dragging her mate down with her. But the grin on her muzzle said she was alright.
{Cedarslash & Sleetfoot: Open}
After a long journey in which Burntsoul was practically plastered to his side, chatting on about who knows what, Webwing was actually very relieved when she stalked off to go play witness. Immediately he felt guilty for the thought, Burntsoul didn't exactly have any friends besides him, and Malloweyes's didn't count. But sometimes even the nearly deaf tom couldn't hear himself think around her, and now she was pressing closer and closer and it was weird. The warrior found himself scanning the gathering for a sign of a familiar face in the crowd. With the spiders all hiding out for the winter Webwing had taken to frost fortune telling, and the cold swirls had told him that hanging out with Smoothpaw more wouldn't be a bad idea.
{Webwing: Searching for Smoothpetal}
Barkknot wasn't sure why Sparksong was following her around, surely the chatty she-cat would have had better things to do, like stay back at camp with Claywhistle or something. For some reason through she had begged to come to the gathering and then decided to tail poor Barkknot who would really just like her to go away please. "So how do gatherings usually go? We're supposed to make friends yeah? Claywhistle told me all about the game but Sorrelstar doesn't seem to be playing it. o you have a lot of out of clan friends?" Ignoring everything that was spewing out of the orange tabby's mouth didn't seem to be an effective strategy, so Barkknot sighed and finally gave an answer. "No, just one." Just thinking about Tangleknot made her feel a little giddy, and the warrior began to actively search the clearing for any sign of the muscular tom.
{Barkknot & Sparksong: Searching for Tangleknot}
