CaC - Roleplay thread - Calling all cats,Calling all clans -

My gallery · by **beebun** » Wed Jun 09, 2021 3:44 pm

snowclan
can bring three more.

briarstar / leader / 56 m / tags: open

the tabby molly sits near the leader’s area, but doesn’t seem to want to interact with anyone yet. she looks annoyed, her tail flicking back and forth.

jinglenose / deputy / 36 m / tags: fishleap tidalclan

“yes.” jinglenose nodded before adding, “how is.. tidalclan, right?” jinglenose tried to keep all clan names in his mind, because who knows when he would need that information? besides, briarstar sometimes asked him to talk about other clans that he knew.

glimpsebark / med cat / 34 m / tags: open

“have fun, wispwillow!” glimpsebark mewed to the other molly— she had become fond of wispwillow over the moons she had known the blind cat. wispwillow nodded, a solemn smile on her face as she slipped into the crowd. glimpsebark sighed and walked away, going towards where the medicine cats met.

wispwillow / warrior / 35 m / tags: civet’s scurry the order of the hyena

snowballshine / warrior / 13 m / tags: pinepaw duckclan

“ohh.” snowballshine mewed, realizing that most clans were named after their founders, which made the leader self-absorbed in their eyes. “well, snowclan has snowy weather, we almost never get rain. in the summer it’s warmer though.” they paused, “well, briarstar is our clan’s founder —also my mom— but she named the clan after the landscape, which is almost always filled with snow.” they burst into laughter. “I think I’m the only one in the clan who truly loves snow.”

seapaw / app / 12 m / tags: aulandrawhisk cascadeclan

the snowclan apprentice nodded, “sure. I’ll tell them for you.” seapaw paused, “also, um, what does aulandra mean? is it a flower?” seapaw really hoped that this question didn’t hurt aulandrawhisk’s feelings— the warrior was a kind cat, from what seapaw could tell. she had an awkward expression in her face.

My gallery · by **chaotic creativity** » Wed Jun 09, 2021 4:57 pm

CHESSCLAN !!

ROOKSTAR

Rookstar smiled and nodded as Night of Open Stars spoke, but he shook his head as she offered to listen. "It's far too much for one night, anyway," he meowed with a dismissive wave of his paw. "I hope things have been going well for Kyanite Keep in its first few moons of life," he chuckled, assuming the Clan to be rather young if it only had four members. While the size of a Clan didn't always reflect the age, four was an awfully small number for any age of Clan. "I was just a little apprentice when ChessClan was first started, but I still remember how every cat knew every cat in those days. Now, it's hard to tell faces and names apart from the sheer number of cats in the Clan," he chuckled. He had debated on splitting the Clan into three groups, each with their own Tour to lead them, but he knew that ChessClan deserved to stay together. There were plenty of places to split the camp into, but there was something special about how big the main camp had grown. The mix of snores, sighs, and breaths of his clanmates soothed him to sleep each night, and he always had trouble sleeping when he wasn't slow close to over two hundred other cats. In fact, the number of cats at the Gathering soothed him to be more comfortable in a place that wasn't home. "Is it just you, tonight, or did you bring your entire Clan?" he meowed, wondering if Kyanite Keep in its entirety was at this one place. ChessClan used to bring every cat able to attend, but barely any warriors attended anymore. Rookstar hoped to change that in the coming moons.

CHASMSTAR

Chasmstar listened intently as Frost's Sheen spoke of Lavender. "You must be proud for your sister to already have a little one of her own," she commented with a smile. Certain kits had big personalities so early on, and they were always the most fun to watch grow. "She sounds like the perfect little niece. Is your nursery rather full at the moment?" she asked, shuddering at the thought of how many kits were currently residing in her own nursery. Several were older and nearly apprentices, but the mothers in ChessClan seemed to have larger litters more often than smaller ones. There were several mornings where the shrieks of kits playing made the molly wish the litters would be smaller, but the nights where she could sit and watch the piles of kits slumber would always remind her of her love for kits. "I can't wait for Leaffall, if I'm being fully honest. The trees are so beautiful, turning the mountains a blend of amber, gold, and brown. Not to mention the cooling of the weather, which is a welcome change after the unbearable heat of Greenleaf," she meowed. The breeze may keep her cool, but she much preferred when the weather was cooler. Snow often came mid to late Leaffall, and she couldn't wait for several of the kits' first snow. They were always struck with wonder and joy, and she couldn't help but wiggle a bit at the thought of it.

RICHTERSCREECH

Richterscreech's smile widened as a tom padded up and recognized him. "The one and only! You must be Minnowflight," he meowed, recognizing the scent of IslandClan. Tourbillonpelt had spoken of Jaguarsnarl, the molly he had had a litter of kits with. Ocelotpaw and Lynxpaw would be beyond excited for news of their mother. "How is Jaguarsnarl and her kits? Ocelotpaw and Lynxpaw are growing like weeds," he chuckled. Richterscreech's great love for kits made him constantly active in kits' that weren't his own's lives. Tourbillonpelt was one of Richterscreech's best friends, and he'd been overjoyed to hear of his friend's kits. "I hope that everything in IslandClan is going well. I haven't seen or heard much from the border in the past several moons," he chuckled, unwilling to admit that he rarely attended border patrols with the duties he held as the Tour. He always took time to patrol at least once a moon, but it was often hard to even make time for that small adventure. With his many kits, many responsibilities, and constant exhaustion, he couldn't wait until Freuxfreckle was ready to resume his Tour duties. With Bergeronettebud a full Cavalier, it wouldn't be long, but Richterscreech would never be able to guess when exactly that would happen. He was eager to be a typical Cavalier again, alongside Butterflyleap, until he retired to the Ancien den, but he had to admit that he would miss being the Tour. No matter how exhausting and difficult it was, there was something about the position that he loved.

WOLFWHISKERS

Wolfwhiskers ducked his head to hide the slightest hint of a blush as Emberspark joked, at least he believed she was joking, about breaking rules to talk to him after he retired. "No den could contain me either. Rookstar would have to get over himself because I still plan on attending Gatherings after I'm retired," he huffed, his head nodding as he shot a glare in the direction of the gathered leaders. Emberspark mentioned her curiosity, and Wolfwhiskers just chuckled. "Breaking a few rules is never a bad thing, I might just partake in this breaking of rules with you," he chuckled. He'd always been a rule-following cat, but as he grew older he felt a rebellion growing in him. Just joking about breaking the rules made his paws itch to act on his words, but he wouldn't do that. He'd built up such trust with his Clan that the slightest misstep made him fear that he would break it. He loved his Clan, and he sure hoped his Clan loved him. They might get on his nerves with how reckless they were and how often they got hurt, but they were still his ChessClan that he'd healer for too many moons to count. He could remember nearly every remedy he'd given out, from an herb for kitten-cough to mending a broken leg. His eyes moved back to Emberspark with a smile. She'd essentially taken up residence in his mind, refusing to leave even if he had wanted her to. If he was honest, he rather enjoyed thinking about her and getting caught up in daydreams involving her. He genuinely looked forward to Gatherings for the chance that he might see her.

FAONDAPPLE

As the tom introduced himself as Cloudtongue of PineClan, she smiled. She'd heard of PineClan before; Rookstar had spoken to their leader once. As he asked her about why she was called Faonpaw if she had her full name, she dropped her head to hide her blush of embarrassment. "I meant Faondapple," she meowed sheepishly, knowing she'd messed up. She was still getting used to calling herself Faondapple, and she couldn't believe she'd already goofed up at her first Gathering as a full fou. "I'm still getting used to the name," she chuckled lightly, hoping Cloudtongue wouldn't make fun of or laugh at her. She'd worked so hard, training entirely as a warrior apprentice and then switching to be Wolfwhiskers' apprentice, that she'd gotten so accustomed to being called Faonpaw. Her training had taken nearly twenty moons, after all. She had been Faonpaw longer than both Faonkit and Faondapple combined, and yet she was still entirely embarrassed to call herself the wrong name. "This is my first Gathering with my full name, and I'm so excited to be here," she purred, tail curling high over her spine. Most medicine cats that she had met had been kind, if not a little grumpy, and Cloudtongue seemed to be on the kinder side. She had yet to meet a genuinely cruel medicine cat, but she doubted that would ever happen. Why would a cat who hated other cats want to help them? In any case, she hoped to never meet a medicine cat she didn't like.

LINDTPAW

Lindtpaw let out a quiet growl as Lichenpaw began to chase him. "You'll never catch me!" he cried, running in a circle around Faondapple. The two cats were delighted as they ran, and he skidded to a halt as Wolfwhiskers began to scold them. "I have more sense than a kit," Lindtpaw gasped, placing his paw on his chest as if in shock. Wolfwhiskers just shook his head and padded off, quickly followed by Faondapple. "Well, where would you—" Lindtpaw was cut off as he realized Lichenpaw had already dashed away. The molly was clearly eager to be at the Gathering, so he stumbled through the crowd slowly. He wanted to find other apprentices, maybe even another medicine cat apprentice, but he felt that the chances were low. With a grumble, he sat down and let his eyes flutter closed. He was just going to take a quick nap, and then he'd find someone to talk with.

LICHENPAW

Lichenpaw was startled by the tom who spoke to her. She jumped and spun, tail bushed out to nearly twice its normal size, before she smoothed her pelt down when she realized he was just about her size. "Oh, I'm sorry about that," she murmured, her voice nearly as quiet as a whisper. She shuffled her paw awkwardly in the dust, looking at Frostbitepaw out of the tops of her eyes. "It's nice to meet you, Frostbitepaw. My name is Lichenpaw," she mumbled, repeating the phrase Faondapple had taught her when she'd expressed her worries at not knowing how to greet another cat at the Gathering. She swallowed nervously, smiled awkwardly, and sat down to prevent herself from pacing. "I'm not that good with strangers," she whispered, pinning her ears back and leaning away as she waited for Frostbitepaw to storm off. Most cats would huff and leave when they realized how shy she was around strangers, so she was expecting this ghost bengal tom to do the exact same. She was usually outgoing and bubbly, but strangers scared her to the point that she could barely speak above a whisper to them. Her clanmates barely knew this side of her, as if only appeared when a new cat joined the Clan and checked into the medicine den to get a thorough check-up. She hated that she was acting like this in front of a cat who she hoped would be her friend by the end of the night, so she straightened up and tried to put on a brave face. Maybe if she acted less shy, she would become more comfortable quicker.

OISEAUDAPPLE

Quakestone spoke of tournaments, and Oiseaudapple longed to have something similar in ChessClan. "It's feather-brained that roses can't participate in the spring tournament. If you could, I might just sneak in to watch you put all the toms on their tails," he meowed with a huff, pretending to be more serious than he really was. As she mentioned the rose tournament to find an heir if there wasn't one, Oiseaudapple shuddered. "I couldn't imagine having to rely on a tournament for the next dame and roi. It's a good thing that we have a tour to take over when they pass," he meowed. Richterscreech was getting old, so it was clear that he would be replaced soon since it didn't seem that Rookstar and Chasmstar were going anywhere anytime soon. Quakestone asked about traditions in ChessClan, and he just shrugged. "Our final assessment is a two moon ordeal. We have to start at the far point of the Northern Pass and survive on our own in the treacherous terrain until we make it back to camp. No cat comes back unscathed, and many don't come back at all," he meowed. He was reminded of when Fourmisplash took off after a gut feeling told him that Acaiheart was hurt. When the tom returned with the injured apprenti, it had only made Oiseaudapple even more afraid for his own final assessment. Yet, all he'd returned with was a hidden scar on his belly from a close call with an eagle. "It's a shock I made it through with just the one scar," he purred, his heart racing as he remembered the fight for his life.

SPIRIT

Spirit nodded as Sunlight shared her name and her Clan. She had heard snippets about The Fallen, she believed that one of her leaders had spoken with One at a previous Gathering. "I guess apprentices would like that sort of thing," she meowed, sticking her nose up as if she hadn't been their age less than a season-cycle ago. She was glad she had joined ChessClan when she did, just barely old enough to be a cavalier. She didn't know how she would have reacted if they had wanted her to train as an apprenti despite being as old as the oldest apprenti. She did watch the other cavalier closely, having so recently escaped from being a kittypet, but she was learning quicker than if she were being taught one on one. She had learned through trial and error during her journeys, but she was still a weak hunter and fighter. She participated in more drills than the average cavalier, mostly learning from those sparring around her, and she attended as many hunting parties as she possibly could. "Some of those apprentices are probably stronger and more skilled than I ever could be," she chuckled. Several young cats dedicated themselves so whole-heartedly to their studies that they were able to outsmart even senior warriors. Those were always the apprenti that brought the most honor and pride to their mentor, and Spirit hoped that one day she could train her own apprenti like that. "Have you been in The Fallen for very long?" she piped up suddenly, remembering she was in a conversation with Sunlight.

LAPINHOP

Lapinhop's long legs were aching by the time he reached the Gathering. His eyes were strained from being narrowed against the bright sun through most of the journey, so he walked with his eyes mostly closed until they reached the crowd. He stepped on several paws and tails until he stopped to apologize to one molly. "I'm extremely sorry, my eyes still hurt from that intense sunlight we had today. Why couldn't we have had a single cloud for cover?" he moaned dramatically, resting his paw on his forehead and swooning backwards. He had hoped to make a good impression on the molly, who was just a blob in his sight as he tried to open his eyes wider. He knew there was only the light of the full moon, but it would take him several moments to adjust to the semi-darkness. He'd been warned as a kit that his eyes would make him more easily hurt by the light, but he hadn't believed them until recently when he couldn't leave the trees until the sun was beginning to set. He sat beside her and rubbed his eyes with his paws, the blurryness beginning to retreat from his vision until he finally stopped and turn to look at the molly fully. She was rather pretty, with her pelt shimmering in the moonlight. Lapinhop noted that every pelt seemed to shine in the moonlight in a way completely different than in the sunlight. "It's beautiful out here tonight, now that I can see," he chuckled. He was tired and could have taken a nap right there, but he knew he needed to stay awake and at least talk to one cat at his first Gathering.

THE ORDER OF THE HYENA !!

HYENA'S BREATH

Hyena's Breath narrowed her eyes as she approached the Gathering. The last time she had attended the Gathering, she hadn't had a single member in her Clan other than herself. Now, she had an Aide, an Herbalist, and three Scavengers. All five cats followed along behind her, and she turned to nod at them slowly. They fanned out behind her, their thin frames hidden behind long claws and bared teeth. She wouldn't do to have her Clan present themselves as quiet and calm, and she nodded as she saw them hiss at the cats who got too close to them before they reached their destination. "Now, you know to only gain information. Never give away any news about the Order," she meowed, slinking off towards the leaders as the rest of her Clan broke apart behind her. She sat down and swept her tail close to her, her strangely mottled tortoiseshell pelt making her blend into the dappled shadows across the ground.

CIVET'S SCURRY

Civet's Scurry noticed Wispwillow get suddenly silent, as if she had something on her mind, but she didn't want to open up the discussion to anything that might make the molly uncomfortable. "Have you been in SnowClan for very long? I'm not even sure how old your Clan is," she meowed. She knew next to nothing about any other Clan, so she wasn't aware if SnowClan was a rather new Clan or one that was countless seasons old. The Order was a relatively new Clan, that much was clear, but Civet's Scurry felt as if she had been a Clan cat for her entire life. She felt comfortable in the camp, as if she'd always lived there, and she knew the daily duties like the back of her paw. "The moon is rather lovely. I wonder what the surface of it is like. Do cats walk on the moon as they do here on the ground? Hyena's Breath once spoke of a story of cats who tried to travel to the moon through its reflection in a pool," Civet's Scurry chuckled. She didn't mention that the story had ended with the cats never being heard from again, even if Civet's Scurry believed they had made it to the moon rather than the alternative that most cats claimed to believe. She typically chose to believe the brighter option of things, even if most cats chose to believe in the darker option. She could imagine them now, the cats walking happily across the moon, content with their lives since they had reached their destination when many cats said they wouldn't. Civet's Scurry dreamed of a grand adventure like that someday, to defy the odds, but she doubted a random cat like her would ever be the one tossed into one.

OSTRICH'S CRY

Ostrich's Cry recoiled at Halepen's sharp, but brief, explanation of his name. She knew he was withholding information, but a cat could choose just how much or how little to reveal about themselves. "Ignition is a rather cool name, and I'm sorry you weren't allowed to keep it," she meowed, scratching the front of her leg with her claws. As Halepen described an ostrich and compared it to something called a cassowary, she nodded. "They can't fly, and they've actually got lighter grey necks with black feathered bodies. They're fierce birds, rather dangerous if you get to close," she snapped, gnashing her teeth together as a joke. "The legs are the most dangerous part of them, though. They've got sharp talons, and they'll kick and scratch if they feel threatened. We know to avoid them if at all possible," she meowed, eyes narrowed.

ZEBRA'S GALLOP

Zebra's Gallop's mind was racing as The Tree spoke. She was still perplexed, but she chose not to press the issue. Some traditions of other Clans would never make sense to her, and she felt it not to be beneficial to try and understand. With a sigh, she listened to where he came from. She had never heard of tribes, but she had definitely heard of Clans. "Matriarch Hyena's Breath might know more about tribes, so I'll have to ask her for more information about them. I've never actually heard about them," she meowed. The savanna was only home to the five Orders, none going by the name 'Clan' or even using traditional Clan naming systems. The only reason they were considered a Clan was because they claimed themselves to be one. "If I'm being honest, I've never heard of DuckClan. I've never actually heard of any Clan, but that may be because I'm so new to the Order, who is not bordered by any Clan," she chuckled. They were a secluded Clan, and she rather liked it that way. There was a high chance that this would be her last Gathering, mostly because she never wanted to return to such a large group of cats. It was rather unsettling to be surrounded on all sides after living in such a small Clan as the Order. She wasn't used to the large number of cats in one place, but she wondered if the Order would ever grow large enough to have more than a dozen cats in their camp. She couldn't help but chuckle at the thought, especially since the Order had been so small for several moons now.

WILDEBEEST'S STAMPEDE

Wildebeest's Stampede could see that Fairytail was slowly becoming more comfortable the more they spoke. Fairytail was a rather unusual name, mostly because Wildebeest's Stampede didn't know what a fairy was. "You have nothing to apologize for, Fairytail. Some cats struggle with conversation and meeting new cats, and that's completely fine. Several friends I've had were the exact same way," he chuckled, remembering how Crash and Boom had always frozen and mumbled any time they met a new cat. At the thought of his old friends, who he hadn't seen in many moons, he couldn't help but wonder what they were up to now. What was in the past stayed in the past, so he turned his attention back to Fairytail. "It's good to be wary with what kinds of cats are running around nowadays. There's been too many stories of cats trying to take over Clans to fully trust a cat at your first meeting," he rumbled, hoping to comfort her but wondering if it was at all the right thing to say. "I'm not saying that I'm one of those evil cats, at least I don't think I am, I just thought it might help. I mean, with your nerves. Well—" he quickly clamped his jaws shut and shook his head, refusing to speak another word before he fully thought out what he was meaning to convey. Zebra's Gallop always teased him that he had a tendency to get tongue-tied out of the blue, but he always hated it when it happened around a cat he'd never met before.

LION'S SHADOW

Lion's Shadow stared at Mallowbrook as she mentioned never hearing of the Order before. "We've come a rather long way, if I'm being honest. It was a several day journey to attend, which is why we don't make it to every Gathering. This is my first, and my Clan has only attended one other," he meowed, his voice just as quiet as when he had introduced himself to Mallowbrook. They had left approximately three sunrises before, and they'd traveled for several days to attend the Gathering. Hyena's Breath had spoken that she would only like to attend a maximum of every other Gathering, but Lion's Shadow knew they wouldn't even make it to that many. It was simply too far, and too tiring to attend very many. Lion's Shadow may still have been a relatively young scavenger, but he didn't want to spend most of his life traveling. He had settled in the Order for a reason, but he was willing to attend a Gathering every now and then. "Have you had to travel far? I'm not sure where any other Clans come from," he meowed. As a new member to the Order, he only knew that they didn't border a single Clan. Before the Order, he hadn't even known Clans outside of the five main Orders of the savanna even existed. Now that he was here, he was aware that Clans came from all around. While the Order may be removed from most of the Clans, he knew that he would happen across a Clan no matter what direction he traveled in. There were too many scents of different Clans to count, and it almost shocked him that this was just a small fraction of most of these Clans. It was beyond thrilling to think that so many Clans existed.

My gallery · by **[kat]** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 2:12 pm

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♪ Foxcatcher
tom ; warrior ; tags: ploverheart
When Foxcatcher turned and saw the attractive molly meandering towards him, suddenly his confidence started to slip. He recognized her scent from the PineClan border, so at least he knew she was friendly, but now he was aware that he wanted to make a good impression on her. He cleared her throat as she made it to him, and dipped his head politely, albeit a bit awkwardly. "Hey! Didn't think I'd meet such a pretty molly tonight, but here you are." He meowed, flashing her a wide grin with confidence reinstated.

❋ Brindlebirch
molly ; perma queen ; tags: mapleshadow
Brindlebirch couldn't hold back a purr when Mapleshadow spoke. "You know I'm always happy to see you." Her reply was soft, and laced with nerves, but genuine as it could be. Her eyes widened when the Highgarden molly produced a delicate rose, its petals still full of color despite not being in season, and she swallowed her surprise to hear Mapleshadow stuttering about something- not what she had ever expected from the confident molly. She leaned down and daintily touched her nose to the petals, holding her breath so as not to damage it, and when she rose again she couldn't keep the smile from her muzzle. "Mapleshadow- it's beautiful. Seriously, no one's ever given me something so lovely." She glanced at her paws for a moment, building up the courage to say what she next had in mind. "It... it's like you, in that way."

❧ Poppyshade
molly ; warrior ; tags: jayswoop
Poppyshade let out a long, slow sigh. Although she could still feel the news of Violetspark's death settling into a soreness deep in her bones, she decided that for his sake, she should at least try to enjoy the rest of her night here with Jayswoop. "Cricketpounce!" She meowed in surprise. She nodded approvingly, tapping the ground a couple of times in thought. "He was always smart, and good at gathering the Clan towards a common goal. I'm sure he's a great deputy. And Bramblingpath- that's a beautiful name! I hope I can meet her someday." But the news that truly shocked her was that Jayswoop and Daisystem were not only mates now, but that they were going to start a family. "Kits! Jayswoop, that's amazing! So you finally confessed to her, huh?" She gave her friend a teasing prod in the flank with a knowing grin on her face.

✥ Lotusfall
molly ; warrior ; tags: splitfire
Lotusfall craned her neck to see above the crowd, having heard her mate's voice and recognizing it instantly. "Splitfire!" Doing her best to avoid strangers who certainly didn't want her in their space, she let a purr rumble in her throat as she padded forward to meet the cat who she had been missing, and pressed forward to bury her head in Splitfire's shoulder fur. "It's been too long, my love. Far too long."

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♛ Night of the Stars
molly ; queen ; tags: rookstar
Night nodded slowly when Rookstar declined her offer to listen to his woes. In truth she had fully expected the refusal, and after a short internal questioning, decided that she probably would have denied any similar offer to herself- she wasn't one who really tried to feel things anyway, and talking about them made them much too real. She smiled at Rookstar's kind wishes and tilted her head thoughtfully. "Well, I can tell you I didn't expect to be the leader of a Clan- oh, what was it- four or five moons ago? It's certainly been a journey, and one that I'm still learning about. I don't know if I'll ever have what it takes to be a leader like those of ancient Kyanite Keep... but, I'll do my best for my Clan." She gave a sheepish shrug and drew absentminded lines in the dirt with her claws. "It's only a few of us attending tonight. The rest stayed behind to guard. What about you?"

☄ Blaze of the Stars
tom ; king ; tags: open
Blaze let out a short crow of laughter. This young tom was certainly just as energetic as he looked and more- he could have been mistaken for an overgrown apprentice if he hadn't already told Blaze his name. "Ah yes, Crown of Embers- Night has told me about him. From what I hear he's a fair and noble leader," he mused, glancing once at Rusa to inquire about the young tom's own opinion. He let out another chuckle at the word 'diplomacy,' wondering if he himself would be tasked with such things in the future. "Kyanite Keep is still a bit small. So we're not too worried about that yet- but you're right, developing alliances with Clans who may be more powerful than us who could be important assets to our success in the future does sound, as you put it, so boring." He shot Rusa an amused glance and nodded at his next question. "There are two leaders- a king and a queen. See if you can guess who is who."

My gallery · by **ponz** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 3:09 pm

SPRUCECLAN
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CRICKETPOUNCE | Deputy | M | 82 moons | TAGS: Frostflower (PineClan)

A flash of waving white fur in his peripheral vision caught Cricketpounce’s eye. Perhaps it was coincidence, but the nearly inaudible one-two step of a PineClan cat, stealthy as even the clumsiest of their number were, could not be ignored. “Frostflower!” Cricketpounce called, whirling around to greet her with a smile. And as he’d thought, the white molly hovered just behind him, long tail swaying in the gentle breeze. “I’m so glad to see you here this evening. It’s really been too long. How have you and Ramkit been?”

JAYSWOOP | Warrior | M | 40 moons | TAGS: Poppyshade (VagaryClan)
The tabby coughed sharply, suddenly very interested in the ground beneath his paws. “Um,” Jayswoop croaked. He refused to meet Poppyshade’s eyes. “I didn’t. She, ah… she asked me out first. But I was gonna do it, I swear!” Gathering his confidence back up, Jayswoop turned to look at his friend and ignored the warmth in his cheeks. “You’ll have to come visit soon. You can meet Bramblingpath, and meet any of the kits once they’re born. You will be their aunt, after all!” Then, before Poppyshade could accept or decline the offer, Jayswoop gave her his best pleasing look. “Daisystem and I would be delighted to see you there.”

CRIMSONTAIL | Warrior | M | 26 moons | TAGS: open!

Crimson bared his teeth in frenetic glee, splitting from the fold of his clanmates into an enveloping crowd. SpruceClan called him Crimsontail, perhaps a wry jab at Crimson’s daunting plumage, but he wasn’t particularly bothered. Hardly a moon he’d spent with the mountain cats, and now he was accompanying them to a meeting between more clans than he could count. He liked the thrill of it, of running headlong into danger and the shock of adrenaline that followed suit. The Gathering wasn’t exactly dangerous, as far as he knew, but it was still nice to be somewhere where he could play around for the evening. And as Crimson raced into the fray, he could hardly help himself from yowling in delight. This was certainly going to be fun!

BRAMBLINGPATH | Warrior | F | 23 moons | TAGS: Owltalon + Hornetsting (The Fallen)

By her third circle around the Gathering place, Bramblingpath found herself succumbing to boredom. Surely, it would be more interesting to find someone to talk to! As she slowed her brisk pace to a walk, the nearby bushes rustled in the wake of a small clan entering. Two mollies, one a mottled tortoiseshell not unlike herself and the other pitch-black in color, trailed off to a stop as the two older warriors leading the way split from the group. Curious now, Bramblingpath let her head tilt to the side and padded closer. “Hello,” she greeted, smiling lightly at the two newcomers. “I’m Bramblingpath from SpruceClan. Mind if I join you two?”

STORMPAW | Apprentice | M | 9 moons | TAGS: Caperpaw (CascadeClan)
“Hullo, Caperpaw,” he said, grinning as his conversation partner did a little dance around him. “I’ve been apprenticed fer’ maybe three, four moons? In SpruceClan— that’s where I’m from— we study lots of things. Hunting first, then how to climb the mountain’s face. We do some sparring an’ swimming, too.” Stormpaw eyed the bright-faced apprentice before him, trying perhaps a little too hard not to show how entertained he was. “What do they teach where you come from?”

GOLDEN KINGDOM
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FROST’S SHEEN | Crown Princess | F | 23 moons | TAGS: Chasmstar (ChessClan)
“Yes,” Frost’s Sheen purred. “We are always delighted to welcome new lives into the Kingdom, particularly those in the family. But at the moment, there are only a pawful of little ones. With autumn on our heels, or Leaf-fall, in your terms, it is fortunate that there are only a few more expecting parents.” Ginger’s Root was the only cat she knew personally, but already the molly had begun to complain about her kitting falling during the colder months. Frost’s Sheen hummed in agreement as Chasmstar described the shift in weather, already imagining the cool embrace of winter winds as they raced through the valley she called home. “Snow does not last long, where we come from,” she said, smiling lightly. “It did make for delightful games as a kitten, though. I look forwards to seeing the bantlings and squires experience their first snowfall.”

LYNX’S PROWL | Knight | M | 54 moons | TAGS: Sunflicker (LightClan)

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sunflicker!” Lynx’s Prowl rumbled, offering his own smile in return. He stretched out slowly, dropping down into a seated position and tilting his head towards Sunflicker. “I’ve always thought these Gatherings were a nice place to make friends. Is this your first?” After a moment of thought, Lynx offered another question. “Ah, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I meant to ask you what clan you call home! Myself, I come from the Golden Kingdom.”

MAISIE | Knight | F | 43 moons | TAGS: Conuresun (TidalClan)

“Life in TidalClan sure sounds nice,” Maisie hummed, already visualizing it in her mind’s eye. “Peaceful days by the shore... why, that’s any cat’s dream! Or, at least, for us the Golden Kingdom. We don’t often see a body of water bigger than a puddle!” Chuckling a bit at the mental image of Conuresun and Sanderlingfrost bobbing up and down in the ocean’s tides, Maisie nodded as her half-sister confirmed the absence of her mate. “You’ll have to tell him that I said hello!” she purred. “It was nice to meet him at the last Gathering.”

DESDEMONA | Knight | F | 37 moons | TAGS: Fluttercloud (MoonClan)

“Thank you,” Desdemona murmured, climbing atop the rocks, and nodding in appreciation as she settled into the space that had been cleared for her. The stones were still sun-warm and made a pleasant surface to sprawl all four of her spotted legs across in contentment. For a moment, Desdemona just relaxed into the warmth, focused on nothing but the quiet breathing of her neighbor. But while sitting in comfortable silence with this unknown molly was already quite nice, she was curious as to whose company she was keeping. “My name is Desdemona,” she offered, flicking one silver ear in the molly’s direction. “What’s yours?”

RUSA’S RACE | Knight | M | 16 moons | TAGS: Blaze of the Stars (Kyanite Keep)
“Crown of Embers? Oh, he’s a great leader, but between you and me, I think he’s a huuuuge dork,” Rusa’s Race whispered, just a little too loudly. “But don’t worry! You seem cool, King Blaze. Cooler than Embers, anyways.” With a more serious look in the king’s direction, Rusa shed his good humor for a moment of honesty. “Don’t be scared about the size of your kingdom,” he meowed solemnly. “In time, it will grow. What matters now is how you lead it.” And just like that, Rusa’s Race was back to grinning wildly. “My guess is… that you must be the queen,” he chirped, sticking out his tongue to show his lighthearted intent. “Kidding! What’s it like to be the big cat in charge, even if you have to share the role? Seems kinda stressful.”

YOUNG ALYSSUM | Squire | F | 8 moons | TAGS: Willowdancer (Celestial Beings)

Alyssum smiled to herself as she padded into the Gathering-place after the rest of the Golden Kingdom. It was indeed a bustling, noisy hubbub of activity, just as Frost had said, and the cacophony of sound and scent assaulting her senses had Young Alyssum nearly reeling. Still, though, the excitement brewing beneath her skin went untempered. She knew she was small and dainty, like her father and her sisters and her brother, but she was not afraid. Not even when she bounded headfirst into a full-grown molly! Stumbling backwards, Alyssum’s face felt as warm as her ginger fur as she stammered apologies to the ticked tabby before her. “My name is Alyssum, and I’m a squire from the Golden Kingdom,” she said, once she’d collected herself enough from the embarrassment. “Sorry again for bumping into you!”

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My gallery · by **[kat]** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 3:28 pm

ᴠᴀɢᴀʀʏᴄʟᴀɴ

♪ Foxcatcher
tom ; warrior ; tags: ploverheart
When Foxcatcher turned and saw the attractive molly meandering towards him, suddenly his confidence started to slip. He recognized her scent from the PineClan border, so at least he knew she was friendly, but now he was aware that he wanted to make a good impression on her. He cleared her throat as she made it to him, and dipped his head politely, albeit a bit awkwardly. "Hey! Didn't think I'd meet such a pretty molly tonight, but here you are." He meowed, flashing her a wide grin with confidence reinstated.

❋ Brindlebirch
molly ; perma queen ; tags: mapleshadow
Brindlebirch couldn't hold back a purr when Mapleshadow spoke. "You know I'm always happy to see you." Her reply was soft, and laced with nerves, but genuine as it could be. Her eyes widened when the Highgarden molly produced a delicate rose, its petals still full of color despite not being in season, and she swallowed her surprise to hear Mapleshadow stuttering about something- not what she had ever expected from the confident molly. She leaned down and daintily touched her nose to the petals, holding her breath so as not to damage it, and when she rose again she couldn't keep the smile from her muzzle. "Mapleshadow- it's beautiful. Seriously, no one's ever given me something so lovely." She glanced at her paws for a moment, building up the courage to say what she next had in mind. "It... it's like you, in that way."

❧ Poppyshade
molly ; warrior ; tags: jayswoop
Poppyshade let out a loud whoop of laughter, and found herself doubled over at Jayswoop's embarrassed expression. "Of course she did! And of course you were. Just like I'm sure you were the one to bring up the possibility of a family, right?" She shot him a knowing grin. "Trust me, I would love nothing more than to come visit you all. If Bramblingpath is anything like you then I'm sure she's a lovely cat, and I can't believe I might be an aunt soon! Maybe Brambletuft could come with me sometime, too- I'm sure he'll want to meet his grandchildren!" The topic of Brambletuft stung her heart a little bit, but she did her best not to let the smile falter from her muzzle.

✥ Lotusfall
molly ; warrior ; tags: splitfire
Lotusfall craned her neck to see above the crowd, having heard her mate's voice and recognizing it instantly. "Splitfire!" Doing her best to avoid strangers who certainly didn't want her in their space, she let a purr rumble in her throat as she padded forward to meet the cat who she had been missing, and pressed forward to bury her head in Splitfire's shoulder fur. "It's been too long, my love. Far too long."

ᴋʏᴀɴɪᴛᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ

♛ Night of the Stars
molly ; queen ; tags: rookstar
Night nodded slowly when Rookstar declined her offer to listen to his woes. In truth she had fully expected the refusal, and after a short internal questioning, decided that she probably would have denied any similar offer to herself- she wasn't one who really tried to feel things anyway, and talking about them made them much too real. She smiled at Rookstar's kind wishes and tilted her head thoughtfully. "Well, I can tell you I didn't expect to be the leader of a Clan- oh, what was it- four or five moons ago? It's certainly been a journey, and one that I'm still learning about. I don't know if I'll ever have what it takes to be a leader like those of ancient Kyanite Keep... but, I'll do my best for my Clan." She gave a sheepish shrug and drew absentminded lines in the dirt with her claws. "It's only a few of us attending tonight. The rest stayed behind to guard. What about you?"

☄ Blaze of the Stars
tom ; king ; tags: open
"Cooler than Embers!" Blaze chuckled, not entirely believing what he was hearing. "Well, I'll have to meet him first to determine that. But don't worry, I'll be sure to tell him that you spoke only loving words, and you definitely think he's noble and not at all dorky." At Rusa's unexpected advice, Blaze could only blink at the small tom, unsure what to say in return. It was, after all, a bit strange for such a young cat to be giving advice to a king- but surprisingly, he felt reassured. "You're right- and we're doing our best. And with the Golden Kingdom on our side, I'm sure everyone will see success for both Clans." He then shook his head in amusement at Rusa's teasing comment. "How did you know I was the queen?" He gave the young tom a short poke in the side. "Really, though, it doesn't feel like I'm in charge. Night and I share the role but, truthfully, it seems like she has a way that she wants things to be done, and I respect her for it. Sometimes I feel like she's more suited for the role than I am."

My gallery · by **ponz** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 4:03 pm

SPRUCECLAN
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CRICKETPOUNCE | Deputy | M | 82 moons | TAGS: Frostflower (PineClan)

A flash of waving white fur in his peripheral vision caught Cricketpounce’s eye. Perhaps it was coincidence, but the nearly inaudible one-two step of a PineClan cat, stealthy as even the clumsiest of their number were, could not be ignored. “Frostflower!” Cricketpounce called, whirling around to greet her with a smile. And as he’d thought, the white molly hovered just behind him, long tail swaying in the gentle breeze. “I’m so glad to see you here this evening. It’s really been too long. How have you and Ramkit been?”

JAYSWOOP | Warrior | M | 40 moons | TAGS: Poppyshade (VagaryClan)
“I’m serious!” Jayswoop whined, smiling in spite of himself as Poppyshade cackled at his expense. It was good to see her laughing. “But you do have me there. Kittens were her idea, too.” Shaking his head, Jayswoop licked one white paw and brought it over his muzzle to hide his flustered expression. “You should definitely bring Brambletuft, too. I know it’s been a while since he left to find you, but there’s no way he isn’t still a big old sap. I’d bet you all the mice in the world that he cries as soon as he sees the kits.”

CRIMSONTAIL | Warrior | M | 26 moons | TAGS: open!

Crimson bared his teeth in frenetic glee, splitting from the fold of his clanmates into an enveloping crowd. SpruceClan called him Crimsontail, perhaps a wry jab at Crimson’s daunting plumage, but he wasn’t particularly bothered. Hardly a moon he’d spent with the mountain cats, and now he was accompanying them to a meeting between more clans than he could count. He liked the thrill of it, of running headlong into danger and the shock of adrenaline that followed suit. The Gathering wasn’t exactly dangerous, as far as he knew, but it was still nice to be somewhere where he could play around for the evening. And as Crimson raced into the fray, he could hardly help himself from yowling in delight. This was certainly going to be fun!

BRAMBLINGPATH | Warrior | F | 23 moons | TAGS: Owltalon + Hornetsting (The Fallen)

By her third circle around the Gathering place, Bramblingpath found herself succumbing to boredom. Surely, it would be more interesting to find someone to talk to! As she slowed her brisk pace to a walk, the nearby bushes rustled in the wake of a small clan entering. Two mollies, one a mottled tortoiseshell not unlike herself and the other pitch-black in color, trailed off to a stop as the two older warriors leading the way split from the group. Curious now, Bramblingpath let her head tilt to the side and padded closer. “Hello,” she greeted, smiling lightly at the two newcomers. “I’m Bramblingpath from SpruceClan. Mind if I join you two?”

STORMPAW | Apprentice | M | 9 moons | TAGS: Caperpaw (CascadeClan)

“Hullo, Caperpaw,” he said, grinning as his conversation partner did a little dance around him. “I’ve been apprenticed fer’ maybe three, four moons? In SpruceClan— that’s where I’m from— we study lots of things. Hunting first, then how to climb the mountain’s face. We do some sparring an’ swimming, too.” Stormpaw eyed the bright-faced apprentice before him, trying perhaps a little too hard not to show how entertained he was. “What do they teach where you come from?”

GOLDEN KINGDOM
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FROST’S SHEEN | Crown Princess | F | 23 moons | TAGS: Chasmstar (ChessClan)

“Yes,” Frost’s Sheen purred. “We are always delighted to welcome new lives into the Kingdom, particularly those in the family. But at the moment, there are only a pawful of little ones. With autumn on our heels, or Leaf-fall, in your terms, it is fortunate that there are only a few more expecting parents.” Ginger’s Root was the only cat she knew personally, but already the molly had begun to complain about her kitting falling during the colder months. Frost’s Sheen hummed in agreement as Chasmstar described the shift in weather, already imagining the cool embrace of winter winds as they raced through the valley she called home. “Snow does not last long, where we come from,” she said, smiling lightly. “It did make for delightful games as a kitten, though. I look forwards to seeing the bantlings and squires experience their first snowfall.”

LYNX’S PROWL | Knight | M | 54 moons | TAGS: Sunflicker (LightClan)

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sunflicker!” Lynx’s Prowl rumbled, offering his own smile in return. He stretched out slowly, dropping down into a seated position and tilting his head towards Sunflicker. “I’ve always thought these Gatherings were a nice place to make friends. Is this your first?” After a moment of thought, Lynx offered another question. “Ah, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I meant to ask you what clan you call home! Myself, I come from the Golden Kingdom.”

MAISIE | Knight | F | 43 moons | TAGS: Conuresun (TidalClan)

“Life in TidalClan sure sounds nice,” Maisie hummed, already visualizing it in her mind’s eye. “Peaceful days by the shore... why, that’s any cat’s dream! Or, at least, for us the Golden Kingdom. We don’t often see a body of water bigger than a puddle!” Chuckling a bit at the mental image of Conuresun and Sanderlingfrost bobbing up and down in the ocean’s tides, Maisie nodded as her half-sister confirmed the absence of her mate. “You’ll have to tell him that I said hello!” she purred. “It was nice to meet him at the last Gathering.”

DESDEMONA | Knight | F | 37 moons | TAGS: Fluttercloud (MoonClan)

“Thank you,” Desdemona murmured, climbing atop the rocks, and nodding in appreciation as she settled into the space that had been cleared for her. The stones were still sun-warm and made a pleasant surface to sprawl all four of her spotted legs across in contentment. For a moment, Desdemona just relaxed into the warmth, focused on nothing but the quiet breathing of her neighbor. But while sitting in comfortable silence with this unknown molly was already quite nice, she was curious as to whose company she was keeping. “My name is Desdemona,” she offered, flicking one silver ear in the molly’s direction. “What’s yours?”

RUSA’S RACE | Knight | M | 16 moons | TAGS: Blaze of the Stars (Kyanite Keep)
“Absolutely,” Rusa nodded seriously, orange eyes wide. “The Golden Kingdom will be there, anytime!” His act of maturity was only tarnished by his excited vibrating in place— Otter’s Fang was going to be so proud of him for negotiating a whole alliance! “That’s a good strategy for maintaining a stable crown,” he said primly. “If Queen Night leads the clan by governing, then you lead the clan by taking care of its cats. It’s like…. if she teaches them how to catch a mouse, you help them share the mouse so that everyone is happy. Your cats will respect Queen Night because she knows what she’s doing, but they’ll love you because they know you care!” Now a little sheepish, Rusa’s Race looked down quickly. What was he doing, lecturing a king? “Or, that’s what my dad says, anyways. But you seem like a good king, King Blaze. I believe in you!”

YOUNG ALYSSUM | Squire | F | 8 moons | TAGS: Willowdancer (Celestial Beings)

Alyssum smiled to herself as she padded into the Gathering-place after the rest of the Golden Kingdom. It was indeed a bustling, noisy hubbub of activity, just as Frost had said, and the cacophony of sound and scent assaulting her senses had Young Alyssum nearly reeling. Still, though, the excitement brewing beneath her skin went untempered. She knew she was small and dainty, like her father and her sisters and her brother, but she was not afraid. Not even when she bounded headfirst into a full-grown molly! Stumbling backwards, Alyssum’s face felt as warm as her ginger fur as she stammered apologies to the ticked tabby before her. “My name is Alyssum, and I’m a squire from the Golden Kingdom,” she said, once she’d collected herself enough from the embarrassment. “Sorry again for bumping into you!”

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My gallery · by **[kat]** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 4:14 pm

ᴠᴀɢᴀʀʏᴄʟᴀɴ

♪ Foxcatcher
tom ; warrior ; tags: ploverheart
When Foxcatcher turned and saw the attractive molly meandering towards him, suddenly his confidence started to slip. He recognized her scent from the PineClan border, so at least he knew she was friendly, but now he was aware that he wanted to make a good impression on her. He cleared her throat as she made it to him, and dipped his head politely, albeit a bit awkwardly. "Hey! Didn't think I'd meet such a pretty molly tonight, but here you are." He meowed, flashing her a wide grin with confidence reinstated.

❋ Brindlebirch
molly ; perma queen ; tags: mapleshadow
Brindlebirch couldn't hold back a purr when Mapleshadow spoke. "You know I'm always happy to see you." Her reply was soft, and laced with nerves, but genuine as it could be. Her eyes widened when the Highgarden molly produced a delicate rose, its petals still full of color despite not being in season, and she swallowed her surprise to hear Mapleshadow stuttering about something- not what she had ever expected from the confident molly. She leaned down and daintily touched her nose to the petals, holding her breath so as not to damage it, and when she rose again she couldn't keep the smile from her muzzle. "Mapleshadow- it's beautiful. Seriously, no one's ever given me something so lovely." She glanced at her paws for a moment, building up the courage to say what she next had in mind. "It... it's like you, in that way."

❧ Poppyshade
molly ; warrior ; tags: jayswoop
In spite of everything, Poppyshade had to admit it was good to laugh. It was nice to let off some of the stress that had been accumulating, especially after Violetspark's news. "Well, they were a good idea." She murmured thoughtfully. "And yes, I think I
will. He... he is a sap." A strange emotion twisted her face, but it dissipated after a heartbeat. "You should have seen him when he came to VagaryClan. He was a wreck- but then again, so was I!" She licked her chest fur in embarrassment. "I didn't know how much I needed to see him again until he was right in front of me. Don't, uh- don't laugh at me if I cry when I see Daisystem again."

✥ Lotusfall
molly ; warrior ; tags: splitfire
Lotusfall craned her neck to see above the crowd, having heard her mate's voice and recognizing it instantly. "Splitfire!" Doing her best to avoid strangers who certainly didn't want her in their space, she let a purr rumble in her throat as she padded forward to meet the cat who she had been missing, and pressed forward to bury her head in Splitfire's shoulder fur. "It's been too long, my love. Far too long."

ᴋʏᴀɴɪᴛᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ

♛ Night of the Stars
molly ; queen ; tags: rookstar
Night nodded slowly when Rookstar declined her offer to listen to his woes. In truth she had fully expected the refusal, and after a short internal questioning, decided that she probably would have denied any similar offer to herself- she wasn't one who really tried to feel things anyway, and talking about them made them much too real. She smiled at Rookstar's kind wishes and tilted her head thoughtfully. "Well, I can tell you I didn't expect to be the leader of a Clan- oh, what was it- four or five moons ago? It's certainly been a journey, and one that I'm still learning about. I don't know if I'll ever have what it takes to be a leader like those of ancient Kyanite Keep... but, I'll do my best for my Clan." She gave a sheepish shrug and drew absentminded lines in the dirt with her claws. "It's only a few of us attending tonight. The rest stayed behind to guard. What about you?"

☄ Blaze of the Stars
tom ; king ; tags: open
Blaze cocked a brow at Rusa's continued advice, wondering how the excitable young tom had come to have all of this knowledge. It came with having an important parent, he supposed- but he had to admit he felt a bit put to shame considering he was supposed to be the leader here. "You know, you're pretty smart for a cat your age." He mewed approvingly. "Just between us, Night isn't very good at sharing her emotions. She's intelligent and respectable, but I think you're right- for a Clan to stay together, there needs to be compassion and camaraderie as well." He sensed Rusa's sudden hesitance and tapped his paw reassuringly with his own. "Well, kid, your belief in me is much appreciated. But what about you? What goals do you have?"

My gallery · by **ponz** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 4:27 pm

SPRUCECLAN
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CRICKETPOUNCE | Deputy | M | 82 moons | TAGS: Frostflower (PineClan)

A flash of waving white fur in his peripheral vision caught Cricketpounce’s eye. Perhaps it was coincidence, but the nearly inaudible one-two step of a PineClan cat, stealthy as even the clumsiest of their number were, could not be ignored. “Frostflower!” Cricketpounce called, whirling around to greet her with a smile. And as he’d thought, the white molly hovered just behind him, long tail swaying in the gentle breeze. “I’m so glad to see you here this evening. It’s really been too long. How have you and Ramkit been?”

JAYSWOOP | Warrior | M | 40 moons | TAGS: Poppyshade (VagaryClan)
“I would never laugh at you,” Jayswoop lied through his teeth, before amending his words. “At least, never in that circumstance. Knowing us, I think it’ll be me that starts crying first!” Here, he swiped his tail over his muzzle, sniffling dramatically. “I just— it’s so nice to see everyone together! Of course I’ll get a little teary-eyed.” Jayswoop grinned, doing his best to egg Poppyshade into a matching smile. “You know, we’ve been talking about life in SpruceClan quite a bit. How is it in VagaryClan? Tell me about all your new friends, yeah?”

BRAMBLINGPATH | Warrior | F | 23 moons | TAGS: Owltalon + Hornetsting (The Fallen)

By her third circle around the Gathering place, Bramblingpath found herself succumbing to boredom. Surely, it would be more interesting to find someone to talk to! As she slowed her brisk pace to a walk, the nearby bushes rustled in the wake of a small clan entering. Two mollies, one a mottled tortoiseshell not unlike herself and the other pitch-black in color, trailed off to a stop as the two older warriors leading the way split from the group. Curious now, Bramblingpath let her head tilt to the side and padded closer. “Hello,” she greeted, smiling lightly at the two newcomers. “I’m Bramblingpath from SpruceClan. Mind if I join you two?”

STORMPAW | Apprentice | M | 9 moons | TAGS: Caperpaw (CascadeClan)

“Hullo, Caperpaw,” he said, grinning as his conversation partner did a little dance around him. “I’ve been apprenticed fer’ maybe three, four moons? In SpruceClan— that’s where I’m from— we study lots of things. Hunting first, then how to climb the mountain’s face. We do some sparring an’ swimming, too.” Stormpaw eyed the bright-faced apprentice before him, trying perhaps a little too hard not to show how entertained he was. “What do they teach where you come from?”

GOLDEN KINGDOM
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FROST’S SHEEN | Crown Princess | F | 23 moons | TAGS: Chasmstar (ChessClan)

“Yes,” Frost’s Sheen purred. “We are always delighted to welcome new lives into the Kingdom, particularly those in the family. But at the moment, there are only a pawful of little ones. With autumn on our heels, or Leaf-fall, in your terms, it is fortunate that there are only a few more expecting parents.” Ginger’s Root was the only cat she knew personally, but already the molly had begun to complain about her kitting falling during the colder months. Frost’s Sheen hummed in agreement as Chasmstar described the shift in weather, already imagining the cool embrace of winter winds as they raced through the valley she called home. “Snow does not last long, where we come from,” she said, smiling lightly. “It did make for delightful games as a kitten, though. I look forwards to seeing the bantlings and squires experience their first snowfall.”

LYNX’S PROWL | Knight | M | 54 moons | TAGS: Sunflicker (LightClan)

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sunflicker!” Lynx’s Prowl rumbled, offering his own smile in return. He stretched out slowly, dropping down into a seated position and tilting his head towards Sunflicker. “I’ve always thought these Gatherings were a nice place to make friends. Is this your first?” After a moment of thought, Lynx offered another question. “Ah, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I meant to ask you what clan you call home! Myself, I come from the Golden Kingdom.”

DESDEMONA | Knight | F | 37 moons | TAGS: Fluttercloud (MoonClan)

“Thank you,” Desdemona murmured, climbing atop the rocks, and nodding in appreciation as she settled into the space that had been cleared for her. The stones were still sun-warm and made a pleasant surface to sprawl all four of her spotted legs across in contentment. For a moment, Desdemona just relaxed into the warmth, focused on nothing but the quiet breathing of her neighbor. But while sitting in comfortable silence with this unknown molly was already quite nice, she was curious as to whose company she was keeping. “My name is Desdemona,” she offered, flicking one silver ear in the molly’s direction. “What’s yours?”

RUSA’S RACE | Knight | M | 16 moons | TAGS: Blaze of the Stars (Kyanite Keep)
Rusa’s Race choked on a laugh, before quickly straightening up once more. “You think so? Uh, I mean— yes, of course, I am the smartest knight around. But all that advice is hardly my own, s’just stuff I overheard Otter’s Fang and Crown of Embers talking about. They’ve been leading for years, so it’s okay if you don’t feel confident yet,” he said kindly, not yet realizing that he’d shed his comedian’s guise for the more responsible persona underneath. “It’s a good thing that Night has you around!” But out of everything that King Blaze of the Stars could have said, it was his small question that absolutely threw Rusa’s Race for a loop. “My goals?” he asked, nose crinkling. “Uhh… I dunno. It might be nice to have a mate someday. I’m not really all that ambitious.”

YOUNG ALYSSUM | Squire | F | 8 moons | TAGS: Willowdancer (Celestial Beings)

Alyssum smiled to herself as she padded into the Gathering-place after the rest of the Golden Kingdom. It was indeed a bustling, noisy hubbub of activity, just as Frost had said, and the cacophony of sound and scent assaulting her senses had Young Alyssum nearly reeling. Still, though, the excitement brewing beneath her skin went untempered. She knew she was small and dainty, like her father and her sisters and her brother, but she was not afraid. Not even when she bounded headfirst into a full-grown molly! Stumbling backwards, Alyssum’s face felt as warm as her ginger fur as she stammered apologies to the ticked tabby before her. “My name is Alyssum, and I’m a squire from the Golden Kingdom,” she said, once she’d collected herself enough from the embarrassment. “Sorry again for bumping into you!”

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My gallery · by **[kat]** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 4:43 pm

ᴠᴀɢᴀʀʏᴄʟᴀɴ

♪ Foxcatcher
tom ; warrior ; tags: ploverheart
When Foxcatcher turned and saw the attractive molly meandering towards him, suddenly his confidence started to slip. He recognized her scent from the PineClan border, so at least he knew she was friendly, but now he was aware that he wanted to make a good impression on her. He cleared her throat as she made it to him, and dipped his head politely, albeit a bit awkwardly. "Hey! Didn't think I'd meet such a pretty molly tonight, but here you are." He meowed, flashing her a wide grin with confidence reinstated.

❋ Brindlebirch
molly ; perma queen ; tags: mapleshadow
Brindlebirch couldn't hold back a purr when Mapleshadow spoke. "You know I'm always happy to see you." Her reply was soft, and laced with nerves, but genuine as it could be. Her eyes widened when the Highgarden molly produced a delicate rose, its petals still full of color despite not being in season, and she swallowed her surprise to hear Mapleshadow stuttering about something- not what she had ever expected from the confident molly. She leaned down and daintily touched her nose to the petals, holding her breath so as not to damage it, and when she rose again she couldn't keep the smile from her muzzle. "Mapleshadow- it's beautiful. Seriously, no one's ever given me something so lovely." She glanced at her paws for a moment, building up the courage to say what she next had in mind. "It... it's like you, in that way."

❧ Poppyshade
molly ; warrior ; tags: jayswoop
Poppyshade rolled her eyes at Jayswoop's dramatic antics, but her feigned annoyance couldn't be kept up for long- she was simply too happy to be reuniting with her old friend that she ended up smiling along. "Oh! VagaryClan is great, really- the cats there are so nice. Well- most of them, anyway! And it really is like one big family, and I know it isn't the same as being with all of my siblings and parents, but my short time as a loner showed me that I really needed it." She happily tapped one paw on the ground. "And my friends are just the best. I miss you and the others, but I also hope you can all meet sometime. There's Sundust- she's my best friend. And... and her brother Moonbounce..." Suddenly she trailed off, and looked away with a new, almost sheepish expression. "Well, he's nice too."

✥ Lotusfall
molly ; warrior ; tags: splitfire
Lotusfall craned her neck to see above the crowd, having heard her mate's voice and recognizing it instantly. "Splitfire!" Doing her best to avoid strangers who certainly didn't want her in their space, she let a purr rumble in her throat as she padded forward to meet the cat who she had been missing, and pressed forward to bury her head in Splitfire's shoulder fur. "It's been too long, my love. Far too long."

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♛ Night of the Stars
molly ; queen ; tags: rookstar
Night nodded slowly when Rookstar declined her offer to listen to his woes. In truth she had fully expected the refusal, and after a short internal questioning, decided that she probably would have denied any similar offer to herself- she wasn't one who really tried to feel things anyway, and talking about them made them much too real. She smiled at Rookstar's kind wishes and tilted her head thoughtfully. "Well, I can tell you I didn't expect to be the leader of a Clan- oh, what was it- four or five moons ago? It's certainly been a journey, and one that I'm still learning about. I don't know if I'll ever have what it takes to be a leader like those of ancient Kyanite Keep... but, I'll do my best for my Clan." She gave a sheepish shrug and drew absentminded lines in the dirt with her claws. "It's only a few of us attending tonight. The rest stayed behind to guard. What about you?"

☄ Blaze of the Stars
tom ; king ; tags: rusa's race
Blaze offered a friendly purr towards his new friend, realizing that his question might have been a bit daunting. "Don't get me wrong- you're still young, and you have a whole life ahead of you. But it's nice to have some goals, because then you have a purpose to work towards, and it feels great when you accomplish something you're excited about." He then nodded approvingly at Rusa's idea of a mate, as this was something that had been in the back of his mind as well. "Don't rush it, but yes, a mate and possibly a family is a great goal to have. Any nice mollies or toms catch your eye lately?" He teased, glad to settle in to the uncle-like relationship with Rusa.

My gallery · by **/nyx.** » Thu Jun 10, 2021 4:51 pm

CASCADECLAN !
Attending: Silverstar, Aldernight, Halepen, Choralpaw, Orchidrise, Aulandrawhisk, Pilferplum, Castedbreak, Caperpaw

Silverstar

Silverstar hummed, "It's not required to attend each full moon, though my younger clanmates insist that they'll die from boredom if I don't allow at least some of them to interact with otherclanners." She didn't mind much; her ways of leading differed from the other leaders. And then there were certain clans that attended Gatherings only once every couple of seasons... not that she had any right to judge. Silverstar smothered a laugh. "Yes, I'm doing well. I know how it feels, an influx of kits. The Cascade has more kittens than mentors at the moment; even with the rate at which the apprentices are graduating, I don't think we'll have enough." The molly shook her head. "Not that it's too troubling. The warriors seem excited to pass on their skills; at this rate, the kittens will be allowed to choose their instructors." Silverstar fell silent for a moment, the oddest feeling that she was forgetting to mention something... "Ah! I'm carrying," she shared, "kits. A gift from the Storm... the Stars. Though if I'm truly honest, I'm not sure how this parenting thing will work," the leader admitted sheepishly.

Aldernight

"Congratulations," Aldernight offered. He thought about the ongoings of his own clan, parroting amiably, "Nothing much. Too many kittens and apprentices for the warriors to handle. The esteemed leader's solution? Graduate all the current apprentices without telling anyone, then assign each of them an apprentice, presuming that they prove themselves responsible enough to keep the rank. He shot Badgermask a wry look. "Does that sound effective to you?"

Halepen

"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not, but frankly, I don't mind," Halepen stated wryly in response to the comment regarding his name. He eyed her claws, rather impressed. Most felines didn't bare their claws or fangs in public; especially in crowds, the action was often considered disrespectful, if not threatening. On the topic of birds, the healer huffed a laugh at the gnashing of teeth, then remarked, "They sound fairly similar. Cassowaries can't fly either, though they have blue necks. They, like these ostriches you mention, kick out when threatened, and their taloned legs are most dangerous." Halepen paused for a moment, then grinned sharply. "Y'know, the Cascade specializes in hunting birds. Raptors, specifically. The leading generation of skyhunters were born in the trees; while they have yet to take down an emu, eagles no longer threaten the clan." He waved lazily, "What prey does the Order hunt in a savanna?"

Choralpaw

Choralpaw dashes away, then glances around frantically. As long as she can see Castedbreak, she's not lost.

Copsewhistle

"Too old for Gatherings," Copsewhistle grumbled to herself, not bothering to hide her irritation. "See who's stopping me? No one! Lazy cascadors, always bumbling around." The former MistClan elder paused, scenting the air. Was that? "Spruceleg!" the molly called out, a smile growing on her maw. Ha, this is why she wouldn't take 'no' for an answer -- to encounter her ex-clanmates and see how far they'd come. Copsewhistle hobbled over to the other feline. "Are you happier now that MistClan's gone?"

Aulandrawhisk

The warrior beamed her thanks, laughing good-naturedly at Seapaw's question. "Yep, an aulandra is a flower!" she confirmed. "It's a pretty orange and it can only be found deep within the Cascade's territory." Aulandrawhisk prompted, "So you're still an apprentice. If you could choose your warrior name, what would you want it to be?"

Pilferplum

"Nah, not really," Pilferplum replied. "Or sorta? I dunno." Usually, rebellions were squashed down pretty quickly, but the Cascade... had never been Pilferplum's idea of a safe place. There was always some underlying tension in the air no matter how hard he tried to ignore it... "Yeah, I dunno. But! The cats from my generation are all on good terms with each other. The older ones and the important high ranks... I think they all hate each other? Like an ongoing, serious game of mossball that no one's ever gonna win."

Castedbreak

Castedbreak steps away from his apprentice, searching for someone else to speak to.

Caperpaw

Oh, the other cat spoke funnily. But that was okay; Caperpaw liked it! If only his clanmates were less identical. "There are mountains?" the torrent breathed in awe. Sure, there were mountains around the Cascade, too, but they were so far away and the adults wouldn't let torrents visit. "What's it like up there?" he questioned. "I've been an apprentice for three moons, but I only know how to hunt and fight," Caperpaw admitted. "My mentor says it's too dangerous to learn anything other than that first, 'cuz I'm gonna be a skullhunter and there're a lotta big bad predators in the jungle."

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