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

[inky.]

deathwing / warrior / tom / tagged: jinglenose of snowclan

the tom weaved through the cats. it was nice to get away from camp for a while. his kits were just born so his life got very loud very quickly. deathwing never really liked loud, crowded places. so why the heck was he at the gathering? well, his loveable mate squirrelblossom had so amiably offered for deathwing to find a surrogate as another stud. of course. why not. they just got three kits, why not a possible four more? deathwing sighed as he spotted a tom near the outskirts. he loved his mate but good starclan was this going to be messy to explain.
"hello." he greeted grimly "what are you doin' here. any specific reason?"

[Kazin]

ChaosClan

cat name -- age -- gender -- rank -- tagged: open

Cicadastar -- 41 moons -- she-cat -- leader -- tagged: open
She had been to a gathering before, but she felt somehow disconnected from her own clanmates. The past few moons had been hard, and she wasn't sure if she even should be here. But nontheless, it was Mockingbirdcry who convinced her that they should go, to establish new allies. She was hoping to find someone kind, at the very least...

Mockingbirdcry -- 31 moons -- tom -- deputy -- tagged: open
Mockingbirdcry was trying not to let his nerves show, but he knew he was doing a poor job of it. His thoughts kept drifting back to his mate, expecting kits back in the nursery, hoping to bring back stories for their future kits.

Cascadefreckle -- 41 moons -- she-cat -- warrior -- tagged: open
Cascadefreckle came here to support her mate. She knew that Cicadastar was always nervous at large groups, but would be even more so today. Still, the warrior let her mate separate from her, knowing that she would need to be the leaders. Instead, Cascadefreckle sat close by, watching the others, a gentle smile on her face.

Eveningrain -- 16 moons -- she-cat -- warrior -- tagged: open
Eveningrain was buzzing with excitement. She was going to enjoy her first ever gathering, she knew it. She found herself puffing out her chest, proud to be one of the five chosen from ChaosClan to attend this moon, despite all the chaos the clan had going on. It meant she was trusted, and an honorable warrior despite her young age.

Eelsting -- 83 moons -- tom -- warrior -- tagged: open
Sitting out on the edge of the gathering, Eelsting decided it would be best to let another cat approach him. He felt out of place, for some reason feeling like he was too old to be here, only coming at Cicadastar's request.

[tigerclaw]

WHEATCLAN

attending ─ feralstar, petrelhop, goldfishercracker, halcyonpaw, 4 open slots

feralstar.
(1) leader , female [she/her] , 38m ─ tags : @ open to other high ranks
[no thoughts, head empty]

petrelhop.
(2) medicine cat , female [she/her] , 53m ─ tags : @ dune [rainclan]
[again no thoughts but i will write... soon]

goldfishcracker
(3) warrior , female [she/her] , 28m ─ tags : @ wisteriaflight [tundraclan]
Goldfishcracker rushed past her clanmates, shouting a quick goodbye at them before diving into the crowd. The ginger tabby glazed around the clearing with awe-struck eyes, her mouth ajar. Lynxcry had told her stories of how massive the clearing was but she still couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her blue eyes surveyed the clowder of cats, looking for a polite face among the intimidating felines.
It didn't take her long to land on a cream-colored cat. Goldfishcracker shouldered past the cats as she made her way to the healer, perking up once she reached him. "Hello!" she chirped, her blue eyes shining. "I'm Goldfishercracker of Wheatclan! What's your name?"

halcyonpaw
(4) apprentice , female [she/her] , 10m ─ tags : @ foxpaw [snowclan]
Halcyonpaw stalked through the clearing, wandering around absent-mindedly. She had lost track of her clanmates and now she was hopelessly lost. Halcyonpaw tried her hardest to keep calm but she couldn't help feel her stomach squirm with unease. She knew her clanmates would leave without her but she couldn't help but worry about it. The molly's worries were swiftly interrupted as she crashed into a red apprentice.
Halcyonpaw sprung back, the fur along her spine bristling for a heartbeat before slowly calming herself. She observed the other apprentice before opening her mouth to speak. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going..." she paused, glancing down at her paws before raising her head once more. "I'm Halcyonpaw, you are?"

name
(5) rank , gender [pronouns] , 0m ─ tags : @ open

[eagle,]

HIGHGARDEN

tawnyrose: queen, molly, she/her. tags: pewee
indent tawnyrose watched through half-lidded eyes as leaders began to come together around her. several of the other leaders were familiar to her, known from moon after moon of crossing paths, but she looked up to see a stranger approaching her. tawnyrose sat up a bit taller and offered the other leader a kind smile as she introduced herself. "it's very nice to meet you, pewee," tawnyrose said, nodding to the empty space beside her to offer pewee a seat on relatively even ground. "i'm tawnyrose, the queen of highgarden. you'll have to excuse me, but i don't think i've ever heard of your clan or met any of your clan members before. is your clan new?" she asked, genuinely curious. "i've led highgarden for so long now, and it never ceases to amaze me how many clans are around, and that we are all guided here to meet one another." she smiled wistfully and wrapped her tail over her paws.

cherryfire: heir, molly, she/her. tags: open
indent

merlinsong: herbalist, tom, he/him. tags: open
indent

squirrelpaw: herbalist's thorn, molly, she/her. tags: copperdust
indentas squirrelpaw and merlinsong walked side by side, her mentor continued to list the names and qualities of the various medicine cats, herbalists, and healers he had met over the course of seasons of gatherings. he was in the middle of telling squirrelpaw about wolfwhiskers from chessclan when the reached the gathering group of medicine cats. "- a little grumpy, maybe, but i think he's a real sweetheart, deep down," merlinsong continued, lowering his voice as they joined the other cats. squirrelpaw laughed quietly to herself, feeling quite ready to place faces to the stories, from wolfwhiskers to fadedsun of vagaryclan and on and on. however, she was even more pleased to see that there were other young cats there, and squirrelpaw looked up at her mentor.
indent"don't you think it'd be a good idea for me to meet some medicine cats that you don't know, too?" she asked, watching as merlinsong's whiskers twitched with amusement. "then we can have all of our bases and allies covered."
indentmerlinsong purred and nosed squirrelpaw affectionately, nudging her in the direction of another young molly. "of course, you'd hate for me to intrude with you young cats, huh?"
indentsquirrelpaw nudged his shoulder in return before padded over in the direction of the pretty medicine cat. squirrelpaw smiled broadly as she introduced herself: "hi! my name's squirrelpaw, and i'm from highgarden. if you wouldn't mind, can i sit with you? my mentor keeps talking about his other medicine cat friends so much i feel like i know them now. it might be a good idea to make friends of my own," she paused, laughing quietly to herself. "at least, you look friendly-enough."

nuthatchpaw & butterflypaw: thorns, tom & molly, he/him & she/her. tags: nandaypaw & celsiuspaw
indent"butterflypaw!" nuthatchpaw shouted through the din of scattered conversations across the hollow. when his friend took off running through the crowd, nuthatchpaw gave chase, kicking up dirt as he went, shouldering between larger warriors and taller apprentices. his father's warning of being respectful and maintaining highgarden's image echoed through nuthatchpaw's head, but he paid it little mind when he and butterflypaw were away from the watchful eyes of their families and mentors. "come back!" he shouted, half-laughing to himself from elation at the freedom granted to them, but he cut himself off, skidding to a halt as he nearly collided with another pair of young cats who appeared to be about the same age. hi there," he greeted them with a lopsided smile. "have you seen my friend? she proudly raced through her, maybe tripping over her own paws because she's so clumsy, or -"
indent"rude!" butterflypaw exclaimed as she padded over from the other side of the strangers. "you know i don't trip. that's all you," she said. to the other cats, she pointed her nose in nuthatchpaw's direction. "you should see him trying to hunt mice, he has no balance whatsoever." when nuthatchpaw scoffed and turned his head away from her, butterflypaw grinned widely at the others. "where are you two from? we're from highgarden. my name's butterflypaw, and this is nuthatchpaw."

dovepaw: thorn, tom, he/him. tags: alfie
indentdovepaw watched as butterflypaw and nuthatchpaw took off, disappearing into the crowd. his paws itched to follow them, but he told himself that he was better than that. he was nearly a knight, and he wanted to present himself accordingly, since tawnyrose had given him the honor of going to the gathering, and eaglepaw told him that he needed to behave himself so he wouldn't get kicked out early, so he could tell her a bunch of amazing stories when he returned home. eaglepaw puffed out his chest, and he wished that he was just a bit taller, or that his shoulders were broader so that he would look more like a seasoned warrior. he wished that he had a scar to boast and tell stories about, so that he could scare younger apprentices and earn some respect from the warriors from the other clans.

[beebun]

snowclan
can bring more

briarstar / leader / 57 m / tags: pantherstar, hazeclan

the leader led her clan to the gathering. she tilted her head at her clan, and they all spread off. though jinglenose and glimpsebark stayed with her, leaving to find their separate places. briarstar glanced around, looking for another leader who wasn’t talking to anyone yet. last gathering, she hadn’t talked much to anyone. picking up her paws, she walked over to a fluffy cat she had spotted. when she approached over to the leader, “hello. briarstar of snowclan. what’s your name?” she mewed to the other she-cat.

jinglenose / deputy / 37 m / tags: deathwing, ?

jinglenose glanced at the tom who had just approached him. he looked… like something bad had happened. what was the matter? jinglenose wondered. the fact that this tom had just asked what he was doing here annoyed jinglenose. he sighed before answering, “hello. I am jinglenose of snowclan. I’m here because it’s part of my job. what’s your name?” jinglenose didn’t ask why the other cat was here, as he actually considered it rude to ask.

glimpsebark / med cat / 35 m / tags: open

glimpsebark sits with a pout in her face near the medicine cat’s area. her tail flicks back and forth.

saplingtuft / perma queen / 52 m / tags: shadowgaze, cascata conservatory

saplingtuft smiled before mewing, “yes, it is. I’m saplingtuft. what’s your name?”

foxpaw / app / 11 m / tags: halcyonpaw, wheatclan

foxpaw was started at first, but quickly recovered her sense. “it’s fine, no need to apologize. I’m pretty sure that everyone here has bumped into someone once. there are just too many cats moving around.” foxpaw smiled. “I’m foxpaw of snowclan. nice to meet you, halcyonpaw.”

[Skarrred]

Venusclan has Arrived!

Troutstar | Male (amab) | @Nobody (Open!)
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Harespring | Male (amab) | @Nobody (Open!)
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Halfnight | Female (afab) | @Nobody (Open!)
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Almondjoy & Forestfire | Male (afab), Male (amab) | @Almondclay (FROSNE ØYA)
The two weaved through the crowd, conversing quietly. Almondjoy was quite relaxed, with Forestfires fur ruffled from a breeze and hadn't bothered to fix it. Almondjoy skidded to a stop once a new cat appeared, and used a paw to tug Forestfire back with an amused look. Forestfires eyes landed on the deputy, interested. Almondjoy was the one who spoke, "Ooo! Hello, Im Almondjoy of Venusclan! And this is-" Forestfire stopped him with a tail flick. "I can introduce myself, Pecan," he puffed. "Im Forestfire of Venusclan," he finished. "Nice to meet you."

Driftedsnow | Female (afab) | @Sweetpearl (Vagaryclan)
She padded through cats, huffing as she slithered to the edge. She accidentally bumped into a few, and as she apologized to one, completely crashed into another female, going by the name Sweetpearl. "Sorry- Sorry," she huffed. "I didn't mean to bump into you-" she huffed, tired of talking repeatedly.

Craniumstrike | Female (afab) | @Nobody (Open!)
... (shes a mothcat)

Corruptlight | Male (amab) | @Nobody (Open!)

Rainclan has Arrived!

Osprey | Male (amab) @Nobody (Open!)

River | Male (amab) @Nobody (Open!)

Dune | Female (afab) | @Petalhop
Huffing a bit, she sat down heavily on a rock. She was tired from taking care of all four queens and their hectic kits, as well as collecting herbs. She licked a leaf-dusted paw as her ears flicked contently.

Athena | Female (afab) | @Hickoryheart (Vagaryclan)
Her tail flicked irritably as she shoved past a few cats, muttering under her breath. She was a bit smaller then everyone: though not a munchkin: not that small. She turned past another feline, but paused in confusion. She couldn't see a fourth leg! Being a young cat she hadn't known of cats being stripped of a limb. Her eyes were watchful, pupils diluted with interest. Silent, interest.

Mash | Male (amab) | @Nobody (Open!)
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Torn | Female (afab) @Nobody (Open!)
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Tempest | Male (amab) @Nobody (Open!)
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[[kat]]

ᴠᴀɢᴀʀʏᴄʟᴀɴ

♪ Riverstar
tom ; leader ; tags: marbledstar
Riverstar was shaken from his swirling thoughts as a molly crashed unceremoniously to the ground next to him, and he squashed the instinctive reaction to help her up, worried that she would take the offer as an offense. Instead, he dipped his head to her respectfully. "Greetings, Marbledstar. That is a lovely name. I am Riverstar, of VagaryClan. I believe I've heard of your Clan before, but I don't think we have interacted as of yet..." It was indeterminable as to whether this was a question or a statement, and the words hung in the air for a few moments. "You aren't intruding at all. I was just waiting to see if there was any company coming my way, actually. If it's alright to ask though, are you okay?"

✥ Copperdust
molly ; medicine cat ; tags: squirrelpaw
Copperdust, who had been keeping probably too close of an eye on Riverstar's back as he settled in to speak with a foreign molly, didn't notice the pretty ginger cat until she was right in front of her, and she blinked slowly in order to snap out of her thoughts. Happy she had something to distract her, she offered the molly a small smile and patted the ground beside her. "Oh, of course- it's nice to meet you, Squirrelpaw. I thought your scent was familiar. We get Highgarden cats visiting our camp all the time... VagaryClan, that is. Oh, I'm Copperdust, by the way." She chuckled sheepishly. "Good to know I look approachable. It's certainly better than the alternative. Have you noticed how medicine cats tend to be associated with quite the nasty disposition?"

❋ Sweetpetal
molly ; warrior ; tags: driftedsnow
Sweetpetal jumped in surprise as a molly bumped into her. She held back a giggle as the foreign molly started apologizing rapidly, and gave her a friendly purr in response. "Please, don't worry about it. There are so many cats here it's impossible not to step on a tail or two. What's your name?"

❧ Hickoryheart
tom ; warrior ; tags: athena
Hickoryheart blinked in confusion when a small molly stopped in front of him, and seemed to be scrutinizing him. Did she know that he could see her? "Er... can I help you?" He called out cautiously. "I'm Hickoryheart, of VagaryClan. You look like you have something on your mind."

[tigerclaw]

WHEATCLAN

attending ─ feralstar, petrelhop, goldfishercracker, halcyonpaw, 4 open slots

feralstar.
(1) leader , female [she/her] , 38m ─ tags : @ leekstar [iceclan]
Feralstar sat among the other leaders, gazing absent-mindedly across the gathered cats. Feralstar lazily tilted her head towards the other leaders, she had been hesitant to interact with converse with her fellow leaders but she didn't think she could take another second of doing nothing. The silver molly rose to her paws, taking a moment to survey the other leaders before deciding to approach a pure white molly.
Feralstar dipped her head as she came closer, "Greetings, I'm Feralstar of Wheatclan." The molly raised her head, giving a slight tilt of her head, "You are?"

petrelhop.
(2) medicine cat , female [she/her] , 53m ─ tags : @ dune [rainclan]
Petrelhop padded her way towards the gathered medicine cats, casually making her way through the crowd. The mostly-white molly paused for a heartbeat, before settling her gaze on a ginger tabby. Petrel cleared her throat before trotting over to the other healer, "Good evening." The silver-and-white feline twitched a ear, "Petrelhop of Wheatclan, I assume your a healer too correct?"

goldfishcracker
(3) warrior , female [she/her] , 28m ─ tags : @ wisteriaflight [tundraclan]
A wide, friendly grin spread across the ginger molly's face, glad she had found someone nice to talk to. "Thanks! Your name is pretty cute too," she purred. The energetic warrior paused for a moment, sitting down and curling her tail around her "Wisteria is a kind of flower isn't it? I've never had a mind for plants," she mewed sheepishly.
Goldfishcracker gave a small shake of her head before turning behind her to look at Wisteriaflight's mentor. Her blue eyes remained on the tabby for a few moments before looking back towards Wisteria, "You weren't lying, I think they have enough fur to line multiple nests!" she giggled. "And congrats!" her grin widened, "I knew you were a healer! You have that kinda of herb-y scent like petrelhop has."

halcyonpaw
(4) apprentice , female [she/her] , 10m ─ tags : @ foxpaw [snowclan]
Halcyonpaw gave a small wave of her tail, "Nice to know I'm not the only one," she returned the other molly's smile. The pointed molly paused for a heartbeat, trying to decide what to do next. It didn't take her long to make up her mind, "Its nice to meet you as well, Foxpaw." Halcyon gave a curious glance to the other apprentice, "Have you ever been to a gathering before?"

name
(5) rank , gender [pronouns] , 0m ─ tags : @ open

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(6) rank , gender [pronouns] , 0m ─ tags : @ open

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(7) rank , gender [pronouns] , 0m ─ tags : @ open

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(8) rank , gender [pronouns] , 0m ─ tags : @ open

[ponz]

DRIFTCLAN
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STORMSTAR | Leader | F | 25 moons | TAGS: Hyena’s Breath (Order of the Hyena)
Stormstar swallowed thickly, doing her very best to repress the anxiety creeping up her spine. She was only a small, scruffy-looking street cat, after all. What was a cat like her doing here, among the throngs of muscled wild cats and battle-tested warriors? DriftClan could barely be considered a clan at all, what with their only goal being the protection of local city cats. ’I wish Gullthroat was here,’ Stormstar thought wearily. Her deputy was still bedridden with his injuries and, knowing him, probably relishing in the chance to get some extra sleep. Still Stormstar pressed on, ambling towards where a friendly passerby had informed her that the leaders gathered. There wasn’t time to brace herself for social interaction before a broad-shouldered molly was standing right in Stormstar’s line of sight. As the unfamiliar leader barked out a name for herself, Stormstar jerked into awareness, quickly slipping into the instinctive demeanor of a wary stray. “Stormstar,” she echoed firmly. “Leader of DriftClan.”

PEACHES | Medic | F | 20 moons | TAGS: Brownbrook (Cascata Conservatory)
Peaches had begrudgingly given up on tracking her leader’s every move at the Gathering, despite the itch in her paws that urged her to keep every clanmate close where she could protect them. Instead, the fluffy lilac-and-white molly bounced over towards a small hill to get a glimpse at all of the strangers there to meet on such a unique evening. She inhaled deeply before choking, and quickly swiped her tail over her muzzle to cloak the scent. Her head was spinning from the flood of unfamiliar cat-smells, and it was with woozy paw steps that the young medic managed to amble over towards a shady spot away from the busiest area. There was another cat sitting there, who looked to be quite at peace. Peaches plopped down next to the tabby-furred stranger with a thump. “Goodness,” she said amicably, still blinking in residual shock. “Is it always so intense at these Gatherings?”

MOUSEWHISKER | Warrior | M | 23 moons | TAGS: open
[ Mousewhisker stumbles around the clearing in a hurry, trying desperately to keep up with the conversations of countless passerby. He thinks to himself, tiredly, that it would be nice to find another deaf cat so that he can make eye contact with them as they speak. ]

BRAMWELL | Day-Warrior | M | 26 moons | TAGS: open
[ Bramwell is walking about jovially, flashing a toothy smile at every cat that looks his way, and hopes fervently to himself that no one notices the nervous tremor in his tail. ]

SHOREPELT | Nurse | F | 31 moons | TAGS: open
[ Shorepelt is lying curled up in a shady corner, eyes narrowing reflexively as she studies every passerby. She seems torn on whether or not to approach someone for conversation. ]

ALFIE | Apprentice | M | 10 moons | TAGS: Dovepaw (Highgarden)
Alfie bounced from paw to paw, glancing down reflexively, and focused in on a particularly errant tuft of fur that stuck out on his chest. He gave it a swift lick to straighten out, but the damage had already been done. The itch of self consciousness was beginning to prickle at the back of his mind. “Do I look silly right now?” Alfie asked aloud, half-forgetting that no cat was around to answer. Instead, he padded over to a nearby puddle of stagnant water and looked down in it. A rumpled mess of silver, red, and black fur, speckled with dust and mud and sand, stared back at him. Alfie pulled a face, just to see his reflection do the same, and grinned. There was nothing to worry about. He was almost a warrior himself, and he looked the part. With heart singing in his chest and the call of adventure thrumming in his ears, Alfie bounded into the clearing, and skidded to a stop only when he found himself about to crash into a dignified-looking apprentice. “Hullo,” he said, voice pitched just a little lower. Stormstar was always telling him to be calmer when meeting new cats, after all. “M’name’s Alfie. Who’re you?”

[chaotic creativity]

CHESSCLAN !!
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Rookstar - Tom - 58 Moons - Roi (Leader) - Tagged: Darwinstar of Cascata Conservatory

Rookstar tilted his head as he weeded through the molly's accent to figure out what she was saying. She spoke in broken sentences, her grammar unsteady and shaky, which clued Rookstar that she was not as comfortable in this language. He shouldn't speak to her in large words, so he tried his best to speak to her politely. Several cats in his Clan were fluent in French, but he had never taken the time to learn as the common tongue was the one most often spoken in ChessClan's camp. "Most leaders only like to speak with other leaders. It's a sign of respect and many leaders discuss diplomatic issues, especially those who border," he meowed, hoping he had explained in such a way that the molly could understand him. He'd made many friends for ChessClan at Gatherings, and it wasn't uncommon to spend a night talking to the leader of a neighboring Clan. As he thought back to what the molly had called her Clan, he was rather surprised to realize he had never heard of a 'conservatory'. The molly referred to herself as a 'chieftess', but her name carried the '-star' suffix that most leader names did. She was clearly the leader of this 'conservatory', whatever it might be. It was a Clan, he knew that much, but it sounded like it would be vastly different from any Clan he'd ever heard of. He believed he would enjoy this night as Darwinstar was most unlike the majority of leaders he had met, so he settled down to his haunches and smiled at the molly. He was far enough that he could not see, smell, or hear Chasmstar, and that satisfied his need to have a night as far from her presence as possible.

Chasmstar - Molly - 49 Moons - Dame (Leader) - Tagged: Hollystar of TundraClan

Chasmstar was shocked to hear that she'd gotten the Clan wrong, and she cursed herself silently. "My apologies, Hollystar. You have a rather striking name, I must say it suits you," she meowed, leaning on flattery to cover up her mistake. She wasn't one to make such foolish mistakes, and she couldn't help but be embarrassed. "Prey is well and fine. We have plenty of warriors, and they can catch enough for us even in the cold season," she meowed with a chuckle. Nearly every cavalier hunted every day, and their territory was rich with prey. She made them cycle through hunting grounds so as not to overhunt one area, but it took nearly four sunrises to cross their entire territory from north to south. Their vast homeland guaranteed that there would always be prey. If worse came to worst, they could always disappear into the mountains surrounding their valley to hunt. "How is the prey running for you?" she asked, chuckling at the thought of her cavalier back at camp. They were likely being driven mad by the kits she had told were in charge. The older warriors had laughed at her joke, but the younger cats had taken her seriously and been outraged. Candlekit and Plumkit were likely being terrors now.

Richterscreech - Tom - 68 Moons - Tour (Deputy) - Tagged: Thistletuft of SeaClan

Richterscreech chuckled shyly as Thistletuft spoke of louder cats in his own Clan. He sincerely hoped that the tom wasn't talking about rowdy kits or apprentices, as Richterscreech knew the younger cats were almost always entirely too loud. At the name 'SeaClan', he recalled Faondapple mentioning meeting two lovely young cats at a previous Gathering. "I cannot wait for the day I retire. I believe I shall in the next few sunrises," he meowed, stretching his legs out. He missed patrolling and hunting for his clanmates in the way he wasn't able to do as the Tour. Freuxfreckle was ready to resume his position, and Richterscreech was all too eager to go back to being a cavalier. He was Rookstar's most trusted friend, and his thoughts wandered to when he was training the now-Roi. He chuckled aloud as he remembered how tiny the young tom had been. He almost missed the days that he had come to him and admitted his crush on Chasmstar, then Chasmpaw, rather than his silent feud between the two former mates. "I may not look old, but these bones feel as if I am well over a hundred moons," he sighed, chuckling as he wrapped his tail tightly around his paws. His eyes lifted to the stars, and he wondered if Skinknose and Nightpelt were up there watching him. He wondered if Skinknose was the brightest star; he felt like that would be what she deserved. She was one of the cats he had genuinely loved and imagined spending their entire lives in love; if only hers hadn't been cut so short.

Wolfwhiskers - Tom - 73 Moons - Fou (Medicine Cat) - Tagged: Open


Wolfwhiskers let out a sigh of relief as he padded alongside Faondapple. Lichenpaw was too close to taking her assessment to attend the Gathering, and Lindtpaw had stayed behind as company. The silence without the two was louder than they were, but Wolfwhiskers enjoyed the peace. "They'll be fine," he meowed in reassurance to the clearly nervous molly. "Sopranocavern and Versaillesheart have basic herbal knowledge, and Loonfrost was once a medicine cat. If they run into any trouble, they know those three older mollies are to who they are to report," he meowed, the words he'd drilled into the 'paws' heads leaving his mouth another time. Faondapple nodded and broke off without another word, and he watched her with a concerned eye. She was like a daughter to him, and he worried when she wasn't herself. She quickly dove into a conversation, and Wolfwhiskers let out the breath he had been holding. With a sigh, he turned and sat down. He didn't feel like strolling, so he'd let any potential conversation come to him. If no cat wanted to speak with him, that would be fine as well.


Faondapple - Molly - 27 Moons - Fou (Medicine Cat) - Tagged: Kiwifuzz of IslandClan


Faondapple's thoughts raced as she broke away from Wolfwhiskers's comforting words. She knew he was speaking reasonably, but she couldn't help but worry. What if the camp burst into flames? What if a tree fell and hurt a cat severely? What if a storm flooded the herb stores? What if, what if, what if? She shook her head violently, a few tears flying from her eyes as she quickly shut down her emotions. The two cats would be fine. She had experienced the same thing when Wolfwhiskers had left her behind when he was heading to a Gathering, and nothing disastrous had happened. A few injured patients were in the den, but none required serious attention outside of wound re-dressings and occasional monitoring. Lichenpaw had taken care of Pommepaw and Lynxpaw entirely by herself, so she knew exactly what to expect from them. She stumbled into a cat, and she smiled as she recognized their scent. "Kiwifuzz! I haven't heard much from IslandClan in these past few moons," she purred, knowing the cat's name only because they shared a border. She had never spoken with Kiwifuzz, but Wolfwhiskers made her keep up the names and appearances of their bordering medicine cats in case she ever needed their help. She almost thanked him verbally as she didn't have to ask for Kiwifuzz's name, but she clamped her jaws shut quickly. She didn't need to embarrass herself in her first meeting with the cat, and she was worried she had already done so.

KATTER AV DEN FROSNE ØYA !!
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Marbledstar - Molly - 40 Moons - Dronning (Leader) - Tagged: Riverstar of VagaryClan

Marbledstar shook her head as Riverstar asked if she was okay. It all came spilling out, about how she had been so suddenly thrust into the leadership position after the horrid rogue attack that left Mooseglow with only a single remaining life. "I hadn't expected to be of the five she deemed worthy, let alone the one my clanmates voted to be Dronning. I just wanted to continue growing my family, especially now that Orionstrike, one of my mates, is pregnant again," she meowed. She'd wanted to have another litter with Aurorashine, but she believed two litters at once would be just too much to handle alongside all her new responsibilities. "Let alone the fact that I don't like crowds or talking to strangers," her voice trembled. She straightened suddenly and tried to compose herself, raising a paw to wipe away the few tears that had built up in her eyes. She hated that Riverstar was seeing the mess that she was, but she didn't have the strength to put on a brave face after the long and tiring journey to attend the Gathering.

Skuasoar - Molly - 77 Moons - Hertuginne (Deputy) - Tagged: Open


Skuasoar kept a watchful eye on Marbledstar as the molly collapsed into the pile of leaders. "I worry about her," she murmured. Her Dronning was prone to episodes of fear and shaking when pushed into social situations involving strangers. Skuasoar shook her head and took a seat a distance away from the other deputies. She'd attended many Gatherings, and they were beginning to bore her.


Almondclay - Molly - 29 Moons - Hertuginne (Deputy) - Tagged: Forestfire & Almondjoy of VenusClan

Almondclay's eyes widened as one tom introduced himself as Almondjoy and then was so casually referred to as Pecan. "Is your name Almondjoy or Pecan?" she meowed meekly, worried to upset him with her inquiry. She looked up at the two with a smile. They seemed so comfortable around each other, the way she and Coaltide were. "Might I ask if you two are mates?" she meowed, hoping not to overstep any boundaries. She wasn't the best at conversations, which made her wonder just why Mooseglow had chosen her as one of the five candidates for the leadership. Since she hadn't been voted to be Dronning, she'd been placed on the council. All was well and good, she was happy where she was at. If she was being honest, she didn't want to be the Dronning. She just wanted a family, despite the fear the thought brought her. So much had happened to Frosne recently that she worried if it was even safe to start a family with Coaltide yet.

Driftantler - Tom - 54 Moons - Hertuger (Deputy) - Tagged: Open


Driftantler peeled away from the group, knowing the mollies had their Dronning handled, and dove into the crowd of deputies. He smiled and wove, twisting over paws and tails before settling down and watching the crowd.


Macadamiawave - Molly - 54 Moons - Hertuginne (Deputy) - Tagged: Open


Macadamiawave purred as Marbledstar took the step of courage and padded away. She turned to express her pride to Driftantler, Almondclay, or Skuasoar, but the three cats had already padded off and taken seats elsewhere. With a sigh, she sat where she stood. From her vantage point, she could see the entire Gathering. She sat in silence and watched, observing cats from all kinds of Clans.


Cypressmask - Tom - 29 Moons - Helbreder (Medicine Cat) - Tagged: Open


Cypressmask couldn't help but push past the ruling cats with a sigh. He was viewed as less important than the warriors, and he resented Moosestar for making the Clan such a way. The helbreder were highly valued, but those who hunted and fought were seen as higher than he was. With a snort, he sat amongst the medicine cats.


Lemmingwisp - Tom - 30 Moons - Lavere Jagere (Warrior) - Tagged: Lilylivered of KeyClan


Lemmingwisp padded with his head high and his tail held straight out behind him. He took careful steps around cats until he spotted a rather interesting looking cat. He approached them with an emotionless expression. "I am Lemmingwisp," the words rolled from his tongue like silk. He wondered what his friends were doing back at camp, but he wouldn't take the blame for any of their shenanigans tonight. Tonight, he would have a civilized conversation with a civil-headed cat that shared his interests.

THE ORDER OF THE HYENA !!
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Hyena's Breath - Molly - 40 Moons - Matriarch (Leader) - Tagged: Stormstar of DriftClan

"I have yet to hear of a DriftClan or a Stormstar," she meowed gruffly, her voice lower than that of the typical molly. Her eyes were narrowed as she continued to stand, not willing to sit first and potentially show weakness. She didn't want to do anything else except stare this cat down, but she did not want to start a fight. She had never lost a fight, and she had never left a fight without leaving scars behind. She did not believe it would leave the best impression of the Order of the Hyena to permanently scar the leader of another Clan. This cat seemed to carry herself in a way that she rarely saw in other leaders, in a way that nearly mirrored her own stance. She couldn't help but like this Stormstar, even if she had just met her. She only hoped that the night would lead down a favorable path rather than one that would end in hatred or enemies.

Civet's Scurry - Molly - 38 Moons - Aide (Deputy) - Tagged: Open


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Ostrich's Cry - Molly - 47 Moons - Herbalist (Medicine Cat) - Tagged: Open


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Zebra's Gallop - Molly - 44 Moons - Scavenger (Warrior) - Tagged: Open


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Wildebeest's Stampede - Tom - 42 Moons - Scavenger (Warrior) - Tagged: Open


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Lion's Shadow - Tom - 45 Moons - Scavenger (Warrior) - Tagged: Open


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Aardwolf's Mane - Molly - 24 Moons - Scavenger (Warrior) - Tagged: Open


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Baboon's Shriek - Tom - 51 Moons - Scavenger (Warrior) - Tagged: Open


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Leopard's Leap - Tom - 64 Moons - Scavenger (Warrior) - Tagged: Open


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AVIARYCLAN !!
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Contopus virens (Pewee) - Molly - 64 Moons - Osprey (Leader) - Tagged: Tawnyrose of Highgarden

Pewee watched the composed molly with wide eyes. She let out a soft chuckle and shook her head. "My Clan is not new, but we have been cursed to never touch the ground or leave our borders. It's a miracle I was allowed to attend this one Gathering," she meowed with a sigh. She disliked how the grass tickled her legs, and she couldn't help but swish her tail back and forth. Now that she thought about it, she did not believe she had ever touched the true ground in her entire life. To her, the ground was the interwoven branches between the trees that created the pathways and platforms that they most commonly traveled about. Despite being used to leaping and clinging to branches, she couldn't grasp just why the ground was so uneven. Having been born in the original AviaryClan, she had never set foot on the ground or outside her territory. She was the only one remaining to be that way, after that fateful day that the ancestors had wiped out her Clan and declared her to be the beginning of the new Osprey line. "I never knew there were this many Clans out there. I once believed that AviaryClan was the only one until a few cats from a disbanded Clan joined my Avocets and Sparrows," she meowed with a sigh. She had been so young and naive then, Dowitcher and Blue laughing when she'd been shocked to hear of their original home Clan. They'd explained that were just a few Clans out there, so she couldn't wait to blow their minds when she returned to her territory.