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[tauriel.]

Morningstar- leader- male- 94m is open

Woolyfur- deputy- male- 74m is open

Cloudpool- medicine cat- male- 38m is tagged with Wisteriaflight of Tundraclan

The gray and white tom sat by himself, watching the rest of the clans curiously. Most of the clans were unfamiliar which wasn’t much of a surprise for the medicine cat but what did startle him was that he did not recognize many of the scents. They were early so perhaps a familiar clan or two may show up later but for now, Cloudpool’s attention focused on the cat now approaching. The strong scent of herbs immediately let Cloudpool know this was a fellow medicine cat, although he tipped his head slightly at the odd word choice. Healer? Is that what Tundraclan called their medicine cats? “Nice to meet you, I’m Cloudpool. I’m one of Caveclan’s medicine cats.” He blinked curiously at the older tom. “I haven’t heard of Tundraclan before, your clan calls medicine cats healers?” Shadedleaf, the clan’s first medicine cat, would find it interesting to learn how the other clans were set up.

Hawkfeather- warrior- male- 43m is open

Burrwhisker- warrior- male- 38m is reserved for Ashstripe of Forestclan(if Simon is able to bring them )

Thymepool- warrior- female- 28m is tagged with Heron of Aviaryclan

The brown tabby was excited as she gazed around the clearing curiously, occasionally glancing back to where Mintpaw stood anxiously at the edge of the crowd. His first gathering without Spottedpaw or the other new warriors had already made the tom nervous and although she’d tried to reassure him, Thymepool wasn’t sure she’d helped much. She blinked at him with concern and sighed, flicking her tail tip slightly. The gathering would be the perfect opportunity for him to develop his confidence and allow Thymepool to see how he did without smothering him. “Hi,” Thymepool sent one last glance towards her apprentice before focusing on the cat in front of her. They were very nervous, perhaps just as much as her own apprentice was. Thymepool offered them a friendly smile, hoping that she could help ease their nerves. “I’m Thymepool, from Caveclan. Nice to meet you Heron! Don’t worry, I’m sure your clanmates have already told you it’s safe here. Most cats are pretty friendly.”

Mistfall + Tigerjaws- warriors- female + male- 18 + 17m are tagged with Raincloud of Auroraclan

“Do you think Forestclan will be here?” Mistfall’s gaze flicked hopefully around the crowd of cats as she stood with Tigerjaws. “I hope so, it feels like ages since we’ve seen them!” Tigerjaws agreed. “I’m okay if we talk to some of the other cats though. Ashstrike thinks we should try to expand our friendships with the other clans.” Mistfall suggested. Tigerjaws nodded slowly, searching the crowd carefully. “That might be a good idea, we don’t know if Forestclan is even coming to the gathering.” Mistfall noticed a warrior nearby who looked as if he was around their age. She nudged Tigerjaws and led the younger tom over to the unfamiliar warrior. “Hi, I’m Mistfall and this is Tigerjaws of Caveclan.”

Mintpaw- apprentice- male- 10m is possibly reserved

The silver tabby shrank back slightly as his clanmates melted into the crowd of cats that made up the gathering. Mintpaw had been to gatherings before but never alone. Mistfall and Tigerjaws, the only pair of cats who were somewhat similar in age had already been lost in the crowd. The overwhelming scents of the many strange clans made him anxious. “I wish Spottedpaw or Poppypounce were here,” He thought mournfully of the pair who’d been left at home. Poppypounce had been close with Mintpaw since before he’d joined Caveclan and as the last two apprentices currently in the den, he and Spottedpaw had naturally grown closer through their training together. He’d developed friendships with Duskheart and Stormfeather as well, but Duskheart’s dislike of gatherings would have worsened Mintpaw’s anxiety and Stormfeather simply would’ve been oblivious. Mintpaw guessed that if he were here, Stormfeather would’ve eagerly joined Mistfall and Tigerjaws wherever the pair had gone. His mentor had reassured him that the gathering would be safe and he’d have fun meeting the other apprentices but Thymepool’s reassurance felt far away now that the other clans were in front of him.

[selkirks]

𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙣 !!

cockroachstar - tom - 79m - marquess/leader - tags; Laurelstar (Auroraclan)

Cockroachstar shook his thick fur and gazed around, looking if there were any cats open to conversation. His eyes fell on an unfamiliar she-cat and he padded over to her. He sat down next to her and gave a small purr of greeting, "Hello there. My name is Cockroachstar of Tundraclan." His large tail curled neatly over his paws as he waited for the molly's response. The ticked tabby tom noticed how the she-cat seemed on edge, and he hoped he would be able to comfort the cat.

hollystar - she-cat - 74m - marchioness/leader - tags; baldstar (totemclan)

Hollystar purred in greeting, "Tundraclan is well! We are not looking forward to leafbare, of course, as the cold season in the tundra is freezing." She chuckled, then continued, "Totemclan, hm? I don't believe I have seen you around at a gathering before." She mewed, curious as to how long the clan existed. The bengal noted she had never scented or heard of Totemclan before to herself, interested in the clan.

tsunamibite - tom - 89m - earl/deputy - tags; butterflyleap (chessclan)

Tsunamibite looked at the she-cat, giving a slight smile, "Hello there, Butterflyleap. I'm Tsunamibite, Earl- or rather Deputy in most clans, of Tundraclan." He shivered as a cold breeze whisked through the gathering, chilling him to his bones. He wished he could be at home cuddling with his mate, daughter, and grandkits, but it was his duty to be at the gathering with his clan. "It's hard to believe it was only a few days ago I was soaking up the last of the leaffall warmth. It's a bit too cold now out here for me and my age." he chuckled, "My age seems to finally be catching up to me." Tsunamibite stretched his paw, attempting to get rid of the bitter cold within his joints. The ticked tom made a mental note to visit the Healers when he was back home for some herbs for his joint pain and other aches.

swanflight - genderfluid (she/he) - 27m - healer- tags; rainstorm (whiskered away)

Swanflight let out a mew of greeting as a large tom introduced himself, "Mhm! I'm a Healer. I kind of have to come..." Swanflight sighed, "It's nice here at the gathering but sometimes it gets freezing- especially right now." The bicolor chuckled, attempting to distract herself from the sharp pangs of cold, "What about you? I don't think I've seen you before." The Healer laughed to herself- it would be hard to miss such a large, scarred tom in a crowd.

wisteriaflight - demiboy - 52m - healer - tags; cloudpool (caveclan)

Wisteriaflight nodded, "Yup, Tundraclan has weird names for just about every rank." the birman laughed "We have two leaders, called a Marquess and Marchioness. Our deputies are called Earls, and our warriors are called Knights." He explained, "Caveclan, hm? I don't believe I've heard of that clan before. Have you attended a gathering before?" He inquired, remembering how he had gone to his first gathering such a long time ago.

i have a lot of slots open so uhh lmk if you want me 2 bring someone

[notwearingsocks]

☆ totemclan

baldstar; leader; tom; 49m, tagged: hollystar from tundraclan
baldstar nodded at her words. "i expect to be chilly for many, many moons this season. totemclan calls it the great freeze for good reason." his whiskers twitched good naturedly. "yes, totemclan! i, uh, sorta just stumbled across it," he admitted sheepishly under his breath. "i don't have much experience with the whole clan leader thing yet." though clearly nervous about leading his cats, he seemed optimistic, his eyes bright with the idea.

fignewt; healer; tom; 52m; tagged: creamfoot of auroraclan

fignewt padded closer to the white tomcat with flicking ears and a swishing tail. "are you a healer?" he asked gruffly, cocking his head. he was not familiar with most of the clans here, and he didn't do pleasantries too well. "i am fignewt of totemclan."

sweetdrop; warrior; molly; 34m; tagged: mongoose's chatter of order of the hyena

sweetdrop flicked flypaw with her tail; "go make friends," she murmured with a smile at her apprentice, knowing that she would be fine once she worked up the courage to approach someone. padding away, sweetdrop approached a small-eared tom, her blue eyes bright and inquisitive as she spoke. "hello there," she greeted, dipping her head. "i am sweetdrop from totemclan; how are you?" she noticed a moment too late that another cat had approached the same one she had, but sweetdrop had never been shy about making plenty of friends in the past.

vixenface; warrior; molly; 36m; tagged: taipanstrike of chessclan

the foxlike molly's eyes were bright with the moon's vibrance in the clearing; she touched her tail tip to sweetdrop's shoulder in farewell before setting off by herself. a voice stilled her travels, and she paused, a purr rumbling from her throat in greeting. "hello," she turned to gaze upon the bengal tom who'd spoken to her. she took note of his obvious discomfort but didn't comment on it. "i'm vixenface; i am from totemclan. who might you be?" she sat, cocking her head, corners of her mouth lifted in a small smile.

viperfang; warrior; tom; 48m; tagged: woolyfur of caveclan
viperfang shook the irritation from his pelt. he'd watched vixenface pad off without any hesitation to find someone to speak to and he'd always been prickly about her ability to make friends anywhere. (pretty privilege, he was sure.) the tabby padded to the first cat he saw who didn't appear to be already in conversation. "hello. i am viperfang." his dark tabby fur was ruffled with his diacontent and he gave it a few quick licks to smooth it down.

flypaw; apprentice; molly; 7m; tagged: cherryblossom of auroraclan

nervousness flooded flypaw as sweetdrop left her; with hesitation and a tummy low to the floor, she approached a sweet looking molly. "hello," she murmured, barely audible over the chatter of the arriving cats. "i'm flypaw. this is my first gathering with totemclan." she smiled sheepishly.

[Frisco]

ฬђเรкєгє๔ คฬคץ

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North✰star | leader | female | tags: open ✰

The leader brings her clan to the gathering. It’s a trying time for them with many warriors being injured, but she’s keeping up appearances.

Whetley | apprentice | female | tags: Oldsquaw of Auroraclan (Red weasel) ✰

Whetley made sure that her leader wasn’t in need of her aid befoe splitting from the group. Her clan was already making friends with felines from different groups. It was time for her to form some new friendships as well. The grey molly with a short tail and long ears carefully approached a tom, hoping that he would be up for a conversation. “Hello. My name is Whetley. I hope I’m not bothering you? I would love to get to know you and your clan!” There was nothing but pure joy and sincerity on the cat’s happy face.

Rainstorm | warrior | male | tags: Swanflight of Tundraclan (selkirks) ✰

“Uhhh, no. I’ve only been here once before, but it was a short visit.” Rainstorm stepped from paw to paw. He may have been big and strong and scary, but it took him a little bit of getting used to a cat before he felt comfortable around them. First contacts were a little awkward. He decided to steer the subject into a territory much more comfortable for him. “Are healers often needed at gatherings? Do many fights break out?” Rain seemed rather excited about the idea.

Aristaeus | seer | male | tags: open ✰

The albino gazed over the heads and the tails. He was curious to see a gathering for the first time. He sat under a tree and observed with interest, hoping that he wouldn’t have to do any of this “socialising” thing he’s heard about.

Briston | warrior | male | tags: Mongoose's Chatter of Order of The Hyena (chaotic creativity) ✰

The young warrior was happy to explore new lands outside of the clan. Not wasting time, he picked the first cat he saw to talk to about their adventures. “Hello”, he said with a bright smile. “I’m Briston, but you can call me Brie. Who are you?”.

[chaotic creativity]

CHESSCLAN !!

Butterflyleap | Female - Deputy - 76 Moons - Tagged: Tsunamibite (TundraClan)

Butterflyleap nodded along in agreement to Tsunamibite's comment about age. "My youngest kits are very well near grown up now, so I think my age is finally making up for all those moons it hung back so that I could raise those two bundles of energy," she purred, thinking fondly of the two kits she'd kept from a surrogacy litter several moons prior. Bourrasquesting and Guêpestorm were warriors now, so she was truly realizing how old she was. She had grandkits who were as old as her youngest kits, and that was the true testament to her age. "This cold has never been good on my joints, but it seems worse this season-cycle. I guess it's a good thing that I'll be retiring soon," she meowed gently, raising her eyes to the sky where the stars were just beginning to arrive. She wasn't retiring to the elder's den, she claimed she was much too old for that. Instead, she was to become a permanent nursery helper. Their nursery was almost always inhabited, so she knew she could be a beneficial help for all the young mothers who needed just a few hours away from their newborns.

Ciguëblizzard | Female - Warrior - 47 Moons - Tagged: Oakfrost (GeminiClan)

Ciguëblizzard noticed one molly who was sitting quietly. She didn't seem all that much younger than herself, so Ciguëblizzard gathered herself and padded over to the stranger. "Hello," she purred, whiskers twitching with excitement. Her rounded body and face, mostly shaped by the thick fur that wrapped around her, provided welcome warmth against the bitter chill that seeped so mercilessly through the air. She knew Twigsnap was back in their nest shivering, and she couldn't help but feel bad that she wasn't there to provide warmth for the shortfurred molly. "I'm Ciguëblizzard, a warrior of ChessClan," she meowed.


OUTBACK RUNNERS !!

Taipanstrike | Male - Warrior - 36 Moons - Tagged: Vixenface (TotemClan)

Taipanstrike swallowed anxiously as Vixenface peered at him. He drew in a deep, shuddering breath before smiling. Once again, he looked like he was in physical pain. He let the smile drop and shuffled his paws in the grass that tickled his toes. "I'm Taipanstrike, a warrior of the Outback Runners," he mumbled, his words flowing into each other. The entire sentence came out in one rushed breath, and he bit back fear. He was unsure as to why he struggled so desperately to talk with cats, and he let his head droop even further. His licked his lips, his throat clenching tight as the dryness of nerves flooded through him. His breaths were short and almost gasping, but he managed to raise his head to look Vixenface in the eyes. She was smiling, and seemed like a relatively nice cat. Perhaps this wouldn't be as hard as he was making it out to be.

Owlbubble | Male - Warrior - 22 Moons - Tagged: Open


Owlbubble's eyes were wide as he strolled into the Gathering. As such a young tom, he was smaller than most of the old, battle-scarred warriors that milled about. He was simply starstruck as he gazed at so many cats he had never seen before. His mother had found his father at one such Gathering, many moons ago. When his mother, Joanne, had left him in the care of his father, Buntingswirl, he hadn't even been a moon old. Buntingswirl was an excellent father, but Owlbubble yearned to explore and see what he had never seen before. He couldn't wait to make friends with whoever he ended up talking to, and this simply fueled his desire to see the world.



AVIARYCLAN !!

Hum | Non-Binary - Warrior - 75 Moons - Tagged: Open


Hum stretched as they watched Heron at their side. "I know it's a bit intimidating, but you'll be fine," they purred gently, affectionately butting their head into their friend's shoulder. When Heron had joined AviaryClan, Hum had taken them under their wing so to speak. There was a parent-kit relationship between the two, so they had quickly offered to go when Heron was chosen as the first representative to attend the Gathering. "Go make friends," they chuckled, softly nudging Heron away. As soon as they were gone, Hum turned to look around the Gathering. It had been many moons since they had last attended, and they sorely missed their large litter of kits still at the camp.


Heron | Non-Binary - Warrior - 23 Moons - Tagged: Thymepool (CaveClan)

Heron smiled gently, lifting their head just a little bit. "It's a lot all at once," they chuckled softly. "So many cats all at once, it can be a little overwhelming," the admitted. They were slowly relaxing, their posture becoming less curled in on itself and their head raising higher by the second. After a few steadying breaths, they held Thymepool's gaze proudly. "I don't do too well in new situations at first," they meowed, their voice still unnaturally soft. "It's lovely to meet you, Thymepool. You already seem like a wonderful cat," they meowed in response to the molly's introduction.


ORDER OF THE HYENA !!

Civet's Scurry | Female - Deputy - 58 Moons - Tagged: Open


Civet's Scurry watched Mongoose's Chatter with a wary eye, refusing to let him out of her sight as long as they were here. The last time the tom attended a Gathering, he came back crowing about the fact that he would soon have more kits to be raised alongside his young litter. Hyena's Breath was worried about the tom's loyalty, so Civet's Scurry had been assigned to watch him when he volunteered to attend another Gathering. With a quick glance at her clanmate, she walked a few steps into the Gathering. She wanted to find a cat to talk to quickly, mostly to hide the fact that she would be watching Mongoose's Chatter like a hawk.


Mongoose's Chatter | Male - Warrior - 41 Moons - Tagged: Briston (Whiskered Away), Sweetdrop (TotemClan)

Mongoose's Chatter was overjoyed when Briston, or Brie, struck up a conversation with a simple introduction. "Oh! I'm Mongoose's Chatter, a warrior of the Order of the Hyena. It is such a pleasure to meet you, Brie," he chirped. Excitement thrummed through his bones, and he had to stop from leaping for joy at finding a potential friend so quickly this moon. Meeting new cats always filled the tom with such a thrill that he eagerly volunteered to attend any and all Gatherings that Hyena's Breath would allow him to. "What Clan do you come from? I don't recognize your scent. That's not all that surprising though, considering I've been to so few Gatherings that there is simply no way I could recognize every single Clan's distinctive scent already," he rambled, chuckling as he referenced the grand number of groups that attended this meeting. It seemed to grow each time he came, and he was always eager to meet new Clans. As he turned his muzzle, he noticed another molly padding up towards him. "Hello, Sweetdrop. I'm Mongoose's Chatter of the Order of the Hyena," he meowed excitedly. "I'm doing just fine this evening," he purred. Two friends in one night? This Gathering simply had to be the best he'd ever attended.

[Red weasel]

Auroraclan
Laurelstar - leader - 54 - She/her -Cockroachstar, Tundraclan

“Hello!” Laurelstar replied with a smile, hoping to glaze over her own stress. She sat up a little taller, and straightened out her whiskers, trying to make sure she looked dignified enough. Stressed or not, she had a duty to her clan to represent them well. “I’m Laurelstar of Auroraclan. It’s always wonderful to meet someone new.” She mewed, nodding to the tom.

Fernstep- Deputy - 43 - She/her - open

Fernstep looked from leader to her fellow deputies, wondering what was going on and their clans. As bad as sounded, she hoped that there where others as stressed her. There was a weird sort of comfort in not being alone. It at least would mean that her life was less strange.

Creamfoot med. cat - 41 - He/him - Fignewt, Totemclan

Creamfoot was lost in thought, worrying about his own storage, when the Tom approached. He jumped, then tried to bush it off as he looked at Fignewt. “Oh hello, I’m Creamfoot, of Auroraclan, it is a pleasure to meet you. I don’t believe I’ve heard of your clan before? I am rather unfamiliar with most though, “ he said, straightening up so as to appear a little more present.

Glowpelt - warrior - 38 - He/him - open

Glowpelt is looking for answers that he knows he won’t find.

Cherryblossom - queen - 42 - She/her - Flypaw, Totemclan

“Well hello there,” Cherryblossom said was cheery smile snax a swish of her tail. “I’m Cherryblossom of Auroraclan clan. First gatherings are the best! It’s amazing how many different clans there are isn’t it? I’ll tell you a secret, even now I still find myself surprised how many cats are here.” She shifted her posture so that she was fully turned to the apprentice, to show that she was fully interested, as well as hoping it would distract the apprentice from the crowd, and perhaps calm her nerves.

Raincloud - warrior - 21 - They/them - Mistfall, Tigersjaw, Caveclan

Raincloud smiled at the two approaching cats, their tail swishing happily behind them. “Hello! I’m Raidclound, of Auroraclan, nice to meet you two! Have you two been two a gathering before? It’s my first time, and while I’m excited, I’m a little nervous I’ll do something wrong.” They cocked their head to the side and waited for the two to respond. There wasn’t a drop of shyness in their body, so they weren’t afraid to admit their concerns, even to two complete strangers.

Geminiclan
Raggedclaw(star) - leader - 39 - He/him - open

Raggedclaw tried to keep his annoyance off his face, I’m the hopes another leader would pull him away. Normally he would have preferred not to talk to strangers, but Foxflame had insisted that he and Freesiasong were also leaders, and deserved to sit amongst the leaders, but the dark forest and starclan and representative hated each other, so he was was stuck between to angry cats who refused to speak to each other, let alone anyone else. The longer he was stuck with him, the more agitated he got.

Foxflame- deputy - 38 - He/him - open

Cocky man sitting here acting like he’s better than the other two, and actively trying to anger Freesiasong. (Note: for drama Freesiasong and Foxflame can be done together) [/quote]

Freesiasong- med cat - 36 - She/her - open

[/Trying to look dignified but she’s in a very bad mood.

(Note: for drama Freesiasong and Foxflame can be done together)

Oakfrost - warrior - 35 - She/her - Ciguëblizzard, Chessclan

Oakfrost was quiet for a moment, before she realized she had been approached. “Oh hello!”, she said, a hint of surprise dancing in her voice. She studied the fluffier cat for a moment, taking in the other cats excitement before she went on, “I’m Oakfrost of Geminiclan, happy to be here.” She could help be be excited herself, she was use to people watching and often wasn’t approached by others.

Oldsquaw - warrior - 44 - He/him - Whetley, Whiskered away.

“Hello!” Oldsquaw adjusting himself to look at the smaller cat. “It’s no bother at all! I was actually hoping to find someone to talk to! I’m Oldsquaw of Geminiclan by the way” he said with a chuckle. He couldn’t help by be tickled by the apprentices excitement, and hoped he could meet her expectations. He remembered looking at things with the same kind of excitement, and hope it would stay with the young cat for a while.

Owlfleck- warrior - 23 - She/her - open

Young lady, but is the clan mom. I’d kind and teddy to give advice.

[chaotic creativity]

CHESSCLAN !!

Butterflyleap | Female - Deputy - 76 Moons - Tagged: Tsunamibite (TundraClan)


Butterflyleap nodded along in agreement to Tsunamibite's comment about age. "My youngest kits are very well near grown up now, so I think my age is finally making up for all those moons it hung back so that I could raise those two bundles of energy," she purred, thinking fondly of the two kits she'd kept from a surrogacy litter several moons prior. Bourrasquesting and Guêpestorm were warriors now, so she was truly realizing how old she was. She had grandkits who were as old as her youngest kits, and that was the true testament to her age. "This cold has never been good on my joints, but it seems worse this season-cycle. I guess it's a good thing that I'll be retiring soon," she meowed gently, raising her eyes to the sky where the stars were just beginning to arrive. She wasn't retiring to the elder's den, she claimed she was much too old for that. Instead, she was to become a permanent nursery helper. Their nursery was almost always inhabited, so she knew she could be a beneficial help for all the young mothers who needed just a few hours away from their newborns.


Ciguëblizzard | Female - Warrior - 47 Moons - Tagged: Oakfrost (GeminiClan)

Ciguëblizzard grinned as Oakfrost introduced herself. The molly seemed slightly uncomfortable, but she just attributed it to being not the most outgoing cat. With a purr, she sat down and quickly nibbled at the pesky pebble stuck between her toes. Her paws ached, almost as much as her limbs, but she wouldn’t let that hold her back. “How are things going in your Clan? I haven’t heard of GeminiClan, so don’t be offended by what I’m about to say. I’m assuming it to be a smaller Clan, and that can sometimes prove to be a challenge during these colder moons,” she meowed kindly. ChessClan had been huge when she joined, so she’d only experienced prey shortages a few times. She’d heard tales, though, of smaller Clans not having enough trained warriors to provide enough prey. She was glad she’d joined ChessClan after it had accumulated numerous members, mostly so that she wouldn’t have to worry about if she was going to get to eat her next meal. “Are the cold moons terribly rough in your territory? They’re not bad in ChessClan, though they are simply the worst in the surrounding mountains,” she mused.


OUTBACK RUNNERS !!

Taipanstrike | Male - Warrior - 36 Moons - Tagged: Vixenface (TotemClan)


Taipanstrike swallowed anxiously as Vixenface peered at him. He drew in a deep, shuddering breath before smiling. Once again, he looked like he was in physical pain. He let the smile drop and shuffled his paws in the grass that tickled his toes. "I'm Taipanstrike, a warrior of the Outback Runners," he mumbled, his words flowing into each other. The entire sentence came out in one rushed breath, and he bit back fear. He was unsure as to why he struggled so desperately to talk with cats, and he let his head droop even further. His licked his lips, his throat clenching tight as the dryness of nerves flooded through him. His breaths were short and almost gasping, but he managed to raise his head to look Vixenface in the eyes. She was smiling, and seemed like a relatively nice cat. Perhaps this wouldn't be as hard as he was making it out to be.


Owlbubble | Male - Warrior - 22 Moons - Tagged: Open


Owlbubble's eyes were wide as he strolled into the Gathering. As such a young tom, he was smaller than most of the old, battle-scarred warriors that milled about. He was simply starstruck as he gazed at so many cats he had never seen before. His mother had found his father at one such Gathering, many moons ago. When his mother, Joanne, had left him in the care of his father, Buntingswirl, he hadn't even been a moon old. Buntingswirl was an excellent father, but Owlbubble yearned to explore and see what he had never seen before. He couldn't wait to make friends with whoever he ended up talking to, and this simply fueled his desire to see the world.



AVIARYCLAN !!

Hum | Non-Binary - Warrior - 75 Moons - Tagged: Open


Hum stretched as they watched Heron at their side. "I know it's a bit intimidating, but you'll be fine," they purred gently, affectionately butting their head into their friend's shoulder. When Heron had joined AviaryClan, Hum had taken them under their wing so to speak. There was a parent-kit relationship between the two, so they had quickly offered to go when Heron was chosen as the first representative to attend the Gathering. "Go make friends," they chuckled, softly nudging Heron away. As soon as they were gone, Hum turned to look around the Gathering. It had been many moons since they had last attended, and they sorely missed their large litter of kits still at the camp.


Heron | Non-Binary - Warrior - 23 Moons - Tagged: Thymepool (CaveClan)


Heron smiled gently, lifting their head just a little bit. "It's a lot all at once," they chuckled softly. "So many cats all at once, it can be a little overwhelming," the admitted. They were slowly relaxing, their posture becoming less curled in on itself and their head raising higher by the second. After a few steadying breaths, they held Thymepool's gaze proudly. "I don't do too well in new situations at first," they meowed, their voice still unnaturally soft. "It's lovely to meet you, Thymepool. You already seem like a wonderful cat," they meowed in response to the molly's introduction.



ORDER OF THE HYENA !!

Civet's Scurry | Female - Deputy - 58 Moons - Tagged: Open


Civet's Scurry watched Mongoose's Chatter with a wary eye, refusing to let him out of her sight as long as they were here. The last time the tom attended a Gathering, he came back crowing about the fact that he would soon have more kits to be raised alongside his young litter. Hyena's Breath was worried about the tom's loyalty, so Civet's Scurry had been assigned to watch him when he volunteered to attend another Gathering. With a quick glance at her clanmate, she walked a few steps into the Gathering. She wanted to find a cat to talk to quickly, mostly to hide the fact that she would be watching Mongoose's Chatter like a hawk.


Mongoose's Chatter | Male - Warrior - 41 Moons - Tagged: Briston (Whiskered Away), Sweetdrop (TotemClan)


Mongoose's Chatter was overjoyed when Briston, or Brie, struck up a conversation with a simple introduction. "Oh! I'm Mongoose's Chatter, a warrior of the Order of the Hyena. It is such a pleasure to meet you, Brie," he chirped. Excitement thrummed through his bones, and he had to stop from leaping for joy at finding a potential friend so quickly this moon. Meeting new cats always filled the tom with such a thrill that he eagerly volunteered to attend any and all Gatherings that Hyena's Breath would allow him to. "What Clan do you come from? I don't recognize your scent. That's not all that surprising though, considering I've been to so few Gatherings that there is simply no way I could recognize every single Clan's distinctive scent already," he rambled, chuckling as he referenced the grand number of groups that attended this meeting. It seemed to grow each time he came, and he was always eager to meet new Clans. As he turned his muzzle, he noticed another molly padding up towards him. "Hello, Sweetdrop. I'm Mongoose's Chatter of the Order of the Hyena," he meowed excitedly. "I'm doing just fine this evening," he purred. Two friends in one night? This Gathering simply had to be the best he'd ever attended.

[Frisco]

ฬђเรкєгє๔ คฬคץ

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North✰star | leader | female | tags: open ✰

The leader brings her clan to the gathering. It’s a trying time for them with many warriors being injured, but she’s keeping up appearances.

Whetley | apprentice | female | tags: Oldsquaw of Auroraclan (Red weasel) ✰

“Splendid!” The tip of her little tail wagged, almost like a dogs’. “Nice to meet you, Oldsquaw. I would love to know more about your clan! Is it far away? How do your dens look like?” She chuckled. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to shower you with questions, I just find it all so interesting.”

Rainstorm | warrior | male | tags: Swanflight of Tundraclan (selkirks) ✰

“Uhhh, no. I’ve only been here once before, but it was a short visit.” Rainstorm stepped from paw to paw. He may have been big and strong and scary, but it took him a little bit of getting used to a cat before he felt comfortable around them. First contacts were a little awkward. He decided to steer the subject into a territory much more comfortable for him. “Are healers often needed at gatherings? Do many fights break out?” Rain seemed rather excited about the idea.

Aristaeus | seer | male | tags: open ✰

The albino gazed over the heads and the tails. He was curious to see a gathering for the first time. He sat under a tree and observed with interest, hoping that he wouldn’t have to do any of this “socialising” thing he’s heard about.

Briston | warrior | male | tags: Mongoose's Chatter of Order of The Hyena (chaotic creativity), Sweetdrop of Totemclan (notwearingsocks) ✰

“A pleasure to meet you as well!” It was clear to see by Brie’s happy, big smile that he was happy to have found such a friendly companion for a chat. While Briston isn’t shy or scaredy, he often finds adult cats to be rather boring and stiff, always ordering him around or forbidding from doing the most fun things. He’s now a warrior himself, but many cats in the clan still treat him like a little kit. “I’m from Whiskered Away. It’s my first time here so I only recognise my own clan’s smell, but you’re right, there are so many new ones!” Brie sniffed the air around Chatter’s muzzle. “What is it that you smell of?” He gave a nod and a smile to Sweetdrop when she approached them. “Hi, I’m Brie.”

[selkirks]

𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙣 !!

cockroachstar - tom - 79m - marquess/leader - tags; Laurelstar (Auroraclan)

Cockroachstar purred in greeting, "I'm pleasured to meet you, Laurelstar." He thought for a moment about the she-cat and how the scent seemed unfamiliar, "Auroraclan? I believe I have heard of your clan before. I assume you have been to gatherings before?" The tom noticed how she attempted to look dignified, and he felt a pang of sympathy as he knew how troubling it could be to act leader-ly when disaster struck his clan.

hollystar - she-cat - 74m - marchioness/leader - tags; baldstar (totemclan)

Hollystar let out a small chuckle, "Honestly, I understand that. After some... circumstances I was thrust into leadership." Her eyes dropped and she attempted to push back the dreadful memories of what happened so long ago. "I'm glad I'm a leader now though, my clan is all that I need." she mewed.

tsunamibite - tom - 89m - earl/deputy - tags; butterflyleap (chessclan)

The tom nodded in agreement, "My living daughter had kits recently- and It's hard to believe that I have grandkits! My mate, Salamanderflame, dotes on them all the time! Even though they're apprentices. I can't blame her, really." He purred. "I'm planning on retiring soon as well, near when my mate retires. The Elder's Den is getting a bit packed, so we may help out in other dens as well." He mewed. He curled his tail around his paws and shook his fur, attempting to keep out the biting chill, "I wonder who my leaders are going to pick as their next Earl. I know whatever choice they'll make will be a good one, but I can't help but wonder."

swanflight - genderfluid (she/he) - 27m - healer- tags; rainstorm (whiskered away)

Swanflight thought for a few heartbeats, "We aren't often needed, but rarely fights do break out. Whether it's because some cat saw their mate flirting with one of those odd looking strangers or any other reason. I've never had to attend to the wounds of a cat here- mostly because running all the way back to the tundra and all the way back here would be impossible in such a short time." he chuckled. "If any fights were to break out, though, I'd assume the healers of the clans closest to the gathering would run back home and grab herbs."

wisteriaflight - demiboy - 52m - healer - tags; cloudpool (caveclan)

Wisteriaflight nodded, "Yup, Tundraclan has weird names for just about every rank." the birman laughed "We have two leaders, called a Marquess and Marchioness. Our deputies are called Earls, and our warriors are called Knights." He explained, "Caveclan, hm? I don't believe I've heard of that clan before. Have you attended a gathering before?" He inquired, remembering how he had gone to his first gathering such a long time ago.

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Lightningstar | Tom | Tagged: Morningstar

Lightningstar cursed under his breath as Swiftclan arrived to the gathering clearly late. He took a moment to compose himself, and then strode up to the leader's rock, Strawberryfall by his side. He scented a leader he did not recognize, and approached with a smile, "I'm Lightningstar of Swiftclan, who are you?"

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Papaverrose | Molly | Tagged: Open

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Strawberryfall | Tom | Tagged: Lightningstar

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Robinpatch | Tom | Tagged: looking for Peachmeadow

Robinpatch rushed int the gathering, craning his neck to see if he could spot his mate. He didn't even know if she was coming, but he had to try to find her if she was.

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Sloeface | Molly | Tagged: Failnaughtfire and co

Sloeface entered last of all the Swiftclan cats, corralling her three rambunctious kits in front of her to make sure non wandered off. "Okay," she purred, "Now you need to stay nearby, and once we've found your father we'll move to somewhere you can play more freely, that sound like a plan?"

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Quailpaw | Molly | Tagged: Nickit

Quail[aw darted into the gathering, eager to make a friend her age. She glanced around, but all the other apprentices already seemed to be talking, so she sat just off to the side, waiting for another apprentice to show up.


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