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☆ totemclan

baldstar; totemspeaker/leader; tom; 57m, tagged: pinefoot of seaclan
baldstar dipped his head knowingly; he may be generally naïve with social cues, but he knew better than to press for information about in-clan activities. "well i congratulate you," his tone was light, steering the conversation away from talking about anything that might stir tension. "has seaclan treated you well in your time there? do you have kits, perhaps?" baldstar inquired, drawing his tail closer as a cat padded a little too close for comfort.

sealfisher; ravencaller/deputy; tom; 47m; tagged: failnaughtfire of tundraclan
"i would love a large family," sealfisher admitted, kneading at the ground as he pictured his two daughters multiplied by a few. "i haven't found myself settled with a mate," he confided in the other tom. it was no secret, and he had no shame in not having found the perfect mate. he wasn't exactly looking; his duties as deputy and a father kept him on his toes enough, he could hardly spare a moment to sleep. "but perhaps someday."

wizard; healer; tom; 35m; tagged: swanflight of tundraclan
"oh, you're telling me!" wizard gave a full body shake as if to ward off the cold that was sure to sweep totemclan's territory again next leafbare. "i am lucky that my apprentice, batpaw over there - " he gestured to a small black smoke tom with large fangs; wizard noticed his discomfort with the apprentice that he was speaking to immediately, and made a mental note to ask him of it later. it wasn't often that anything ruffled batpaw's fur. "totemclan is well, mostly. lots of careless warriors so i have been busy, but overall we are well fed with a bustling nursery!" he purred at that, happy to have helped deliver so many healthy kits.

batpaw; healer's apprentice; tom; 7m; tagged: ursapaw of the outback runners
batpaw shrugged at this news. that didn't change his point, in his mind. "then you should understan' that keepin' a cat warm is a valuable skill," he spoke pointedly. "an' i think that any healer worth their weight would do anything they could t'a keep their clanmates comfort'ble in all weather. 's not my fault wizard's more equipped ta'do so." batpaw shrugged, ever loyal to the hairless tom who he'd looked up to since he was a mere kit. he listened to ursapaw's spiel about his superior mentor with little interest; batpaw's desire to befriend this tom had begun to wane as he had dealt with the immediate hostility. "maybe she is a better mentor. for you," he shrugged. "but wizard knows herbs an' potions. an' if he chooses to practice potioncraft even after trainin' with herbs, then i think tha'has some merit."

chiaseed; warrior; molly; 41m; tagged: nectarinesplash of the celestial beings
chiaseed listened to nectarinesplash's tale with great interest, hanging onto every word. "that is terrible," she murmured, shaking her head at what nectarinesplash's clanmates had been through. "oh, i'm sure my story isn't as interesting as being clan born," she dipped her eyes sheepishly with a shrug. "i was a kittypet. i... left my garden one day, chasing the lights that dance in the sky, have you seen them?" she turned her eyes to the stars as if she could conjure up the northern lights in that moment. "and then i heard... a gathering? a parade? it was a big party of cats, all celebrating and some dressed in bright colors - like wizard there - " she pointed out the clan's healer, the hairless tom wrapped in a blue striped cloak. "a found a group of friends, and after the parade ended, we just... walked. for a really long time. and then found totemclan." she shrugged once again. "not too exciting either," she repeated, as if shy about her tale.

scrapbeak; warrior; molly; 23m; tagged: pebblepaw of spruceclan
scrapbeak blinked once. twice. three times. just to make sure that she wasn't hallucinating this small molly scrunched up against her. she tried to force a scowl, to pin her ears and furrow her brow irritably, but... hmmph. she couldn't imagine ruining this poor basically-still-a-kit's first gathering. "well, good instincts are good to have," she nodded firmly, inwardly sighing at herself for relenting so quickly. "they'll either keep you out of trouble... or keep you from getting caught," she winked, giving a mischievous grin at the latter. "we'll see about friends, hasn't anyone ever told you be careful around strangers?" she chuffed, though even if pebblepaw had been told that, she'd clearly not taken it to heart. but scrapbeak was safe. for pebblepaw, at least. she couldn't vouch much for the safe return of any shiny objects or personal property. "prey? birds. any kind. what do i like to do best..?" her grin widened and she produced a shiny gold coin from tucked somewhere in her fur. "i borrow things. shiny stuff, mostly. pretty cool, huh." the gold coin glinted across her face in the light of the full moon overhead.


tinypaw; apprentice; demiboy (he/they); 8m; tagged: verglaspaw of evergreen park
tinypaw scrunched their nose at the talk of so many stinky dogs. he had never liked them, not once not never! tinypaw's eyes brightened at the mention of plenty of trees to scale. "totemclan has lots of trees, too! only a few different kinds though. most of them look the same, really tall and skinny," they explained. "totemclan is... cold!" they gave a mock shiver. "but i like the snow so i don't mind. i like my mentor, and all of my denmates are nice. there's a lot of kits in the nursery right now, so the den is going to be extra cozy soon," he grinned, the complaint mild, as he was greatly looking forward to the opportunity to hide more bugs in more cats' nests, which had earned them plenty of scowls from the other apprentices though tinypaw was otherwise so sweet that they forgave him swiftly.

paintpaw; apprentice; nonbinary (they/them); 7m; tagged: laurelpaw of caveclan
paintpaw listened with curiosity at laurelpaw's description of her fellow apprentices; though they had plenty of denmates back at totemclan, the thought that every clan could have so many apprentices, so many cats! so many possible friends! paintpaw could hardly wrap their mind around it. "fishing!" paintpaw gasped. "i haven't even touched a toe in the water! much less
catch a fish. that's so cool!" their enthusiasm was palpable as they wiggled their tail, swatting at is as if it were an aquatic creature. "you can paint anything you want! i paint other cats sometimes - i painted chiaseed once, she was so happy when i showed it too her, it was very hard to get the colors right for her eyes. and i've painted a mountain once! we have lots of those in totemclan." their eyes sparkled with excitement. "you can use your paws to smear it!" they drew a line in the dirt beneath their paws to indicate the motion. "and if you want the paints to come off, you can use a wet mossball. pretty cool, huh?" they were bouncing in place with delight.

[Red weasel]

Auroraclan
Laurelstar - leader - 59 - She/her - Ivystar, Spruceclan

Laurelstar tilted her head for a moment as she inspected Ivystar, but her ears perked up at the name, “oh Ivystar, Hello!” She said, though he tail twitched with a hint of embarrassment, “the stress lately must be getting to my head a little,” she added with a chuckle. Laurelstars posture relaxed happy to find the type of conversation she’s need. “Things have been stressful as of late, many of our loses have been close to me, but still there have been worse moon. I hope things are going well in Ivyclan at least.”

Fernstep- Deputy - 48 - She/her - open

Girl wants some friend time

Creamfoot med. cat - 45 - He/him - Open

Though usually put together, Creamfoot was anxious about something, and no matter how her tried, covering it wasn’t working.

Cragshriek - 67 - he/him-open
Hopekit and Silverkit

Cragshriek lead the two excited kits into the gathering his eyes watching at the two kits ran excitedly into the gather. He hadn’t quite realized what he signed up for, though he didn’t mind. He knew the two could use the break, away from the grief of their family.

Dogwood warrior - 29 - Open

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

Grumpy man is grumpy all day every day

Foxflame- deputy - He/him - mammoth, Evergreen park

Foxflame's tail swayed contemplatively behind him "Hmm. Perhaps my leader should consider some name changes. My roll is similar, though I do have a possibility of becoming leader, there are no guaruntees." he tried to cover his tone of annoyance, he believed he should be guaranteed leadership, but as the clan stood now, ut was unlikely anyone would ever back him. "Raggedclaw is very....determined, when he makes up his mind on what is the right way, he well, he's unmovable. He will tolerate no harm to his clan, it's admirable," he was almost shocked at himself for the praise comping out of his own mouth, but it was true, "we just don't have the same priorities"

Freesiasong- med cat - 36 - She/her - open
She might think she’s better than you

Wolffang - 45 - They/them - Harespring, Caveclan

Wolffang could only blink as they processed the other toms question. They didn't really know if it was a good idea to talk about what was on their mind, but they couldn't very well act like nothing was wrong. Wolffang sighed, "Apologies, its just a rift between friends." Rift was an understatement, but they wouldn't want to unload on a stranger, even in the face of their kindness. "I'm wolffang, from Geminiclan clan by the the way," they said, shifting awkwardly from paw to paw, unsure if they should stay to talk, or keep walking.

Loki (any) and Cynder (she/her) vie, Whiskered away

Loki couldn’t help but smile at the apprentices response, his tail sweeping In front of him as sat down. “Well this one here has quite the spunk doesn’t she? Perhaps a potential fierce warrior stands before us now” as he finshed speaking Cynder gave him a playful shrug. “Shhh” she said, turning her attention back to the apprentice. “Don’t mind my weird friend here. Im Cynder, they’re Loki. We’re from Geminiclan, we’re just taking our time, waiting to see if those strangers cat show up.” At Cyder’s words, Loki glanced around. This was much more for her companion than her, but she didn’t mind helping her new friend. Some would think him a weird choice to trust, but she knew she was safe from any betrayal.

[Smallfox]

//The Arcats//

mangostem - male - 31m - knight - tags; joystick (the arcats)

Mangostem looked up as a pretty tortoiseshell approached him and introduced herself. He could easily tell she was nervous due to her stuttering, and made sure to be gentle with the newcomer, "Nice to meet you, Joystick." He purred softly, "My name is Mangostem- of Tundraclan." He smiled politely, "I don't believe I've heard of The Arcats before, is your clan new?" Mangostem asked gently. His heart still felt as if it was broken in a million pieces after the deaths of his family, but he felt as if a new friend to distract him would be ideal.

Joystick - She-cat / Donkey Kong / Tags: Mangostem (Tundraclan, Selkirks)
Joystick tried to keep her focus on the tom she was speaking to, but she wasn't quite sure if it was rude to stare... So she just looked at her paws as she listed. "Nice to meet you... Too... M-Mangostem.." Joystick nodded in response to Mangostem's question. "U-um, yes, it is, though our cats mostly call it a group. Whistle told me our g-group runs a little d-differently than clans..." Joystick flicked an ear, trying to remain calm. "Sorry. I'm a little nervous. I-I still have no idea wh-why I was put in a l-lead-leadership role..."

zarude tom - 75 moons (healer) - tags; flicker (the arcats)
longhair white manx with blue/green heterochromia.
the older tom gave a very grateful smile to the tom as he shuffled over to allow the larger tom space to sit beside him. he shuffled closely with a gracious dip of the head before he sat in the space provided for him. for a brief moment, he allowed himself to close his eyes as his nostrils flared as he took in the strong scents of herbs surrounding him, in an effort to fully calm himself. after a few short breaths, his blue and green eyes flickered back open, refocusing on the smaller tom before him. "good to meet you flicker. i'm zarude; i'm the healer for pocketclan. and please, don't apologize for your clan being unique in some way. in my eyes, thats a wonderful thing. my clan has several unique oddities that are different from other clans as well. our naming system is just one example, as well as our faith beliefs. take pride in the things that make you different, don't be ashamed of them."

Flicker -Tom (afab) / Sonic the Hedgehog / Tags: Zarude (Poketclan, Broken*)
Flicker listened to the older 'Healer' as the large tom spoke, nodding along. "Perhaps I may of misspoke, I just intended to clear confusion from my unique role name. Though, your clan does sound quite interesting..." He turned his head to the sky, the moonlight reflected in his round eyes. "Hm. Why don't you tell me more about yourself and your clan?" He looked back to the large white-furred tom, tilting his head.

Heron | Non-binary - Avocet - 25 Moons - Ghoul of the Arcats


Heron popped one eye open, taking in the sight of a cat whose pelt seemed to split right down the middle. Slowly, their other eye fluttered open, and their jaw stretched wide in another involuntary yawn. After several more seconds, they dragged themselves up into a sitting position and leaned down to groom some ruffled fur on their chest. "I'm Heron of AviaryClan. Nice to meet you, Ghoul," they meowed, their voice scratchy with the nap they'd just barely fallen into before waking. They reached a paw up to rub their eyes, hoping they didn't have anything in the corners.

Ghoul -Non-Binary (amab) / Space Invader / Tags: Heron (AviaryClan, Chaotic Creativity
Ghoul smiled as the Heron cat got up onto their paws. They were a little concerned that they were sleeping out in the middle of the Gathering, but the chimera was just glad the cat was awake now. "Ah, my apologies Heron, I didn't quite realise you had dozed off. Nice to meet you too." Ghoul flicked their tail over their paws. "So, what's it like in AviaryClan? I've never heard of them, though I guess it is my- well, my entire group's, I mean- first gathering." I guess I could've mentioned that Whistle never really 'told' us about the clan names... But that'd be hard to explain anyway with the fact he's mostly mute. "Do you have a lot of birds? That's what an aviary is, right? A lot of birds... in one place..?" They could've been getting their words mixed up, but Ghoul was too excited about meeting Heron to care.

Other cats attending that aren't mentioned:
Whistle (Space Invader)

[broken*]

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cats in attendance; palkia, shaymin, zarude, corviknight, xatu

palkia molly - 51 moons (leader) - tags; wolfsong (truffleclan)
shorthair manx snow bengal rosette dilute torbie w/ low white & bright blue eyes.
the manx molly quite appreciated the fact that every other moon, she switched off with her co-leader dialga and was able to attend the gathering. she loved meeting all sorts of new cats, and this moon she had her new mate corviknight by her side to sooth her antsy paws. looking at the other molly fondly, she nuzzled her gently before turning to speak to their clanmates who had come with them. "alright, you all know the drill. we meet back here at the end of the gathering, so that we can walk back to the portal location together, and nobody gets left behind. since its their first gatherings, corviknight will stick with me, and xatu, try to find shaymin or zarude before the night is up, just so you don't get lost. have fun everyone." with that, the pair headed off into the gathering clearing with smiles on their face. of course, palkia's jumbled nerves of excitement got the best of her, and she tripped over her own two paws, knocking right into another cat on accident. if the molly could have blushed, she would have. "oh goodness, i'm so sorry!"

shaymin molly - 52 moons (deputy) - tags; silverstomp (tundraclan)
black torbie-and-white longhair w/ olive green eyes.
the molly finally forced herself into a seated position, knowing that if she remained standing for much longer she would continue to twitch out of her nerves, and so she forced her fluffy tail around her front paws in an attempt to hide the grinding into the dirt that her claws were doing. her sad eyes filled with a grateful touch at the other molly's words, how she would pass the news along to her fling's other family members so that they may have some sort of closure. she was glad that this other molly was a kind sort. the deputy listened intently as the silver molly spoke of her kits and her own fling, and she couldn't help the grin that came to her face at the words. "oh i completely understand, there are just so many cats at these gatherings, it can be hard to find one in specific that you are looking for. you mentioned tundraclan having many cats, do you mind me asking how large it is? pocketclan isn't necessarily small, but i would say we are nowhere near the largest clan; perhaps around 50 members or so, last time i counted. also, i would love to hear more about your kits, as long as you don't mind me talking about my own in response." she grinned at the other molly.

zarude tom - 75 moons (healer) - tags; flicker (the arcats)
longhair white manx with blue/green heterochromia.
the pure white tom made sure to continue to make eye contact as he spoke with the younger tom; it was clear to him that this was the other healers first, or at least one of his first few, gatherings. zarude couldn't help but think back to his own few first gatherings, and how nervous he had been by the sheer number of cats, and worry that had filled him about his clan being different. he hoped he could ease any of those same feelings in this other cat, even just by a little bit, like the other healers he had spoken to many moons ago had been able to do for him. with a gracious dip of the head and a low chuckle, he couldn't help the smile on his face as he was asked about his clan. "well, pocketclan is a clan of travelers. unlike most clans, who make their territory and camp in one place and settle, we tend to move on every few moons. we have wide variety of lands we consider our territory, varying from two-leg places to mountains to beach sides. we find all sorts of different cats at each location we go to, so our clan is made up of many cats of all shapes and backgrounds. would you mind telling me a bit about your clan? i'm curious about it as well."

corviknight molly - 46 moons (warrior) - tags; wolfsong (truffleclan)
longhair dilute tortie rosette with ojos azules.
being a former kittypet, the molly had never once attended a gathering before, and was quite a bit nervous about the idea of being in such an open environment with hundreds of other clan cats. what if the two-legs found them? what if a predator came and tore through the cats? she tried to shake her head free of the thoughts, knowing that she wasn't going to leave her mate palkia's side all evening, just in case. there was something about palkia that soothed her anxieties, despite the fact that the other molly tended to be more of a bundle of energy than herself (certainly a mixture of her own excitement and nerves). she smiled at their clanmates as the pair turned and began to walk into the group of cats, knowing from previously conversations that palkia would likely lead them towards the leaders high rock. however, they didn't quite make it that far, and she stopped just short of falling over her mate and a tom-cat that she had run into. rushing forward, she quickly helped her mate back to her feet, before offering her assistance with a kind smile to the tall tom. "are you alright sir? i'm corviknight, and this is palkia, by the way. we're of pocketclan."

xatu molly - 60 moons (warrior) - tags; carneliansight (outback runners)
black silver mackerel longhair with yellow eyes.
the silver molly loved to hear about other cats families, as much as it caused a pang in her own heart sometimes to think of her own. she listened happily as the other cat spoke of his six kits, and how several of them were ready to be free of the walls of the nursery. she couldn't help the tinkling laugh that escaped her at that comment. "your kits sounds lovely, carneliansight. what you've said reminds me of when my own were getting close to becoming apprentices; my daughters paw and dice were growing stir-crazy at the thought of being in the nursery any longer. they always seemed to sneak out and find themselves into trouble, despite my attempts at keeping them occupied otherwise. part of me wishes to become a mother again, as i do so miss having such little ones running around, but i haven't seen it in the cards for myself, at least not anytime soon. for now, i just live vicariously through my clanmates. they always seem to be popping out kits, so i have plenty of little ones to play with when it strikes my fancy." the molly smiled happily at the thought of her clan's nursery, and how it was constantly in flux between empty and full; new life always brought a smile to her face.



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cats in attendance; nectarinesplash

nectarinesplash molly - 32 moons (nandor) - tags; chiaseed (totemclan)
peterbald (hairless) blue tortie colorpoint molly w/ deep blue eyes.
the colorpoint hairless molly listened intently as the other molly spoke her own story to her, she could tell that she was a bit nervous or even perhaps ashamed, and so nectarinesplsh leaned forward for a second, touching her muzzle to the other molly's head in an act of comfort before puling back. she listened intently as the smaller molly spoke of her own past before the clan. she wasn't sure what the molly meant about the lights in the sky, but it sounded very pretty. "i can't say that i have ever seen those dancing lights, but perhaps someday i'll see them and think of you." she couldn't help the slightly flirtatious tone to her voice as she purred out her words. "i quite like your story. it sounds much more interesting than mine, at the very least. i've never been around two-legs before, aside from the occasional ones that come to the forest to hunt, but that party sounds like all sorts of fun in my mind. if you ever were to go back, you'll have to take me; i'd love to see it.

[selkirks]

𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙣 !!

cockroachstar - tom - 87m - marquess/leader - tags; carrotstar (Seaclan)

Cockroachstar gave a sympathetic glance and wrapped his paws around Carrotstar, giving him a hug. "I'm so, so sorry Carrotstar. You and Seaclan don't deserve to be put through this kind of hell." The maine coon felt like wailing. How could anyone have betrayed Seaclan and his dear friend Carrotstar so much? How could anyone kill elders and other cats? Cockroachstar claws dug into the ground at the mention of rogues. He had just lost 2 lives from the final battle with the rogues harassing Tundraclan, and many of his clanmates had died. Cockroachstar worried for his friend. He knew Carrotstar was a strong and respectable leader, but many rogues were ruthless. "If there is anything Tundraclan or I could do, let me know."

hollystar - she-cat - 82m - marchioness/leader - tags; morningstar (caveclan)

The bengal chuckled as the other leader mentioned some of his clanmates bringing in shiny objects, "I think if the tundra actually had anything interesting, my clanmates would try and find every pretty thing they could." She giggled. "It definitely takes some getting used to in the tundra. My mother-" Hollystar began to talk about Branchbreak, but cleared her throat and continued as if the mention of Branchbreak never happened, "My mate, Cockroachstar, has thick, fluffy fur so I don't have to worry about freezing in the middle of the night. Our dens are cozy, but some coldness cant be kept out. That's why shorthairs usually sleep in the middle next to each other or longhairs, to conserve body heat." She explained.

eveningbirch - female - 89m - earl/deputy - tags; zenaida (aviaryclan)

Eveningbirch listened, interested, "A party would be great to lift the spirits of my clanmates. Especially the spirits of those prone to the cold in the tundra. Which is practically every shorthair." The chimera chuckled, "What kind of celebrations does Aviaryclan do?" Eveningbirch inquired.

swanflight - genderfluid (she/he) - 35m - healer- tags; wizard (totemclan)

The bicolor laughed, eased by Wizard's personality. Swanflight looked to where Wizard gestured, and saw an adorable apprentice with large fangs that reminded her of Hauntshade, Cobwebfang, and Batstalk, who also had portruding fangs. "I feel that. It seems Tundraclan cats get injured practically every day! We have a lot of queens and kits, so Morninglight, one of our healers, stayed back to care for them"

mangostem - male - 31m - knight - tags; joystick (the arcats)

Mangostem was unsure of how to comfort Joystick, as no one in his family had ever been as nervous as the she-cat in front of him was, "It's okay, Joystick. No need to apologize! I understand the anxiety, especially since its your first gathering, right?" As Joystick stuttered, Mangostem draped his tail across her back comfortingly, "They must have seen that you had a quality or few to lead." Mangostem mewed.

failnaughtfire - tom - 50m - knight - tags; sealfisher (totemclan)

The manx nodded, "I always wanted a large family. I lost mine in a blizzard when I was a kit, before I joined Tundraclan, so I want to give my kits the best life." Failnaughtfire listened as Sealfisher explained he hadn't found a perfect mate yet, "It can take a while to find someone you want to spend the rest of your life with. I don't have a mate, but I do co-parent with a cat named Sloeface in Swiftclan."

celestialtrail - tom - 16m - healer - tags; medidae (withered fang peak)

Celestialtrail laughed, "I'm the newest Healer, and I only graduated a few moons ago, so I don't think we'll be getting a fifth healer soon." The white tom smiled as Medidae expressed her happiness at delivering her first litter and congratulated her, "It's always sweet to watch kits you helped deliver grow up." He listened politely as the other cat explained the ranks of her clan, "What's Fang?" Celestialtrail asked. "Those ranks sound really cool! So the Canines are like... heads of their ranks?"

swordspirit - she-cat - 18m - knight - tags; petalstar (cavernclan)

Crestcloud begged for Swordspirit to come to the gathering with her, but Crestcloud ended up sick with a stomach ache and Swordspirit had to go without her. Except she wasn't alone. Her father was with her. She didn't want to deal with his worries about her. She was fine and always would be. Before Failnaughtfire could even attempt to talk to her, she walked away, and as she kept her head low to the ground, she accidentally bumped into a she-cat. She shook her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you. As she looked at the other cat, Swordspirit knew she didn't recognize the scent or cat.

silverstomp - she-cat - 54m - knight - tags; shaymin (pocketclan)

As the torbie gave a grin, Silverstomp was relieved she wasn't as upset as Silverstomp thought she'd be, "I think Tundraclan has about 150 or 160 cat." Silverstomp mewed. Even though she had been in the clan for over a year, she still felt like she was only a small part of Tundraclan and its history. "I'd love to talk about my kits! And hear about your's" She purred, "Berryjump graduated a few moons before her brother, Blueberrymunch did. Berryjump reminds me the most of their father, Custard." Her voice dropped as she mentioned the name of the father of her kits, but she shook it off and perked back up, "I'm extremely proud of them both, and couldn't have asked for better kits. How about your kits?"

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

[chaotic creativity]

OUTBACK RUNNERS !!
Blazerumble | Molly - Chaser - 25 Moons - Tagged: Open (Reserved for Blazetail of The Gladiators)



Blazerumble looked left and right as she anxiously approached the Gathering, her tail limp behind her as she let her ears plaster themselves to her head. "I don't know if I can do this," she mumbled softly, but she felt Carneliansight gently bump his shoulder against hers in encouragement. With a deep breath, she pulled a bright smile onto her face and trotted eagerly into the mass of cats. She had barely been in the Outback Runners for a moon, so she wasn't quite sure why Marbledstar had asked her to attend the Gathering this moon. Despite easily and eagerly making friends in the camp, this was an entirely new situation that made her rather uncomfortable. The fear of stepping on any paws or tails filled her with constant dread, so her eyes glued themselves to the ground so as to avoid any accidents.



Carneliansight | Tom - Runner - 45 Moons - Tagged: Xatu of PocketClan


Carneliansight smiled as Xatu spoke so gently of her history as a mother and her potential future. "Listen, Xatu. Don't follow what you see to a point. If you want something, go for it rather than waiting to see it in your future. Live in the moment, not in your head," he purred kindly. As he remembered what she said about her daughters going stir-crazy, he gave a little chuckle. "I can agree to that, my older trio are finding every hidden pocket in our camp. I have apprentices watching them pretty much all day," he chuckled, knowing his close relationship with several younger cats had come in handy when he'd assigned them to be the kit patrol.

Ursapaw | Tom - Herbalist Trainee - 17 Moons - Tagged: Batpaw of TotemClan


"Wizard is just making up for lacking skills," Ursapaw snarled, unable to hold back his anger at this point. Batpaw was simply impossible to have any fun with, the first cat he'd encountered to be like that. Most cats could shoulder a fair bit of needling and button pushing, but Batpaw had gone over the edge so quickly that it was irritating. "I bet you're going to go home wailing to this supposed Wizard, and you're going to remain so bent out of shape that you have a bad moon of training," Ursapaw snapped, lifting to his full height and towering over the tom. "So listen up, kit, get a bit bigger and a bit more knowledgeable about the world before you talk a big game to any cat. I'm a fully trained warrior, so I could easily knock you down with a single paw," he sneered, malice lighting up his eyes. Ursapaw truly hoped to every ancestor watching that they would forgive him, but his temper had run away and was dragging him along by the tail.



AVIARYCLAN !!

Zenaida | Molly - Harrier - 29 Moons - Tagged: Eveningbirch of TundraClan


Zenaida gave a shudder at the thought of living in such a cold place and having short fur. "Surely TundraClan has come up with ways to keep your clanmates warm," she meowed, knowing she would be shocked if Eveningbirch said they hadn't. "Most of our celebrations are simply all of us eating together, conversing and sharing prey late into the night. Sometimes, the song of the birds comes so loud that we dance. Other times, we will play games to pass the time during particularly boring moons. The kits and apprentices love this, but our warriors do as well," she purred, curling her tail tightly around her paws.


Blue | Tom - Sparrow - 85 Moons - Tagged: Shimmerpelt of CaveClan



Blue chuckled as Shimmerpelt commented on his Clan's particularly unique way of life. "Well, our elders very rarely leave our camp. See, the branches of the trees have woven together to create a platform on which we have constructed our dens. Over time, the previous generations of AviaryClan created short pathways to the sun and to the ground for those with mobility issues to use, though most of our cats prefer the leaping and climbing," he explained. "As for the raining or flooding, our canopy is dense enough that it protects us from all but the most horrendous storms. Is there anything particularly unique about CaveClan?" he meowed, realizing he'd been talking about AviaryClan for far longer than was considered polite.


Heron | Non-binary - Avocet - 25 Moons - Ghoul of the Arcats


Heron offered a small smile as they fully became aware and able to comprehend the words coming from Ghoul. "Well, let me extend an offer of welcome to your Clan. I remember hearing about AviaryClan's first Gathering," they chuckled lightly. "As for an aviary, you are correct. My Clan has quite a few traditions surrounding birds," they offered, not quite willing to spill all of AviaryClan's secrets just yet. "Now, since your group is quite new, tell me a bit about them. Do you like living there?" they asked politely, settling into a more comfortable slouching position.



ORDER OF THE HYENA

Minnow's Mumble | Tom - Scavenger - 31 Moons - Tagged: Bramblingpath of SpruceClan



Minnow's Mumble bit back a laugh as Bramblingpath asked her question. "We are one of six Orders, or groups, that once called our territory home. My group, the Order of the Hyena, is the only one remaining now. A hyena is a predator, dog-like and cat-like at the same time, but they mostly prefer to scavenge over hunting. Each Order follows the spirit of their animal, so mine follows the spirit of a hyena. It mostly means that my Clan only allows mollies to be the leaders, but we are also quite ruthless and unforgiving," he darkened his voice before his face brightened with a chuckle. "SpruceClan sounds like quite a lovely name for a Clan! I only recently joined my Clan, having previously come from NyxClan," he meowed, glad to get his former Clan out into the open so that she might forgive any slip ups he makes.



Meerkat's Burrow | Molly - Mother - 42 Moons - Tagged: Pupdog of Whiskered Away



Meerkat's Burrow heart warmed as Pupdog chattered on and on about kits. "Oh, they sure are a pawful. They've only recently gotten old enough to leave the nest and wander around, and I was practically begging my leader for a night at the Gathering so that I could have some time away. I'm sure that one day, when you have kits of your own, you'll be trying as hard as you possibly can to get short breaks away," she purred. It was true that Eagle and Mosquito were already getting into so much trouble, but she wouldn't trade her time with them or her older, adopted kits for anything in the world.


Bonobo | Tom - Trainee - 8 Moons - Tagged: Lionpaw of QuickClan & Etoilepaw of SeaClan



Bonobo smiled kindly at Etoilepaw before turning to look at Lionpaw. "Maybe you can hang around with us for the evening?" he asked gently, hoping not to overstep any boundaries with Lionpaw. "I think it would be a bit of a waste to come all this way and not get to know two amazingly awesome future warriors," he crowed, puffing his chest out and winking.

Bonobo grinned at Lionpaw's enthusiasm, but he agreed with the tom's final statement. Any cat, if pushed into the right circumstance, could take on any warrior at the Gathering. "They all seem so big, but we'll be that big one day. I bet we'll be the largest and strongest," he straightened, making himself seem taller yet in all reality, he was still very small. "You will too, Etoilepaw! I bet you dream of being a grand warrior, or whatever your Clan calls that group of cats," he quickly jumped back to the molly.



CHESSCLAN !!

Faondapple | Molly - Healer - 39 Moons - Tagged: Bramblinglight of SeaClan



Faondapple's stomach was flipping and turning as Bramblinglight detailed the gruesome deaths of her clanmates, but she kept a calm demeanor and expression for the benefit of her friend. As the molly slipped into a loop of self-blame and loathing, Faondapple let out a soft sigh. "Cats who don't want to be suspected are often some of the best actors. You probably never knew the full extent of Avocetpool's emotions or personality, mostly because she likely hid a majority of herself from you. The pain of betrayal is one that stings long and deep, it sometimes feels like it's suffocating you. You can't let it drag you down, Bramblinglight. Find what brings you joy, and continue to put your entire self into that. St the very least, use it as a distraction," she murmured, hoping to give advice. She couldn't even imagine how her friend was feeling, mostly because the betrayals in ChessClan had been of cats she only knew in passing. The torment of knowing you trusted a murderer must be consuming, and Faondapple could feel her heart breaking for the SeaClan medicine cat.

[broken*]

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cats in attendance; palkia, shaymin, zarude, corviknight, xatu

palkia molly - 51 moons (leader) - tags; lightningstar (swiftclan)
shorthair manx snow bengal rosette dilute torbie w/ low white & bright blue eyes.
the manx molly quite appreciated the fact that every other moon, she switched off with her co-leader dialga and was able to attend the gathering. she loved meeting all sorts of new cats, and this moon she had her new mate corviknight by her side to sooth her antsy paws. looking at the other molly fondly, she nuzzled her gently before turning to speak to their clanmates who had come with them. "alright, you all know the drill. we meet back here at the end of the gathering, so that we can walk back to the portal location together, and nobody gets left behind. since its their first gatherings, corviknight will stick with me, and xatu, try to find shaymin or zarude before the night is up, just so you don't get lost. have fun everyone." with that, the pair headed off into the gathering clearing with smiles on their face. of course, palkia's jumbled nerves of excitement got the best of her, and she tripped over her own two paws, knocking right into another cat on accident. if the molly could have blushed, she would have. "oh goodness, i'm so sorry!"

shaymin molly - 52 moons (deputy) - tags; silverstomp (tundraclan)
black torbie-and-white longhair w/ olive green eyes.
the molly finally found herself finally relaxing as the other molly spoke of her own kits, her own little family. the tension that had taken hold of her body slowly melted away, and her paws finally stilled beneath her as she listened intently. "oh my goodness, that sure seems like a lot of cats. i don't know how i could manage to remember everyones name. i'm the deputy of pocketclan you see, so i feel like its part of my job to know everyone. although with that many cats, i fear i wouldn't be able to keep up with them all." she chuckled a bit at the thought, although she did hope to see her clan grow that large one day, even though it would be hard to deal with at times. "oh your kits sound lovely! their names are very precious, if you don't mind me saying. berryjump makes me think that she is a handful, or at least has a lot of energy in her though. is my assumption correct? i myself have two sons, magmar and piloswine; they are both apprentices still, although magmar is farther along in his training than his brother is. magmar tends to be very much a little hothead, and he gets into fights often, although i try to keep him grounded the best i can. pilowsine is my sweetheart; he's very calm and patient, so i'm hoping his reappearance in the clan will be a good influence on his brother."

zarude tom - 75 moons (healer) - tags; flicker (the arcats)
longhair white manx with blue/green heterochromia.
the pure white tom made sure to continue to make eye contact as he spoke with the younger tom; it was clear to him that this was the other healers first, or at least one of his first few, gatherings. zarude couldn't help but think back to his own few first gatherings, and how nervous he had been by the sheer number of cats, and worry that had filled him about his clan being different. he hoped he could ease any of those same feelings in this other cat, even just by a little bit, like the other healers he had spoken to many moons ago had been able to do for him. with a gracious dip of the head and a low chuckle, he couldn't help the smile on his face as he was asked about his clan. "well, pocketclan is a clan of travelers. unlike most clans, who make their territory and camp in one place and settle, we tend to move on every few moons. we have wide variety of lands we consider our territory, varying from two-leg places to mountains to beach sides. we find all sorts of different cats at each location we go to, so our clan is made up of many cats of all shapes and backgrounds. would you mind telling me a bit about your clan? i'm curious about it as well."

corviknight molly - 46 moons (warrior) - tags; lightningstar (swiftclan)
longhair dilute tortie rosette with ojos azules.
being a former kittypet, the molly had never once attended a gathering before, and was quite a bit nervous about the idea of being in such an open environment with hundreds of other clan cats. what if the two-legs found them? what if a predator came and tore through the cats? she tried to shake her head free of the thoughts, knowing that she wasn't going to leave her mate palkia's side all evening, just in case. there was something about palkia that soothed her anxieties, despite the fact that the other molly tended to be more of a bundle of energy than herself (certainly a mixture of her own excitement and nerves). she smiled at their clanmates as the pair turned and began to walk into the roup of cats, knowing from previously conversations that palkia would likely lead them towards the leaders high rock. however, they didn't quite make it that far, and she stopped just short of falling over her mate and a molly that she had run into. rushing forward, she quickly helped her mate back to her feet, before offering her assistance with a kind smile to the tall tom. "are you alright sir? i'm corviknight, and this is palkia, by the way. we're of pocketclan."

xatu molly - 60 moons (warrior) - tags; carneliansight (outback runners)
black silver mackerel longhair with yellow eyes.
the silver molly couldn't' help the way her tail stirred a bit at the tom's words, about not following her visions always and allowing her heart to lead over her head at times. that was something she had struggled with for many moons, and she felt was the very reason why her relationship with her first litter had been strained, to an extent. she dipped her head in respect to the tom, a sign of thanks for his words and showing that she took them to heart. "i suppose i should really head your words, as that is something that i struggle to do. its not so much that i have seen myself lonely or without more kits, but just the fact that i haven't seen myself at all; so i suppose that doesn't mean there's nothing in it for me, i just have to put myself out there. i will be honest and admit that i find it hard to open up to someone as a potential mate; my first mate left me and our kits because he cared more about gaining power than raising a family. i fear this worry has caused a stagnancy in my heart, as i don't know how i could handle going through that again." the silver molly looked down briefly, trying to gather her thoughts before she spoke again, trying to refocus on other more pleasant thoughts. "thats wonderful though, that you have that sort of relationship where you can gather the help of others to watch out for your kits. the last thing you would want is something bad to happen to them."



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cats in attendance; nectarinesplash

nectarinesplash molly - 32 moons (nandor) - tags; chiaseed (totemclan)
peterbald (hairless) blue tortie colorpoint molly w/ deep blue eyes.
the colorpoint hairless molly listened intently as the other molly spoke her own story to her, she could tell that she was a bit nervous or even perhaps ashamed, and so nectarinesplsh leaned forward for a second, touching her muzzle to the other molly's head in an act of comfort before puling back. she listened intently as the smaller molly spoke of her own past before the clan. she wasn't sure what the molly meant about the lights in the sky, but it sounded very pretty. "i can't say that i have ever seen those dancing lights, but perhaps someday i'll see them and think of you." she couldn't help the slightly flirtatious tone to her voice as she purred out her words. "i quite like your story. it sounds much more interesting than mine, at the very least. i've never been around two-legs before, aside from the occasional ones that come to the forest to hunt, but that party sounds like all sorts of fun in my mind. if you ever were to go back, you'll have to take me; i'd love to see it.

[notwearingsocks]

☆ totemclan

baldstar; totemspeaker/leader; tom; 57m, tagged: pinefoot of seaclan

baldstar dipped his head knowingly; he may be generally naïve with social cues, but he knew better than to press for information about in-clan activities. "well i congratulate you," his tone was light, steering the conversation away from talking about anything that might stir tension. "has seaclan treated you well in your time there? do you have kits, perhaps?" baldstar inquired, drawing his tail closer as a cat padded a little too close for comfort.

sealfisher; ravencaller/deputy; tom; 47m; tagged: failnaughtfire of tundraclan
"is it not difficult to coparent without feelings?" he asked, curiosity overwhelming his tactfulness to not ask prying questions of near-strangers. "the mother of my kits isn't around, either. she was a lovely molly though. i do hope to see her again someday but i suspect she doesn't stick around in one place for long." his mind was riddled with the scene of meeting magpie, how he'd been enchanted with her so swiftly.

wizard; healer; tom; 35m; tagged: swanflight of tundraclan
"fignewt, our other healer, also stayed behind," wizard nodded thoughtfully. "though i suspect it was mainly to avoid having to make the multiple day journey with myself. he and i have... professional differences, let's say," he chuckled lightly, fignewt's disdain for his potions causing perpetual nasty looks from the furred black and white tom back at camp.

batpaw; healer's apprentice; tom; 7m; tagged: ursapaw of the outback runners
annoyance once more threatened to raise the hair on batpaw's withers. "you sure don' know how ta'make friends very well, huh?" he prodded, the hostile interaction causing him discomfort that he tried very hard to disguise. at ursapaw's threat he stiffened, staring at the other cat without a hint of fear. "go ahead then," he challenged, holding ursapaw's gaze steadily. "go ahead an' knock down someone smaller and far less experienced than you. 'm sure it'll make you feel better about yourself. or, what, 'm i the only cat you think you'd actually be able to overpower?" batpaw scoffed, all traces of friendliness now gone. his posture was still relaxed, though his eyes flashed with a challenge. he knew as well as ursapaw did that brawling at a gathering was forbidden, and batpaw knew that any of the nearby warriors wouldn't let it get that far. when he was a kit and would get teased by larger cats, he'd wilt and shrivel away and wish he could disappear; but working under wizard had given him confidence, and it showed greatly in his behavior, though his adrenaline was going haywire just from the thrill of the dispute.

chiaseed; warrior; molly; 41m; tagged: nectarinesplash of the celestial beings
chiaseed was convinced her fur was going to melt off if she blushed any harder. she wasn't sure what it was about nectarinesplash that had her feeling so flustered and giddy, but chiaseed didn't want the feeling to end. "perhaps i could show you them someday," she replied, leaning her shoulder gently against nectarinesplash's. "i am lucky enough that the twolegs who kept me were kind. i've heard far worse stories about them." though her twolegs were affectionate, they were gone often and chiaseed learned to dread the lonely days while they were away at work. "some cat told me it was an annual event - we must go to the next one," she was ecstatic at the thought of returning to the parade with such a beautiful molly by her side.

scrapbeak; warrior; molly; 23m; tagged: pebblepaw of spruceclan

scrapbeak blinked once. twice. three times. just to make sure that she wasn't hallucinating this small molly scrunched up against her. she tried to force a scowl, to pin her ears and furrow her brow irritably, but... hmmph. she couldn't imagine ruining this poor basically-still-a-kit's first gathering. "well, good instincts are good to have," she nodded firmly, inwardly sighing at herself for relenting so quickly. "they'll either keep you out of trouble... or keep you from getting caught," she winked, giving a mischievous grin at the latter. "we'll see about friends, hasn't anyone ever told you be careful around strangers?" she chuffed, though even if pebblepaw had been told that, she'd clearly not taken it to heart. but scrapbeak was safe. for pebblepaw, at least. she couldn't vouch much for the safe return of any shiny objects or personal property. "prey? birds. any kind. what do i like to do best..?" her grin widened and she produced a shiny gold coin from tucked somewhere in her fur. "i borrow things. shiny stuff, mostly. pretty cool, huh." the gold coin glinted across her face in the light of the full moon overhead.

tinypaw; apprentice; demiboy (he/they); 8m; tagged: verglaspaw of evergreen park

tinypaw scrunched their nose at the talk of so many stinky dogs. he had never liked them, not once not never! tinypaw's eyes brightened at the mention of plenty of trees to scale. "totemclan has lots of trees, too! only a few different kinds though. most of them look the same, really tall and skinny," they explained. "totemclan is... cold!" they gave a mock shiver. "but i like the snow so i don't mind. i like my mentor, and all of my denmates are nice. there's a lot of kits in the nursery right now, so the den is going to be extra cozy soon," he grinned, the complaint mild, as he was greatly looking forward to the opportunity to hide more bugs in more cats' nests, which had earned them plenty of scowls from the other apprentices though tinypaw was otherwise so sweet that they forgave him swiftly.

paintpaw; apprentice; nonbinary (they/them); 7m; tagged: laurelpaw of caveclan

paintpaw listened with curiosity at laurelpaw's description of her fellow apprentices; though they had plenty of denmates back at totemclan, the thought that every clan could have so many apprentices, so many cats! so many possible friends! paintpaw could hardly wrap their mind around it. "fishing!" paintpaw gasped. "i haven't even touched a toe in the water! much less catch a fish. that's so cool!" their enthusiasm was palpable as they wiggled their tail, swatting at is as if it were an aquatic creature. "you can paint anything you want! i paint other cats sometimes - i painted chiaseed once, she was so happy when i showed it too her, it was very hard to get the colors right for her eyes. and i've painted a mountain once! we have lots of those in totemclan." their eyes sparkled with excitement. "you can use your paws to smear it!" they drew a line in the dirt beneath their paws to indicate the motion. "and if you want the paints to come off, you can use a wet mossball. pretty cool, huh?" they were bouncing in place with delight.

[adderblade]

WITHERED FANG PEAK

MedMolly [@celestrialtrail of tundraclan]
She could only purr with amusement, not really sure how else to reply. She wasn't exactly a social butterfly, with words always permanently up her sleeve and whatnot. "You never know! Besides, maybe one day I'll have my own apprentice-" whether or not its a healer one, she thought in between words. "and then we'll have three! Maybe. I'm not sure, I don't really want to force a cat to be one- we'll just wait for the right kit!" her words were a chime, gentle yet true.

The white and brown she-cat couldn't help but nod at Celestrialtrails agreement. "I wonder what they'll end up as.." she murmured, softly.

"Fang is our god! He's a HUGE, I mean HUGE dog thing. Well not really a dog- He's gray and he calls himself..a..wolf, I think it was." she shrugged. "He made our home and brought our Incisor- that's our leader, to it. He even gave Pyrrhus nine lives! Isn't that cool?" they tipped their head before continuing. "Fang, if prayed to right, will give the Foxes food. Moof st the time they just find cats after praying, though." they shrugged again.

"And yes! They are the head of their rankThereeir the best of the best! We haven't had any switches that I'm aware of, though its bound to happen soon after the raccoon attack. Animus- that's the mate of one of the Canines, is really concerned about Arno. Arno's doing fine, just needs a bit of rest; but they won't listen to me or Imbe." they huffed, shaking their head with a 'tad bit of amusement.

Looking up at the tom, she asked a question of her own. "Sooo, what's been the scariest injury you've had to heal or seen healed in your colony?"

//there may be weird spelling errors, Grammarly glitched out and I don't know if I caught everything!

[eagle,]

EVERGREEN PARK
squirrelflash | molly, pathfinder, 61m, tagged:
indentafter dismissing her friends and companions, squirrelflash took her time to circle the clearing, taking in all the various sights and sounds. her green eyes searched the pelts of the various clan cats, and she smiled wistfully at the sight of her son, sprucestone, settling in and claiming a spot of his own. it was good for him, squirrelflash thought, to get out of camp for a litle while. though sprucestone's sister had been upset that she hadn't been invited to join the patrol for the gathering, squirrelflash knew that it was the right choice. while wolfbriar was loud and outspoken, sprucestone needed more time to warm up and make friends. if anything, squirrelflash was hoping that her son would find a friend from outside of evergreen park at the gathering, that he might find a bit more confidence and self-assurance among the crowd.
indentcontent with the knowledge that sprucestone had found a spot to settle for the evening, squirrelflash returned to where the other leaders were coming together, and she took her space among them, flicking her bushy tail in greeting.

mammoth | tom, trailblazer, 53m, tagged: foxflame
indentperhaps once, mammoth had wanted to lead the clan. prior to joining evergreen park, he had acted as the leader of a small group of rogues, but, with time, he had come to want different things. he wanted more and more to spend time with his mate, to engage himself in the regular day-to-day. as much as he enjoyed leading, it wasn't all that he wanted, and he desired other things more. still, he could sympathize with foxflame, and he nodded. "i get that. there are always different styles of leading, no doubt, and different perspectives on what matters most," he said. "i consider myself pretty lucky. squirrelflash and i get along well. i think we have similar views and wants for the clan, but i'm not going to start believing that the next leader will just follow directly in our pawsteps. as long as they have the clan's best interests at heart, though, i'm alright with that. that's what it's all about, don't you think?"

salmoncurl | enby, torch-bearer, 61m, tagged: cloudpool
indentsalmoncurl would never consider themself as a wise cat, though they supposed that they had learn a little bit here and there. after so many moons, they supposed that they must know a little something about encouragement and advice - enough to keep blueleaf from growing too anxious, to get along with smokewhisker, and to get even the fussiest kit to eat bitter herbs. salmoncurl was quiet as they listened to cloudpool's worries, bobbing their head in acknowledgement. "i never thought that it was my job to prevent bad things from happening. at least, not the things that i can't help," they said, taking a moment longer to gather their wits and form a coherent thought on the matter. "like, you wouldn't give your warriors catmint before they run a fever, would you? it wouldn't prevent them from getting sick a moon later. but we heal them after they get sick, after they break a bone or need to have their wound bandaged. we can't prevent everything, but we can do everything in our powers to heal them afterwards." it wasn't an entirely hopeful thought, salmoncurl supposed, but it was optimistic within its own realism, and it was the most they could muster.

sprucestone | tom, pioneer, 17m, tagged:
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artemesia | molly, pioneer, 16m, tagged:
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verglaspaw | molly, trainee , 8m, tagged: tinypaw
indentwhen tinypaw mentioned snow, verglaspaw's eyes widened with joy. "i love the snow," she said, before pausing to think. "i mean, i don't love that it makes prey harder to find and when cats get colds, or slip on ice or... i don't like the bad parts of it, but i like looking at it, you know? i like when it makes the trees look like they're made of ice, it makes everything look so different, like a new world entirely." as a kit, verglaspaw enjoyed sitting in the nursery and gazing out at the camp when it was powdered white with snow. she nodded as tinypaw spoke of his denmates and the kits in the clan. "we'll have some new trainees soon, too. a lot of the other trainees are older than me, so they're usually too busy to play, so it'll be nice to have younger denmates, too." she smiled at the thought. "what sorts of things has your mentor been teaching you?"


QUICKCLAN
cyanstar | tom, leader, 81m, tagged: shark
indentcyanstar nodded sympathically. "if you wouldn't mind a word of advice, i've found that not many relationships do work out... not until the one that was meant to work," he said with a smile. "you're young, there's more than enough time for you." as the young deputy explained his situation and that he might never lead the clan, cyanstar murmured his sympathy. "i'm sure that's hard for you, i'm sorry. but, the fact that she selected you to be deputy at all much show that she has confidence in you. you don't have to be the clan leader to help lead your clan, though, as cheesy as it sounds." as he spoke, he tone turned more thoughtful, as if thinking over something important. "in quickclan, there are several cats i'd pick to be the next leader, after my time is over. they're all promising and would do well - very well, even. my deputy is a dear friend of mine, but i know he plans to retire soon, and i realize that the next deputy might very well be the clan's next leader. and i'm having a hard time deciding who that should be."

lycheewings | tom, medicine cat, 23m, tagged: adderpool
indentthere was some essence of adderpool's presence that made lycheewings feel more comfortable, and he felt himself visibly relax. as if he knew that adderpool was someone he could trust, even beyond the bond the tied many medicine cats together despite the boundaries that divided their clans. "adderpool is a very nice name as well," lycheewings said companionably. indeed, it suited the other tom, and lycheewings nodded slightly to himself. his ears pricked and he flashed a smile with the realization. "and i've heard of spruceclan before. i don't think our clans have had much contact before, but autumnflower and gorseberry, two of the other quickclan medicine cats, like for all of us to know as many clans as we can." sometimes so much information made lycheewings felt like his head was bound to burst, but it was nice to know that, every now and then, it was useful.
indentlycheewings quieted, listening curiously as adderpool spoke, and his whiskers quivered. "you were a warrior?" lycheewings echoed, blinking hard as he took in adderpool's form once more. though he knew better than to judge a cat solely by his looks, lycheewings has assumed, from adderpool's casual demeanor and bright smiles, that he was a cat who had it all figured out. "if you don't mind my asking... why the change? what changed your mind?" lycheewings was curious by nature, and adderpool continued to intrigue him. "my sister is a warrior. but i don't think i ever wanted to follow the same path. even when we used to pretend that mossballs were prey... i never could catch them right," he said with a laugh.

tallpeak | molly, warrior, 93m, tagged:
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ibispool | tom, warrior, 34m, tagged: tidefall
indentit was peaceful, sitting on the edge of the clearing, and ibispool looked up in surprise when a cat called out a greeting. for a moment, he glanced around, wondering who, exactly, the pretty molly was addressing, only for his eyes to widen further when he realized that she was padding over in his direction. he sat up, curling his tail over his paws to give her space to sit down with him. "hi there," he greeted her, thankful that a friendly face had found him, and he managed a warm smile. "it's very nice to meet you, tidefall. my name's ibispool, one of quickclan's warriors. please, there's always room for a friend to sit," he said, meaning it. though he didn't have many close friends back home, ibispool appreciated a nice conversation with such a friendly cat, and tidefall's presence put him at ease, having taken the pressure off from venturing out into the crowded clearing. "i've never been to a gathering before," he admitted after a moment. "i think i should be more used to being around so many cats, since quickclan has so many members, but... i feel like i barely know what to do with myself," he said, smiling wanely. "what was your previous gathering like? maybe you could give me advice on the right way to behave."

coalspire | molly, warrior, 29m, tagged:
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hailglance | enby, warrior, 26m, tagged:
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lionpaw | tom, apprentice, 8m, tagged: bonobo & etoilepaw
indentat bonobo's suggestion, lionpaw practically bounced on his paws, clearly eager at the thought of a new friend - he would have so much to tell russetpaw about later! "oh yes, you should!" he said before he had a chance to gain control over his excitement. he kneaded the ground eagerly with his paws, but his smile softened. "only if you'd like to, of course. but it could be a lot of fun. and bonobo and me, we'll keep you safe from all of the scary warriors... though i'm sure you can more than handle them on your own." he puffed out his chest, mirroring bonobo's proud stance.

when bonobo spoke again, lionpaw's whiskers twitched from enthusiasm. "we'll make our clans really proud," he said confidently. whenever he thought of the senior warriors in quickclan, he believed that he could be like them. he would work hard, push himself more than any of the other apprentices to prove his worth and show them all that he could be a great warrior. "maybe, one day, we could all be leaders too..." he added, sparing a quick glance to where the clan leaders were gathered. he could just imagine it - him, bonobo, and etoilepaw seated together and sharing the latest news from their clans. the thought lit a spark in lionpaw, and he could imagine it so clearly.