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Nebulaspeckle | Molly - Bishop - 53 Moons - Tagged: Open

Nebulaspeckle looked over her shoulder at Lionceauroar and Wildbriar. The older tom had his head ducked as he whispered something in the younger molly's ear, likely threatening her if she didn't behave. She was still young, barely out of her mother's nest, even if she had been named a full knight. Nebulaspeckle had been opposed to her attending the Gathering entirely, her name all too similar to her personality, but Lionceauroar had vouched for her. In the eyes of Richterstar, that meant she was as good as gold. "I'm not responsible if she doesn't anything feather-brained tonight. You're in charge of her," she called over her shoulder, flicking her ear as she parted from their patrol and trotted toward the section designated solely for healers.

Lionceauroar | Tom - Knight - 56 Moons - Tagged: Open

"If you do anything to embarrass me, I'll make you wish you'd never been born," Lionceauroar murmured in Wildbriar's ear. He smirked as the molly's eyes widened with a tinge of fear, biting back a laugh. His mentor had threatened much the same, all those moons ago, any time Lionceauroar had been required to be seen by a large number of cats. He'd always been much more inclined to misbehavior than his sister, Faondapple, so he knew which wheels were turning in Wildbriar's head as she assessed the growing group of cats before them. As Nebulaspeckle warned him of his looming responsibility, he flicked his tail at Wildbriar's face. "I'll come check in on you periodically, but you're on your own for the most part. Come find me if you need anything," he sighed, knowing he needed to be a remotely friendly face just in case the young knight did find herself in trouble. With that, he watched her race off into the Gathering. He took his time, tossing friendly smiles at faces he remembered from previous Gatherings. It had been a while, but it felt good to be back.

Wildbriar | Molly - Knight - 13 Moons - Tagged: Flameclaw (ChaosClan)

Wildbriar's eyes nearly popped out of her head when a cat began speaking to her. She'd seen him approach, but she hadn't expected him to start talking. After a few embarrassing moments, looking around then finally locking eyes with the tom, she grinned. "It's big, but my Clan's territory's bigger. We own the entire valley, right up to the steep mountains on all sides of us," she boasted, puffing her chest out to make herself look bigger and stronger. "The name's Wildbriar of ChessClan. Who're you? I've never smelled your Clan before," she remarked, the scent on the air from him unfamiliar to her. There were few Clans that ChessClan even remotely interacted with, so there was a good chance he was from a well-known Clan she just hadn't met yet. ChessClan was quite known amongst those who congregated at the Gatherings, their large numbers earning them a spot among names such as SeaClan, SwiftClan, and TundraClan. Their numbers had dwindled recently, large attacks taking out swaths of her clanmates at once, but they would rebuild stronger and better than ever. As she blinked, realizing she'd gotten lost in her thoughts, she focused back on the stranger while waiting for his response.

JAGUARCLAN !!

Coatimundistar | Molly - Leader - 35 Moons - Tagged: Open

Coatimundistar paused to take a deep breath as the Gathering finally came into view. This was her first time presenting herself as a leader to any cat not in her Clan. Her mother had gone to several of these Gatherings, so how was she going to explain that she had taken over? That all nine lives had been ripped from her right before her eyes? That she had just stared helplessly as the rogues won? She shook her head to clear the dark thoughts, shuddering as Carneliansight stepped up beside her and leaned against her gently. Doepool approached her other side, sister to the cat who had saved her life. These two were exactly who she needed with her tonight, but she couldn't stop them from enjoying their time with old and new friends alike. "Go enjoy the Gathering. I'll be fine. I'll come find you if I need you," she murmured. As the two started off in their own directions, she forced her eyes to where the leaders were standing. It was now or never.

Carneliansight | Tom - Warrior - 64 Moons - Tagged: Open

Carneliansight knew Coatimundistar was terrified. He knew she was being taken back to the night her mother had died. Before the telltale shivers could hit, he leaned against her gently. She took in a deep breath and sank into his touch. Slothclaw may have been the one to save her, but Carneliansight cared for her deeply. He had watched how she was raised, and he knew the horrors she had seen. She needed support, and he would be there for her for however long she needed. As she urged them to go, he quickly set off. He didn't dare look back at her, knowing she was probably watching. He'd check in on her at some point, but excitement had filled him as he rushed toward the others.

Doepool | Molly - Warrior - 35 Moons - Tagged: Open

Doepool's heart ached for Coatimundistar. Slothclaw had fretted over her for the past moon, and Doepool had started having worries of her own. She was holding up as a leader so far, but what if it all came crashing down? A cat could only endure so much, and Coatimundistar had to be reaching her limit. She took off soon after being told to, happy to put distance between herself and the leader. Tonight was supposed to be enjoyable, and she wouldn't have fun if she spent it close to her.

THE WEYRCATS !!

Glass | Molly - Wingleader - 61 Moons - Tagged: Open

Glass narrowed her eyes at Coconut and Ember. Ember's mentor, Ice, hadn't been able to come, and Coconut was happy to step up and take her place. "If either of you so much as step one paw out of line, you'll be cleaning out the elders' nests for two moons," Glass growled, pointing her nose at Ember. "I know you're young, but that's no excuse. Act like a proper cats, or you'll never leave the Weyr again," she snarled. She waved her tail and dismissed the two, turning towards the other deputies.

Coconut | Non-binary - Wing - 41 Moons - Tagged: Open

Coconut flinched as Glass threatened them, all too eager to take off once she was done. Ember was gone in a flash, and Coconut hurried to get as far into the throng as they could. They just wanted a nice, easy conversation to pass the time. They wanted to find someone that was nowhere near like Glass.

Ember | Molly - Weyrling - 9 Moons - Tagged: Pearpaw (PinyonClan)

Ember's eyes narrowed on the small molly who approached her. She barely looked old enough to be out of the nursery, let alone at a Gathering. Even though Ember was small, she still felt like she towered over the apprentice. Why had they let her out of camp so young? Ember had barely gotten to leave, and she was halfway through her training. "Hi," she meowed, standing up straighter. She wanted to make friends, but she knew Glass would want her to look strong. The Weyrcats needed to prove themselves every time they attended a Gathering, so that responsibility now partially lay on Ember's shoulders. "I'm Ember, a weyrling of the Weyrcats," she introduced herself, knowing it would be rude not to. She remembered Ice's advice that other Clans may not use the same terms for ranks, so she quickly added, "Weyrlings are the ones in training to become full members of the Clan. We aren't usually allowed out of the camp without our mentors, but we're working toward the right to do what we want, when we want." Maybe it was a bit much, but Ember wasn't quite sure where that line fell. She'd never spoken with another Clan, since there were no other Clans in High Reaches Weyr or just outside it. The most they saw were loose alliances with rogue groups, but those usually crumbled just as fast as they formed.

[winter solstice.]

SeaClan
Attending: Balancestar, Bramblinglight, Chervilpaw, Creamthistle, Lavapool, Cressflame, Winterflame, Snow Swirling in Sunlight (Sunlight), Thistletuft

Balancestar | leader | 37 moons | he/him | a shorthaired black-and-white tom with olive eyes | tagged; open

Balancestar signaled to his Clanmates to stop as soon as the incredibly huge Gathering island came into view. Admittedly, this was his very first Gathering ever, let alone as a leader, and the black-and-white tom was rather overwhelmed. As the tom struggled to work up the courage to open his mouth and invite his Clan to the island proper, his keen olive gaze saw that there was a lone figure stepping up to him through the still, yet expectant cats waiting eagerly for his words, and waited. Thistletuft, the most senior warrior in this Gathering patrol, and the cat who had been deputy to the late Carrotstar before Balancestar himself had taken that place, came to stand next to him. With an encouraging pat on Balancestar's shoulder with his tail, Thistletuft meowed solemnly, "You'll be fine, Balancestar. If you mention you are SeaClan's new leader, I bet you will be welcomed with open paws." Balancestar smiled slightly at this and meowed, "Thanks, Thistletuft." He then addressed his Clanmates, attempting to stand taller to stay out more, "Cats of SeaClan, this is the first time in a very long time we have come to attend a Gathering. I am sure you already know the rules when it comes to these inter-Clan meetings, but, as your new leader, I feel inclined to remind you of those rules. You may go and interact with as many cats as you wish, as long as you are courteous to them. Do not tell anyone of our weaknesses or plans, and, under any circumstances, do not start any confrontation or fight, as it is by StarClan's grace that we meet under the full moon as a sign of truce." When the rest of the SeaClan Gathering patrol had murmured their assent, Balancestar nodded and meowed, "Then I don't see why we can't start now - you are free to go!" and watched as his Clanmates filed past him, with the older warriors brushing past him with whispered words of encouragement.

Once they were all gone, the black-and-white tom, too, began his trek up to where he had been told, by Thistletuft, the leaders had typically gathered.
Bramblinglight | medicine cat | 50 moons | she/her | a longhaired torbie with yellow eyes | tagged; reserved for sharpie's cats (ChessClan mayhaps?), traveling with Chervilpaw

Bramblinglight signaled for her apprentice, a bright blue-eyed white tom, to follow her with her tail. With her keen-eyed apprentice at her side, the longhaired torbie began to traverse through the impressive gathering of cats. Mostly ignoring other cats, aside from the hurriedly offered greetings, the SeaClan medicine cat hurried toward the corner where medicine cats usually gathered, all the while looking behind her shoulder often to make sure her white-furred apprentice was following behind her.

To be honest, she was hoping to see her old friend, Faondapple, of ChessClan, so she could proudly present Chervilpaw, her very first apprentice, to her, and to check up on her after she'd gotten the news of her kitting last time.

Chervilpaw trotted excitedly after his mottled mentor, all the while taking in all the sights that this humongous island offered. His mind was blown, as he had no idea that there could be so many cats in one area at once, and the scents! The scents that wafted to him spoke of cats from various places - forests, mountains, meadows, beachfronts... and perhaps even places he'd never heard of too! He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he'd lost his mentor between the mass of cats in front of him for a little while. Nearly panicking, the white tom frantically shoved through the group of cats, offering soft apologies, before he spotted the distinctively dappled pelt of Bramblinglight. Letting out a relieved sigh, Chervilpaw raced to catch up to her, and offered an innocent little smile when she turned to check up on him.
Chervilpaw | medicine cat apprentice | 16 moons | he/him | a longhaired solid white tom with blue eyes | tagged; reserved, traveling with Bramblinglight

see Bramblinglight.
Creamthistle | warrior | 70 moons | he/him | a longhaired cream pseudo tabby LaPerm with blue eyes | tagged; open

Creamthistle licked his mate's shoulder in affection as he told her, "I'm sure you'll be fine, love." Lavapool, his mate, only laughed nervously as she admitted, "What if I meet any of my former Clanmates?" The cream tabby scoffed and mewed, "Tell them you are now a proud warrior of SeaClan of course!" Their son, a bright ginger tom named Cressflame, promised, "I'll accompany you, Mum, don't worry!" To his father, he wrinkled his nose goodnaturedly and meowed, "So shoo! Go find some other cat to bother, Dad!" The two left as Creamthistle blinked after them. After a few moment, the cream tabby LaPerm snorted and melded into the crowd, hoping to strike up a conversation with someone.
Lavapool | warrior | 57 moons | she/her | a shorthaired silver ginger mackerel tabby with low white and copper eyes | tagged; open, traveling with Cressflame

Once they had left Creamthistle's presence, Lavapool stopped and turned to address her son. "Cressflame," she admitted, "honestly, having you with me makes me feel a whole lot better about this situation." Cressflame touched noses with his mother gently before meowing solemnly, "I'll be with you, and help you get used to calling yourself a SeaClan warrior in Gatherings." Lavapool purred and mewed, "Thanks, Cressflame," and the two continued their little journey through the crowd, looking for someone to talk to.
Cressflame | warrior | 28 moons | he/him | a mediumhaired ginger mackerel pseudo tabby LaPerm with low white and yellow eyes | tagged; open, traveling with Lavapool

see Lavapool.
Winterflame | warrior | 76 moons | she/her | a shorthaired solid white she-cat with yellow eyes - tagged; open

Winterflame glanced as Thistletuft made his way into the Gathering island proper, his tail still drooping somewhat with grief for his fallen sister, and her heart went out for the older warrior. She'd lost both her brother, Icyclaw, and sister, Magpiepelt, before, and knew how he'd felt. She knew, however, that Thistletuft had ways to cope from this, just like herself, and so, with a soft sigh, the white she-cat made her way into the mass of gathered cats. Trying to banish the images of her fallen Clanmates from one moon ago, she hoped to strike up a fairly normal conversation with someone else - even making a friend in another Clan.
Snow Swirling in Sunlight (Sunlight) | warrior | 35 moons | she/her | a longhaired red classic tabby with vitiligo and ojos azules | tagged; open

It was Sunlight's first Gathering, and the ex-Tribe cat was confused as to how she would go on about during this Gathering. She had, of course, heard much from her Clanmates who had attended before, but being here herself was so different. And so, the fluffy red she-cat watched as one of the warriors, Winterflame, made her way into the crowd of cats, and followed from a distance, carefully making sure she wouldn't be noticed as following the white-furred warrior. After a while, however, the red-and-white she-cat lost sight of the older molly and, with a sigh, decided to find somewhere to sit by to wait for someone to notice her.
Thistletuft | warrior | 92 moons | he/him | a longhaired solid gray tom with a white chest and 'moustache', and yellow eyes | tagged; open

Thistletuft swayed slightly as he walked, partially due to his age, but mostly from his insurmountable grief for his dead sister, Hollyspots. The gray-and-white tom murmured a quick apology to a cat he had nearly bumped into, before hurriedly making his way forward again. It wasn't for a while that he did not stop, and when he did, it was near a large bush. He closed his eyes and whispered, "Hollyspots... I miss you..." and hoped the wind to carry his words to StarClan. Slumping down on the ground, the senior warrior of SeaClan decided it was best for himself in this condition that he would just wait here for anyone to speak to him - if any.

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Nebulaspeckle | Molly - Bishop - 53 Moons - Tagged: Open

Nebulaspeckle looked over her shoulder at Lionceauroar and Wildbriar. The older tom had his head ducked as he whispered something in the younger molly's ear, likely threatening her if she didn't behave. She was still young, barely out of her mother's nest, even if she had been named a full knight. Nebulaspeckle had been opposed to her attending the Gathering entirely, her name all too similar to her personality, but Lionceauroar had vouched for her. In the eyes of Richterstar, that meant she was as good as gold. "I'm not responsible if she doesn't anything feather-brained tonight. You're in charge of her," she called over her shoulder, flicking her ear as she parted from their patrol and trotted toward the section designated solely for healers.

Faondapple | Molly - Bishop - 56 Moons - Tagged: Bramblinglight (SeaClan)

Faondapple's sides were heaving with effort when she finally reached the Gathering. She'd taken off nearly half a day after the patrol when Tritonsnap had urged her to go. He knew just how much she adored the Gatherings, but she'd elected to stay behind and allow Nebulaspeckle the chance to go. Her mate, however, had reminded her that there would still be three bishops in the camp if she went. Indecisiveness had pricked at her pelt for far too long, but she finally took off. Now, she was here. Here eyes narrowed instantly on the longhaired torbie she had become quite good friends with. Taking a second to regain her composure, she quickly hurried to the gathered medicine cats with a big smile. "Bramblinglight! I'm late, but I made it!" she called over the heads of several others, not caring that they tossed her cross glares. As she approached the SeaClan medicine cat, she noticed a small white tom lingering at her side. Not wanting to make assumptions, she would wait for Bramblinglight to introduce him before fully acknowledging him. "It's so good to see you," she purred. There was such news to be shared, and it was becoming clear that Bramblinglight had plenty of her own.

Lionceauroar | Tom - Knight - 56 Moons - Tagged: Open

"If you do anything to embarrass me, I'll make you wish you'd never been born," Lionceauroar murmured in Wildbriar's ear. He smirked as the molly's eyes widened with a tinge of fear, biting back a laugh. His mentor had threatened much the same, all those moons ago, any time Lionceauroar had been required to be seen by a large number of cats. He'd always been much more inclined to misbehavior than his sister, Faondapple, so he knew which wheels were turning in Wildbriar's head as she assessed the growing group of cats before them. As Nebulaspeckle warned him of his looming responsibility, he flicked his tail at Wildbriar's face. "I'll come check in on you periodically, but you're on your own for the most part. Come find me if you need anything," he sighed, knowing he needed to be a remotely friendly face just in case the young knight did find herself in trouble. With that, he watched her race off into the Gathering. He took his time, tossing friendly smiles at faces he remembered from previous Gatherings. It had been a while, but it felt good to be back.

Wildbriar | Molly - Knight - 13 Moons - Tagged: Flameclaw (ChaosClan)

Wildbriar's eyes nearly popped out of her head when a cat began speaking to her. She'd seen him approach, but she hadn't expected him to start talking. After a few embarrassing moments, looking around then finally locking eyes with the tom, she grinned. "It's big, but my Clan's territory's bigger. We own the entire valley, right up to the steep mountains on all sides of us," she boasted, puffing her chest out to make herself look bigger and stronger. "The name's Wildbriar of ChessClan. Who're you? I've never smelled your Clan before," she remarked, the scent on the air from him unfamiliar to her. There were few Clans that ChessClan even remotely interacted with, so there was a good chance he was from a well-known Clan she just hadn't met yet. ChessClan was quite known amongst those who congregated at the Gatherings, their large numbers earning them a spot among names such as SeaClan, SwiftClan, and TundraClan. Their numbers had dwindled recently, large attacks taking out swaths of her clanmates at once, but they would rebuild stronger and better than ever. As she blinked, realizing she'd gotten lost in her thoughts, she focused back on the stranger while waiting for his response.

JAGUARCLAN !!

Coatimundistar | Molly - Leader - 35 Moons - Tagged: Open

Coatimundistar paused to take a deep breath as the Gathering finally came into view. This was her first time presenting herself as a leader to any cat not in her Clan. Her mother had gone to several of these Gatherings, so how was she going to explain that she had taken over? That all nine lives had been ripped from her right before her eyes? That she had just stared helplessly as the rogues won? She shook her head to clear the dark thoughts, shuddering as Carneliansight stepped up beside her and leaned against her gently. Doepool approached her other side, sister to the cat who had saved her life. These two were exactly who she needed with her tonight, but she couldn't stop them from enjoying their time with old and new friends alike. "Go enjoy the Gathering. I'll be fine. I'll come find you if I need you," she murmured. As the two started off in their own directions, she forced her eyes to where the leaders were standing. It was now or never.

Carneliansight | Tom - Warrior - 64 Moons - Tagged: Open

Carneliansight knew Coatimundistar was terrified. He knew she was being taken back to the night her mother had died. Before the telltale shivers could hit, he leaned against her gently. She took in a deep breath and sank into his touch. Slothclaw may have been the one to save her, but Carneliansight cared for her deeply. He had watched how she was raised, and he knew the horrors she had seen. She needed support, and he would be there for her for however long she needed. As she urged them to go, he quickly set off. He didn't dare look back at her, knowing she was probably watching. He'd check in on her at some point, but excitement had filled him as he rushed toward the others.

Doepool | Molly - Warrior - 35 Moons - Tagged: Open

Doepool's heart ached for Coatimundistar. Slothclaw had fretted over her for the past moon, and Doepool had started having worries of her own. She was holding up as a leader so far, but what if it all came crashing down? A cat could only endure so much, and Coatimundistar had to be reaching her limit. She took off soon after being told to, happy to put distance between herself and the leader. Tonight was supposed to be enjoyable, and she wouldn't have fun if she spent it close to her.

THE WEYRCATS !!

Glass | Molly - Wingleader - 61 Moons - Tagged: Open

Glass narrowed her eyes at Coconut and Ember. Ember's mentor, Ice, hadn't been able to come, and Coconut was happy to step up and take her place. "If either of you so much as step one paw out of line, you'll be cleaning out the elders' nests for two moons," Glass growled, pointing her nose at Ember. "I know you're young, but that's no excuse. Act like a proper cats, or you'll never leave the Weyr again," she snarled. She waved her tail and dismissed the two, turning towards the other deputies.

Coconut | Non-binary - Wing - 41 Moons - Tagged: Open

Coconut flinched as Glass threatened them, all too eager to take off once she was done. Ember was gone in a flash, and Coconut hurried to get as far into the throng as they could. They just wanted a nice, easy conversation to pass the time. They wanted to find someone that was nowhere near like Glass.

Ember | Molly - Weyrling - 9 Moons - Tagged: Pearpaw (PinyonClan)

Ember's eyes narrowed on the small molly who approached her. She barely looked old enough to be out of the nursery, let alone at a Gathering. Even though Ember was small, she still felt like she towered over the apprentice. Why had they let her out of camp so young? Ember had barely gotten to leave, and she was halfway through her training. "Hi," she meowed, standing up straighter. She wanted to make friends, but she knew Glass would want her to look strong. The Weyrcats needed to prove themselves every time they attended a Gathering, so that responsibility now partially lay on Ember's shoulders. "I'm Ember, a weyrling of the Weyrcats," she introduced herself, knowing it would be rude not to. She remembered Ice's advice that other Clans may not use the same terms for ranks, so she quickly added, "Weyrlings are the ones in training to become full members of the Clan. We aren't usually allowed out of the camp without our mentors, but we're working toward the right to do what we want, when we want." Maybe it was a bit much, but Ember wasn't quite sure where that line fell. She'd never spoken with another Clan, since there were no other Clans in High Reaches Weyr or just outside it. The most they saw were loose alliances with rogue groups, but those usually crumbled just as fast as they formed.

[ArtMajor]

❀ Promisedrose | 57m | she/her | Crown Rose / Leader | Open
"Remember, other clans have attended this gatherings far more than we. Be respectful, and do not shame our Court"
The word clan felt foreign on her tongue, but enough of the Court had traveled to know that most large groups of cats
called themselves. a clan. Promisedrose took another glance at the cats she'd brought with her, Peonystem and Dustythorn
had stayed behind to watch over the court (well, that was Peonystem's reasonings. Dustythorn had claimed the same, but
Promisedrose knew that he had mostly stayed behind to watch over their kits. They were working on weaning sure, but the
kits were still far too small to be left alone. And she trusted Zwartkopshadow, of course she did, she wouldn't have named
the knight as her kits guardians if she didn't, but it was still...hard, leaving her kits behind.)

"I know you'll do me proud." Promisedrose said, nodding finally. As her gathered knights began to scatter, Promisedrose
herself glanced about, wondering what she should do.

❀ Lotusseed | 54m | she/her | Lady of the Fields / Healer | Tagged: Foxglovesnap (Chaosclan)
As the Court broke off to mingle, Lotusseed took a moment to taste the air. While there were plenty of cat-scents, the
smell of herbs was quite distinct to one that spent as much time working the garden as she did. Letting herself follow
the scent, she approached a younger-looking she-cat who seemed to be sitting alone near the edge of the assembled
cats. "Hello" Lotusseed said as she approached, dipping her head. "My name is Lotusseed, may I ask yours?"

❀ Cordylineblade | 79m | she/her | Knight of the Thorn / Warrior | Open
The only Knight of the Thorn not kept up with kit-sitting, Cordylineblade wandered along the edge of the crowd, glancing
from one cat to the next. Finding a spot underneath a tree, Cordy stretched out her forelegs, and settled in, content
to watch, wondering if any would approach.

❀ Antlerstrike | 46m | he/him | Knight of the Petal / Warrior | Open
"Remember," Antlerstrike hissed to his squire as the four of them drifted away from the Crown Rose. "Be on your best
behavior, and MAYBE I'll teach you how to do that tree-leaping trick next moon." His gaze shifted to Pollen. "And that
goes for you too, though I'm sure Tangletwist has already warned you what will happen if you cause problems?" he
glanced at his fellow mentor, who nodded, flashing her fangs in a grin.

With their squires sufficiently warned, Antlerstrike decided to stretch his legs, wandering into the crowd to see if he
could find anyone to speak with.

❀ Tangletwist | 35m | she/her | Knight of the Petal / Warrior | Tagged: Swandance (Pinyonclan)
As Antlerstrike broke off, Tangletwist gave Pollen one last stern look, before heading into the crowd. Catching sight of a
white-furred she-cat that seemed to be doing the same as her, she shifted course to approach. "Hello." she greeted
softly, dipping her head in respect. "I'm Tangletwist, of the Court of Gardens."

❀ Bumble(she/her) | ❀ Pollen(he/him) | 9m | Squire / Apprentice | Open, Traveling together
Finally free from their mentors warnings, Bumble and Pollen danced off towards the crowd. Excited to spend some free
time together that WASN'T resting from training or sleeping, the pair of siblings walked about with wide eyes, soaking
in the sights, sounds, and scents of the assembly.

[Kazin]

ChaosClan

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

writing

Silverstar -- 81 moons -- tom [he/him] -- leader -- tagged: open

The gathering... it felt mostly surreal. He wasn't sure ChaosClan's spot with other clans right now, so Silverstar had chosen to keep his company small. Just a few. Him, Foxglovesnap, and Flameclaw. He wondered if he should have brought a more experienced warrior, but Flameclaw already seemed to be attempting to find someone to talk to. He knew that the young tom would prove his clan proud, and he sat back to watch the young warrior for a moment, briefly forgetting to find a conversational partner of his own.

Foxglovesnap -- 33 moons -- she-cat [she/her] -- healer -- tagged: Lotusseed [Court of Gardens; ArtMajor]

Foxglovesnap jumped despite her knowing that another cat might talk to her. She smiled sheepishly over at Lotusseed, giving her a friendly smile. "Hi, Lotusseed," Foxglovesnap said quietly. She took in a breath and talked louder on her next phrase, trying to get her confidence up. "I'm Foxglovesnap, healer of ChaosClan," she said, a hint of pride in her voice. "What's your clan called?" She asked curiously.

Flameclaw -- 12 moons -- tom -- Hunter -- tagged: Wildbriar [ChessClan; chaoticcreativity]

Flameclaw's claws came out, kneading the ground as he imagined what it must be like to patrol an entire valley. He had always loved venturing as far as he could either inside the territory or outside. "A whole valley sounds awesome!" He exclaimed, purring a little bit, happy that Wildbriar was willing to share. "I'm Flameclaw, of a clan called ChaosClan," he added, giving a proud nod. "I actually just got made a warrior not long ago. My littermates are all still apprentices, waiting to take their assessments." He paused, wondering if he was oversharing, but then shrugging it off inwardly, realizing that it felt good to boast, even just a little. "Nice to meet you Wildbriar!"

Flameclaw took a pause, thinking about his own clan for a few seconds. "I actually don't think ChaosClan has been here in a while but we did come a lot - according to Silverstar, anyway," he said, nodding towards his leader. "We haven't gone since I've been born I don't think. But I hope we start coming more often, this seems really cool to meet new cats!"

MeadowClan

Scorpionthroat -- 55 moons -- she-cat [she/her] -- deputy -- tagged: open

She was ready to get information on other clans. Not for spying purposes, but Scorpionthroat was curious how other clans were led. She had heard that some had two leaders, some even having split leadership more, but she wasn't sure if that was an anomaly, a rumor, or completely false. Or maybe MeadowClan was the strange one. Whatever the case, Scorpionthroat found herself pacing near the exact middle point of the gathering, trying to find someone experienced to talk to.

Azaleawhisker -- 15 moons -- tom [he/him] -- Warrior -- tagged: open

He was thrilled to be here, to be able to see new things and report to his littermates all the sights and sounds and smells. Azaleawhisker was still young, and still had the curiosity of a kit - as many of his clanmates liked to joke with him about. Azaleawhisker saw himself as fun-loving, always wanting to try new things and experience all life had to offer. That's why he was one of the first to volunteer to come with Scorpionthroat, though most others seemed to want to stay back for the meantime.

[tauriel.]

Sagestar X - female - 42 moons - leader - tagged: open

Sagestar's mint-green eyes swept through the crowd, picking out her clanmates with ease. The leader spotted Reese's chocolate and tan fur near the edge of the gathering, elegant Swandance gliding through the crowd, and Pearpaw nervously looking around the crowd with wide eyes. Sagestar had been a little worried about bringing such a young cat, but apprentices always went to gatherings right? Sagestar hadn't wanted to risk bringing Rookstep's litter yet, not when the three of them were so mischievous and impulsive and Mistlepaw was injured so Pearpaw had been the only other apprentice possible. Pearpaw would be fine though, Sagestar assured herself, reminding herself that Swandance and Reese would both keep an eye on her. Sagestar settled herself comfortably near the other leaders, calmly observing for now. Pinyonclan still felt like such a new, young clan and they hadn't been to enough gatherings for her to know many of the other clans and feel comfortable approaching the other leaders.

Reese X- male - 75 moons - warrior - tagged: open

Reese found himself relaxing near the edge of the crowd, not far enough to be isolated from the crowd, just close enough to feel included, even if he wasn't currently talking with any cat. With his long fur, Reese was enjoying the chill of the air, so different from Pinyonclan's warmer land. It didn't get nearly so chilly in their territory and Reese wasn't entirely sure how Swandance could handle it with her short fur but if it bothered her, Reese couldn't tell. Yawning a little, Reese let his attention wander curiously from cat to cat, waiting to see which cat he'd end up talking with tonight.

Swandance X- female - 32 moons - warrior - tagged: open

Swandance’s graceful steps slowed as she caught sight of an unfamiliar she-cat and her blue eyes flickered with curiosity. Before joining Pinyonclan, she’d been a kittypet, her only knowledge of the clans rumors among her friends, so she was quite curious about meeting cats of other backgrounds. Dipping her head in respectful greeting, Swandance studied her new companion curiously, guessing Tangletwist to be close in age to herself. “Greetings, Tangletwist,” Swandance murmured, “I’m Swandance from Pinyonclan. I’m afraid I haven’t heard of the Court of Gardens but we haven’t attended too many gatherings before.”

Pearpaw X - female - 5 moons - apprentice - tagged: Ember(Weyrcats)

As the other molly seemed to stand straighter, Pearpaw fought to keep her paws from fidgeting nervously. Ember reminded her a little of Mistlepaw, older and bigger and more experienced, although Mistlepaw was completely over spending her time with Pearpaw and the other new apprentices since she’d been more than ready to join the warriors for a few moons. As Ember spoke, Pearpaw blinked, bewildered for a moment before Ember continued, explaining herself. So Ember was an apprentice like Pearpaw had guessed. Working to do what she wants when she wants? Did she mean she was working to become a warrior? Warriors certainly had much more freedom than apprentices but they didn’t exactly have total freedom like that, they still had responsibilities and duties to do and everyone answered to Sagestar and her deputy, Sootstorm. “I’m Pearpaw, an apprentice of Pinyonclan,” She introduced herself, echoing Ember’s own greeting, trying to keep her voice level. “I’ve just recently become an apprentice so this is my first gathering. What do you mean what you want, when you want?” Pearpaw asked, curiosity creeping through her nerves. “That sounds like something my denmates might say.” They’d take it as a license to get into trouble freely though and Pearpaw wasn’t sure Ember meant it that way.

(I just realized Pearpaw is 5 moons! This is what happens when you don’t post for months haha, thought she was the same age as her denmates)

[Ryn11]

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Attending: Newstar, Glassfang, Sunstone, Oliveheart

Newstar 🌊 Leader | 39m | NB (they/them) | Tags: Promisedrose (Court of Gardens)


They had never seen so many cats in one place. Sunstone had told them everything he knew about clan Gatherings, but Newstar still felt woefully unprepared. Saltclan was minuscule compared to the other clans here. Newstar turned to his clanmates. "Glassfang, you keep close to me," they said. "We'll be joining the other leaders and deputies. Oliveheart, stay with Sunstone. He's the most familiar with this." Sunstone nodded encouragingly. Newstar took a deep breath. "Pay attention and learn what you can. We'll meet back here at this stone." The leader and deputy began moving into the crowd of cats. Newstar scanned the area, and finally found a familiar face -- the Crown Rose from the clan across the river. Newstar meowed to get her attention. "Good evening, Crown Rose. A fair night for a Gathering, isn't it? How fares your clan?" Glassfang gave Newstar a funny look about the formal speech, but Newstar knew it was the way of the Court and wanted to be polite.

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Glassfang 🌊 Deputy| 56m | F (she/her) | Tags: Open


She would never admit it, but Glassfang was just as nervous as Newstar. It was impossible to predict the movements of this many cats. She was all too familiar with the ways a crowd could turn. The deputy resolved not to leave her leader's side as they veered off to speak with the leader of another clan.

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Sunstone 🌊 Medicine Cat | 68m | M (he/him) | Tags: Reese (Pinyonclan)


A Gathering! It'd been ages since he'd been to one - and this one was huge! He'd done his best to prepare Newstar and his clanmates for what they could expect. Once the leader and deputy moved off, Sunstone guided Oliveheart toward the edge of the group to meet some cats. It would be good for the young tom to get out of his comfort zone a little. He spied an older cat with his fur fluffed up against the chill and moseyed over. "Evening!" Sunstone mewed cheerfully. He introduced himself and Oliveheart. "We're very new in the area. Has your clan been coming to the Gathering for long?"

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Oliveheart 🌊 Warrior | 20m | M (he/him) | Tags: Open


Oliveheart had been stunned when Newstar'd asked him to accompany them to the Gathering. The shock definitely hadn't worn off by the time the feline sea came into view. He nodded dumbly when Newstar told him to stay with Sunstone. He had to trust his feet to keep him moving, because his brain was absolutely useless. He barely registered Sunstone introducing him to someone.

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[V.Vulpes]

《⤷》//𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍 ！！
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[Marblepaw & Wasppaw][Tom & Molly][10M][Apprentices][Tagged: Open
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XXXThe sound of birdsong always heralded Canaryclan's entrance to the gathering. It was a welcome one for sure, they always enjoyed mingling with other clans. No one enjoyed it more than the sibling pair of Marblepaw and Wasppaw! When Orestar announced that they'd be joining the gathering patrol, Wasppaw may have held it over the other apprentices (with Marblepaw apologizing for her bluntness to their peers). Now, as they scurried into the clearing after their clanmates, their heads were on a swivel.
XXX"Wasppaw, wait up, momma said to stick together! We don't know about these other cats..." Marblepaw said, despite his sister only being a tail-length ahead of him.
XXXWasppaw rolled her eyes. "Well I can't help it," she replied, "I wanna meet some other apprentices!"

《✦》//𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 ！！
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[Ashpaw][Tom][29M][Oracle][Tagged: Open
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XXXAshpaw sat at the edge of the clearing, his green eyes scanning the crowd of cats as his fur prickled with unease. He hadn't been to a gathering since Stormclan, since everything fell apart in his life. The thought of his former clan made his ears flick back, the familiar sting of bitterness creeping into his chest. He shouldn't have come. He shouldn't have told Lacey about these gatherings. And, most of all, he shouldn't have let Lacey convince him that this was a good idea, but here he was. Now he was stuck in the heart of a place that reeked of Starclan's influence. Taking a deep breath, Ashpaw made himself straighten and tried to look approachable. Gatherings were for secretly getting intel on others, after all.

[winter solstice.]

SeaClan
Attending: Balancestar, Bramblinglight, Chervilpaw, Creamthistle, Lavapool, Cressflame, Winterflame, Snow Swirling in Sunlight (Sunlight), Thistletuft, Steelpaw

Balancestar | leader | 37 moons | he/him | a shorthaired black-and-white tom with olive eyes | tagged; Silverstar (ChaosClan)

Balancestar had picked a relatively secluded spot to himself as he took in all the new sights. It wasn't for a while that he did not interact with the others, but, upon spotting an older cat, he decided to work up to courage to ask for advice. Taking a deep breath, the black-and-white tom approached the cat and mewed, sitting down while neatly tucking his paws under his tail in a sign of peace, "Good evening, sir, I am Balancestar, of SeaClan. I hooe the prey runs well in your Clan?" He inquired sincerely.
Bramblinglight | medicine cat | 50 moons | she/her | a longhaired torbie with yellow eyes | tagged; Faondapple (ChessClan), traveling with Chervilpaw

Hearing a very familiar voice, Bramblinglight whirled around and spotted a tired-looking Faondapple. The excitement in her yellow gaze turned to worry as she rushed over to examine and sniff at her friend's pelt, fussing all the while, "Are you all right? Have the prey not been running in ChessClan?"

Chervilpaw stared up at the other molly, bright blue eyes wide with awe. This was Faondapple, the good friend his mentor had gushed about to him when he begged her earlier about her experiences at the Gathering. He grinned and exclaimed, "Hello! You must be Faondapple, of ChessClan! Bramblinglight's told me so much about you!" It wasn't for a few moments that he realized he had forgotten to mention his name. "Oh, whoops!" He exclaimed, "sorry! I'm Chervilpaw, Bramblinglight's apprentice! Pleased to meet you, ma'am!"
Chervilpaw | medicine cat apprentice | 16 moons | he/him | a longhaired solid white tom with blue eyes | tagged; reserved, traveling with Bramblinglight

see Bramblinglight.
Creamthistle | warrior | 70 moons | he/him | a longhaired cream pseudo tabby LaPerm with blue eyes | tagged; open


Creamthistle licked his mate's shoulder in affection as he told her, "I'm sure you'll be fine, love." Lavapool, his mate, only laughed nervously as she admitted, "What if I meet any of my former Clanmates?" The cream tabby scoffed and mewed, "Tell them you are now a proud warrior of SeaClan of course!" Their son, a bright ginger tom named Cressflame, promised, "I'll accompany you, Mum, don't worry!" To his father, he wrinkled his nose goodnaturedly and meowed, "So shoo! Go find some other cat to bother, Dad!" The two left as Creamthistle blinked after them. After a few moment, the cream tabby LaPerm snorted and melded into the crowd, hoping to strike up a conversation with someone.

Lavapool | warrior | 57 moons | she/her | a shorthaired silver ginger mackerel tabby with low white and copper eyes | tagged; open, traveling with Cressflame


Once they had left Creamthistle's presence, Lavapool stopped and turned to address her son. "Cressflame," she admitted, "honestly, having you with me makes me feel a whole lot better about this situation." Cressflame touched noses with his mother gently before meowing solemnly, "I'll be with you, and help you get used to calling yourself a SeaClan warrior in Gatherings." Lavapool purred and mewed, "Thanks, Cressflame," and the two continued their little journey through the crowd, looking for someone to talk to.

Cressflame | warrior | 28 moons | he/him | a mediumhaired ginger mackerel pseudo tabby LaPerm with low white and yellow eyes | tagged; open, traveling with Lavapool

see Lavapool.
Winterflame | warrior | 76 moons | she/her | a shorthaired solid white she-cat with yellow eyes - tagged; open


Winterflame glanced as Thistletuft made his way into the Gathering island proper, his tail still drooping somewhat with grief for his fallen sister, and her heart went out for the older warrior. She'd lost both her brother, Icyclaw, and sister, Magpiepelt, before, and knew how he'd felt. She knew, however, that Thistletuft had ways to cope from this, just like herself, and so, with a soft sigh, the white she-cat made her way into the mass of gathered cats. Trying to banish the images of her fallen Clanmates from one moon ago, she hoped to strike up a fairly normal conversation with someone else - even making a friend in another Clan.

Snow Swirling in Sunlight (Sunlight) | warrior | 35 moons | she/her | a longhaired red classic tabby with vitiligo and ojos azules | tagged; open


It was Sunlight's first Gathering, and the ex-Tribe cat was confused as to how she would go on about during this Gathering. She had, of course, heard much from her Clanmates who had attended before, but being here herself was so different. And so, the fluffy red she-cat watched as one of the warriors, Winterflame, made her way into the crowd of cats, and followed from a distance, carefully making sure she wouldn't be noticed as following the white-furred warrior. After a while, however, the red-and-white she-cat lost sight of the older molly and, with a sigh, decided to find somewhere to sit by to wait for someone to notice her.

Thistletuft | warrior | 92 moons | he/him | a longhaired solid gray tom with a white chest and 'moustache', and yellow eyes | tagged; open


Thistletuft swayed slightly as he walked, partially due to his age, but mostly from his insurmountable grief for his dead sister, Hollyspots. The gray-and-white tom murmured a quick apology to a cat he had nearly bumped into, before hurriedly making his way forward again. It wasn't for a while that he did not stop, and when he did, it was near a large bush. He closed his eyes and whispered, "Hollyspots... I miss you..." and hoped the wind to carry his words to StarClan. Slumping down on the ground, the senior warrior of SeaClan decided it was best for himself in this condition that he would just wait here for anyone to speak to him - if any.

Steelpaw | apprentice | 23 moons | he/him | a shorthaired gray mackerel tabby with low white and yellow eyes | tagged; Marblepaw and Wasppaw (CanaryClan)

Steelpaw wrinkled his nose at the
aspect of having to meet apprentices who were so much younger than him, but he figured, he'd feign having had an illness that had kept him back from training for a while. 'Yes,' he agreed silently, 'anything to keep myself from saying how we suffered the last ten moons.'

The SeaClan apprentice's yellow gaze spotted two, much younger, apprentices, about Ferretpaw and Seraphimpaw's ages, he figured, and approached them lightly. He spoke pleasantly, stepping into the moonlight as not to surprise them, "Hello! I'm Steelpaw, of SeaClan! I see you are new here!"

[ArtMajor]

❀ Promisedrose | 57m | she/her | Crown Rose / Leader | Tagged: Newstar & Glassfang (Saltclan)

A rush of relief filled Promisedrose at the sight of the familiar cat. Although they did not often speak, the cats of Saltclan were
a welcome sight. "Greetings to you as well, and please, we are both leaders. You are welcome to call me Promisedrose." she
nodded her head in greeting to the leader's second, before turning to answer Newstar's question. "The court grows strong. Since
our last meeting, we've been fortunate enough to welcome several more kits, including mine and Lord Dustythorn's own, which
is why he and Lord Peonystem have remained at home tonight. What of you and yours? How fares Saltclan?"

❀ Lotusseed | 54m | she/her | Lady of the Fields / Healer | Tagged: Foxglovesnap (Chaosclan)

Lotusseed dipped her head apologetically as the other she-cat startled at her approach. "I'm the Lady of the Fields for the Court
of Gardens," she responded, glancing toward the Crown Rose who had begun talking with a familiar-looking leader. Turning back
to Foxglovesnap, she smiled gently "which, I believe amounts to the same as your being healer of your ChaosClan." Taking a seat
near the female, Lotusseed looked out over the crowd. "It's hard to believe there are so many groups of cats in the world...is
this your first gathering as well?"

❀ Cordylineblade | 79m | she/her | Knight of the Thorn / Warrior | Open

The only Knight of the Thorn not kept up with kit-sitting, Cordylineblade wandered along the edge of the crowd, glancing
from one cat to the next. Finding a spot underneath a tree, Cordy stretched out her forelegs, and settled in, content
to watch, wondering if any would approach.

❀ Antlerstrike | 46m | he/him | Knight of the Petal / Warrior | Open

"Remember," Antlerstrike hissed to his squire as the four of them drifted away from the Crown Rose. "Be on your best
behavior, and MAYBE I'll teach you how to do that tree-leaping trick next moon." His gaze shifted to Pollen. "And that
goes for you too, though I'm sure Tangletwist has already warned you what will happen if you cause problems?" he
glanced at his fellow mentor, who nodded, flashing her fangs in a grin.

With their squires sufficiently warned, Antlerstrike decided to stretch his legs, wandering into the crowd to see if he
could find anyone to speak with.

❀ Tangletwist | 35m | she/her | Knight of the Petal / Warrior | Tagged: Swandance (Pinyonclan)

As Antlerstrike broke off, Tangletwist gave Pollen one last stern look, before heading into the crowd. Catching sight of a
white-furred she-cat that seemed to be doing the same as her, she shifted course to approach. "Hello." she greeted
softly, dipping her head in respect. "I'm Tangletwist, of the Court of Gardens."

❀ Bumble(she/her) | ❀ Pollen(he/him) | 9m | Squire / Apprentice | Open, Traveling together

Finally free from their mentors warnings, Bumble and Pollen danced off towards the crowd. Excited to spend some free
time together that WASN'T resting from training or sleeping, the pair of siblings walked about with wide eyes, soaking
in the sights, sounds, and scents of the assembly.