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Attending: Newstar, Glassfang, Sunstone, Oliveheart

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


New kits! "That's wonderful to hear!" Newstar purred. "Saltclan is expecting its very first kits. We've been growing in other ways though, and prey is running well despite the cold." They turned as the shriek of apprentices' laughter caught their ear. They chuckled fondly. "Not to mention, our clan's first apprentice will be taking her assessment soon! She's very excited, isn't she, Glassfang?"

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Glassfang 🌊 Deputy| 56m | F (she/her) | Tags: Promisedrose (Court of Gardens)


Glassfang grinned at the mention of her apprentice. "Aye Cap'n, excited and nervous. I keep tryna tell her she's got nothing to worry about." She looked curiously at the Rose Leader. She seemed very different to Newstar and the Admiral both. What other kinds of clans could be out there? "Sunstone tells us y'all are growing things in that old plantation yard. Y'all doing alright this winter?"

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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


Newstar had said to learn what he could -- how was he supposed to learn things if his mind was racing?? The older cats seemed so calm. Oliveheart wondered if he would ever have that kind of confidence. He tried to pay attention to Sunstone's conversation, but the noise of the cats all around made it nearly impossible. His ears tried to hear everything at once, and thus heard less than nothing. He tried purring to calm himself down and drown out the chatter.

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[chaotic creativity]

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 dipped her head in embarrassment, giving her chest a few licks as Bramblinglight worried about the prey in ChessClan. "I decided to go to the Gathering a while after the patrol left, so I had to run most of the way here. I'm just a little tired, but I should be fine in a few minutes. It's been forever since I got to stretch like that. Eftpaw kept me cooped up in the nursery more often than not," she chuckled, smile growing softer as she thought about her daughter who had finally begun her training. Her heart ached at the thought of not returning to curl around her once the Gathering was over, but she knew she would be battered for stories as soon as she woke up.
The little white tom's outburst caused Faondapple to perk up, turning and finally sizing him up. "Apprentice, you say?" she purred, cutting her eyes over to Bramblinglight. "You've got good manners for such a young cat. Usually it takes moons to get it past the rabbit fur in your ears to treat all other healers with respect," she chuckled. She turned back toward Bramblinglight, angling herself to be talking to the both of them so that neither felt left out. "Are you enjoying it? Having a pair of paws following you everywhere, watching everything you do? It's a special feeling knowing that you're helping a cat achieve their purpose or destiny," she looked between the two. Her own apprentice, Lindtdream, had been a full bishop for many moons now.

Lionceauroar | Tom - Knight - 56 Moons - Tagged: Antlerstrike (Court of Gardens)

Lionceauroar spotted a heavy, long-furred tabby who looked like he might be interesting to speak with. Gathering himself, he padded over with a smile and raised his tail in greeting. "Hello! My name's Lionceauroar, knight of ChessClan. I don't think I've seen your Clan at one of these before," he commented. It'd been a while since he had attended, but the Gatherings themselves had been rather small for many seasons prior. New Clans were abundant, but there were still several familiar faces.

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

The name ChaosClan was familiar in Wildbriar's mind, but only from the murmurings of other cats. They were a large, well-established, and well-known Clan. She couldn't help but chuckle as he boasted about being the first in his litter to receie his name. "I've also just been made a warrior, but we call ourselves knights in ChessClan. I've only got one littermate, a brother, but he's still a squire. That's what we call apprentices, by the way," she added quickly. She knew Clans used all kinds of terms to describe their ranks, so it could get a bit confusing when first meeting a new Clan. As he took off explaining how ChaosClan used to go to Gatherings a lot, but fell off in the more recent moons, Wildbriar couldn't help but roll her eyes. "The Gatherings practically haven't existed in a while. Very few cats were coming for many seasons, or at least that's what my clanmates told me when preparing me for tonight. It's good to see that they're starting to get back to where they used to be. It'd be downright boring if ChessClan was one of the only Clans here," she mused.

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 enjoyed watching Pearpaw squirm. She was the youngest weyrling in the Weyrcats, so there weren't any smaller cats to intimidate. Unless you counted Thorn, but Thorn wasn't even old enough to be fun to mess with, yet. She still needed a few moons to get the starry-eyed look the older candidates always had when watching the weyrlings train. "Our wings, or warriors, go on patrol as they're told, but they can leave the hollow whenever they want. They can steal from the kitchens if they have nothing else to do. They can explore the rest of the caves around the bowl," Ember sighed. A warning prickled at the back of her mind that she might not want to explain that the rest of the caves belonged to dragons. Ice had explained that no other cats believed them to be real. Pearpaw was young enough to believe her, though. The dilemma stumped her, so she opted to remain silent for the time being.

[V.Vulpes]

《⤷》//𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍 ！！
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[Marblepaw & Wasppaw][Tom & Molly][10M][Apprentices][Tagged: Steelpaw
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XXXThe pair of apprentices turned at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. Wasppaw smiled brightly while Marblepaw offered a polite nod. The shyer tom stepped a little behind his sister, letting her take the lead as she always did. "Hello!" Wasppaw chirped, "I'm Wasppaw, and this is my brother Marblepaw, we're from Canaryclan!" She flicked her tail toward Marblepaw, who ducked his head but gave a small, shy smile. "This is our first gathering, I've been looking forward to it all week!" Wasppaw tilted her head curiously. "What about you? Have you been to many gatherings?"

《✦》//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.

[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: Sunstone and Oliveheart(Saltclan)

As two younger males approached, Reese angled his ears curiously towards the pair, studying them with interest. Clanmates, the chocolate warrior guessed from the way the younger orange cat seemed to cling to his partner. "Hello," Reese mewed with a relaxed nod to the pair. "It's nice to meet the two of you," He said, "I'm Reese of Pinyonclan." For a moment, Reese paused, considering how they'd react. He'd chosen not to take a full clan name when he'd joined Pinyonclan, something that may throw off some of the other clans. After a moment though, Reese shrugged off the slight concern, these were not his clanmates and if they thought anything strange about the implication he wasn't clan-born, Reese would be determined not to let it bother him. Instead, his gaze focused on Sunstone's younger companion, concern filtering through Reese's gaze. "We're not new new but we haven't been to many gatherings either. It's quite a journey for us to get here. Perhaps we could head to the edge of the crowd, it's quite chaotic with so many cats around," Reese suggested, eyeing Oliveheart. He wasn't sure what was going on, but if Oliveheart was one of his clanmates, Reese would prefer moving to a calmer, quieter area.

Swandance X- female - 32 moons - warrior - tagged: Tangletwist(Court of Gardens)

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)

Oh, so Ember hadn't meant it the way her denmates would've taken that. "That's like our warriors, they patrol and hunt when Sootstorm or Sagestar ask, that's our deputy and leader," Pearpaw nodded towards Sagestar near the other leaders, "They can go out of camp when they want too." The blue apprentice tilted her head, her mind latching onto the odd word Ember had mentioned. Kitchen? It wasn't entirely an unfamiliar word, Pearpaw had heard it before, mentioned among some of her clanmates with kittypet backgrounds but she'd never asked them what it was. "Kitchen? Steal?" Pearpaw asked, bewildered, her limited knowledge of the words associating with twolegs and kittypets. This cat certainly seemed to live a very different life to the Pinyonclan cats.

[obnixious]

KeyClan

❧Shadowmist - 76 Moons - ♀ - Trapeze Artist (Deputy) - Tagged;; open!
paraIt's been such a long time since Shadowmist last attended a gathering, or really anyone in KeyClan, honestly. If she really thinks about it, she's pretty sure Swiftwind was still the trapeze artist last time anyone came to one. It makes her a fun mix of nervous and excited as she approaches where Cypressstar descirbed the high ranks would meet. He's still battling a case of greencough and couldn't come himself, but it was clear that some of their acrobats needed something new to do, so he'd suggested they come to the gathering. So here she is, trying to figure out where to sit and mingle among other ringmasters and trapeze artists.

❧Meatloaf - 66 Moons - ♂ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; Carneliansight (JaguarClan)
paraThe mink point picks his way through the space carefully, scanning the crowd for any kind of familiar face. There are some familiar scents of Clans he vaguely recalls the names of, but it's looking increasingly like there's no faces to match the familiarities. So instead he ends up curiously trailing after someone entirely unfamiliar, curious both about the patterning of his pelt and his entirely new smell. "Hey there!" he calls out, trying to get his attention as he approaches.

❧Donutworry - 23 Moons - ♀ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; open!
paraDonutworry easily weaves her way through the crowd, finding her shorter legs to be a blessing in making her way around without bring too much attention to herself. There's so many strange smells, so many new cats to meet, and she has no idea where to start. So she decides just to wander, letting the Cirque lead her paws to a potential new friend.

❧Grimjaw - 17 Moons - ♂ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; open!
paraTo say bringing Grimjaw to the gathering wasn't Shadowmist's smartest choice might be... underselling it. He'd lorded it over his littermates before they'd left, laughing loudly as he'd been playfully tackled down by Strawberryscream for being chosen over him or Snowflake. Soulpaw was too busy with being prepared to be named a full tamer, and Flashpaw was too focused on finishing up training to bother caring. But Strawberryscream never let him down with matching his energy. But now he's here, in a place full of new smells and strange faces, and the tom flexes his claws, scratching at the ground gently before heading in to find someone to talk to.

❧Oblivionpaw - 12 Moons - ♂ - Juggler (Apprentice) - Tagged;; Bumble & Pollen (Court of Gardens)
paraWith most of the jugglers busy with taking acrobat assessments or overcoming some variation of white or greencough, Oblivionpaw was picked by Shadowmist to tag along to the gathering. And honestly? He's a little terrified of it. He's never been apart from his mom or brother for this long before, and he kind of feels like he could collapse if he doesn't find somewhere to sit down. Which is about when he spots the pair of younger jugglers. He's... never met anyone younger than him, actually. KeyClan hasn't had any new clowns since his mom had them, and the sight of them sparks his curiosity enough to approach with a soft little "um, hi there?"

[Kazin]

ChaosClan

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

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Silverstar -- 81 moons -- tom [he/him] -- leader -- tagged: Balancestar [SeaClan; winter solstice.]

Silverstar had kept his head searching for others, watching rather than participating, for a little while longer before he noticed another cat approach. A younger cat, by the look of them. When Balancestar gave his name, Silverstar nodded a very slight amount in respect, grateful another leader had sought him out. "Greetings, Balancestar," Silverstar replied, keeping his voice friendly. With frequent rogues joining ChaosClan, he found it refreshing to speak to another clan cat rather than an outsider who had no idea what 'clan' even meant. "I'm Silverstar, one of the leaders of a clan called ChaosClan," he said. "Our prey has been running well for us this past season, despite the cold," he answered honestly. Inwardly, he thought about the past harsh seasons, grateful that something seemed to be going mostly right for his clan. "How is everything running in SeaClan?"

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

Foxglovesnap found herself nodding before Lotusseed had even finished her sentence, and she laughed a little bit at her eagerness to agree. "Yeah, it's my first gathering. I come from a pretty big clan, so you'd think I'd be used to seeing so many cats but... seeing so many strangers and having no idea anything about them kinda got me a bit nervous," she chuckled, dispelling a bit of her nerves, glad that Lotusseed seemed to be friendly. "A Lady of the Fields..." Foxglovesnap echoed, enjoying the longer title. "Is there a reason that your rank is called that? Or just something that's always been that way?" Foxglovesnap found her curiosity getting the better of her, feeling interested in learning more about clans that functioned differently from ChaosClan, especially after not interacting with another clan for so long.

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

Letting out a delighted purr at the name 'knight,' and 'squires,' Flameclaw beamed over at Wildbriar. "A knight! And squires! That sounds really awesome!" He felt a bit kit-like then, ducking his head down and sitting back down a bit more dignified, clearing his throat. He vowed inwardly to act a bit more like the warrior he was supposed to be, rather than an apprentice. "I'm technically a Hunter, and we have Scouts too - I've heard that some clans just call everyone a warrior and each does both, but we wanted to train for specialties and strengths in my clan."

Flameclaw took a pause as Wildbriar continued, nodding at his mistake. "Ah yeah, that makes sense! I'd agree, being the only one here would be pretty boring. I'll have to convince Silverstar and Quartzstar to come here every time!"

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.

[chaotic creativity]

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 dipped her head in embarrassment, giving her chest a few licks as Bramblinglight worried about the prey in ChessClan. "I decided to go to the Gathering a while after the patrol left, so I had to run most of the way here. I'm just a little tired, but I should be fine in a few minutes. It's been forever since I got to stretch like that. Eftpaw kept me cooped up in the nursery more often than not," she chuckled, smile growing softer as she thought about her daughter who had finally begun her training. Her heart ached at the thought of not returning to curl around her once the Gathering was over, but she knew she would be battered for stories as soon as she woke up.
The little white tom's outburst caused Faondapple to perk up, turning and finally sizing him up. "Apprentice, you say?" she purred, cutting her eyes over to Bramblinglight. "You've got good manners for such a young cat. Usually it takes moons to get it past the rabbit fur in your ears to treat all other healers with respect," she chuckled. She turned back toward Bramblinglight, angling herself to be talking to the both of them so that neither felt left out. "Are you enjoying it? Having a pair of paws following you everywhere, watching everything you do? It's a special feeling knowing that you're helping a cat achieve their purpose or destiny," she looked between the two. Her own apprentice, Lindtdream, had been a full bishop for many moons now.

Lionceauroar | Tom - Knight - 56 Moons - Tagged: Antlerstrike (Court of Gardens)

Lionceauroar spotted a heavy, long-furred tabby who looked like he might be interesting to speak with. Gathering himself, he padded over with a smile and raised his tail in greeting. "Hello! My name's Lionceauroar, knight of ChessClan. I don't think I've seen your Clan at one of these before," he commented. It'd been a while since he had attended, but the Gatherings themselves had been rather small for many seasons prior. New Clans were abundant, but there were still several familiar faces.

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

"We all do both. I'd get bored only hunting or only patrolling. I like to switch back and forth as my mood takes me," she purred. As Flameclaw promised to make sure ChaosClan attended every Gathering, Wildbriar couldn't help but chuckle. "There's definitely been moons when ChessClan hasn't attended. It all depends on how we're feeling, since it's entirely voluntary. We don't force any cat to go if they don't want to," she explained. She'd volunteered the second Richterstar had asked, ecstatic that she could finally attend. No cats had wanted to go the entire time she was an apprentice, so she had had to wait until she could make the decision for herself. She was lucky Nebulaspeckle and Lionceauroar had also wanted to come. And perhaps Faondapple, if the flash of a familiar pelt said anything. "I only know that ChaosClan is big. What are y'all like?" she asked.

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: Meatloaf (KeyClan)

Carneliansight spun around slowly, a little surprised to be approached from behind. His eyes landed on a mink point tom with unusually long fangs that peeked out from beneath his lips. After a few seconds of inspecting the tom, Carneliansight pasted on a small smile and raised his tail in greeting. "Hi. I'm Carneliansight of JaguarClan, previously of the Outback Runners. I don't think I've met you before," he prompted, opening the floor for the stranger to introduce himself.

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 narrowed her eyes as Pearpaw continued to question every word out of her mouth. Is this how the weyrlings had felt when she was a candidate who idolized their every move? She shook her head quickly, knowing she needed to not get annoyed. Pearpaw was just curious about things she didn't understand. "We live in what's called a Weyr. It's a massive cave system in the mountains where humans live. We've taken over some of the unused caves for our camp, and we hunt all the pests that flock to any place humans congregate. Kitchens are where they prepare their own prey. They're always sticking it in a fire until it looks burnt. Sometimes they drop stuff, sometimes they give us stuff, and sometimes we take stuff they've left lying around. We primarily hunt, but if you get a bit snacky, it's a good place to check," she purred. She wasn't one of those cats who would let the humans touch her, but she wasn't above purring and pretending to like them just so they toss her a bit of food.

[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 kept a level tone as he replied, though his mind briefly wandered back to the terrifying ordeal his Clan had endured for the last ten moons, "Prey has been running well fo r SeaClan." It was true, that prey had begun to reappear after the famine - and the civil war that had stemmed up from the lack of resources and mistrust of high ranks that followed - so that wasn't a lie in itself. A moment of heavy silence followed after this comment as the black-and-white tom struggled to find the words to ask for help without telling this cat - a total stranger to him, no less - what had really happened; at last, the SeaClan leader cleared his throat and meowed, his gaze becoming serious as he went on, "There was... an... incident," he finally decided on the word, "and it led to the deaths of so many of our Clan, including the deaths of Carrotstar, my predecessor, as well as his deputy Pinefoot." He added hastily, realizing his words could be misinterpreted badly, "I was appointed deputy before Carrotstar fell in battle." He swallowed and continued, "So many of my Clanmates died that there aren't many senior members left to help advise me on how to lead my Clan... is it all right if I ask for some advice from you, Silverstar?"
Bramblinglight | medicine cat | 50 moons | she/her | a longhaired torbie with yellow eyes | tagged; Faondapple (ChessClan), traveling with Chervilpaw

Bramblinglight sighed in relief and meowed, "Oh, thank StarClan, you're all right! How is Elkpaw, anyway? I heard the news," she explained hastily, "from Comfreyleaf. Congratulations, by the way!"

Chervilpaw replied with a nervous chucjle, "Oh, see, I might look small, but I'm actually sixteen moons old! We, uh," he continued nervously, glancing at his mentor constantly for confirmation or denial, "had a bit of a... thing, and us apprentices couldn't train for the last... um, few moons." It was clear the white tom was atrociously bad at lying.

Bramblinglight had opened her mouth to answer Faondapple when Chervilpaw had burst out. Closing her mouth again with a sigh, the longhaired torbie patiently waited for her long-furred apprentice to finish before adding on bluntly, "We've had a famine, followed by a ten-moon civil war, Faondapple." There was a haunted, faraway look in the dappled healer's yellow gaze as she admitted, "We lost so many cats, friend, including our Clan founder Leafwhisker and his son, and our last leader, Carrotstar." Ignoring the wide, shocked look Chervilpaw gave her, Bramblinglight continued, her gaze trailing downward at her paws, "I was hoping to find you... to send a message to Richterstar for me, on behalf of our new leader, Balancestar. Carrostar has died, but Balancestar and SeaClan are recovering strong. We will continue to stand with ChessClan - if Richterstar is still willing to count us as ChessClan's allies."
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)

The striped gray apprentice shook his head and mewed, "Nah, only my second time myself." That was also a lie - it was also his very first Gathering - and while he hated lying, he also knew he couldn't expose his Clan's weaknesses. So instead, Steelpaw asked, "How's your training going? And do you like your mentors?" After a moment, he figured he should start the conversation properly by telling them about his own mentor, so he continued, "My mentor is a tall black tom, by the name of Shadestorm. He appears grumpy half the time, but he's such a great mentor," he insisted, grinning as he thought of the black tom.

[chaotic creativity]

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 purred as Bramblinglight mentioned her newly-apprenticed daughter. “Eftpaw is absolutely wonderful. She’s enjoying her training so far, even if it is hunting and fighting rather than healing. Did I hope she would take after me? Of course. But I can’t deny that she is well-suited for knighthood. She’ll be a strong young cat, and I feel secure with ChessClan’s safety in her paws. Tritonsnap is absolutely beside himself that our daughter took after him, of course, so we’ll let him gloat for another moon or two,” she chuckled conspiratorially. As her update ended, Chervilpaw burst out with strange words that filled her with concern. As she watched the apprentice look up at his mentor, she could see a haunted glaze in Bramblinglight’s eyes. Her stomach sank as Bramblinglight relayed the news of SeaClan’s tumultuous past few moons. “I’m so sorry for your losses,” Faondapple whispered, sympathy knotting her throat. She knew what it was like to watch too many cats fall at once, and that was not something she wished upon any cat. As Bramblinglight launched into her message for Richterstar, Faondapple felt good that she could at least reassure her friend in one matter. “I will relay your message, but I can also tell you that Richterstar will agree to maintaining our status as allies. He trusts my judgement, and so long as you believe in Balancestar, so will I.”

Lionceauroar | Tom - Knight - 56 Moons - Tagged: Antlerstrike (Court of Gardens)

Lionceauroar spotted a heavy, long-furred tabby who looked like he might be interesting to speak with. Gathering himself, he padded over with a smile and raised his tail in greeting. "Hello! My name's Lionceauroar, knight of ChessClan. I don't think I've seen your Clan at one of these before," he commented. It'd been a while since he had attended, but the Gatherings themselves had been rather small for many seasons prior. New Clans were abundant, but there were still several familiar faces.

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

"We all do both. I'd get bored only hunting or only patrolling. I like to switch back and forth as my mood takes me," she purred. As Flameclaw promised to make sure ChaosClan attended every Gathering, Wildbriar couldn't help but chuckle. "There's definitely been moons when ChessClan hasn't attended. It all depends on how we're feeling, since it's entirely voluntary. We don't force any cat to go if they don't want to," she explained. She'd volunteered the second Richterstar had asked, ecstatic that she could finally attend. No cats had wanted to go the entire time she was an apprentice, so she had had to wait until she could make the decision for herself. She was lucky Nebulaspeckle and Lionceauroar had also wanted to come. And perhaps Faondapple, if the flash of a familiar pelt said anything. "I only know that ChaosClan is big. What are y'all like?" she asked.

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: Meatloaf (KeyClan)

Carneliansight spun around slowly, a little surprised to be approached from behind. His eyes landed on a mink point tom with unusually long fangs that peeked out from beneath his lips. After a few seconds of inspecting the tom, Carneliansight pasted on a small smile and raised his tail in greeting. "Hi. I'm Carneliansight of JaguarClan, previously of the Outback Runners. I don't think I've met you before," he prompted, opening the floor for the stranger to introduce himself.

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 narrowed her eyes as Pearpaw continued to question every word out of her mouth. Is this how the weyrlings had felt when she was a candidate who idolized their every move? She shook her head quickly, knowing she needed to not get annoyed. Pearpaw was just curious about things she didn't understand. "We live in what's called a Weyr. It's a massive cave system in the mountains where humans live. We've taken over some of the unused caves for our camp, and we hunt all the pests that flock to any place humans congregate. Kitchens are where they prepare their own prey. They're always sticking it in a fire until it looks burnt. Sometimes they drop stuff, sometimes they give us stuff, and sometimes we take stuff they've left lying around. We primarily hunt, but if you get a bit snacky, it's a good place to check," she purred. She wasn't one of those cats who would let the humans touch her, but she wasn't above purring and pretending to like them just so they toss her a bit of food.

[V.Vulpes]

《⤷》//𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍 ！！
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[Marblepaw & Wasppaw][Tom & Molly][10M][Apprentices][Tagged: Steelpaw [Seaclan]
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XXXWasppaw perked up immediately, excited to talk about her mentor. "Honestly, grumpy mentors sound kind of scary, mine's not grumpy at all! They're a red tabby called Lanternglow! They're really silly and quick to make jokes but... They can be kinda impatient." She laughed lightly, her eyes sparkling. "Sometimes, it's like they're waiting for me to already know what they're trying to teach me!" She cast a sideways glance to Marblepaw. "Marblepaw's mentor is the grumpy one."
XXXMarblepaw shuffled his paws awkwardly, his ears flicking in quiet protest. "Steelfang isn't grumpy," he said, defensively. They'd had this argument many times and it could be seen on the tom's face. "He's... straightforward." He said after a moment, turning his gaze back to Steelpaw. "He's a good mentor, doesn't waste time on stuff that doesn't matter, and he's fair about everything." Despite Wasppaw's teasing, Marblepaw obviously admired his mentor deeply. "He's really good at fighting! He's been teaching me all kinds of fighting techniques recently but..." he gave an awkward laugh, "I'm not really good at it, I think I like hunting more." He paused and then quickly added, "what's your favorite thing to learn? You must be close to your assessment, you look a lot older than us."

《✦》//𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 ！！
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[Ashpaw][Tom][29M][Oracle][Tagged: Scorpionthroat [Meadowclan]
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XXX Ashpaw's green eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the gathering cats. One, however, caught his eye. A molly that moved with purpose, her posture confident but not aggressive and something about her caught Ashpaw's attention but he couldn't quite place why. Deciding to take a chance, Ashpaw padded up to her, his steps measured but not hesitant. "Looking for someone in particular, or just taking in the sights?" he asked. His tail flicking to and fro lightly was the only outward sign of his lingering unease at being here. "You look like you're trying to piece something together."