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

"That's wonderful to hear!" Promisedrose purred. "May your apprentices paws be blessed as she takes her assessment." As
Glassfang asked about the garden, Promiserose smiled. "While many of our plants are sleeping, we do have a good number
that can withstand the cold, enough at least to keep the garden blooming during the snows. It may not be as full as the
warm seasons, but winter flowers, though delicate in appearance, are quite sturdy. If the ice is thick enough to cross,
or if you don't mind the detour down to the bridges, perhaps you will have to come see, it is a sight well worth the cold."

"What of your clan? You live near the waters, and I know the winds can get quite terrible."

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

Lotusseed smiled, thinking of how far the Court had come since she had joined "But no matter how large home is, it never really
feels that way, does it? Because it's home." She curled her tail around her paws, taking a moment to think about
Foxglovesnap's question. "A bit of both, I suppose. The Court represents the entirety of our group, but we also have a
smaller court, which represents the leadership." As she spoke, Lotusseed flicked her ear to where she could see
Promisedrose speaking with a pair of familiar-looking cats. "The Crown Rose leads us, and the rest of us serve as Ladies
or Lords. It's something we adopted from Court of Blossoms, the spirits that guide us. That and stories of ancient times."

Lotusseed purred, remembering her earliest moons in the Court as Promisedrose and Peonystem had talked about long
forgotten clans and the dreams the spirits had given to the Crown Rose.

❀ Cordylineblade | 79m | she/her | Knight of the Thorn / Warrior | Tagged: Sunlight (Seaclan)
Deciding she ought to get up to stretch her legs, Cordylineblade stretched out her forelegs and began to make a lazy
loop of the crowd. Spotting a red and white younger-looking knight, Cordy began to approach. "Hey there," she said once
she was close enough to not need to shout. "Lotta folks out 'n about. Mind if I settle near ya for a bit?"

❀ Antlerstrike | 46m | he/him | Knight of the Petal / Warrior | Tagged: Lionceauroar (Chessclan)
Antlerstrike smiled at the approaching warrior, dipping his head in greeting. "It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Antlerstrike
of the Court of Gardens." He tilted his head, trying to remember what Peonystem had said about the gathering before the
small party had left, and how often it was held. "I believe the last gathering was before the Court's time," he responded.
"Although if there was one that we could have attended, then it is likely that we were in the midst of moving out of the
city." Antlerstrike nodded slightly, figuring that lined up about right. "What of you? Have you attended many of these before?"

❀ Tangletwist | 35m | she/her | Knight of the Petal / Warrior | Tagged: Swandance (Pinyonclan)
Tangletwist smiled, shaking her head. "This is the Court's first gathering, so there's no need to worry about having heard
of us before. And I'll confess, I've not heard of Pinyonclan either." Tangletwist glanced around the crowd of cats, chuckling
to herself. "We knew there would be a large crowd, but seeing it with my own eyes is still rather unbelievable."

Tangletwist smiled at Swandance, tilting her head slightly. "Have you lived with your clan long? I've been a knight of the
garden for nearly half a year now, and yet it feels like hardly any time at all has passed."

❀ Bumble(she/her) | ❀ Pollen(he/him) | 9m | Squire / Apprentice | Tagged: Oblivionpaw (Keyclan)
As an older-looking squire approached, Bumble and Pollen grinned at the stranger. "Hello!" Bumble chirped, then, since her
brother was between herself and the newcomer reared up to rest her paws on Pollen's back, leaning forward to grin at the curly-
furred stranger. "I'm Bumble! This is my brother Pollen, what's your name?"

Pollen, used to and ignoring his sisters antics, grinned. "This is our first time here, The Crown Rose said we could go since our
mentors were coming too!"

"And we're the only squires in the Court" Bumble said, batting Pollen's ear lightly. "So that's probably the real reason."

[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 brief moment of inspection almost makes him want to start bouncing on his toes, long used to his clanmates immediate babbling responses. But he beams when he finally responds, his own little nub of a tail raising the best it can to return the gesture. ”Nice to meetcha, Carneliansight! I don’t think I’ve heard of either of those Clans before; but I’m Meatloaf of KeyClan. It’s been… a long time since we’ve come to a gathering,” he responds, smile shrinking into something more sincere.

❧Donutworry - 23 Moons - ♀ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; Lavapool & Cressflame (SeaClan)
paraAfter a few minutes of wandering a pair catches her gaze, and she’s quick to make her way over to them curiously. They smell similar, so she’s at least sure she isn’t interrupting a meeting of strangers. Hopefully.

para”Hi there!” She greets excitedly, holding herself as tall as she can with the stubby little legs. She blinks up at them with sparkling eyes. ”I’m Donutworry; what’re your names?”

❧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)
paraHe huffs softly at their antics, the sight of them reminding him more of other jugglers than himself and Ominouspaw, but it’s fun. He’s used to this kind of energy. ”I’m Oblivionpaw,” he greets in turn, ears flicking as he gives a curious look around as if he’d be able to pick out their mentors. ”This is my first time here, too.”

paraThe word squire is strange and unusual, but he’d been warning that most clans use different terms than them, so he takes it with more grace than he might’ve otherwise. So he gives an easy smile before adding ”my brother and I are the youngest jugglers in KeyClan, and most of them are busy taking their assessments, which is why I was able to come here.”

[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 listened intently as Antlerstrike introduced himself and explained why the Court of Gardens had never attended a Gathering before. "I've been to one or two, but my sister comes to almost every single one. She actually just ran through here toward the other healers. She's become practically best friends with a healer in SeaClan, so she takes practically every opportunity to see her. It helps our two Clans' alliance, though, so I can't complain too much. SeaClan is large and strong, a very good Clan to have on our side," he rambled, trailing off as he realized he'd gone off on a tangent. He was quite bad about that, but he tried not to apologize for it until another cat mentioned it. "It's lovely to meet you, Antlerstrike. Tell me more about this Court of Gardens. That's an unusual name for a Clan," he purred, pushing the conversation back on track.

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)

The name seemed familiar in the back of Carneliansight's mind. "I'm almost positive one of my Clanmates has mentioned a KeyClan before," he paused, eyes darting back and forth as he thought. "Lemmingwisp! That's it! He said he met a cat named Lilylivered of KeyClan at a Gathering a very long time ago. It's nice to meet you, Meatloaf. I hope your journey wasn't too far?" he asked.

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.

[Ryn11]

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Attending: Newstar, Glassfang, Sunstone, Oliveheart

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


A shiver ran through Newstar's pelt at the mention of the leafbare winds. "It hasn't been particularly pleasant, no. But the currents run warm, so it's not as bad as it could be." Honestly, the twolegs in town had seemed like they were having it worse. Any they had seen lately were so bundled up in extra pelts they were barely recognizable.

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


"The wind's not the only thing the ocean brings us this season," Glassfang muttered. She hadn't bothered to hide her discomfort when the Admiral's cats started coming to Saltclan. Years of prowling the pier had proven to her just how unpleasant the Crew could be. She addressed the Rose Leader again. "Has your Court had any contact with cats from the harbor this leafbare? They call themselves the Admiral's Crew."

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


Sunstone caught Reese's glance and nodded gratefully. "Somewhere a bit more quiet would be very welcome," he said. He gently laid his tail on Oliveheart's back and the three cats made their way further from the massive group. "It was quite a journey for us as well," he said to Reese once it was quieter. "In my old clan, our Gathering was--"

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


"Did you say your name was Reese??" Now that the swarm of voices was no longer buzzing in his head, Oliveheart had a chance to process the last few minutes. "Are you-- Were you a kittypet? Did your person-- I mean, your twoleg give you your name?" Oliveheart knew that Newstar used to have a person, but he didn't think there would be other clans with former kittypets, too. "My per-- twoleg called me Oliver! Is your twoleg still around?" He was so excited to meet another former kittypet, he barely noticed Sunstone chuckling fondly at him.

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[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, "Our head medicine cat, Dappledawn, lost her sister - Carrotstar's mate - Hollyspots, and she hasn't been the same since." The older calico had lost so much of her family over the moons, and was finally pushed her near the edge. The longhaired torbie managed a weak smile as she concluded, finally getting to answer her friend's earlier question, "Chervilpaw's been a great help though, since we - that is, myself and Comfreyleaf - ordered Dappledawn to take some time off her duties to grieve, and he's got great heart," she let out a short purr, at which her white-furred apprentice ducked his head in embarrassment.

Chervilpaw mumbled, admitting, "I'm just good at memorizing... I guess? But it's all thanks to Bramblinglight that I got this good!" He then frowned, looking up to Faondapple, "You are allowed to have kits in your Clan? As a medicine cat?" He insisted, ignoring his mentor's warning glare, "But isn't that against the Code?"
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; Donutworry (KeyClan), traveling with Cressflame

Lavapool turned as her son did, and spotted the cat who had spoken. Seeing a molly about Cressflame's age, the silver ginger tabby relaxed a little and mewed, whisjers twitching slightly in amusement at the unusual name the other had given, "Hello!" Cressflame spoke next, insisting he would introduce the both of them with a flicker of his bushy tail, "I'm Cressflame, and this is my mother, Lavapool, and we're warriors of SeaClan!" Lavapool purred at how enthusiastic her son had been in his introduction, and mewed sweetly at the KeyClan cat, "Pleased to meet you, Donutworry." She cocked her head to the side as she questioned, "You say you are from KeyClan, correct? May I ask what your Clan is like?"
Cressflame | warrior | 28 moons | he/him | a mediumhaired ginger mackerel pseudo tabby LaPerm with low white and yellow eyes | tagged; Donutworry (KeyClan), 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; Cordylineblade (Court of Gardens)

Sunlight looked up as she saw another molly standing nearby. She shook her head hastily and made room for her, mewing, "No, not at all!" She then continued, introducing herself, "I'm Snow Swir-" only to stop mid-sentence as she remembered she should be introducing herself using just her nickname (which was, apparently, all right as a Clan name), "Er, no, sorry. You can call me Sunlight!" Blushing in embarrassment, the red classic tabby squeaked, "Former Tribe cat, and currently a warrior of SeaClan, ma'am!"
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 sighed, "Most cats my age would be warriors already, yeah. I've been ill constantly in my younger moons, but I've made it near the end!" He smiled widely and mewed, "I'm waiting for when Shadestorm calls for my final assessment, haha." After a moment, the gray tabby continued, "Oh, and I loved learning to fish! The feel of those slippery fish held firmly between your paws... it's an exhilarating feeling for sure," he reminisced fondly.

[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's gaze softened with sympathy as Bramblinglight continued sharing the horrors that had plagued SeaClan. "It's good that you're making Dappledawn to take time. Medicine cats don't make great patients themselves, so that's why you need at least two strong-willed cats who can force the other to step back when they need to for their health. It took Nebulaspeckle walking me into the nursery when I was a half-moon from kitting for me to finally put the leaves down and rest so that I might be strong for my kit," she murmured. She remembered the time when Wolfwhiskers had been practically catatonic with grief, and she also remembered how she'd forced him to rest when he finally recovered. He hadn't needed to jump back into healing so quickly, and it had taken every ounce of her will power to make it so.
"Memorizing is a very important skill. You work so hard at it now, but it will become like second nature in no time. You won't even have to hear everything your clanmate tells you before you know exactly what herb to give or poultice to apply. You're doing wonderful," she purred happily, turning her attention to Chervilpaw. As he prompted about the Code, she just smiled. "Our Code does not deny us the inevitabilities of life. We believe that no cat should be denied love, or whatever products may come of such emotions. It is because I have so many other healers in my Clan that I was able to take the time I needed. Other Clans believe differently, and they are perfectly within their right to do so. Not many healers choose to have kits in ChessClan, but it was something I always longed to experience. I didn't start out as a healer, you know. I was actually taking my final assessment to become a warrior when my path changed. I survived a disaster because of my ancestors, and they guided my paws to where I am today," she chuckled, remembering the terror that filled her broken and battered body as she lay covered by the avalanche. It had been horrifying at the time, but now she considered it one of the best things to ever happen to her.

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

Lionceauroar listened intently as Antlerstrike introduced himself and explained why the Court of Gardens had never attended a Gathering before. "I've been to one or two, but my sister comes to almost every single one. She actually just ran through here toward the other healers. She's become practically best friends with a healer in SeaClan, so she takes practically every opportunity to see her. It helps our two Clans' alliance, though, so I can't complain too much. SeaClan is large and strong, a very good Clan to have on our side," he rambled, trailing off as he realized he'd gone off on a tangent. He was quite bad about that, but he tried not to apologize for it until another cat mentioned it. "It's lovely to meet you, Antlerstrike. Tell me more about this Court of Gardens. That's an unusual name for a Clan," he purred, pushing the conversation back on track.

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)

The name seemed familiar in the back of Carneliansight's mind. "I'm almost positive one of my Clanmates has mentioned a KeyClan before," he paused, eyes darting back and forth as he thought. "Lemmingwisp! That's it! He said he met a cat named Lilylivered of KeyClan at a Gathering a very long time ago. It's nice to meet you, Meatloaf. I hope your journey wasn't too far?" he asked.

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's ears pricked with interest. "Fishing? Like actual fish that are big enough for prey?" She bounced a little on her paws, "we don't really get to do that on the prairie. There's this stream on our territory, but most of the fish are so small, they'd hardly count as prey. All the big ones are in the middle and we don't really swim. What's it like catching a fish big enough to eat?"
Marblepaw tilted his head curiously as well, "yeah... and your clan, Seaclan... What's the sea like? We've heard stories about it, from cats that wandered before, but it honestly doesn't sound real..."
Wasppaw nodded eagerly along with her brother's question. Her tail flicked back and forth as she eagerly waited for Steelpaw's answer.

《✦》//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."

[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)
para"Oh!” he perks up just that little bit more at the mention of the molly, bouncing a little on his front paws. ”That’s cool! It’s nice to meet you, too.”

paraHe gives a little hum, ear flicking as he thinks back on the journey from home. It’s luckily in the opposite direction of the stream, but Grimjaw had somehow managed to get the backs of his legs wet regardless. ”Not too far, no; just enough to leave a pleasant ache in your paws. Do you have to travel long?”

❧Donutworry - 23 Moons - ♀ - Acrobat (Warrior) - Tagged;; Lavapool & Cressflame (SeaClan)
paraShe looks between the two of them curiously, mentally rolling over their names to make sure she doesn’t do something silly like say their names wrong. ”Of course you can, Lavapool! We live in an old twoleg territory; Bookclub calls it an ‘amusement part’? I think? And my ma was excited for me to come to a gathering.” She shuffles her paws, shifting her weight. ”What’s your SeaClan like?”

❧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)

paraHe huffs softly at their antics, the sight of them reminding him more of other jugglers than himself and Ominouspaw, but it’s fun. He’s used to this kind of energy. ”I’m Oblivionpaw,” he greets in turn, ears flicking as he gives a curious look around as if he’d be able to pick out their mentors. ”This is my first time here, too.”

The word squire is strange and unusual, but he’d been warning that most clans use different terms than them, so he takes it with more grace than he might’ve otherwise. So he gives an easy smile before adding ”my brother and I are the youngest jugglers in KeyClan, and most of them are busy taking their assessments, which is why I was able to come here.”

[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 let out a dramatic sigh as she told her apprentice, "I told you, Chervilpaw, different Clans have different traditions." Turning back to Faondapple, the longhaired torbie continued, "Enough about SeaClan and our constant troubles. How is ChessClan these days? I heard there had been some hard times on your part the last time our Clan showed up at Gathering. Which," she mused half to herself, "I suppose, was probably quite a while ago..."
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; Donutworry (KeyClan), traveling with Cressflame

Mother and son glanced at each other in confusion. 'Amusement park?' they both seemed to be silently asking each other. The latter turned and addressed the expectant molly, meowing, "Well, many cats call it the sun-drown place, or the Great Waters, for starters, but us? Nah, we call the sea, 'the sea'." Glancing back at his mother, then back at Donutworry, the curly-furred tom continued, "and we are waaay north of here, where leafbares mean freezing, howling winds and waves that reach as high as the cliffs that border them." "We live up on one of the cliffs," Lavapool added, continuing from where Cressflame had left off, "inside a large cave system, so the waves don't reach us." She then shot a knowing glance at her son, at which the ginger tom blinked in acknowledgement.

"Where are our manners," Cressflame mewed, "just blabbering all about our Clan without having asked if KeyClan is faring well. Have the prey been running well in those parts?
Cressflame | warrior | 28 moons | he/him | a mediumhaired ginger mackerel pseudo tabby LaPerm with low white and yellow eyes | tagged; Donutworry (KeyClan), 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; Cordylineblade (Court of Gardens)


Sunlight looked up as she saw another molly standing nearby. She shook her head hastily and made room for her, mewing, "No, not at all!" She then continued, introducing herself, "I'm Snow Swir-" only to stop mid-sentence as she remembered she should be introducing herself using just her nickname (which was, apparently, all right as a Clan name), "Er, no, sorry. You can call me Sunlight!" Blushing in embarrassment, the red classic tabby squeaked, "Former Tribe cat, and currently a warrior of SeaClan, ma'am!"

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 blinked at the younger apprentices as he realized that not all Clans had the fortune to live by such a great source of fish as the sea. He collected his thoughts as fast as he could, and then replied, "Hrm... the sea. How to deacribe the sea? Well, I've heard from the older warriors back home that other cats call the sea by different names. Some call it the sun-drown place, while others call it the Great Waters. It... really is great," he continued thoughtfully, "the sea. And it's a bit more difficult to swim in than in a river," the gray tabby explained, "because of the waves and currents that push and pull at your body from every angle. But when you get the hang of it, it really isn't as different from walking on dry ground as you might think!" He paused to draw breath before continuing, "We have fish that get to the size of maybe three or four adult cats!" His eyes grew wide as he insisted, "They call those big ones 'sharks', and they are supposed to be big and dangerous, so the warriors tell us apprentices not to touch the sea if they spot 'em offshore."

[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 smiled to herself as Bramblinglight lightly scolded her apprentice. He was young and curious, naive about the world around him. She couldn't fault him for that, so she was happy to answer any questions he hurled her way against Bramblinglight's wishes. As the conversation turned to ChessClan, Faondapple sighed. "We've been better, but we've also been worse. The peace has stretched on for long enough that cats are getting antsy and worried, jumpy at their own shadows. You know we always live in fear of what might befall the Clan next, and the anticipation just gets worse as the moons wear on. There's been more avalanches and landslides than normal in the mountains, which is concerning enough. We've had several apprentices barely make it through the Northern Pass alive, but we've luckily not lost any to the assessment in a long time now. My dreams have gotten fuzzy, broken and refracted like a disturbed lake surface. We're not sure what it means yet, but something has to be on the horizon to be causing such a sense of unease," she grumbled. The Clan was practically stagnant, moving through their days in robotic motions. She wanted something to change or happen, but she also knew there would be drastic repercussions when it did.

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

Lionceauroar listened intently as Antlerstrike introduced himself and explained why the Court of Gardens had never attended a Gathering before. "I've been to one or two, but my sister comes to almost every single one. She actually just ran through here toward the other healers. She's become practically best friends with a healer in SeaClan, so she takes practically every opportunity to see her. It helps our two Clans' alliance, though, so I can't complain too much. SeaClan is large and strong, a very good Clan to have on our side," he rambled, trailing off as he realized he'd gone off on a tangent. He was quite bad about that, but he tried not to apologize for it until another cat mentioned it. "It's lovely to meet you, Antlerstrike. Tell me more about this Court of Gardens. That's an unusual name for a Clan," he purred, pushing the conversation back on track.

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 chuckled as the tom mentioned a 'pleasant ache' in his paws. Carneliansight had never been a fan of going long distances, pushing himself long enough to find the edge of that dreaded soreness. "It's good you don't have far to go. My Clan has lived in three different locations at this point, each one just a bit closer than the last. I wasn't very old when we left our first territory, driven out by vicious rogues. We only just left our second territory after a terrible battle, knowing we couldn't stay with so many dead. Now it's almost a full day's journey, so we stock up on strengthening herbs and rest the day before," he shook his head. "I'm definitely past that ache into soreness, now, but it's worth it to attend every now and then. Got to keep up appearances with the other Clans, you know. We can't let anybody start looking down on us or get it into their minds that we're weaker than we really are," he shrugged. It was true that attending the Gathering was important to JaguarClan's reputation, but he doubted any of the Clans here would ever turn a malicious eye on another unless they were wronged by them.

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.