Re: February Gathering
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Re: February Gathering
Flameheart Listening to Fallenstep talk was like listening to an overgrown apprentice, but just this once she'll let the warrior go. As much as she wanted, however, Flameheart could not send Fallenstep back home to ThunderClan because he hasn't caused any trouble that she had seen aside from sitting right outside the Gathering and smelling of RiverClan. "It better not. Go sit with whoever you want and behave yourself. Sparrowstar is not in the mood for any sort of trouble from our side, so I suggest if you want to stay at this Gathering and attend the next one, you listen." she lashed her tail and walked away, her eyes set on finding her mate. Luckily, she had found him sitting atop some rocks. Not a bad spot, I suppose. she hummed to herself and zig-zagged through the crowd of Clan cats to get to Sootfur. Flameheart Sootfur seemed to be a little... distracted tonight, and that was slightly worrying the young Keeper. Could it be that he was worried about what ShadowClan would think when they saw him? Nonsense. He's no coward, of course, he'd come here to represent ThunderClan along with some of his Clanmates. Coming beside her mate and wrapping her tail around his legs to keep him warm (beings that he has shorter fur than she does), Flameheart licked his ears and jumpstarted a rumbling purr in her throat. The pair hadn't gotten the opportunity to sit with each other last Gathering and the young classic tabby and Maine Coon had missed it more than she thought she would. Flameheart had a feeling that with how she reacted and got into that argument with Sootfur and had a near-death experience with quite a few ShadowClanners looming over them, the gray tabby had enough of a learning experience to learn that there was a time and a place for challenging a leader's orders. Gatherings were certainly not one of them. Her green eyes gazed into his colorless orbs for a few moments, relishing her at the moment. The rain pelting against their fur and the rest of Seastones seemed to slow down, and it wasn't until she got hit on the nose with a raindrop that she remembered they were at the Gathering, not back at camp. "I've missed this. The rain doesn't help at all, but... it's peaceful regardless. The waves of the endless lake in the distance, the chattering of Clan cats exchanging pleasantries... if only every Gathering was like this." She lowered her head slightly and leaned it against her mate's shoulder. Flameheart quite honestly couldn't remember a time when she had relaxed this much. But... after everything she's done to help ThunderClan stay afloat when Sparrowstar and Thrushfur were unable to lead ThunderClan, every bit of relaxation was worth it. |
Re: February Gathering
╔═══*。❅*⋆⍋✧ ✦ ✧⍋⋆*❅。*═══╗ Sootfur (he/him) Thunderclan Light grey tabby with blue/grey eyes ╚═══*。❅*⋆⍋✧ ✦ ✧⍋⋆*❅。*═══╝ https://i.ibb.co/bB7WmY9/sootfur2.png Sootfur's dark gray eyes followed happily the flame-colored pelt of his mate in the huge mix of cats that crowded the center of the sand clearing, letting himself escape a smile of satisfaction as she took seat beside him and surrounded his cold body with her long, feathery tail. He breathed in her sweet scent, realizing how much he'd missed feeling it so close. It mixed a little bit with the rain's scent, but it didn't bother him. The sound of raindrops was actually relaxing, and now he felt like he could ignore the cold forever and stay here all night, if just Flameheart stayed too. Sootfur let her head lean on his shoulder, relishing the tickling feeling of her cheek fur on his. "Yeah... I've missed it too." It had been some time since the tabby warrior hadn't been able to feel such peace inside his mind. Not even Shadowclan tonight would be able to ruin it; he was sure of that. "You know... you did a great job at helping Thrushfur and Sparrowstar lately." He whispered in her ear with genuine pride in his voice, hoping that she had already realized how incredible she'd done. "It would be so good now if we could have some free time together. You know, we could always go somewhere and hunt together..." it had been so much time since they had last done it. And honestly, Sootfur was looking forward to find some excuse to play, too. He looked at her beautiful green eyes, and a thought escaped his mouth before he could think of it: "Your eyes preserve the color of new-leaf even now, in leaf-bare..." »»————- ☀︎︎ ————-«« [ @SpiritedWarrior ] |
Re: February Gathering
Frisk She-cat 7 moons Mapple colored she-cat with slightly darker stripes on paws, and loads of scars all around her body
Frisk sneaked in from the bushes. Remembering her "Clan" Name. Twigpaw. She left her torn sweater aside, she felt freezing cold without it. Hoping no-cat thought her giant scars and ripped paws and bit off ear strange for an- What was it again? Appleentice? Apprentice? Oh yea- and im from..... Oakclan? Fishclan? No Windclan- erm- Thunderclan? [Open] |
Re: February Gathering
| They/Them | | A large long-furred white cat; yellow eyes | ~ Blackdawn had arrived with their clan and had taken a seat. The cat had looked around to see if their apprentice had decided to join aswell. It would be good as it was a requirement to become a warrior. Though before their eyes could find Batpaw the moment by some bushes caught the attention of the warrior. They quickly looked over to see a apprentice sized cat. Though something wasnt right. The white-furred cat stood up and approached the cat before realizing they didnt have any clan scent on them. Blackdawn stood in front of the new comer. "Who are you?" ~ |
Re: February Gathering
Frisk looked up. "Erm- Twigpaw." She said, looking them straight in the eye. She may be able to fight them off if it wen't that way. She would aim for the heart. Or the lungs. For a easy kill. But only if needed. She need to act like a wimpy Apprentice. She kept her ears down and looked shaky, like she never seen any cat besides her clan before. |
Re: February Gathering
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Re: February Gathering
| They/Them | | A large long-furred white cat; yellow eyes | ~ "Twigpaw is it? Now. Which clan are you from? Please do tell a curious soul." Blackdawn said as they continued to stare down at this so called 'Twigpaw'. See how many lies they could squeeze out of the cat. Then a new voice joined them. Blackdawn looked over to see what smelt like a windclanner. Oh? Had the two had a run in before?~ |
Re: February Gathering
Roosterflame had been one of the cats who entered the Seastones directly after Sparrowstar, and he’d really been intending to stick near the middle of the throng. Chat with cats from other clans. Y’know, fun stuff. |
Re: February Gathering
Frisk groaned in annoyance. Almost loud enough for them to hear. Did this cat really had to show up? "Do I know you?" She said calmly to the cat, a growl almost escaping her. "Thunderclan. I moved here after my sister was killed by injuries from some battle.. I miss her." She lied, hopefully her "Sister" Would make the cat think it was Frisk who died. And she was just her sister.
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