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Re: December Gathering
https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=41725 | Snowybreeze | Heightened Perception [Smell] - Active | Rapid Recovery - Inactive The assault on his nose as painful as ever, Snowybreeze could feel his eyes water at the heavy mixture of scents permeating the gathering's clearing. He usually avoided these meetings. It was too much for his oversensitive nose. He wouldn't say he hated them, as there was precious little the gentle giant could claim hatred to, but he most certainly did not love them in the slightest. So what, pray tell, might he be doing here? On the night of the full moon, surrounded by strangers and familiar faces alike. The answer was simple enough today. He wished to forget. To ignore the lack of a particular scent in the camp he could barely call home anymore. He had slowly begun going through the motions. Hunting. Patrolling. Always alone. He didn't want company. He didn't deserve company. How could a cat who hadn't even been able to tell his beloved mate was at the brink of death deserve anything in this life? He'd even removed himself from the warriors' den, taking to sleeping outside once more. Hoping that at least one of the stars above was his beloved. Dreaming that she would come for him and take him home. It looked like he had gotten his wish in one way at least. He had most certainly not been able to keep his mind on his Berryfrost with this many cats surrounding him, that was for sure. Sky blue eyes quickly sought out a refuge. A corner in which he could escape the din and chatter and simply be. Snowybreeze was not here for attention or companionship. To seek either of those now when he had left her to die alone would be to spit on her memory. To forget himself. Instead, he hid himself by the edge of the clearing, mismatched ears flat against his head as he tried to hide his nose inside the thick mane of fur on his neck. The result was less than stellar, but it would have to do for now. He could withstand the night here. This was his rightful punishment. For daring to survive where she had not. | Openish? | |
Re: December Gathering
| Sparksky | .The handsome young tom looked in between them. "Hi, I'm Sparksky, from Shadowclan!" He smiled, watching the two cats |
Re: December Gathering
she/they - 9 moons - ThunderClan - lesbian - 24/100 - tags; @christmassharkie ____________________________________ Her annoyance briefly spiked at Cloudpaw's 'mousebrain' comment. She'd said that there was no point in fighting in the first place, and then he'd gone and started a fight that he couldn't handle! Featherpaw pushed the feeling down. It was done with now. There was no point in starting the fight again, and she didn't want to see him cry again - she wanted to enjoy the gathering. Ripplepelt gave Adderpaw a sympathetic lick between the ears. She was sure Larkstar hadn't meant anything by it - the things she'd been through as of late would put any cat in a foul mood. |
Re: December Gathering
- - - >Cloudpaw`[Male - He/Him - 9 Moons Old - ShadowClan - @lesbianism]`< - - - Cloudpaw considered, trying to think of any gossip. He wasn't much of a gossip cat, so he shrugged his shoulders. "You know I don't gossip, so why not you tell me what's been going on in ThunderClan?" he felt a lot better, so he could listen to Featherpaw about ThunderClan. |
Re: December Gathering
Sunleap followed Bumblestar.
Dogpaw arrived alone. Beetlepaw arrived. Sheeppaw followed Beetlepaw. |
Re: December Gathering
╔ Poppysong ═ ✱ ╚ windclan warrior║nb they/them║19 moons║tags; @TheLostAmongTheStars ═ ═ ═“Ah! Yeah, this is my apprentice.” Poppysong smiles and tilts their head. It still feels so surreal to say. They have an apprentice! They glance at the ground, their thoughts drifting towards speculation on what Spottedpaw’s future will be- They are ripped from zoning out when Spottedpaw comments about Softsong’s age. “Agh- No- Spottedpaw,” they stutter, “That’s not a very kind thing to say.” They smile nervously at Softsong. |
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★彡 StrawberryPaw 彡★ ★ She/Her ★ 6 moons ★ Purrks: N/A ★ Bisexual ★ Appretince ★ Orange-coated tabby with a pinkish undertone and green eyes. ❝ She was either wildly naive or dangerously intelligent. ❞ [5/100] StrawberryPaw would arrive at the gathering in awe as she looked around, taking in the sight of so many cats gathered in one place. The scents of different Clans mingled in the air, and she could hear the murmur of voices and rustle of fur all around her. Nervously, she would slip into an open spot among the throng of cats, carefully avoiding any cats that seemed aggressive or unfriendly. Once she found a spot, she would give her fur a few swift licks before turning her head upward to look at the towering rock where the leaders would speak. Despite her nerves, StrawberryPaw would feel a thrill of excitement as she realized she was part of something bigger than herself. This gathering was a chance for the Clans to come together, to share news and stories, and to ensure that peace was kept between them. [OPEN] |
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https://warriorcatsonline.com/forums...ictureid=45209 ♡ s o f t s o n g she/her - 97 moons - WindClan - bisexual - tags; @MangofDoom @TheLostAmongTheStars ___________________________________ Softsong eyed Spottedpaw. Any other apprentice would've gotten a cuff to the ear for that, but the way she'd said it had been so... genuine that Softsong settled for a sharp look instead. Featherpaw's tail twitched in amusement. Trust Cloudpaw to be absolutely useless when it came to gossip! |
Re: December Gathering
(open!)
->> ravenwing [wc, he/him, warrior, 17moons] <<- a black tom with various white markings, shaggy-short to medium length fur and pale green eyes having arrived with the other cats following twilightstar he had taken a seat as fast as possible, the cold weather not only making him shiver but also making his leg act up even more than normal. so he was now sitting on the icy cold rocks, freezing his paws off with his leg feeling stiffer than ever and his tail close to turning into a icicle. great. great great great. he thought to himself, already regretting following along. ->> jayfrost [rc, he/him, warrior, 23moons] <<- a tall silver classic-tabby with well groomed short to medium length fur and icy blue eyes having arrived as one of the last of riverclans attendees he had just taken place and was already cursing his ancestors for the short, light fur they had given him. trying to distract himself from the cold he let his eyes wander, this was the first gathering he had been to in a while after all, having been sick the last time. and quite honestly, he wouldnt be opposed to having a conversation with a cat of another clan. not being allies and absolutely despising each other to the point of not talking were two different things after all. (very! open for interactions for both characters) |
Re: December Gathering
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They/Them|Windclan|Warrior Dovegrowl She/They|Windclan|Warrior "That's a nice name" Basilthroat smiled. "Much better then BasilTHROAT!" Dovegrowl teased the sand colored tom. Basilthroat just rolled their eyes. |
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