May Gathering

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Silver Something

"Once I had to wrestle all of them. I was so scared!" Cherrypaw said.

She blinked,” Wow. I just let them hurt me and go to the medicine cat. You are so brave.”
(They should be friends)

[silvertail000]

Originally Posted by Okapi

She blinked,” Wow. I just let them hurt me and go to the medicine cat. You are so brave.”
(They should be friends)

"Really? Thanks!" Cherrypaw couldn't believe that someone had called her brave. She was really happy.

[Fawn]

Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee

(I'm so sorry for the late reply I have been sick )

CinderPaw smiled brightly at FawnPaw as he greeted her."I'm glad to see you too! I was really hoping to see you but I sorta forgot to look for you".Spotting a ladybug on the ground,CinderPaw pondered somewhat to herself,'O! A ladybug! I wonder what it's like to be a bug- being able to fly and see everything as really big things! Even the fresh kill would be bigger in the bugs view!'. Realising she was being rude by not talking she quickly spoke."S-Sorry I accidentally got distracted....again...".she flashed a small innocent smile, CinderPaw will admitt that she was easily distracted at times.

"Hm?". Hearing FawnPaw voice his concern, she tilted her head slightly before realising what he meant- her mouth formed into an 'O' shape."Oh yeah! I'm fine! I just find the Leaders conversations to be reallyyyy boring! I was waiting for it to end so I could socialise with other apprentices and make some new friends! I tried too beforehand but- i don't think the Warriors appreciate me joining in on their serious conversation, oh well!". Her tone was energetic as she shrugged her shoulders.

((Oh gosh same, no worries))

Blinking at her with a tilt of his head, he wondered if he should be concerned at that, or even offended, but… he supposed it wasn’t unexpected, perhaps attributed more to Cinderpaw’s attention span than a reflection of him. But even so, he was flattered by the other bit of what she’d said. “Yeah,” he said, meow an echo, “I was hoping to see you too, I just.. wasn’t sure if you’d want to talk or if you might think it’d be weird or something. I don't know the protocol around here.” Fawnpaw glanced around, careful to look for any eyes that might be lingering on them with suspicion but he breathed a sigh of relief when there were none. “Wait, by what?” he inquired, curious. “I know there’s a lot to focus on here. It’s kind of… chaotic, to be honest.”

A flicker of surprise settled on his features as she explained why she was disenchanted with the proceedings of the gathering. “You don’t think it’s fascinating, hearing the news of the Clans or even the politics?” he asked, not judgmental but perplexed. “I guess maybe you’ve been to more of them, but.. this is sort of my first real one. Last time, I couldn’t go because I was sick.” It was telling that she was here to make connections and friendships, whereas Fawnpaw had arrived with ambitions of learning — a vast difference, but one he could respect and nevertheless admired. He wished he could be as talkative and extroverted as Cinderpaw.

[The Cannibal]

Originally Posted by Castiel97

Featheredwings couldn't help the small smile that flickered across his features. Long tail curling over his paws he leaned forward, ears perked to hear the other males soft and delicate voice over the rest of the cats around them. Unconsciously shifting towards him, just so he could hear his voice better, but in doing so it allowed him to feel the heat from the others body, warm and inviting, like a neat you curled up in after a long day. It made him uneasy. Twitching his ears he chuckled, he could understand not paying attention to closely to the goings on around the camp, half the time he didn't know what was going either.

Ibisprowl was seeming more and more like him and it was strange, he's never found anyone like that. Clearing his throat (even though it wouldn't help the raspy tenor that held in his voice) he spoke, "WindClan is doing well. Beepaw is turning out to be a wonderful medicine cat even though they're young." he gave a shrug of his lean shoulders. He couldn't help his blue eyes from wandering over the other males form, so soft and delicate looking, so unlike a ShadowClan cat. There was something, and he couldn't place it, that seemed to draw him closer to Ibisprowl. For some reason, he wanted to do nothing but curl around him and cuddle him. It was weird, he want that kind of cat. What was this cat doing to his heart and his head?

And somehow you earned a smile from him. Quickly Ibisprowl felt like he was turning into a mess even if on the outside he appeared as just an antisocial, somewhat nervous tom. Nervously his paws kneaded the ground as he saw the Windclan tom lean ever so slightly toward him, likely to hear his voice better. Oh how he wanted to run, run away so that he didn't have to feel these feelings anymore, and yet he was glued to his spot, nervously glancing back at Featheredwings every so often. The chuckle, the deep raspy chuckle caused his breath to catch in his throat, his gaze lingering on the other tom for a moment. You will likely never meet this tom again. Stop. The thought saddened him. Because he did want to see this tom again. He wanted to hear that chuckle again.

"That's.. That's certainly good to hear.. Um, I'm.. Ibisprowl. Sorry if I seem.. Weird, I just. I don't like being around a lot of other cats." Part of him was proud, he believed that to be a good cover up for his nervousness. That's if the other cat even noticed it, maybe his imagination was being overactive and there was no chance that this tom would notice his odd behavior. After all, Featheredwings didn't know what his normal behavior was like anyways. You're thinking too much.

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by Dipper

((Oh gosh same, no worries))

Blinking at her with a tilt of his head, he wondered if he should be concerned at that, or even offended, but… he supposed it wasn’t unexpected, perhaps attributed more to Cinderpaw’s attention span than a reflection of him. But even so, he was flattered by the other bit of what she’d said. “Yeah,” he said, meow an echo, “I was hoping to see you too, I just.. wasn’t sure if you’d want to talk or if you might think it’d be weird or something. I don't know the protocol around here.” Fawnpaw glanced around, careful to look for any eyes that might be lingering on them with suspicion but he breathed a sigh of relief when there were none. “Wait, by what?” he inquired, curious. “I know there’s a lot to focus on here. It’s kind of… chaotic, to be honest.”

A flicker of surprise settled on his features as she explained why she was disenchanted with the proceedings of the gathering. “You don’t think it’s fascinating, hearing the news of the Clans or even the politics?” he asked, not judgmental but perplexed. “I guess maybe you’ve been to more of them, but.. this is sort of my first real one. Last time, I couldn’t go because I was sick.” It was telling that she was here to make connections and friendships, whereas Fawnpaw had arrived with ambitions of learning — a vast difference, but one he could respect and nevertheless admired. He wished he could be as talkative and extroverted as Cinderpaw.

CinderPaw blinked before directing her head toward the ladybug on the ground."By the ladybug! I was wondering what it would be like to be a bug...Anyway! what exactly do you mean by Chaotic?". She inquired in a curious and energetic tone but she suddenly realised that the brown Tom sounded a little perplexed earlier. Her multicoloured eyes looked at him before she started feeling mildly confused why FawnPaw was glancing around a lot.'Maybe he's nervous? O! Maybe he's having a mental breakdown inside his mind! I should help him!'. She thought this Determinedly after pondering ideas. The grey speckled Molly spoke softly."Don't fret too much FawnPaw! Of course I wanted to see you- you are my friend after all! Also you shouldn't worry about what others think so much, being yourself is all that matters". She smiled brightly as she spoke her words of encouragement.

CinderPaw then looked a little perplexed at his question speaking in a calmer tone."Well- it's not that I'm uninterested in just not a fan of hearing the leaders argue all the time, they do have their peaceful moments but sometimes the hostility at gatherings can become extreme and...it sorta scares me..". She looked at her paws somewhat her ears bent back a bit, she remembered how unsettling it was to watch cats among the clans give intense glares to one another. CinderPaw quickly shook the thoughts away and spoke in a peppy tone."Anyway, I'm really glad someone I know is here to talk with me, it's no fun being at the gathering alone". She smiled happily at FawnPaw.

[Fawn]

Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee

CinderPaw blinked before directing her head toward the ladybug on the ground."By the ladybug! I was wondering what it would be like to be a bug...Anyway! what exactly do you mean by Chaotic?". She inquired in a curious and energetic tone but she suddenly realised that the brown Tom sounded a little perplexed earlier. Her multicoloured eyes looked at him before she started feeling mildly confused why FawnPaw was glancing around a lot.'Maybe he's nervous? O! Maybe he's having a mental breakdown inside his mind! I should help him!'. She thought this Determinedly after pondering ideas. The grey speckled Molly spoke softly."Don't fret too much FawnPaw! Of course I wanted to see you- you are my friend after all! Also you shouldn't worry about what others think so much, being yourself is all that matters". She smiled brightly as she spoke her words of encouragement.

CinderPaw then looked a little perplexed at his question speaking in a calmer tone."Well- it's not that I'm uninterested in just not a fan of hearing the leaders argue all the time, they do have their peaceful moments but sometimes the hostility at gatherings can become extreme and...it sorta scares me..". She looked at her paws somewhat her ears bent back a bit, she remembered how unsettling it was to watch cats among the clans give intense glares to one another. CinderPaw quickly shook the thoughts away and spoke in a peppy tone."Anyway, I'm really glad someone I know is here to talk with me, it's no fun being at the gathering alone". She smiled happily at FawnPaw.

“Oh,” his attention drifted toward the ground as he saw what was described to him as a ‘ladybug’, and he leaned closer for a better look at the spotted red-black shell. “That’s a ladybug?” Fawnpaw had been born during leaf-fall and could only remember as far back as leaf-bare during the time RiverClan had been driven out. “I’ve never seen one of these before, it’s kind of weird how many more things there are to explore and find in new-leaf.” Soon, it would be green-leaf too, a prosperous time for the Clans. When she asked what he’d meant by chaotic, he sheepishly said, “It’s just a little overwhelming, having so many cats in one place. And there’s a lot going on too, with the discussions and the leaders and everything.” Maybe she wouldn’t get it, seemingly at home among the crowd albeit bored — again, he wished he could be as garrulous and vibrant. Gaze softening, the edges of the anxiety did the same as she spoke to him calmly even if it seemed saccharine to a logical mind; he could appreciate it nonetheless, finding himself smiling faintly at Cinderpaw.

“I don’t think they’ve been arguing too much,” he said, “unless this is arguing.” Fawnpaw had nothing to compare it to, the last gathering he’d attended was one he’d been dragged away from so as not to contaminate others with the cough. However, listening to them suggested a sort of semi-peace cold war was going on, and it was uncomfortable, threatening to escalate once somebody stepped out of line. “I’m just glad there hasn’t been any fights recently, at least not with RiverClan, and it sounds like everything's going okay in the Clans according to the leaders.” It was a disturbing thought to remember that Cinderpaw was from ShadowClan, and they could theoretically face political interference in their friendship. After a small bout of silence, he confessed, “I.. I get it though, I can see why you’d be scared. It's so-- I don't know, worrying to think that they can sentence us to life or death on a whim over a stretch of territory.”

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by Dipper

“Oh,” his attention drifted toward the ground as he saw what was described to him as a ‘ladybug’, and he leaned closer for a better look at the spotted red-black shell. “That’s a ladybug?” Fawnpaw had been born during leaf-fall and could only remember as far back as leaf-bare during the time RiverClan had been driven out. “I’ve never seen one of these before, it’s kind of weird how many more things there are to explore and find in new-leaf.” Soon, it would be green-leaf too, a prosperous time for the Clans. When she asked what he’d meant by chaotic, he sheepishly said, “It’s just a little overwhelming, having so many cats in one place. And there’s a lot going on too, with the discussions and the leaders and everything.” Maybe she wouldn’t get it, seemingly at home among the crowd albeit bored — again, he wished he could be as garrulous and vibrant. Gaze softening, the edges of the anxiety did the same as she spoke to him calmly even if it seemed saccharine to a logical mind; he could appreciate it nonetheless, finding himself smiling faintly at Cinderpaw.

“I don’t think they’ve been arguing too much,” he said, “unless this is arguing.” Fawnpaw had nothing to compare it to, the last gathering he’d attended was one he’d been dragged away from so as not to contaminate others with the cough. However, listening to them suggested a sort of semi-peace cold war was going on, and it was uncomfortable, threatening to escalate once somebody stepped out of line. “I’m just glad there hasn’t been any fights recently, at least not with RiverClan, and it sounds like everything's going okay in the Clans according to the leaders.” It was a disturbing thought to remember that Cinderpaw was from ShadowClan, and they could theoretically face political interference in their friendship. After a small bout of silence, he confessed, “I.. I get it though, I can see why you’d be scared. It's so-- I don't know, worrying to think that they can sentence us to life or death on a whim over a stretch of territory.”

CinderPaw nodded in agreement with FawnPaw's words. The grey Molly then spoke in a more peppy tone to change the topic."O! I almost forgot but last time we met you said you hadn't had a chance to try swimming, have you tired it yet? If so how far did you swim?!". Her energetic aura returned and she looked expectantly at the brown Tom a bright look in her multicoloured eyes.

While waiting for the toms reply her thoughts suddenly started up again distracting her.'I wonder how far a RiverClan cat can swim in a day- O! Too bad I can't swim I would totally beat all those RiverClan cats- Maybe FawnPaw could teach me once he learnt how to!'. But her hopes were soon crushed as she just realised they were from different clans which meant they weren't really allowed to be so friendly with each other which made the Molly a little sad since she wanted to be friends with FawnPaw.

[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee

Tansy'Jaw nodded softly as she perked her ears to listen, before speaking quietly."All I hope for is that the recent events don't repeat itself in the future...".Just the thought of it caused her fur to fluff up slightly with unease.

Tigerslash dipped his head in agreement to her statement. "Yes. I feel that the Dark Forest may still be planning, though I hope the living cats have learned from this," he mewed in reply. His fur rose against his spine slightly. He knew at least a few cats must've still sided with the evil spirits who rose against the Clans.

[TawnyNeedsACoffee]

Originally Posted by Tyler_Joseph

Tigerslash dipped his head in agreement to her statement. "Yes. I feel that the Dark Forest may still be planning, though I hope the living cats have learned from this," he mewed in reply. His fur rose against his spine slightly. He knew at least a few cats must've still sided with the evil spirits who rose against the Clans.

[Running out of ideas so possibly end off here?]

Tansy'Jaw nodded softly before speaking in a calm tone."Well- I should probably go interact with some of the Warriors since my friend wants me to tell her some drama from the gathering". She sighed a bit before smiling softly at Tiger'Slash."It was nice seeing you again...Hopefully next time we can talk for longer". Saying this she said her goodbyes and headed away, she felt just a little bit happier then when she arrived at the gathering.

[Castiel97]

Originally Posted by The Cannibal

And somehow you earned a smile from him. Quickly Ibisprowl felt like he was turning into a mess even if on the outside he appeared as just an antisocial, somewhat nervous tom. Nervously his paws kneaded the ground as he saw the Windclan tom lean ever so slightly toward him, likely to hear his voice better. Oh how he wanted to run, run away so that he didn't have to feel these feelings anymore, and yet he was glued to his spot, nervously glancing back at Featheredwings every so often. The chuckle, the deep raspy chuckle caused his breath to catch in his throat, his gaze lingering on the other tom for a moment. You will likely never meet this tom again. Stop. The thought saddened him. Because he did want to see this tom again. He wanted to hear that chuckle again.

"That's.. That's certainly good to hear.. Um, I'm.. Ibisprowl. Sorry if I seem.. Weird, I just. I don't like being around a lot of other cats." Part of him was proud, he believed that to be a good cover up for his nervousness. That's if the other cat even noticed it, maybe his imagination was being overactive and there was no chance that this tom would notice his odd behavior. After all, Featheredwings didn't know what his normal behavior was like anyways. You're thinking too much.

Featheredwings again gave a small smile. There feeling of nervousness wafted from the cat before him, whether Ibisprowl knew it or not, the feeling was unmistakable, but he wasn't going to give him away. Flicking his tail the feline gave a hum, he wasn't used to these feelings he was having, they were strange. Why did this cat make his stomach clench involuntarily? Why did this make him want to move closer? WHy... He shook his head and outwardly huffed.

Soft gray paws shifted a little bit under his body, Featheredwings is my name. " he answered, Ibisprowl.. the name stuck to his brain, to his tongue. He bit the inside of his cheek and twitched his ears. You're not weird, I assure you. he chuckled, " I'm not a fan of gatherings myself. " he admitted lightly with a shrug. There was something about this cat that was drawing him to him, but it was forbidden.... Damn.. the thought was sad, and sadly he only had a limited time with him.