*Uhm yas XD. They need to bond.*
Vixenlight's walked beside his mate, her head held high. Her fur was smoothed, and her eyes shone with starlight. This was her...first, maybe second Gathering? It was a great honor to go, but she couldn't help worry about being dragged into the tension. We're under a truce She reminded herself, trying to forget about the other two Clans silly war over...she forgot. It'd been going on forever. "Your tail has a mind of it's own." She teased her mate, giggling.
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Ebonypaw was nervous for a moment when his mentor didn't reply. He really didn't want to fight, for the first time in.. forever, actually."I guess..but I hope they don't fight. StarClan would be mad." Just the thought of angering his powerful ancestors made his fur bristle for a second, before he forced it to smooth. The tom continued to walk, his black fur slightly bristled slightly, and his eyes shimmering with distrust as he sighed, glancing up at the leaders with a bit of worry. "I do..it's just because there's been so much tension, I don't know what's gonna happen." He mewed, shrugging slightly. He did trust them to not fight under the truce, but..what if something happened and they DID fight? But of course, he was ready to fight for his Clan. He didn't want to, but he was loyal to the bone and wanted to be useful if it was called for. He sighed at the thought of fighting here. Unfamiliar terrain, too. He shouldn't be thinking like this, anyways, there was a truce, and the leaders were mature enough to not use their claws at a Gathering....right? Surely their Clanmates or deputies or Medicine cats would stop them! They were also wise, and probably against the fighting. Ebonypaw just has to hope that'd happen..but he still felt a wave of nervousness rush over him at the thought. Ebonypaw had nobody to sit with besides Ebonypaw, and she was off...socializing anyways, so why not sit with his mentor? He wouldn't admit he'd rather sit with him anyways, because of pride, so he held his tongue and spotted his sisters white pelt among the crowd. "Yeah.." Ebonypaw mewed, shuffling his paws slightly, waiting to sit. "That's..good. Kits are nice." He mewed, smiling slightly. He enjoyed kits..kinda, they were loud, but cute, crazy, but amusing. "What're their names?" He asked casually, swiping his tongue over his paw and rubbing it over his ear. "I remember him." He mewed. Ebonypaw sat, his haunches raised as he watched the leaders with both awe and caution. Grousestar or Russetstar could intervine, or...wait. "ShadowClan got a new leader?" He asked his mentor. He narrowed his eyes, trying to figure out who that was. It had to be the former deputy..so Goldenstar perhaps? That had to be it, right? What happened to Halestar, anyways?Ebonypaw flicked his tail, spotting two cats Flintheart was looking over at, not recognizing them. Caracalsomething was the female, he knew, she looked like a Caracal in a way, so that made sense. He knew the tom was..Hawkfeather. Flintheart's friend. Too bad WindClan and ThunderClan were fighting. Caracalspirit smiled slightly at them, but didn't speak. She turned her gaze back to her mate. Ebonypaw shrugged slightly. "Yeah." He mewed, nodding. He remembered most things about fighting, which was good. He swallowed slightly, why was his mentor bringing it up now? At the Gathering, a time of peace.
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Caracalspirit giggled, smiling at her mate with affection. "The leaders wouldn't break the truce, but it's sweet you'd worry about me." She purred. "I know I am." She teased, puffing out her chest with a little chuckle. She smoothed her fur to look presentable, and continued to walk beside her mate. "It's fine, Hawky, i'm sure nothing will happen" she mewed positively. Caracalspirit curled her tail, hoping nothing happened with ThunderClan. Just maybe some tension. "I'm sure they'll handle it without claws, they're smart enough to not fight at the Gathering..I hope." Caracalspirit didn't fully trust Snowstar, or Blazingstar to an extent, due to all this drama. She was a tiny bit worried, of course. Tensions were high, and there'd probably be some arguing or hissing, but she didn't think there'd be blood or claws. That'd be odd at a Gathering, others would probably object. "Good, try to enjoy yourself, unless something does happen, then you can be all protective." She giggled, obviously joking as she purred softly to hide her nerves. "Yeah, I want a nice clear spot to sit. Maybe not near ThunderClan, just in case.." she mewed in agreement. Maybe she'd see some of her mates friends..Flintheart and Pinewhisker, were their names she thought. And Sproutwhisker. She liked the ones she'd met, but then again, she liked pretty much everyone she met. She was sad they couldn't sit together now, because, well, of all the war stuff going on. She was just going to choose a spot near WindClan cats to be safe. She missed being able to socialize with ThunderClan cats, at least a little, but now that was apparently betrayal to her Clan, so she didn't. She was loyal to WindClan and didn't want to say otherwise with her actions. Caracalspirit didn't want to meet them in battle, but again, she was loyal to her Clan and would if she had to. This would be behind them soon enough..she hoped. She scanned the area, and found a nice patch where they could get a clear view, and there were WindClanners around it. "How about over there?" She pointed at it. The area was very pretty, even if the air was thick with hatred and tension the moment she walked in.
