[WhitesilverQueen]

Originally Posted by Angelique

-->Petuniafire<--

The newly made warrior moved towards seastones, excited for her first ever gathering as a warrior. Every inch of her was excited to finally be able to be at a gathering not as an apprentice but a loyal warrior of her home. Petuniafire looked around before spotting her mother among the crowd. She wanted to be next to her, but something was urging her to talk to someone not her clan. It was always fun to talk to others from the ither clans. Well all but Thunderclan. She had a huge grudge against them even if her clan didn't no more.

They were the cause for her not being able to meet her aunt. Oh how much she wished she had lived. She would have went to them for everything, but that stupid clan took her from her. It was many moons ago, but she wanted to be so much like her. She was respected and loved by many. She wanted that too. Petuniafire sat down, keeping away from the Thunderclan cats even though they would still be able to talk to her.

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Spottedpaw walked up to Petuniafire nervously. "What do I do at a gathering? Why are there so many different scents?" She paused. Featherspirit hadn't given her any training yet. She knew every clan had different scents, but there were so many? Which ones were which clan? She knew Riverclan, but that was it.