the mink vs. the tree- never settled

[Mayflower]

this is not canon in any way! Arie and I have been having too much fun scheming for Minkkit and Cypresskit, so we felt like we just had to do something (again) and thus, the chaotic leaders were born ^^

A large, ebony furred tom proudly led his clan to the Seastones, gait not faltering as he felt the ground beneath his feet shift from dirt to sand and eventually to stone. He climbed the Seastones, deputy at his side, and surveyed his cats proudly. Shadowclan, in all of its glory, sat before him, awaiting the arrival of the other clans. The inferior clans.
Minkstar groaned.
Gatherings were as boring as they were as an apprentice. Blah blah blah, all the other clans suck and Shadowclan is the best, wow look we're totally all together in peace, this is totally great, go home. Blegh. He'd rather just send Crocusmist and let her deal with all of the boring announcement stuff. The tom had no real idea why she was so determined to be deputy. All he made her do was the dirty work, yet she still persisted. If she wasn't the reason the clan hadn't fallen apart, he probably would have replaced her with someone who actually knew how to have fun. BOOOO-RING.
Speaking of the lilac-furred oriental, Minkstar turned to her dramatically.
"Crocusmist, I'm booored."

Sir, you've been here for less than five minutes. Timberstar has already arrived with Thunderclan, and the other two should be on their way soon. It should not be too long of a Gathering, though it seems-"

"All I hear is yadda-yadda-yadda, no Mink you have to stay at this boring gathering and be boring. Why don't we play games here or something? That would make these fun."
Crocusmist's lips quirked up, but she decided not to deign Mink's suggestion with an answer. Rude.
Then another weird blob of dark approached the Seastones, and Minkstar's fur stood on end. Was it... the fiend? The gremlin? The goliath? The dark furred tom knew he would have to interact with them eventually, but his pride and his numerous scars would very much prefer for them to just decide not to show up at all. But he could relax, because it was just Flaxstar and Blizzardass- ahem, Blizzardstrike. His good buddy Flaxstar. Loud, chatterbox Flaxstar, and not... the monster.
Even the thought of them made Minkstar's skin crawl. Timberstar and Honeycall were cool enough, though Timberstar probably didn't like him after the whole pushed-him-off-of-the-Seastones ordeal. Poor guy was just too old to find his pranks funny. He considered Flaxstar a legitimate friend, and he even teamed up with him to prank Blizzardass a while ago. But the monster? They went way back. Way, way back.
Minkstar's cheek began to tingle.
@Arie

[Arie]

-- @Mayflower --

Cypresstar... They liked the name and with their head held high, the young leader led Windclan into the clearing with.... dumbface? They'd in truth forgotten the name... but well it would come to them at some point they assumed. Not like they even were all that useful to them. Cypress ruled their clan with an iron grasp, partially... well mainly to due with the dumb idiot who was surprisingly still standing on the rock at seastones. They'd long ago started to suspect the tom might accidentally fall off the rock and hit their head... and never make their way there. Guess luck was not with them this time round. It would be soon surely. Their brother was one incompetent leader for sure, and shooting a soft smile at their deputy... Crocusmist wasn't it? Somehow named after... their shared mother, they jumped up on the seastones, claws clinking as they walked over to Mink...ass. "Windclan... mingle. Just not with the idiots of Shadowclan," they called down to their clan as they settled on the stone, lifting a paw to wash their face not giving a care in the world to the presence of their supposed brother. Throwing a scowl at both Timberstar and Flaxstar they rolled their eyes at the Riverclan leader. That one was nearly as incompetent as Minkstar... How Mink had even made it this far was a surprise to Cypressstar. Like... how did someone so useless, so incompetent, so filled with idiocy even make it this far in life? Amber eyes finally landing on Minkstar they slowly made their way over to him, despite their dislike for him. Maybe they could give him another scar. Eyes high and looking down at Mink in a demeaning way, the way an older sibling often looked at their younger idiotic sibling, Cypress was not impressed. "Want to get another scar on that rat face of yours Mink, or are you too busy to stare at me? I do not appreciate thank you very much." With that they kept glaring their yellow eyes into Minks. "Hey. Dumb idiot. I'm not afraid of pushing you down this rock. Pa may be down in the elder's den but that doesn't mean I can't... just push you down this rock and... maybe replace you with Crocusmist." Looking down at them, Cypressstar threw them a winning smile. "You would be able to take over for my dearest brother wouldn't you... Yes."

[Mayflower]

Minkstar would have pushed Cypressstar off of the rock if two little things weren't holding him back.
First thing- Crocusmist. She'd probably beat him up instead of his sibling for pushing them off, though the large-framed tom couldn't quite tell why. It wasn't like Cypressstar was nice- those two words didn't even go in a sentence together. But still, the molly was the epitome of professionalism and would not take kindly to the whole push-a-leader-off-of-the-seastones gag. Again. To be fair, Mink was kinda scared of her.
Reason two- Cypressstar. Was. MASSIVE. There was a reason he nicknamed them the Beast, the Monster, the Fiend. Minkstar himself was a large cat, thanks to Mountainmama (and absolutely no thanks to Messedupfa- Brindlejaw whastoeVER), but Cypressstar dwarfed even him. He wasn't sure he could get their fat butt off of the stones.
"All I'm hearing is that you are threatened by how awesome of a leader I am and you wanna get rid of me because you know I'm the literal best."
the dark-furred tom elected to ignore the little bit about getting another scar. He had so many from his cursed sibling that it seemed like tradition. Not a tradition he enjoyed, because it mostly had to do with himself getting injured as Crocusmist does nothing to help him (rude) and Cypressstar's deputy did nothing. What even was their name? Eh. Must not be important. He'd ask Crocusmist later. Mink made an extravagant show of ignoring Cypress to turn towards his clan, barking out an announcement.
"Shadowclan! Mingle, have fun, maybe beat up a Windclan cat, enjoy the Gathering!"
He sure wouldn't. Well, not when having to deal with the terror beside him. Stars, they were massive. Even just by their prescence, Minkstar could feel his fur start to stand on end. His tail thrashed irritably as he took a seat at his spot on the Seastones, side-eyeing his monster of a sibling.
"I don't appreciate you calling me dumb idiot, you big lumpy oaf."
@Arie

[Arie]

-- @Mayflower --

Cypressstar just simply grinned at their brother's command and the russet cat looked over her clan that was just sitting in close, tight groups with their backs turned away from the Shadowclan cats. "Hey! If any of those Shadowclan idiots tries to pull anything, you know what to do. Scar them. Let them remember why we're the strongest clan here," and with that they turned back to Minkstar their green eyes blazing. "I am no big lumpy oaf, as it is not true nor does it stand for what I am. However, there has been multiple instances of you acting like a clueless new born idiot, hence the prefix of dumb, and you are an idiot, based on your multiple failures to actually provide intellectual feedback and correct words. Hence. Dumbidiot." Their logic was irreplaceable and they settled themselves comfortably in their spot happy they'd won this time's confrontation. Not that they doubted Minkidiot would try to start something up again, it was just so very typical of their dearest brother. It was still strange to think they could be related to someone that self-absorbed and arrogant as Mink. It just... didn't make sense to them, but then again Mink had never acted like a brother to Cypress and rather a nemesis more than anything. Deciding to ignore Mink for a moment, knowing that them not reacting to his taunts pissed him more off than anything they could do and say. "You're not looking too good there brother, maybe you should take a trip into the sea? And maybe attach some stones to yourself so you go ahead and drown. That sounds good doesn't it? Or... I can take one of those lives of yours and give you... your 99th scar? I think MamaMountain would appreciate having one less kit to take care of, considering she's technically the one ruling your clan along with Crocusmist."