February Gathering

[plum]

[OPEN]
The Gathering already seemed so huge, that by the time Elderpaw found herself among the sea of strange faces, the little gray tabby had no idea what she was meant to do. She supposed that she should sit among Clanmates, but it was suddenly just a little bit difficult to discern even her own scent from the numerous others. It didn't matter how outgoing she was, the apprentice just couldn't fathom how many other cats there were. It was indeed, truly an awesome spectacle!

But Elderpaw wouldn't get anywhere just standing in the way with her mouth agape and eyes unfocused. The newly made apprentice pushes herself to move among the throng of other cats, searching for a space to sit or someone to chat with. That seemed to be the right thing to do, after all. It was a pity she didn't have anyone to follow right off the bat, but taking matters into her own paws was easy enough too. It isn't long until she catches sight of the first familiar face of the evening: Coyotesnarl. He was WindClan's own, and that was the only way the young she-cat knew him. He seemed just as lost as she felt. But the apprentice was in a vastly different world than he was, and she didn't want to put her paws where they didn't belong.

She turns her eyes away from her Clanmate and tries to spot anybody closer to her own age. It was worrisome, the idea of spending her first Gathering alone. But even that wasn't the worst that could happen. With a little sigh, the she-cat gives up and sits right where she was- curling her tail around her paws in a stubborn gesture of defeat. With as much going on around her as there was, she couldn't find the energy to thrust herself into it.

[duckie]

[open]

Sootflare followed Lionstar and his clan to the seastones with a hint of reluctance he did his best to suppress. As much as the tom enjoyed supporting his clan, the seastones and beach in general were an unpleasant place through and through. It wasn't the warrior's first meeting and he knew all too well the feeling of a pelt full of sand and salt. Simply breathing in this place was a terrible experience; the air had a bite to it with all the saltspray. All the same, he attended without a single uttered complaint. He settled down with his clan, toward the edge of the crowd where he might have some interaction with the other clans.

[Vessel]

@Slushie

Sunsnow walked into the clearing with a yawn. He shook out his pelt, golden in the moonlight, and went in search of Buckbranch.

He knew he should interact with cats from other clans, but every time he was apart from Buttercup he missed him. It was like a hollow emptiness in his chest, a place that could only be filled by the tortoiseshell tom.

At last, he spotted him. It seemed that he'd just gotten settled in a spot near a clump of bushes. Although it was quite a distance away from the leaders, Sunsnow would follow him anywhere.

He lifted his tail and padded over.

[dino.]

[ @Vessel ]

Buckbranch was, decidedly, totally bored out of his mind.

Normally, he loved Gatherings, and if he was still deputy, he would have gladly taken his place below the leaders and payed attention to what they had to say, and how they did it, because one day he would have to do that to.
But he wasn't deputy, and so he figured he didn't have to pay attention, unless something either interesting or important came up. He settled down near a small patch of raspberry bushes, tail flipping to-and-fro.
Orange fur caught his eye, and he looked over to see Sunshine padding towards him. A flame of nervousness sparked in his chest, though he wasn't entirely sure why. I mean, we made up, right? So... why do I feel like something is going to happen? It was a stupid thought, but he was thinking it anyway. He gave Sunshine a smile, hoping it was convincing enough to cover up the emotions tumbling around in his brain. The last thing he needed was someone else holding his problems on their shoulders. "Hey, Sunshine."

[Vessel]

@Slushie

The tom's smile Sent butterflies flying in Sunsnow's stomach, but it also filled him with a pleasant warmth. Sunshine. I forgot about that!

He smiled back. "Buttercup." He went to touch his nose to his ear, but hesitated.

It's just a friendly gesture, isn't it? But what if he takes it as... something else? What if he only takes it as a 'friendly gesture?' Uh-

Before he could think any more about it, the orange and white tom leaned forwards and instead touched noses with Buckbranch. Almost instantaneously, little sparks danced up and down Sunsnow's body. His pelt warmed and he leaned back, wishing he could stay like that forever but not wanting to seem strange.

"It, uh, sure is cold! I mean, so windy and all... right?"

[Wings]

[ @Starfall ]

Duskpaw looked up as she heard someone talking to her. She got a little annoyed at how he treated her like a kit. Nonetheless, she curled her tail over her paws, a little nervous. She had never really interacted with other clans before. "Kinda, it still feels weird though and I'm Duskpaw by the way." She sent back a friendly smile to the older apprentice and looked down at her paws.

[Terrestrial]

( every cat is open! )
Flamepelt padded into the clearing settling down next to Scarface.
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Scarface sat next to Flamepelt and licked her ear affectionately.
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Blueheart walked toward a small group of ThunderClan cats " hello I'm Blueheart. " she mewed as she settled down in front of them.
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Nightheart followed Twilightheart's scent and settled down " hello Blueheart and Twilightheart how are things in your clans? " she purred.

[Dirtfur]

Dirtfur sat down with the rest of the deputies, except for ShadowClan. What took those frogbreathers so long to get here? The tabby nodded to Birghtsky and Duskfeather, not caring what happened to the last two deputies. Though he took note that it seemed Brightstar -now Brightsky- stepped down while Twilightshine is now leader. It seems the stress crept to into the molly's head. The brown deputy looked empathetically at the WindClan deputy, knowing how much stress can do to you.

[dino.]

[ @Vessel ]

The tortioseshell blinked pale green eyes at Sunsnow as the orange cat leaned forward, and albeit hesitantly he responded with the same gesture. Why do I feel so awkward around him right now? He hasn't done anything, just said hi. Nose bumping is a normal greeting, isn't it? He stilled his tail, smile faltering for an unnoticeable moment before he hurriedly replaced it. Even the nickname felt odd. Granted, Mountaingrowl had started it as a cruel jab, do there was sense in that, but he'd grown used to it. Or so he thought. At that moment he felt terribly conflicted. Why was he so confused? Dammit, Buckbranch, pull it together! Talk to your friend, for stars sake! His fur was warming, as if he were feeling embarrassed, but he couldn't figure out what was causing it. "Uh, yeah, I guess so," he answered after a short moment. "I mean, you've got thicker fur than I do. It's a little chiller for us cats who've got fur as short as mouse hairs!" He pushed past the awkwardness pressing against his lungs, let out a good-natured laugh and nudging Sunsnow with one paw.

[pidgeon]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Icestar trudged along the frozen ground, leading her clan to the seastones. She had a lot to announce at this gathering, including RiverClan's savage actions. Just wait until the entire forest hears how Lionstar left his deputy behind to die, she thought maliciously. She couldn't give two mouse-tails about that frosted creature, but she reveled in the idea of making that golden annoyance look bad.

She flicked her tail to her clanmates, signalling them to enter the clearing. Great, she was the last one to show up. How unfortunate. She shook her irritation aside and climbed upon the seastones to take her place, glancing around for her deputy. @Undertaker

ShadowClan has Arrived