Out with the old - In with the bold
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Boldstar had been lounging up among the roots near the speaking spot. He kept half and eye to the position of the moon as it rose. Gathering night always left him feeling somewhat jittery as he awaited his moment to bring the clan together. And the burning heat of the day simply didn't help matters. Even with the sun gone and the moon rising the heat was clinging.
Finally, he deemed it time and rose to his paws with a stretch. Once the motion had proceeded from forequarter to hind, then through the length of his fluffy tail he gave a shake and made the short jump to the appropriate spot. The bark there was worn smooth from the generations of leaders who did this at least once a moon.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey should gather here, beneath the shade of the Twinwillow!"
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The entire clan.
IC: The meeting to announce who will attend the gathering. OOC: Activity Check
The fresh kill hollow where the speaking spot overlooks it.
Mintpaw had been catching a nap after spending the day catching what prey he could for the clan and the cream tabby tom started awake with a soft snort at his leader's call. Hadn't Cottonbright said something about the Gathering coming up?
With bleary eyes, he shook the moss from his pelt and padded out to join the rest of the clan at the meeting spot. Half-asleep still, he began to give himself a quick bath in an attempt to try and wake himself up. Clan meetings were important after all.
rise from the smoldering pyre of wormwood and weeds
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A lanky ticked tom crouched with his nose buried in herbs, organizing a fresh catch of catnip, its hairy leaves tickling his whiskers as he sorted some out from drying. Willowfrost had been keeping him busy, and at times felt as though he'd blink and the day would be over. There was so much to do in a days work, and for once, Nettlepaw was relieved when he heard Boldstar's call cry across camp.
Pleased enough with the herbs current state, he peered out from the medicine cats burrow, ears tipped forward with interest. Surely it was Gathering night based off the recent moons, and the young tom hurried from the burrows and into the open air, under the shade of the Twinwillow. He carefully lowered himself onto his haunches, blue eyes thoughtful as they twinkled up towards the sky. Surely Gathering night.
Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoa. Pressure that'll tip, tip tip 'till you just go pop, whoa.
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Cottonbright had just returned from a late hunt, pleased that she had found a fat water vole to bring back, of which was hasilty devoured by Otterwhisker, who seemed to prefer especially fresh prey. The large white she-cat was happy to accommodate, purring with pleasure as the older she-cat tucked in and relished the meal. Cottonbright spotted her small apprentice nearby and plopped next to him, her lime eyes blinking with affection before her eyes reached towards the mass of cat that was Boldstar.
What I dream, the day might send. Just around the riverbend.
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With traces of blood dotting her whiskers, the Elder took careful consideration when she washed up after her meal, mewling a appreciative thanks to the warrior who was ever considerate to her desires. Otterwhisker was very much along in her pregnancy, and the subtle rounding of her body had expanded considerably. She had zero doubt in her mind that it was a large litter, confirmed by the medicine cat's suspicions. While she highly doubted she would be invited on this Gathering night, she was no less intrigued as Boldstar rose to the usually occasion of calling the clan together. From nearby the fresh kill pile, her head craned up from her laying, half crouched position, lapping clean her maw and whiskers.
FROM RIVERCLAN:
Cottonbright, ♀ Anxious Warrior
Nettlepaw, ♂ Cynical Medicine Cat's Apprentice
Merrykit, ♀ Contented Kit
Otterwhisker, ♀ Adventurous Elder
FROM THUNDERCLAN:
Brindlepaw, ♀ Selfish Apprentice
Bravesong, ♂ Gracious Elder
Wildcry, ♀ Fierce Elder
FROM WINDCLAN:
Cloudflare, ♂ Suave Warrior
Barleyswipe, ⚧ Ornery Elder
FROM SHADOWCLAN:
Palestar, ♀ Stern Leader
Honeyglow, ♂ Reserved Elder
Murkkit, ♂ Opportunistic Kit
FROM WHITEHART & BEYOND:
Ahryndae, ♀ Princess of Camelot
Lelouch Von Noon, ♂ Marquess of Noon Cattery
Kosmo, ♂ Disturbed Rogue
Thornstrike arrived carrying a fish big enough to've almost made her jaw ache as she got it back to camp. She gladly dropped it onto the fresh-kill pile and found a comfortable spot to sit. Her fur was still wet from the hunt, but that was a blessing in this weather. The tri-color warrior had spent much of her day hunting along the banks of the river. She'd brought back a squirrel earlier, but it hadn't been a very satisfying hunt to her. That fish made up for it.
PCs:
Hollyclaw, Warrior of ShadowClan
Dawnflurry, Deputy of ShadowClan
Mistyleaf, Warrior of ThunderClan
Thornstrike, Warrior of RiverClan
Shadesleek, Warrior of WindClan
Morgan, Royal Scion of Camelot
Duke, Rogue
NPCs:
Hawkfeather, Elder of ShadowClan
Nettlesky, Warrior of RiverClan
Ceridwen, Princess of Camelot
