Fawnbriar wasn't fully sure if she could be considered Fawnstar yet, but either way, she had been visiting the nursery to see how Brightmaple's new litter was doing. Pleased to see everything was going fine and knowing that tonight was the Gathering, she figured that it was tome to call the clan together and announce who was going.
Hopping up onto the Talking Cliff, she took a deep breath and called out to gather the clan together. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Talking Cliff for a Clan meeting!"
Brightmaple had been pleased to see Fawnstar visiting her in the nursery. Oatkit and Heatherkit were tucked into her belly, having themselves a good feed. She knew the little ones would be ravenous at this stage- all kits before they opened their eyes were either sleeping or eating. It wasn't until their eyes opened that they started to become more mobile.
Since she had recently kitted, she knew she wouldn't be invited to go to the Gathering so she merely yawned, nuzzled her new kits and settled back to take a nap. She'd go get something to eat later after the group left for the Gathering.
Oatkit didn't even know there had been a visitor in the nursery. All he knew was his tummy was telling him he was hungry. As he began to suckle, he paddled his little paws into his mother's belly, purring as he filled his empty belly.
Boulderdash had gone hunting for the clan earlier in the day and as the sun reached it's peak in the day and the heat became near unbearable, she had made several trips with several balls of moss to take to the elders and the nursery to make sure the clan's older members remained cool and hydrated. She was just finishing up giving herself a bath and was contemplating taking a short nap before the Gathering when she heard Fawnstar call the clan together to reveal who would be allowed to go this moon.
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It upset Beewhisker that they weren't able to see the newest edition to the clan just yet, especially their maternal cousin, Barleyswipe's kittens, Oatkit and Heatherkit they heard they were called. Beautiful name for surely beautiful kits that they could know had their blood flowing somewhere in their veins, distantly, but kin meant everything to Beewhisker, especially since they had very little left as of recently.
Though that was aside the point of them getting up from where they lay, Fawnbriar had called a meetings, assuming it was for the gathering. Today I surely won't go, I've been to last moon's gathering, the thought nipped at their mind like a teething kit. But it was not their choice of the matter, it was up to Fawnbriar to choose who was going to be going to the gathering.
Though instead of keeping to their thought's on the edge of the clearing, they stood tall on their large paws and padded closer to the talking cliff, steadying their paws and sitting comfortably by themself. Uncharacteristic sure, but if any cat wanted to chat to them, they wouldn't complain to some quiet chatter before Fawnbriar spoke the words on her mind.
Bee's Characters
FROM WINDCLAN
Beewhisker - ⚧ Chirpy Warrior
Sunbear - ♀ Blunt Elder
FROM THUNDERCLAN
Greypebbles - ♂ Quiet Warrior
Robinkit - ♀ Cautious Kit
FROM SHADOWCLAN
Clovershine - ♀ Optimistic Warrior
FROM RIVERCLAN
Goosesong - ♂ Stoic Warrior
Lilyriver - ♀ Independent Elder
OUTSIDERS
Sushi - ♀ Naive Domestic
Duchess ♀ - Friendly Semi-Feral
Love is just a cloudy sky as far as I can see
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Cloudflare had taken a bit of time to doze off in his nest after a long day. A nap would do him good if he were to be called for the gathering later, and he'd need his energy even if he wasn't called and instead was put on guard duty. It was better to be prepared either way. His eyelids fluttered open when he heard Fawnstar's call, as much as a leader as she could be in her position, and he rose to her call. With a small stretch, Cloudflare moved from the warrior's den to an open space, where he promptly peered up at Fawnstar with an expectant look.
If ignorance is bliss, you must be the happiest cat on the planet
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From the depths of the elder's den, an old she-cat stirred from her nest. Sleep hadn't blessed her, for there was much on her mind. Her kits for example. She wanted to see them - wanted to visit Brightmaple before the Gathering attendees were called. In an odd force, for Barleyswipe rarely endeavored to be an active partispant in the calling of Gathering meetings, she was already at the entrance of the den, peering out into the crowd. No sight of Brightmaple. Suckling the little ones, perhaps. Barleyswipe made their way to the nursery, allowing herself a moment before sharing a visit.
The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all
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Heatherkit was only a small, fuzzy lilac and cream ball kneading at her brother's side. She had been called Heatherkit, but she didn't recognize the name her mother had picked for her yet. Her tightly bound eyes and folded ears were a sign of her still young, delicate age, and her growth needed to compound if she were to grow big and strong.
FROM RIVERCLAN:
Cottonbright, ♀ Anxious Warrior
Nettleplume, ♂ Cynical Medicine Cat
Merrypaw, ♀ Steadfast Apprentice
Otterwhisker, ♀ Adventurous Elder
FROM THUNDERCLAN:
Brindlespice, ♀ Selfish Warrior
Bravesong, ♂ Gracious Elder
Leopardrose, ♀ Striving Warrior
Wildcry, ♀ Fierce Elder
FROM WINDCLAN:
Cloudflare, ♂ Suave Warrior
Barleyswipe, ⚧ Ornery Elder
Heatherkit, ♀ Sweet Kit
FROM SHADOWCLAN:
Palestar, ♀ Stern Leader
Honeyglow, ♂ Reserved Elder
Emberdust, ♀ Artless Warrior
Duskpaw, ♂ Opportunistic Apprentice
FROM WHITEHART & BEYOND:
Ahryndae, ♀ Princess of Camelot
Lelouch Von Noon, ♂ Marquess of Noon Cattery
Kosmo, ♂ Disturbed Rogue
Fallkit lay with his paws tucked underneath him, watching the two new tiny fluffballs at Brightmaple's side. Since they'd been born, he'd watched them just do...kit things. Well, he did kit things. They did tiny kit things. Mostly lay around and mewl for milk. The noise became annoying whenever he tried to nap, but he'd been told to leave them be; they didn't understand much yet. His paws itched at the sound of the leader's voice. He knew he still wouldn't be allowed to go, though, frustratingly. He'd grown in the past two moons, and his legs were getting quite springy. Perhaps his new denmates would want to play soon...once their eyes fully opened.
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
They than turned to look at Beewhisker who well didn’t quite look happy or even content but Bayflower decided that they’d check up on her later, she was probably grumpy from the heat if anything or maybe having a bad day.
Looking at Cloudflare, Bayflower watched the tom stretch and walk over. Bayflower always genuinely forgot that Cloudflare was actually six moons younger than themselves. The tom always appeared so wise, so sure of himself, and so sophisticated it stunned him when he remembered that Cloudflare was younger. They also spotted Barleyswime but didn’t say anything.
As Bayflower awaited the arrival of the last few cats their mind drifted back to the nursery once more. Little Fallkit had been really fun to be around, the black feline would definitely bring the little tom a present sometime.
Snapping themselves back into reality for the last time they noticed their clanmate Shadesleek sitting in the shade. It was a bit far from the Talking Cliff in their opinion but they didn’t blame her. They turned back to Fawnbriar.
CHRZ
'I am yet to understand my place in this world, but with you by my side, I know things just might be alright'
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Another moon, another gathering. After hearing Fawnstar's call she bounded over, taking up a position close underneath the talking cliff. She would rather sit with her friends, but sitting closer felt more respectable to the new leader. Last moons gathering, while lacking energy shared some important news, from both RiverClan and WindClan. She hoped this gathering would have some sort of energy to it, along with the other clans only bringing good news. WindClan was yet to have another fatality from the poisoned prey, and she hoped the others would share the same news. Death, no matter who or where or what was a horrible thing that little deserved.
I play...
From WindClan
Aspenberry (F) an affectionate deputy
From ShadowClan
Dazzlepaw (M) a curious apprentice
Flutterdream (F) a friendly medicine cat
Specklenose (NB) a troublesome warrior
Pebbleshine (F) an insecure elder
From ThunderClan
Larchsong (F) a chatty warrior
Coyotepaw (F) an anxious apprentice
From RiverClan
Bloomfire (F) a snarky warrior
Ebonyflare (M) a candid elder
From beyond the clans
Aurelius (M) a self-concerned feral
Potato (M) a laid-back semi-feral
Sarafina (F) a skittish housecat
((OOC for Rowanglade.))
Those who follow blindly will never learn to see the truth. ~Breezewing
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Is it that time already? Another Gathering. Breezewing made his way across the clearing from the warriors den to sit near the base of the Talking Cliff so he could hear what his leader had to say. He was curious to see how Fawnstar would handle everything at the poisoned prey incident.
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Check out my Pokemon
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Windclan Cats
Breezewing: Grouchy Old Warrior
Shadowclan Cats
Echobright: Happy Go Lucky Warrior
Kittypets
Smokey: Energetic Furball
Fawnbriar looked at the clan gathered before her, feeling pleased at the turnout for the Gathering as everyone was no doubt eager to hear if they would be going. "Alongside Aspenberry, Rowanglade, Piperpaw and myself, Windclan will be bringing Bayflower and Breezewing. Cloudflare and Beewhisker, you two will guard camp while we're at the Gathering."
Breezewing dipped his head in acknowledgement of the leaders words. It had been awhile since he had been to a Gathering. He didn't tend to get along with the other clans but for this one night he could at least try. Shaking out his pelt he went to join the cats who had been chosen. Nodding briefly to Piperpaw while raking the Warriors with a scathing glare. Grumbling to himself he sat and waited patiently for the group to move out.
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Check out my Pokemon
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Windclan Cats
Breezewing: Grouchy Old Warrior
Shadowclan Cats
Echobright: Happy Go Lucky Warrior
Kittypets
Smokey: Energetic Furball
Piperpaw stretched out her limbs as the other cats got up to go. She hadn't quite been paying attention to the announcement. Why need to when she knew that she would be going?
She felt... surprise? as Breezewing acknowledged her. In theory Piperpaw knew that she was getting to the end of her training but emotionally she still felt like a little kitten, trying to stay out of the way of other warrior's paws. Regardless, she made sure to nod back at the older cat.
She had nothing to be anxious about. She had helped deliver a healthy litter! She knew what she was doing. Plus, Rowanglade was an excellent mentor. There really was nothing to be concerned about.
Characters:
Coldgaze: (M) Stoic Riverclan Deputy
Gingerthrash: (M) Arrogant Thunderclan Elder
Lawn Gnome: (F) Motherly Semi-Feral Shecat
Piperpaw: (F) Meek Windclan Medicine Cat Apprentice
Redkit: (M) Confident Shadowclan Kit
Sootpaw: (M) Bubbly Shadowclan Apprentice
Sturgeonkit: (M) Sleepy Riverclan Kit
Sunstrike: (F) Anxious Thunderclan Warrior
NPCs:
Quailcall: (F) Fierce Thunderclan Warrior