Full-Moon Gatherings/Roleplay

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Echostar glanced up at the sky and noticed the moon was almost at it's peak. *The other Clans had better show up soon,*she thought ruefully, glancing to her left and seeing her Clan chatting about daily hunting patrols and other things. Echostar nodded to Wolfstorm who joined her up in the maple tree's branches, Echostar in the third highest branch and Wolfstorm on one other few branches down. She nodded to the deputy.

No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:27, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Palmpaw scuttled around, excitedly awaiting the arrival of the other Clans. She was careful to not be too hard on her leg, keeping it hovering over the ground. She actually felt better knowing that Firepoppy wasn't around. *I want some cool and daring friends. I don't mind breaking the warrior code for them. If that's even a thing anymore.* --- Burnfeather sat near the base of the big maple, examining his claws in the bright moonlight.

Ravenstar led AshClan into the clearing, keeping her head and tail held high. She went right for the maple tree where Echostar was and climbed up, looking more like a squirrel than a cat and sat a few branches below SunClan leader. "Hello, Echostar," she greeted, brightly.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:46, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Hello, Ravenstar," Echostar greeted coolly, her tail rising and falling as the wind picked up and settled down. "Have you seen any of the other Clans?" (speaking of that what about FrostClan? Holly's been a bit inactive with Splashstar)
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:49, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Galaxystorm's entire frame quivered with excitement. Yes, she wanted to see Raccoontail again and have a fun little chat, but she also...well, just straight-up loved Gatherings. Social events could be fun, even if she was somewhat shy! She just had her fingers crossed for no fights.

Orchidbloom felt awkward. Her first Gathering as a warrior...pretty important, even if she was running on a wink of sleep. The anxiousness kept her going. Shewas without Thunderblaze AND Creekfrost! She spotted Shadowstorm in the distance. She heard he was pretty fun.Silverstar  00:58, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

(we can leave her a message. if she doesn't answer, we could have Wolfclaw lead them because Splash was ill or something) "Not yet!" Ravenstar answered cheerfully, nearly flying out of the tree when a heavy gust of wind blew into her. "I think I scented SoulClan when we were padding in."

Raccoontail weaved away from his Clanmates and searched the SunClan cats for a black pelt that looked like the midnight sky. What if Galaxystorm hadn't come to this Gathering?

Ripplesky padded over to join the medicine cats, casting Echostar a swift glance, his pelt growing warm. He stopped next to Snowleaf and Hawkpool. He dipped his head to the SunClan medicine cat apprentice. "Congratulations on your name, Hawkpool."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:02, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Echostar glanced away hurriedly as she and Ripplesky's eyes met, afraid her love for him would resurface and she wasn't keen on every single Clan cat finding out. "Well, at least they're coming," she told Ravenstar with a forced smile. -

"Oh, thanks Ripplesky!" Hawkpool murmured, her gaze still fixed on the coming of the AshClan cats. *I hope SoulClan comes soon,* she thought, pleading to StarClan a little. -

Oakpaw sat by Lavenderpaw underneath the maple tree, grooming each other's pelts. He felt eyes on his back but he ignored them. Cats could think what they wanted, but Shinepaw... He thrust thoughts of her from his mind. *I can't break down again, not here.* -

Twilightpaw somehow knew Talonfang wasn't coming, so she settled down on her own, gaze trained on Raccoontail, who seemed to be searching for something, no, some*one*. -

Needleclaw tried to look away from Raccoontail and meet Tallfang's gaze, but grief swamped over her instead. Raccoontail and her hadn't talked for two days and she was worried she was loosing her best friend.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:09, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

The dappled warrior eagerly weaved between cats, sending strange faces a bashful and apologetic glance, while cheerfully greeting familiar faces. Those two SoulClan cats weren't there...Talonfang and Creek-guy. Galaxystorm desperately searched for Raccoontail, only to hit something fuzzy.Silverstar  01:14, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Stormpaw and Whitepaw ran up to the front of the line of SoulClan cats, next to Larchstar. "Are we almost there?" Stormpaw asked the leader impatiently. He noticed they were at the bottom of a small hill.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:24, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Yes, we are," Larchstar replied. Whitepaw murmured to Stormpaw. "I hope there's a fight that'd be awesome." Larchstar then led the SoulClan cats into the clearing, padding toward the maple and climbing into its branches, settling beside Ravenstar, who gave him a wide grin. "Hello, Ravenstar, Echostar," he greeted, not looking at Echostar. He was still tense with SunClan, after they decided to attack SoulClan's camp.

Lavenderpaw licked Oakpaw's pelt, enjoying the warmth from his pelt and feeling a little spark in her chest. "How do you like the Gathering so far?" she asked.

Rainwisp parted away from his Clanmates and trekked over to the medicine cats, his heart fluttering when he saw Hawkpool. She honestly looked really pretty in the moonlight.

"Galaxystorm!" Raccoontail exclaimed when he spotted her pelt, right next to him. He sort of just stared at her, smiling, not knowing what to do now.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:26, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Idiot! She had been so focused on finding him that she didn't realize he was right in front of her *nose*! Galaxystorm stepped back as she grew hot with embarrassment, before she returned his warm grin, followed by a small chuckle. "Still smelly, I can tell. Surprised I couldn't smell you half way across from the Gathering area!" She didn't mean to be rude...Galaxystorm just wasn't the greatest at humor, she supposed.Silverstar  01:29, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkpool felt her heart skip maybe four beats before her chest tightened as Rainwisp came into view. The moonlight bounced off her pelt as she moved forward to greet him, thinking, *he's so handsome tonight...* "Hello," she breathed, brushing her muzzle softly against his cheek. -

Oakpaw felt Lavenderpaw's pelt go hot as he replied, "I'm happy there's no fighting yet." -

Echostar eyed Larchstar coldly, before saying roughly, "how were your travels?" She glanced quickly towards Ripplesky and caught him staring at her and she stared back, knowing that the love in her eyes was clear and bright. *Stay safe tonight, my love.*
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:33, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Hey, rude," Raccoontail playfully batted her shoulder, feeling at ease. It was a Gathering after all, a time where you were allowed to be friends. "You stink too, but I'm not complaining about it."

Rainwisp gave Hawkpool a small grin, sitting down beside her and Ripplesky. "How have things been in SunClan?" he asked, voice little more than a whisper.

Ripplesky met Echostar's gaze and nodded back, hoping his eyes were just as loving as hers. *You stay safe too.* Then he turned away quickly, aware that other cats were around. He didn't want them to find out about his relationship with Echostar.

"I am not a good fighter," Lavenderpaw admitted, smoothing her ruffled blue gray pelt, turned into a stone color from the moonlight. "So I'm glad it's peaceful." An image of claws slashing pelts and blood spattering the ground took her her vision and she shuddered, nearly falling.

"Fine," Larchstar answered, shortly. He debated on whether mentioning the attack in his report. *It could cause unneeded conflict.*
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:53, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

The compact galaxy-patterned warrior gave Raccoontail a playful shove with her shoulder. "Thanks for that, then." She replied with a small twitch of her whiskers out of her amusement. She wondered how things were for him back in his Clan. Did he have a family? One that he actually *knew* about? Galaxystorm shuffled her paws nervously. "I've gotta admit, I've been hoping to chat with you again. You were fun to talk to, and actually nice to me."

Shadowstorm awkwardly stumbled through the crowds. He was one of those ridiculously tall and intimidating cats, although goofy on his paws. As a young warrior, he was still adjusting to his full-grown size. He roughly bumped against strangers, receiving dirty looks and silent hisses, while mumbling 'sorry, sorry' over and over to them. It was then that Shadowstorm felt a pang of grief. *I wish Ace was still here...he'd talk to me and wouldn't act like I was a big fool.*

Pantherfang stood tall among his clanmates, the handsome tom's fur well-groomed in hopes to impress others. That, and he was in a good mood because, for one, his Dark Forest training had gone well, and for two, his irritating other-twin-sister wasn't there. Crowsong was too wrapped up in her...'life'. Pantherfang, with his chest puffed out proudly, strutted among the Clancats.Silverstar  01:58, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Better," Hawkpool told Rainwisp is a whisper-voice, accidently stumbling into him. She felt her pelt go hot and she stepped away, her hart racing. "Sorry!" She mumbled, although she couldn't help but love the feeling of his fur against her's. -

Oakpaw flashed forward and caught Lavenderpaw, aware there muzzle's were almost touching, he helped her steady herself before nestling back down, suddenly awkward as he asked, "are you okay?"
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:04, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Raccoontail felt a thrill of relief run through his pelt, one because he had been feeling guilty about this all day, and two, the fact someone was thinking about him was weird and cool. "R-really? I've actually been hoping to talk to you again too, since our first meeting... You're so different from my Clanmates."

Palmpaw tried going up to the other apprentices but scampered away, suddenly too shy to talk to them. Some cats gave her some weird looks. She was almost ready to be made a warrior, but she was still young, but it looked like she had faced a lifetime of battles. Her eye was scarred and blind, her pelt was also covered in battle-scars, and she had a weird looking leg hovering off of the ground. *I probably look scary.*

"It's okay," Rainwisp mewed, but his heart skipped a beat when her pelt brushed his. He sort of wished they could sit close together. He felt Ripplesky give them a sidelong glance.

"Y-yes," Lavenderpaw stuttered, lying down with her head resting on his paw. "I saw something."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:13, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"I think we all like to have a little relief from our Clanmates." Galaxystorm admitted. It was true for her: the rough 'n tough SunClan cats scared her. She never understood as to why she stuck around, she had no friends and no family there. And she *really* didn't fit in. Yet, in the corner of her mind, she knew just why she stuck around...

...after all, her begging cries for *him* to return always stuck in her mind. That was probably why she still stuck around in SunClan, hoping her father would one day return, safe from harm and...sane. Maybe Galaxystorm was just in over her head. He could be dead, for all she knew. But she liked being hopeful. "So, how're things in AshClan?"Silverstar  02:26, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Oakpaw licked Lavenderpaw's ears affectionately and said to his friend, "it was just a daydream. I'm sure, since I've had quite a few in my days." -

Hawkpool caught Ripplesky's eye and saw a glint of understanding in his eyes, before she turned away, wondering how Ripplesky could understand what was going through her's and Rainwisp's minds. -

"Hey, you!" Stormpaw called racing over to the she-cat, who seemed little older than him and Whitepaw. "Are you okay?" He asked her, suddenly worried when he recognised her. "You're Palmpaw, aren't you? Wanna come sit with me and Whitepaw? Oh and," he glanced around for a bit. "Is Ravenpaw here, by any chance?" He made sure not to sound hopeful and made his voice sound flat when he said the she-cat's name.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:53, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"That's true," Raccoontail meowed. He didn't feel like his Clanmates trusted him too much, but it never really bothered him. He shrugged. "Things in AshClan are... fine. Normal, I guess," he admitted. Nothing seemed very interesting lately, besides the fact he had an apprentice. He didn't really pay much attention to gossip and drama in the Clan, so he wasn't exactly sure how things were. All he knew was his Clanmates were pretty ticked off about Ravenstar not starting up any battles. *Which I believe is wiser, anyway.* "How about in SunClan? It must be very different from AshClan." He couldn't imagine living on that desert like moor.

Palmpaw bristled when the two younger apprentices came over, but she relaxed soon after. Perhaps this would be her chance to make more friends. "I'm fine," she tossed her head proudly. "Yep, I'm Palmpaw. You're Stormpaw and Whitepaw?" she asked, squinting at them, then nodded. "I think Ravenpaw came, not completely sure."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 04:45, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Echostar glanced up at the moon, which was at it's peak in the clear sky. "FrostClan is seemingly not going to show up," she told the other Clan leaders coldly. Echostar and Splashstar didn't really get along. "I say we begin the gathering before the moon goes down."
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 05:20, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenstar lashed her tail to stay balanced as the wind rammed into her. "I think we should wait a little longer," she meowed, loudly over the gust. This was only her second Gathering as leader, so she didn't know if she had a say in it. Maybe the oldest leader got to decide these things. Well, even if that was the case, she wasn't afraid of speaking her mind. She hoped FrostClan would make it, but if it was getting to late, then they didn't have much choice then to start without them. Ravenstar yelped when she lost balance and fell from her perch beside Larchstar, falling to a few branches below. "I'm okay!" she yowled up to Larchstar's concerned face.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 17:39, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Echostar shrugged. "Of course, it would be wise-" she was cut off when Ravenstar fell and she leaped down to check on the tiny leader. She wouldn't offer to help, no, it would make Ravenstar look weak, but she would oversee it all, make sure nothing went bad. -

Stormpaw gave Palmpaw a grin and gestured with his tail for them all to sit. "How is it in SunClan?" He asked brightly, tossing his handsome head up a little, knowing he would catch quite a few she-cats' eyes.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:37, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm all right," Ravenstar repeated, climbing up onto a higher branch, keeping herself low to avoid falling again. Her heart thundered and she felt hot with embarrassment.

Whitepaw huddled next to Stormpaw staring at the wicked scars on Palmpaw. *Man, she must be really stupid and brave.* --- Palmpaw sat awkwardly next to them. "Uh, it's fine," she replied, ruefully thinking about how Speckleflame had died in a battle between their Clans recently. *It's not their fault though. They were defending themselves. Echostar is the one to blame, with her mouse-brained ideas.* She decided it was smart to not mention her father to them. "I broke my leg, so that sucks, I guess," she mewed, nodded at her leg, which was sticking out in an odd angle. "What about SoulClan?" she asked, shifting. "Will you be warriors soon?"
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 22:50, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

"Boring, as usual." Galaxystorm responded with a heavy sigh. She had been hoping Raccoontail had something interesting share, although she supposed no news was good news. Battles were bad...Oh, right! Battle! "Although there was a fight, with SoulClan. I didn't join in...I don't like battles." She murmjred under her breath so only the warrior could hear. Didn't want to go starting anything.

He hated Gatherings. Always reminded him of *her*, because they were linked to Starclan. Tallfang stuck to the edge of the crowd, squeezing along the edge as if the area was full to the brim, which it definitely wasn't. The red warrior even had a sickened expression.Silverstar  00:48, December 6, 2017 (UTC)

Wolfstorm sat at the roots of the tree, along with the other deputies. She wondered why FrostClan wasn't here. Sure, she could do without Wolfclaw, the sharp-tongued deputy of FrostClan, but most of the other cats were nice. The auburn deputy spotted her daughter chatting with some AshClan cats. Deciding not to embarrass Ravenpaw, she fixed her gaze on the leaders on the tree once more. *Maybe I can chat with the other deputies?* She never really talked to the deputies before, only cats from AshClan and FrostClan. She spotted Sandynose, but she forgot what Clan he was from. "Um, hey," she said, padding over to him.

Ravenpaw was sitting next to Smokepaw, a tom she had seen in earlier Gatherings. He was a bit rude, and a bit too sarcastic for her taste, but they got along pretty nicely, and didn't seem like an idiot, like some of the other cats in her Clan. Smokepaw had already introduced her to some of his friends: Oakpaw, Twilightpaw, and Jadewhisker. Although Jadewhisker was rarely nice, she was pretty straightforward and really nice to hang out with. "Don't really have any friends," she replied when Smokepaw asked her about her friends. "I mean, there's Palmpaw, but she's not really my type. Actually, Brokenfoot and Galaxystorm are pretty nice. And I have a decent relationship with Wolfstorm . . . ish."

Smokepaw was confused. He'd never really understood "romance." It was a foreign concept to him, like SunClan's aggressive nature, or why Splashstar . . . never mind. "You mean, you . . . like her? Like, like like her." *Stupid me! Now I'm rambling!*

"No, mousebrain. She's my mother!" Suddenly she spotted *him* tossing his head ever so arrogantly. "Ugh," she muttered. When the tom beside her gave her a look, she explained to the apprentice, "That's Stormpaw of SoulClan. He's so full of himself!" Stabbing her paws into the dirt, she growled, "And I think he has a crush on me. Ew." Smokepaw couldn't help but touch a tail comfortingly on her spine. He sympathized. Luckily, the cream she-cat did not bite him or decapitate him. That was good. He had so much to learn, and having no head was going to make that pretty hard. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 01:03, December 6, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh," Raccoontail frowned. "Is everything all right in the Clan? How did it start?" He lowered his voice a little as he added. "Actually, AshClan is getting pretty annoyed with Ravenstar. She'd rather pick flowers than plan battles. The Clans getting edgy." Hopefully the Clan didn't just one day decide to ignore Ravenstar and go start a fight with a neighbor.

Lavenderpaw stood up, recovered from her "daydream-nightmare thing". She looked at Oakpaw with a tiny smile. "We could speak to some other cats. Perhaps we can do play battles."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:32, December 6, 2017 (UTC)

Sandynose stood tall, her eyes narrowing as Wolfstorm, the deputy of SunClan hurried over to him with a greeting. "Hello," he replied calmly, grinning a little. "I heard about Speckleflame and I am terribly sorry for your loss." -

Stormpaw knew he had caught Ravenpaw's eye as soon as he tossed his head, but he replied to Palmpaw excitedly, "hopefully. I reckon we'll be warriors in the next few sunrises." It was a bold claim, but Stormpaw couldn't help but hope. -

Twilightpaw sat with Smokepaw, her eyes trained in her paws. Ravenpaw seemed nice enough, but she was more interested in other matters. -

Oakpaw gestured with her tail over to where Smokepaw, a SunClan apprentice and Twilightpaw were. "Let's go join them."
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:33, December 6, 2017 (UTC)

Galaxystorm shook her head slowly. It felt as if all of her memories of the battle had slipped from her mind moons ago. "I'm not sure as to how it started, really....someone probably trespassed. I prefer to keep my nose clean of all that conflict." She fluffed up her fur. Not because she was chilly, rather because she was frustrated with the Clans. Why was it so hard for them to get along? Just look at her and Raccoontail! "Really? I'd *die* of joy if my leader was out flower-picking instead of picking fights! That's how innocent lives die." Galaxystorm shifted. "Clans are starting to suck."

Shadowstorm looked over his shoulder, spotting Tallfang awkwardly squirming away from the crowd. Aww, he looked liked an awkward adolescent! He could really humiliate the ruddy warrior right now, get back at him for calling him a big sofie...but Shadowstorm wasn't that cruel. "Aw, c'mon Tallfang, join the fun! Socialization won't kill you!"

"If I came down there, it'd be to rip your throat out." Tallfang glared at the smoke warrior as he muttered those bitter words under his breath, skulking away from the chattering clan cats.Silverstar  03:37, December 6, 2017 (UTC)

Needleclaw felt her heart drop when she heard Raccoontail say to Galaxystorm, 'none of my Clanmates are like you'. *Has he forgotten we're best friends?* She glanced over her shoulder and saw Sandynose and Wolfstorm talking. Awkward. Hadn't SunClan and SoulClan just had a battle? She padded over to them, saying in her emotionless voice, "hello."
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 03:56, December 6, 2017 (UTC)

"That's nice," Palmpaw murmured, bored, white Whitepaw studied her claws in the moonlight. "I probably won't be a warrior for awhile." *Even though I'm older, and probably more deserving of the honor than you,* she thought, bitterly, then scolded herself for being so rude, but why did it matter if they couldn't hear her?

Lavenderpaw gave Oakpaw a curt nod and the two made their way over to the other apprentices. Shyness made the bluish gray apprentice keep her mouth firmly shut and her paws shuffle at bit. She wanted to talk to cats, but it felt sort of weird.

"It's in our nature to fight," Raccoontail pointed out, then added. "But I hope things could change. Maybe that's why StarClan chose Ravenstar to be our leader. There are a few kind Clanmates," his thoughts strayed to his leader, Shadowstorm, and Needleclaw. "... but most of them are pricklier than hedgehogs. It'd be a relief for them to relax for a moment."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 05:11, December 6, 2017 (UTC)

(when SunClan gets home from the gathering do you want me to get Echostar to make Palmpaw and Ravenpaw warriors??) Twilightpaw bristled a little as her brother came over, Lavenderpaw following. She was still angry with him for almost flattening her that day when Yewcloud and Oakpaw found her arguing with Raccoontail. *So what? They can think what they please. I don't even talk to Raccoontail! And I'm still suspicious about that she-cat...* She flicked her tail and bared her teeth a little at Oakpaw, who stuck his tongue out at her. -

Stormpaw could see that look in Palmpaw's eyes that plainly said she was annoyed at not being a warrior yet, *and* she was bored. He could see that Whitepaw was a little impatient for the gathering to start, so he asked Palmpaw, "any idea when FrostClan's gonna show up?"
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:03, December 7, 2017 (UTC)

(that sounds like a good idea) Lavenderpaw felt a little intimidated by Twilightpaw's bared teeth, so she did her best to look proud, while hiding behind Oakpaw. "Hello," she greeted the other apprentices, shyly.

Palmpaw shrugged. "I'm not a FrostClan cat, so how would I know? I can't read minds or see the future." She paused, squinting with a thoughtful expression. "I feel like I am being rude." Whitepaw rolled her eyes, muttering, "Which isn't a surprise for a SunClan cat."

Since nothing exciting was going on, besides almost flying out of a tree, Ravenstar hopped down from the big maple, landing with a light thud on the ground. She loved talking to other cats, so why not make some friends? As she watched the hill, she began to feel overwhelmed by so man pelts. She didn't even know who was who, or who to talk to. *I was only an apprentice a few moons ago! I don't know that many cats still,* she realized.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:48, December 7, 2017 (UTC)

"I suppose all we can do at this point is home for the best." Galaxystorm agreed with a small sigh. She felt a twinge of hope within her chest that Raccoontail was right, that StarClan selected Ravenstar for a reign of peace. But with so many other fractious clan leaders, would it be possible? Could only *one* passive leader stop all the Clans from going to war? Her eyes slid over to Shadowstorm, who had been shouting at Tallfang. She twitched her whiskers in amusement. "Seems that Shadowstorm's trying to even the score with Tallfang while he has his chance."Silverstar  00:15, December 8, 2017 (UTC)

Raccoontail let out a snort of laughter. "Tallfang will probably shred him." His eyes zipped around the clearing, curiously wondering if there'd be any fights. *I wonder if Ravenstar will announce to us she's not planning any battles soon. It's obvious at this point.* "Do you have any family?" he asked Galaxystorm eventually.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 00:35, December 8, 2017 (UTC)

"Yeah," Wolfstorm sighed, trying not to think of the tom. She didn't mention how Speckleflame was one of her best friends, or how he was so happy when his daughter was born. "So how are things in your Clan?" she asked, then inched away, but it wasn't noticeable. *I'm such a bee-brain. Sandynose is from SoulClan!*

Ravenpaw quickly averted her eyes. "Stormpaw is such an arrogant brat." Smokepaw, not wanting to disagree, nodded. "Should I go talk to him?"

Smokepaw wrapped his tail around him, then murmured. "Dunno, your choice, not mine." Ravenpaw shook her head. "Think FrostClan's gonna show up." The gray tom laughed. "You should be surprised that us AshClan cats are here. My mother has told me that AshClan usually never shows up to Gatherings. But for FrostClan to not show up . . . now that's a surprise. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 00:48, December 8, 2017 (UTC)

"We have recovered well from the battle," Sandynose answered calmly, noticing Wolfstorm backing up. He was a little odd, Sandynose, because he noticed *everything*. "There is no need for our Clans' rivalries to resurface here, Wolfstorm. After all, the Gathering is a peaceful time." He flicked his tail at Needleclaw, who dipped her head to him respectfully. He and the AshClan deputy were on okay terms, therefore he had no problem giving her a grin. -

Needleclaw grinned back at the SoulClan deputy, her previously bristling fur settling down. She and Sandynose had known each other since they were apprentices, but she immediately gestured for Wolfstorm to join them, seeing as AshClan and SunClan had not battled for seasons. She felt sorry for Wolfstorm and Sandynose having to be held under the truce, because she didn't know if she could handle it, being friendly with a rival. -

Stormpaw felt his attention wavering from Palmpaw as he saw Ravenpaw and Smokepaw talking, gesturing at where he was. *I've definitely caught their eyes!* He smirked playfully and reentered the conversation, asking Palmpaw, "how is your mother? I've heard about her new kits! I'm certain that if I had kits of my own, I'd only be able to last through one litter!" He chuckled, his eyes gleaming in the darkness. -

Hawkpool noticed she and Rainwisp were sitting close and she felt her pelt go hot. "Um, when are FrostClan gonna show? I don't mean to sound impatient, but Splashstar *has* to show. I hope she's not ill..." She trailed off, actually shuddering. Hawkpool had problems with battle, therefore she worried for each and every sick or injured cat, no matter the Clan. And leaders were top of her priority.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 07:26, December 8, 2017 (UTC)

Palmpaw glared at Stormpaw, but spoke with a friendly edge to her voice. "Oh yeah. She had another litter of two," she wrinkled her nose at the thought of her stinky siblings, annoying siblings. "I think she'd have five more litters, if she could," she meowed, careful not to say *If Speckleflame were still alive.* Palmpaw a spark of jealousy tickled down her spine when he kept looking at Ravenpaw. What was so great about her anyway? She glanced at Whitepaw, who was ignoring Palmpaw completely, digging a hole in the ground and mounding up the earth she dug up to build a mini mountain.

Rainwisp shifted, looking up at the moon, feeling a tingle of worry in his pads. Had FrostClan been attacked by coyotes? Or were they having an outbreak of greencough? He remained relaxed though, mewing. "They must be busy, or running late. I don't think our leaders should put off the meeting any longer."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 15:23, December 8, 2017 (UTC)

(me and patch decided for me to lead frostclan for the gatherings in place of Splashstar since I am the deputy) Wolfclaw led the Clan into the gathering place. "Sorry we are late. We had some, um, difficulties with the leader and I, Wolfclaw, deputy of FrostClan will be here in place of Splashstar."
*Finally, we're at the Gathering*, Duskpool thought.

--***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 13:20, December 9, 2017 (UTC)

Wolfstorm nodded, rejoining them and noticed a tom leading a bunch of new cats. "Is that Wolfclaw?" she asked. Then she shrugged. "Oh well, at least the Gathering can start." She looked up as the leaders took their place on the tree. The auburn she-cat reached over and whispered to Needleclaw, "You think anything's going on in FrostClan?" then returned to her place and listened once more. -

Smokepaw looked up from where he was with Ravenpaw and motioned for her to be still, for the Gathering would start very soon. Still Ravenpaw whispered, "If I have time I'm gonna confront that stuck-up excuse for a tom," then turned to glare at Stormpaw. Smokepaw sighed and turned to look at the leaders. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 16:55, December 9, 2017 (UTC)

Galepaw felt disconnected. She walked after her Clan deputy with a small, anxious frown on her features, longing for her brother to be by her side. Raptorpaw decided not to go, so he could plot for his 'big bee blowout', leaving the shy Galepaw to attend the Gathering on her own. They never split up like this! They'd always gone to the Gatherings together...

Galaxystorm shifted a little. "Well, everyone has a family..." She began with a small frown, her pale gaze darting to her paws. "I can only kinda remember my father, and how my siblings looked. My father was trying to kill us, and my siblings escaped, but I didn't. But...he showed me mercy, and took me to SunClan before leaving me." The mere thought of the memories brought a pang of agony to her heart. Galaxystorm missed her family, even if she couldn't fully recall them.Silverstar  17:08, December 9, 2017 (UTC)

Echostar raised her head and yowled to the night sky, "quiet! The Gathering is beginning! We might have some time afterwards to continue you're... conversations." She gestured at Larchstar, the oldest leader. "Do you wish to start with your report first?" -

Needleclaw snorted quietly and replied to Wolfstorm, "I think so, maybe something's up with Splashstar because she is clearly not showing up."
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:10, December 9, 2017 (UTC)

"Nothing is wrong with her," Wolfclaw insisted.

--***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 21:33, December 9, 2017 (UTC)

Needleclaw glared at the FrostClan deputy, her bold gaze meeting his and not flinching away. "*You* should be up in that tree, seeing as you are representing FrostClan."
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:15, December 10, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenstar gave Wolfclaw a friendly pat on the back with her tail. "Hello, Wolfclaw. Yes, we should both go up with the other leaders. I hope Splashstar is okay," the tiny black she-cat rambled, while hopping from branch to branch, higher up to Echostar and Larchstar, bracing herself for the wind.

Raccoontail didn't know what to say once Galaxystorm had finished, just stared at her for a moment, then he realized that was probably not the best thing to do and said, "Oh... wow. That's terrible.." he was tempted to ask who her father was and why he killed her mother, but he thought that might be a little too much to ask. "I had a rogue as my father, my mother died when I was born. I had a sister, but... uh... she died soon after." How she died, he didn't know. The dumb queens had decided he, a tiny kitten with his eyes not even open, had killed her, even though she was probably just sick, like his mother had been. Raccoontail cringed t the thought, shoving it to the back on his head.

Larchstar gave Echostar a cold look, then a swift nod. He stood up straight on his branch and spoke loud and clear. "All has been well in SoulClan... well, for the most part," he gave Echostar a scowl, then continued. "My deputy, Sandynose and his mate Wishfoot have had their first litter of kits, Rowankit, Silverkit and Jaykit." He paused while the Clans congratulated the new parents, then went on. "We have five new warriors; Talonfang, Creekfrost, Thunderblaze, Orchidbloom, and Violetpetal."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:03, December 10, 2017 (UTC)

"I'm sorry to hear that." Galaxystorm replied to Raccoontail quietly, paying little mind to the Gathering although still remaining polite to the speaking leaders by speaking in a low voice. She knew it would be the same-old-same-old with what the leaders spoke about, but something got her attention in Larchstar's announcement. 'Creekfrost'...'Talonfang'... Huh.Silverstar  03:03, December 10, 2017 (UTC)

"Whatever," Wolfclaw growled to Needleclaw as he jumped up onto the tree. He turned toward Ravenstar and dipped his head.

--***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 13:23, December 10, 2017 (UTC)

Larchstar waited until the cats below stopped congratulating the new warriors, anger driving out every other emotion. "Also," he tossed his head to glare at Echostar. "SunClan attacked our camp, in the middle of the night, for no reason whatsoever." It wasn't wise, and he realized that right after he spat out the words.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 19:55, December 10, 2017 (UTC)

At that point, Wolfstorm couldn't stand it. Didn't he realize how much they regretted it? Didn't he realize their loss? In an act of impulsiveness she jumped onto the trunk, scrabbling up the tree. Her fur bushed up around her as she stalked towards Larchstar. "You *IDIOT*!" the deputy screeched. "I don't care if I get in trouble, but you do *not* say such things so lightly!" Wolfstorm's fluffy tail swished behind her. "Do you not realize how much we regret that decision? Do you not know our painful consequence for doing something so stupid?" She let out a yowl of outrage. "Larchstar, and everyone, hear me!" She turned around. "I can't believe we did something so—freaking—stupid!" Glaring at Echostar, she continued. "I lost a friend that day, thanks to one of your warriors, Larchstar! And our deputy died in that battle! But for that loss, that friend of mine . . ." Her growl grew in volume. "You killed a father! A mate! Someone beloved to SunClan! And you say that it was for no reason?" She spat at the SoulClan leader. "You are very, very unwise, Larchstar. Very unwise." With that, she jumped down the tree, returning to her place full of anger.-

All this time Ravenpaw was looking up at her mother in a mixture of fear and awe. How Wolfstorm could be so mouse-brained, yet be so confident the cream she-cat was not sure of. She reached over and whimpered, "What in the name of StarClan is she doing? She'll get in huge trouble!" Smokepaw shook his head with his mouth wide open. He wondered what he looked like, and decided that he looked like a major idiot. forget *honesty*~~i wanna see you be BRAVE 01:32, December 11, 2017 (UTC)

At Wolfstorm's explosive outrage, Galaxystorm's eyes grew wide with terror. Dear StarClan! They were from the same Clan -- sure, sure-- but Wolfstorm's response wasn't wise, either. No, Larchstar's actions weren't either, but responding to it so...aggressively wouldn't help with the tension. Maybe that was just Galaxystorm's thoughts, after all, she was the weak, pitiful, and peaceful SunClan warrior. But still, Wolfstorm was deputy, she represented the Clan!

Galaxystorm leaned away, pressing herself up against Raccoontail and somewhat forgetting that he was there. She didn't push herself up against him out of affection or anything-- it was out of pure and total terror. She was kind of trying to climb over him and get away from everyone until she realized she was making a fool out of herself. It was then that Galaxystorm grew hot with embarrassment for being such a coward, and settled back down in her spot.Silverstar  01:52, December 11, 2017 (UTC)

Anger and outrage boiled inside Larchstar and it took all of his control to not swipe Wolfstorm in the face. "We were defending ourselves from *you!* No one would never have died if it wasn't for SunClan, and don't you *dare* blame me for one of your cats deaths. My warriors were doing their job, protecting their Clan! We nearly lost Sandynose and Embersong, Your warriors attacked our *kits*! ," he recalled Firepoppy attacking Evergreenpaw. His blood is on *your* paws!" he snarled, then turned furiously to Echostar. "All I want is an answer. Why did you attack us? So violently?"

Raccoontail snapped his head to watch Larchstar, then Wolfstorm go off on him. He squirmed uneasily and fear wormed in his belly. He didn't notice Galaxystorm practically climbing over him until she sat back down. He patted her lightly with his tail, trying to reassure her. "It's okay, I think most Gatherings have some very, um, bad arguments."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:03, December 11, 2017 (UTC)

Echostar glanced downwards and glared at her deputy, her own fury resurfacing fast at Larchstar glared at her with an icy gaze. "We had to defend our territory that my warriors had scented your warriors on." She closed her eyes, knowing that however many times she apologized, this scar would run deep all throughout her's and Larchstar's leaderships together. -

Hawkpool flinched and whimpered as Larchstar proclaimed against SunClan and she started mewing in distress. She had always hated fights at gatherings. She knew she was trembling, but she flinched again at Echostar's statement. She laid down and tried to block out the argument. -

Sandynose let a calm sweep over him as he silently leaped up into the tree, Needleclaw watching him carefully, in case of a fall. He slithered his way around the bristling leaders and he stepped on to the highest branch in the tree, before yowling, "SILENCE!!" He watched carefully as the gathering below him fell silent. "Thank you," he meowed calmly. "SunClan and SoulClan did battle, yes, but this was in the past. I thank all of you for thinking you are supporting each Clan, but let SunClan and SoulClan figure out this issue between the two of them without any intruding on it." He bowed his head and he leaped from branch to branch before landing next to Needleclaw, who gave his shoulder a rough but kind shove. "Nice job, leaderling," she hissed playfully. "Buzzard," Sandynose whispered back and they laughed softly.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:06, December 11, 2017 (UTC)

Larchstar listened to Sandynose's words and he felt the anger die down a little inside. He gave Echostar a cool look. "Speak with me first before leading an attack on us. If any of my warriors wander over the border, I'll take care of it. A whole Clan doesn't need to be punished for a few reckless souls. Don't let it happen again." The brown tabby crouched down on his branch, showing his report was complete, and also regretting that he mentioned anything, but he wanted answers and justice for his Clan. *I shouldn't be leader,* he told himself. He already told himself this before, and knew it was true. He had broken the warrior code, lied, and killed. *I'm not even a*good *leader.* Sandynose just handled everything so much better than Larchstar ever could. *I least I did one thing right. I chose our next leader, a wise and good cat. I have to tell the Clan soon. I need to tell Sandynose... I need more time to think. This is huge and will effect everyone.*

Raccoontail relaxed, gratefully watching Sandynose going back to his spot with the other deputies. "See, just your normal, everyday, useless Clan drama," he said, turning to Galaxystorm with a smile.

Whitepaw had leaped to her paws and was staring up at the leaders, eagerly waiting for someone to make the first move, but sadly Sandynose *ruined* it. The peachy apprentice plopped back down with a bored sigh.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 01:29, December 12, 2017 (UTC)

"I'll go next," Echostar stated, her voice strong. *Sandynose is a promising leader... I hope he stays like that. I want a peaceful time with SoulClan.* She looked out down across the gathered cats and began. "SunClan has been going well, but we have had some loss. Speckleflame was killed in the battle with SoulClan and his mate, Mistflight, delivered two new kits into our Clan, Spicekit and Leopardkit." She paused to let the cats below her give cheers of joy, but then it dawned on them the kits had no father and they fell silent. Echostar continued, "we found a she-cat on our border, Mousefern, and we accepted her into our Clan. She has given birth to three kits, Violetkit, Foxkit and Whitekit." Some SoulClan cats gasped, Larchstar and Sandynose included. Echostar thought, *she did mention knowing Sandynose and Larchstar and Skippingstone quite well...* "And our medicine cat apprentice, Hawkpaw, is now a full medicine cat and is now named Hawkpool." She let the Clans give cheers of joy and watched as Hawkpool sat up proudly where the medicine cats were. She bowed her head to Ravenstar to begin.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:41, December 12, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenstar grinned at the cats below, clearing her throat for a moment before speaking. "Well... AshClan doesn't have much to report. The prey is running well, and we haven't been having any battles recently... Oh! There was a skunk on our territory, so be careful, it may have crossed the border," she finished, uncomfortably, then gave Wolfclaw a shy nod so he could begin.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 22:42, December 12, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkpool leaned over a little and whispered to Rainwisp, "want to meet tonight at the border?" She didn't know what had made her ask, maybe it was the new herb they had found? She just hoped Rainwisp said yes.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 00:19, December 13, 2017 (UTC)

Embersong was glad Sandynose had stopped the fight. She stared into the sky, hoping the moon was still clear and bright. -

"All is well in FrostClan," Wolfclaw said. "Hunting has been going smoothly, and there's really nothing else." He didn't mention Raindrop or anything like that.

--***Courage*** is resistance to ***fear.*** 22:49, December 13, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp glanced at Hawkpool, trying not to make it obvious he was looking at her, with Ripplesky having an eye on them, probably ready to start gossip. He gave her a swift smile and a nod, before turning back to the maple tree where Wolfclaw finished FrostClan's announcement.

Palmpaw yawned to hide her discomfort. "Well, I've gotta go, see ya," she said fast, then got up and limped away before Whitepaw had a chance to look up from her burrowing, like she even cared enough anyway. The tan and white tabby sat beneath a bush, looking miserable.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 23:57, December 14, 2017 (UTC)

Stormpaw flicked his tail in farewell to Palmpaw, before turning to Whitepaw, gesturing to where the other apprentices sat gossiping. "Well? Want to go join them?" He glanced their way and saw most of the AshClan apprentices, a few SunClan ones mingling with them. He avoided looking at Ravenpaw, wanting to give her a surprise when he went over. -

Hawkpool nodded stiffly to Rainwisp, before glancing up at the leaders. They seemed to be farewelling each other, just before Echostar yowled, "the gathering is at an end!" She glanced at Ripplesky, who seemed to give her a nod of understanding, before leaving her and Rainwisp together. "I'll catch up!" She told Snowleaf brightly, trying not to let on why she was staying behind.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 01:51, December 15, 2017 (UTC)

Ravenstar stretched and glanced at the other leaders, grinning. "See you later, dudes!" she mewed, before leaping down onto the cool earth below, then wondering whether her farewell had been unprofessional. She ignored it, then glanced around, eyes bright for some cats to talk with before gathering her Clan.*There's so many cats..! I remember my first Gathering like it was yesterday! I kind of wish I was just a young warrior here," she thought, ruefully.* I love being leader, but sometimes I wish I could have been a young foolish warrior. Sometimes I wish I was just Ravensong.

Ripplesky left the two medicine cats, padding with Snowleaf, then abandoning her, looking around for Echostar. Maybe she'd have a second to talk to him. *I wish we were in the same Clan,* he thought, longingly.

Rainwisp remained in his spot, watching the other cats start talking and mingling again, now that the leaders were finished with their reports. He was aware that he was, for the most part, alone with Hawkpool beside him.

Whitepaw followed Stormpaw's gaze and nodded, shaking earth from her pelt and standing up straight, with crazed look in her sea colored eyes. "Let's," she mewed, cheerfully padding over to the group.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:24, December 15, 2017 (UTC)

Echostar leaped down from the maple with surprising grace and saw Ripplesky padding towards her. She bounded over to him, concealing herself and him by positioning themselves behind a huge group of apprentices. "How have you been?" She whispered to him, brushing her muzzle against her cheek. "How are our kits?" -

"Come." Hawkpool flicked her tail towards a little nook underneath a berry bush and lead Rainwisp into it. "I've brought that herb," she told him, her pelt accidently brushing his. Neither of them moved away. "The one we found. I tested it and it's perfectly safe. Why don't we both test it? See if the result is the same?" She nudged the plant forward until it was in front of them and she sniffed. "Only when you're ready." She still did not move away as his pelt brushed hers, seemingly accidental again. -

"Hey," Stormpaw greeted loudly to the large group of apprentices, Whitepaw following. "Hey meh dude!" Twilightpaw, one of the AshClan apprentices, greeted wildly, her eyes glazed over with a kind of concentration only seen in some cats. She was clearly distracted. Oakpaw, Twilightpaw's brother, stood next to Smokepaw, their medicine cat apprentice, who was looking at him, Ravenpaw next to him. Stormpaw felt a surge of pride that he was easily the tallest and slightly the most threatening looking there. -

Sandynose bid farewell to Needleclaw, before joining Larchstar underneath the maple, the two toms' gazes locking for a bit, before Sandynose broke the silence, "you didn't mention Squirreltail and Creekfrost's kits." He shuddered a little as a cold wind lashed at his fur and he could only hope that Wishfoot and the kits were safe in the nursery. -

Needleclaw padded over to where Raccoontail and Galaxystorm, the SunClan warrior he had mentioned before, dipped her head to them, giving a wicked grin at Raccoontail who returned it, before bounding over to Ravenstar, who was standing, a little lost looking. "Nice job," she commented, dipping her head respectfully to her leader.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 02:06, December 16, 2017 (UTC)

Ripplesky brushed his muzzle along Echostar's breathing in her sweet scent. "I've been good," he replied, before letting a proud purr. "Our kits are strong and will be great warriors, and soon. Twilightpaw always has Yewcloud on his toes, and Oakpaw..." his gazed clouded a bit. "Oakpaw lost a friend, which you know, but it is still hurting him deeply, I can tell. But he seems to have found someone new," he meowed, voice lightening at the end, giving Oakpaw and Lavenderpaw a swift glance, before looking back at Echostar.

Rainwisp followed, not moving his pelt away when she brushed his. He sniffed at the herb, giving her the frown he made whenever he thought. "Did it have any effect on you at all?" he asked, a twinge of worry in his heart. What if it was dangerous? But he didn't think it was... it looked like a blessing from StarClan.

"So, which one of you wimps are going to fight me?" Whitepaw said as soon as she and Stormpaw strolled up, her eyes glittering with challenge. The last Gathering she went to, all the apprentices went home scratched up.

Larchstar nodded, feeling stupid. His anger towards SunClan had foreshadowed the kits. Once again he felt like a useless leader, a surge of guilt clawing his pelt. He let out a gusty sigh. "I must have forgot..." He debated in his head whether he should ask this next question... "You did great to bring peace back, after my foolishness... what would you do if I stepped down...?

Ravenstar bounced excitedly on her paws, then regained herself, hot with embarrassment. She grinned up at Needleclaw, thankful for her support. "You really thought so? I didn't think it was that great. I probably forgot something, or did *something* wrong." Inside, for a moment, Ravenstar's heart was soaring.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 02:59, December 16, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkpool purred. "No, it gave my fur a slight tingle and I had a headache at the time but it vanished... But no, other than those it had no effect." -

Sandynose knew the surprise showed on his face. "I would feel like you had reasons behind it and support whatever you needed me to support. Thank you for the compliment." He dipped his head respectfully. "I have no immediate intention to be leader," he told Larchstar. "But I trust your decisions and your heart." He flicked his tail.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 10:23, December 16, 2017 (UTC)

"Okay..." Rainwisp took one leave, nipped the tip off and swallowed it, not feeling anything, then glanced at Hawkpool with questioning eyes. *What happens now? Why are we doing this again?*

Larchstar watched Sandynose silently for a moment, then nodded. "That's understandable." The brown leader felt weary. "Perhaps we should get going soon." He didn't want his Clanmates to pick fights with SunClan.
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 15:07, December 16, 2017 (UTC)

(And Rainwisp and Hawkpool are doing the opposite of what Larchstar thinks they would XD) Hawkpool felt a bit dazed as she opened her eyes after eating the plant and she felt surprise rise within her when she thought she heard Rainwisp's thoughts, something like *what the hell does this plant even do?* She thought-whispered back, *I can hear your thoughts.* She hoped she wasn't crazy.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:27, December 17, 2017 (UTC)

Galaxystorm turned to Raccoontail, both disappointed and relieved that the Gathering had ended. She gave a small tip of her skull to the tom, before shuffling her paws anxiously. Hopefully travelling home would be safe, and hopefully the deputy and leader wouldn't be so heated when they returned home...Galaxystorm wasn't interested in participating in any upcoming battles. "Hope you have safe travels home, Raccoontail." She offered a friendly smile to the warrior as she rose to her paws, hesitating at that overwhelming feeling of excitement fell over her again. "...D-Do you think we could talk again, perhaps? Borders can't keep friendships apart, after all."Silverstar  00:31, December 18, 2017 (UTC)

Rainwisp stared at Hawkpool for a moment, thinking he was just hearing things, until he heard her voice again. He took a step away, shocked. "No. What's happening?" He leaned down to examine the herb. "I think this herb is making be hallucinate. We're going to probably die," he mewed, mournfully.

Raccoontail didn't realize the Gathering was at an end until Galaxystorm spoke. Disappointed, he dipped his head to her. "You too, Galaxystorm." He had been so... sort of obsessed with seeing her, now he had the chance, but it was already over, after what only felt like a few heartbeats. He brightened at her question and replied quickly. "Yes!" he grunted and spoke quieter. "I mean yes, that sounds like a great idea. I usually hunt around the SunClan border during the afternoon."
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 14:44, December 18, 2017 (UTC)

Hawkpool chuckled a little. "If this plant killed us, I would be dead since I tested it myself." She flicked her tail and stood. "I guess we'll report the effects to each other next time we meet." She brushed her muzzle against Rainwisp's and meowed kindly, the moonlight dancing off her pelt, "see you at SunClan's camp I guess." She skittered away, towards where SunClan was slowly gathering.
No matter how many times we fought, love will always conquer hatred. 21:20, December 19, 2017 (UTC)

(i think this can be the end of this Gathering)
—Patchfeather**From**the pinnacle to
 the pit 03:13, December 24, 2017 (UTC)

(waitwaitwait, let me reply to this) She twitched her whiskers in amusement at his sudden excitement, although felt a twinge of nervousness because he spoke so loud. Galaxystorm didn't want anyone to overhear and poke their nose into their business. Lowering her head, she spoke quietly with a sweet smile. "Border, afternoons. Sounds like a plan." Unfortunately for her, Galaxystorm couldn't hunt well in the afternoon because of her clashing coat, but she'd try her best.Silverstar  13:42, December 24, 2017 (UTC)