Rivershine seemed pleased with Shadespirit's reply, relieved to hear that she was enjoying her life as a warrior. Warriors had more important responsibilities than apprentices, but that also meant that they had more free time, if they desired. Apprentices, especially unruly ones, could be busy all day if their mentors assigned them many menial tasks.
As Shadespirit questioned her on how she'd been, Rivershine's smile fell a bit. She'd never gotten the chance to tell Shadespirit about why she'd had to stop meeting up with her. "I've been well! I've made a lot of new friends lately, and I even have my own apprentice now," the she-cat purred. "I wasn't able to leave camp much after Owlstar had her kits- unfortunately, her mate isn't... the most responsible cat in the world, and she was always busy leading the clan, so my brother and I had to help look after them," the she-cat explained, her sweet voice holding a bit of sadness. Those moons had been fun, but she hadn't been able to help the loneliness she'd felt for the first few. "I... I really missed you, but I didn't have a lot of time to spend looking for you," Rivershine murmured, her voice dropping to a barely-audible whisper as she shuffled her paws. She couldn't forget where they were, even if it was unlikely anyone was paying attention to them at the back of the crowd. "I'm sorry that I never got a chance to tell you- you were my best friend... my only friend, and I almost went crazy thinking about how I'd left you in the dark..."
the darkness made it slightly difficult to follow the mistclan leader by sight, her pelt blending with the shadows, so the fluffy warrior mainly made his way by the sound of his clan's pawsteps, as quiet as they were. it wasn't long before they appeared at the gathering and after the quick head-count, his clan split away to mingle, the noise level raising in tone as more cats joined the growing group. smokeshade himself preferred to sit quietly on his own, keeping his thoughts to himself, although even he, the paragon of minding one's own business, noticed the tension in the air. as far as he knew, mistclan had no part in causing it, so it would be interesting to see how the other two clans dealt with whatever was causing such uneasiness. hopefully it wouldn't break out into a shouting match, with mistclan so full of kits and apprentices it was rarely ever quiet and the last thing he needed was a headache in the morning.
Post by gingersnapsdacat on Mar 23, 2018 19:38:05 GMT
Stoatpaw The white cat felt her ears swivel sideways to avoid the full effect of Ravenpaw's happy yowling. However, they quickly turned back to their usual forward and alert placement. She gave a curt nod to Ravenpaw, acknowledging her words, and then another head-bob was aimed towards the brown and white cat that stood beside her, who Stoatpaw had realized was Ravenpaw's sister, Heronpaw. "I am Stoatpaw." Almost the very moment that she had finished speaking, she heard the slightly annoyed voice of Crowpaw, one of her Clanmates. The white cat watched in amusement as he as shoved by the Ivyclanner.
Hernpaw The she-cat smiled brightly at her joyful sister. Her tail flicked over Ravenpaw's hip in a soft show of their sisterly connection. The startled face of the Mistclan cat caused her to let out a chuckle. It seemed that he had not expected such a strong response from Ravenpaw.
The white Angora seemed to purr at a fmiliar face, Brighteyes. "Well hello..Yes it is..fairly warm.." The young she-cat answered with a quiet mew, looking the injured tom over. She didn't seem to mind his tail injury, it made him look cute. The quiet she-cat didn't seem to have much to say either, rather enjoying the Gathering. It as her first one has well, the plump of her til flickering, curiously.
(Oh my gosh, I didn't see your post, I do apologize. Cosima )
Ringtail The tom was busy watching his apprentice make friends when Cherryheart wandered into him. He didn't get upset when he looked up up to apologize for standing around like a mouse brain, only to see it was one of his friends. "Oh it's okay, Cherryheart! And it's been the same for me!" He nearly purred at the touch to his shoulder, finding it welcoming. It even made his heart skip a beat. He went over and sat with the ginger she-cat, a low purr coming from him. He glanced at the apprentices and lightly chuckled. They reminded him of himself at that age. Which wasn't that far from that time. At least he thought so. "Yeah, he's my first apprentice. I think so far so good. I've been trying my best, but I just don't know what to teach first.." He had to admit he was maybe a little over his head with the training. Maybe just too excited for his own good. (Oh my gosh, I thought I posted my response..I am so sorry.. Miss Tactical )
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Though fury still flickered in the Ivyclan leader's heart, she managed to swallow it down after she saw Mothstar. The leader, usually so proud and full of himself, looked exhausted. She wondered if he lost any lives recently, because it looked like he was already on his last one. Was he just getting old? She doubted it. She's met his mother, Palestorm, and she certainly seemed full of life still. She sighed. Well, she couldn't really blame Mothstar for his warriors if it looked like he was dragged from the brink of Starclan himself. Her yellow glare settled on Brackenfall instead. There, that was her blame. The pompous deputy leading the clan into the clearing. He was there that day, as well, during that border patrol. She would have a word with Mothstar about him, or yell at the deputy herself. With all that's been going on lately, with her daughter missing and her warriors dying, the leader wouldn't mind clawing off Brackenfall's ears for good measure.
When Bearstar showed up, she turned her head towards the brown furred Mistclan cat. "We can talk about it later," The leader spoke sternly, sending another glare in the deputy's direction, before glancing at Bear once again. A frown overcame the Ivyclan she-cats features. Something was wrong in Mistclan too, she could tell from the stance of the leader. It would be best to start this gathering off quickly, it seemed like Bearstar was itching to say something, to declare, to yell. Owlstar recognized it, she felt that way too.
The smoky furred warrior turned her head out to the cats, who were loud and mingling, and shouted with her clear voice. "May cats of all clans become silent!" She declared, watching her words have a ripple effect over the clans as they quieted down. Once they had, she continued her announcements.
"This moon, we have been blessed with a litter of kits from Larchflight," She hummed, yellow eyes gazing out over the clearing. "New leaf has arrived, the prey is running and the snow is melting. With it, Ivyclan has one new apprentice, Jaypaw." Owlstar spoke, pausing to wait for the cheers to settle down before she continued. She wondered briefly if she should mention Starlingpaw, with a pang of worry and pain flickering through her heart, but decided against it. The last thing the other clans needed to know was that Ivyclan's leader was weak. "Due to scents on the border, we have upped our patrols to be on the lookout, I suggest the other clans do the same." Though her threat was well disguised, there was no denying the edge to the leader's tone. "And we mourn the death of two of our young warriors, Coppertuft and Oakwish. May we all take a moment to mourn their loss so soon, and pray they are finding Starclan's hunting grounds to their liking." She bowed her head at this, eyes flickering closed to take a moment and send her thoughts and prayers to Starclan for her fallen warriors, for her fallen family.
Then, she turned her head towards Bearstar and Mothstar, gesturing with a flick of her tail for one of them to move forward.
Otterpaw smirked, waving her tail in greeting at the other apprentices. "There's only one way to prove who's clan is the strongest! We all gotta-" a startled mew interrupted her mid-sentence as Mumblepaw jabbed at her sides. "The leaders are getting ready to talk. Hold your tongue," the fluffy she-cat hissed quietly, slinking back into the ranks of IvyClan.
The MistClan leader nodded curtly at Owlstar's response. There were more pressing matters anyway, and Mothstar would have his chance to speak later. She took note of the irate leader's glare shifting to the new MothClan deputy, Brackenfall, though. A conflict to keep an eye on- if the MothClan leader was truly declining, they might just have to deal with the brash young warrior becoming a brash young leader.
Bearstar bowed her head briefly out of respect for the two lost warriors, but she couldn't help but wonder at the circumstances around it- especially with the warning about patrols and Owlstar's remarkably well-controlled anger. Perhaps there was some unspoken conflict she had missed between the other two clans. She waited only a moment after Owlstar's motion for the next cat to speak to step up, not sparing a glance at Mothstar- she couldn't let the news sit any longer.
"MistClan is happy to welcome two new litters this moon, one from Meteorfall and the other from Nightfur. I'd also like you all to greet four new warriors and three apprentices- Brightflower, Fallenbranch, Cottontangle, and Fawnstep have all earned their warrior names, and Indigopaw, Crowpaw and Sleetpaw are on their way to doing so themselves." Bearstar let the clans congratulate and celebrate the new lives and names with a cold look. Any other time she would have purred with joy along with them- the clan could always use fresh lifeblood- but she was itching to get on to more serious matters. As the cats hushed themselves, she perused the ranks of her own clan, seeking out one cat in particular.
"Unfortunately, we too have lost cats, one not even yet a warrior," she continued, blinking back to her current task. They were still there, surrounded by loyal warriors. This would go fine. "Robinpaw and Wolfblaze have passed away. May their paws find ample room to roam in StarClan," she fell silent. Though she knew she should show some more emotion, she was keen to end the charade. She allowed just a few more moments of respectful silence- Please understand, young ones, she quickly glanced at the stars to excuse herself- before standing up. She needed to look her most imposing for this, for they weren't words that were easy to say. Even now she felt her confidence slip- she had chosen to do it here for the security of her clanmates as well as many from the other two to witness it, certain that sheer numbers would keep things relatively civil. If anything happens, I'll take care of it, she decided. Her claws half-out, she took advantage of the silence already hanging over the clans to make her voice resound over the crowd.
"That is not all. I have something important to say," her gaze drifted through the crowd, searching, and landed on their target. She maintained eye contact as she continued, her words cold as ice, "There has been a grievous crime, not only against MistClan, but against the warrior code itself." She hesitated one second, her legs tightening in preparation for a pounce if needed.
"Shadespirit. You have taken my life, and so violated the law of the clans as well as the trust of your clanmates- and of myself. I do not know why you decided to do this, but I do know that I cannot allow you to live in MistClan any longer. Shadespirit..." the leader's eyes narrowed, "you are hereby banished from my clan until the sun itself ceases to rise. You will never be welcome in the clan that raised you, and should you return, I will kill you myself."
Fascinating. Mothstar had not predicted this turn of events. A banishment at the gathering was hardly a common occurrence, but neither was a warrior killing his own leader. Just what had been Shadespirit's motives? Perhaps an idiotic attempt to take power for himself without realising that his current leader would come back after he killed her once? Hm. What a fool.
"I would like to state that while I know some would disagree, MothClan does have standards," Mothstar spoke up. "We may be known for accepting others into our home, but do not accept murderers among our ranks. In fact, we do not appreciate them on our territory at all. MothClan have chased intruders away many times before, and will we will not hesitate to do so again."
With that said, the great leader stepped forth to give a quick summary of his own clan's events. "In MothClan we too have had deaths - including one of our young kits to mysterious circumstances that we are currently investigating. We have also had new apprentices and new warriors." The words were spoken with a hurried monotone too them, as if he honestly did not want to be announcing anything right now. To be honest, it was true he didn't want to be there. This was part of leadership, though, and as much as he would have prefered to be curled up in his den, it needed to be done.
"MothClan would like to warn its sisters of a rogue named Honeyheart that killed one of our own warriors after we refused to let him join us. We would also like to apologise to IvyClan for a small skirmish along the border that got out of hand. Owlstar, you may rest assured that we do not condone this behaviour and our warriors will be warned to be more careful in the future. We have no more messages to share."
There. That would surely keep Owlstar from causing too much of a fuss, no? Good, because Mothstar really didn't want to deal with that right now.
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