[ti]Open[/ti]Colors and Promises

[M'Lady]

Owlstar's eyes glittered softly with worry as she heard Eveningblaze's announcement. The tom himself was well guarded, which helped ease the news on that clans somewhat, but she was still rather concerned. Missing warriors and apprentices? How awful, she hoped that the distance between Ivyclan and the twolegs would stop this horror being inflicted on her own clan. Yellow eyes gleamed, and came up with two brief scenarios of why Brackenstar was gone this fine wintery night. Either he was out furiously searching for his warriors, as she would've done, or he had been taken himself. Fine work, Eveningblaze, keeping the information to yourself. Well, no matter. With their leader gone, perhaps Mothclan would lay off their borders. They were fiercely guarded, but the skirmishes became quite tiring.

Then Sabletail stepped forward, to say his own piece. Her ears perked up when she heard that Bearstar had kitted. Ah, so that's where she was. A small frown came to her face as she heard this, gaze cast down. She had left her litter with the other queens in the nursery to lead her clan to the gathering. Perhaps that's where things started to go wrong? She shook her head, raising those luminous eyes to watch the clans once more. No matter, it was a long time ago. She dipped her head at the Mistclan deputy as he stepped back, and she moved forward once more to speak, glancing towards each of the deputies in turn as she addressed them.

"Eveningblaze, thank you for the warning. May Starclan be with you and your warriors, to bring your clanmates home soon. I wish you the best of luck." Though, if he stopped being a prat, maybe she'd wish him a bit more. "Sabletail, extend my congratulations to Bearstar and her new family, may they grow up to be loyal warriors." She hummed, her voice warm and golden despite the frigid aura of the night. She looked out towards the clan cats, all who stood silent underneath her piercing gaze. Then she smiled, bright and lovely as always as she tilted her head to the side, and addressed the warriors.

"There are no further announcements I'd like to share, warriors. Mingle among yourselves until your leaders call for you to return home." The leader mused, her musical tone drifting across Moon's Maw, matching the delicate dance of snowflakes floating down from the velvet sky.

[LupTacco]

CACTUSPW | TRUFFLEPAW + RIPPLEPAW ______________________________________________________________ tom | mothclan apprentice | 6 moons tom | ivyclan apprentice | 6 moons she-cat | ivyclan apprentice | 6 moons _____________________________________________________________ tagging; n/a open to; anyone, pls pester them _____________________________________________________________ The mostly-black and white apprentice marched confidently behind Bellfeather, briefly wondering where her two sons had gotten off to- especially the one, the one with the weird name, Susanpaw. It was always so hard to tell them all apart- it was a good thing Bellfeather was bigger, for now. Cactuspaw mostly ignored the announcements; he didn't really have strong opinions on the two MistClan defectors, aside from finding the pale one twitchy and a little unnerving. He lived for drama, but that seemed more like some kind of neurosis than anything fun or interesting. Plus, Birchpaw was always sort of near him, and he didn't quite like the otherwise pretty tortie-point. Something always seemed a little weird about her. He puffed up proudly, though, as his name was called alongside his sister's and all the others who were sharing the apprentice den with them. Turning, he stuck his tongue out at the first IvyClan cat's eyes he could get to lock onto him before turning back to his own clan to mingle. || Trufflepaw's head ducked with a mix of timidness and humbleness as his name was announced, seeking out his brother to share a warm smile with him before settling back down again, next to Ripplepaw. His eyes seemed to sparkle as Owlstar spoke- something Mumblesong had made sure her kids got was a deep respect for their leader- though a tiny frown crossed his muzzle as the MothClan deputy spoke. Why would two cats leave MistClan? It didn't seem that bad over there, just wet and noisy, and they all seemed to like that. His eyes lit back up as both Eveningblaze and Sabletail mentioned new kits for their clans. Rivals or not, more kits was good! He wasn't sure if his parents would have more, if he would ever really have little siblings, so he was determined that he'd just help out anyone younger than him the best he could. He only had an abstract idea of what it meant, but he knew he wanted to be a father some day. Lost in his thoughts, Ripplepaw's voice was a bit hazy to his ears, blinking with surprise as her paw waved in front of his eyes. "Hello? Is the sun still out in there?" the brown and orange she-cat laughed warmly, "C'mon, let's find new ones to play with!" Smoothing his ruffled fur, Trufflepaw flicked Morelpaw's shoulder with his tailtip and give him an inviting glance as he walked by as a silent invitation. Ripplepaw stood on a small stone that looked huge compared to her, gaining about half of her height, calling to any other young cats listening, "Hee-ey! Who wants to play games before it's go time?" Trufflepaw sat beside her supportively. _____________________________________________________________ "Boxy" V2 by Sorrellup

[Miss Tactical]

When Owlstar told the cats there was time for them to chat amoung themselves, the black tom took that as a dismissal for his own clan. ”thank you for your time Owlstar but MothClan must leave. There would be no chatter between them as they had bigger problems. With that the black tom jumped from his perch sending a flurry of white snow up into the air as he landed. He gave his pelt a quick shake before heading towards the way they entered. He looked back over his shoulder and gave a slight mew letting his clan know they were being dismissed from the gathering early. He looked up at the other leaders briefly before heading out of the clearing. There were still many things he had to do…

The black tom would have to prep Batstrike, and he would have to get herbs from Cedarleap for his journey he could be gone for quite some time who knew…and of course he would have to swallow his pride and work closely with the she-cat whom IvyClan appeared to have QUITE the history with. All things he really didn’t need right this second. He sighed softly. Soon his journey would begin all he could hope was that Brackenstar was alright.

[Fireflake]

Mantispaw beamed at the leaders before another apprentice's voice jerked her away. Her ears pricked at the word. Games. She'd found herself so wrapped up in the news and the wonder of it all that she hadn't had a chance to make friends yet! The young she-cat sprang to her paws and was by Ripplepaw's side in a blink. She jumped up onto the rock, but didn't push her way to the front. "I'm the best at games in the nursery!" she bragged. "Or, uh, I was. Now I'm the best in the apprentice den!"

The young she-cat's face crumpled into a scowl as her father said it was time to go. So soon? But it's time to talk and play! Owlstar just said so! She wondered for a moment how much trouble staying behind would get her into, but decided she'd wait to tag onto the end of the group. "Lucky you, you get a break this moon," she teased as she hopped back down from the rock.