Glistening as the Stars {Gathering 4!}

Nightscar

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Cause of a broken family

Nightscar looked up at the Thunderclan warrior as he padded over and started talking to them. He remembered Loudstorm, but it was a far off memory. He must have become good friends with Gingerflight since he seemed to recognize him so easily.
'Ginger must talk about me a lot.' he thought and nodded slightly at the toms answer about the fox.
"Yes, foxes are the dumbest creature alive but they do bring a lot of fear and anger here. And I'm sorry for Thunderclan's loss." he murmured.
He wrapped his tail around his paws and shifted slightly so he wasn't putting pressure on his sore shoulder. He quickly glanced around for his sister's ginger pelt but didn't see it at first glance.
"Um, i know this is random, but did my sister come to the gathering this time?" he asked looking at the older tom.[/center]

Gingerflight
Victim of a Broken family
Cloudpaw

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Fighting the storm inside

Cloudpaw nodded at his mentor and promised he would before slipping off through the crowd of cats. When he spotted his friends ginger coat he quickly padded dover there and waited while the she-cat talked to a larger brown tom. When the she-cat stopped and looked at him smiling he padded forward.
"Hi, Gingerflight. It's been many moons." he mewed brushing the cat's fur in greeting.
"That it has, Cloudpaw. how's your training as a warrior coming along?" purred Gingerflight.
"I'm actually training to become the new Medicine cat now." he mewed puffing out his chest slightly. Gingerflight looked surprised and smiled.
"Well th at's great! I'm sure you'll serve your clan well." she mewed before smiling at her mate.[/center]

Whiteheart
Let your memory lead you.

Whiteheart pulled his gaze away and quickly licked down a few puffs of fur and perked his ears listening to Stargaze. When she said something about going to see other cats he didn't see why they couldn't. He was probably as nervous as Stargaze, since this was his first gathering as a warrior. But he would never show Stargaze that.
He slowly stood up and stretched. "i wouldn't mind making a few friends." he mewed before padding a little ways through the growing crowd of cats. From what he noticed there were quite a bit of apprentices here. cloudpaw was talking to a ginger she-cat and a brown tom, who had the scent of thunderclan coming form them. a ways he saw some apprentices showing off a little bit and starting little edgy fights but nothing too serious that would break the code. He stopped a little ways away form the Shadowclan deputy and nodded his head in greeting.
"Greetings, Snowflower. I hope Starclan has blessed Shadowclan greatly." he mewed politely to the older warrior. He nodded to the cat beside him, one that he had never seen before.

Speckledpaw

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Let my fire burn

Speckledpaw was one of the last ones from Riverclan to cross the log and she was excited as ever. This was her first Gathering and she didn't have to come with dumb old Lionstrike. As she padded along she soon found some cats that looked like apprentices and joined them. She caught the name Kestrelpaw and the question.
"This is my first gathering." she mewed to the tom and then nodded in greeting. "I'm Speckledpaw of Riverclan."
She didn't know why but she was kind of hoping she hadn't offended the cats in anyway by butting in. And she really hoped Ravenpaw would be here soon so she would actually know someone.
'wait, i want that stupid tom to be here? He can't even catch a fish! let alone fight a she-cat!' she thought with disgust and sat up a little straighter. 'i can take care of myself. so what if these cats think I'm rude.'[/center]

The small black cat hissed to herself, kneading her paws on the ground, her unusually purple colored eyes focused on the younger cat who was nearby, the scent of Riverclan hanging over her and several other cats around her.

Turning her head away, Brighteye's tail twitched agitatedly as the speed ShadowClan warrior began grooming her side, thinking over what she'd seen as she did so.

How was it possible, for there to be another cat, albeit younger than her, and of a different clan to her own, that looked so much like her? Just who was her doppelganger and why was her scent, even masked as it was by Riverclan, somewhat familiar?

Hawkeyes

^{I’m no player I’m just in love with two.}

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Hawkeyes made his way behind Spottedwind as their clan had finally made their way to the island. The log wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. He didn’t even have to unsheathe his claws to hold his balance.

When he was about a tail length from solid ground he jumped, landing on all four paws. He padded along the island zigzagging through other warriors, until a strong familiar scent stopped him in his tracks.

Turning around he almost jumped when he saw two large green eyes looking back at him. Taking a step away from the she-cat, he took a good look at her as her coat glowed under the moonlight. With a smile he murmured,
”Mothstorm, How have you been?”
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Nightflower
^{I will wait for you forever}
Nightflower smiled and followed Birdsong away. No one would notice that he was gone. Then again no one noticed him except to mock him. He padded away from the gathering, picking up speed as he did.

Boneface
^{A Purple Heart just proves that were you smart enough to think of a plan, stupid enough to try it, and lucky enough to survive.}

Boneface watched the gathering passivly. No one sat near the grey tom. In fact cats skirted around him nervously. He sighed and slunk off to sit in the shadows.

Dragonfly
^{Today is a good day to die}

Dragonfly, who was sitting and talking with Snowflower looked up. She tilted her head, her violet eyes glinting. That cat looked so much like her. And her scent reminded her of her own mother. In a small way, somehow. She furrowed her brow and mewed softly.

Snowflower
^{Where do I go from here?}

"What are you looking at?" Asked Snowflower, flicking her ears back. "Great Starclan, that cat looks just like you. Isn't that Brighteye of Shadowclan? I hear she's not clanborn." she mewed. "Why don't you to talk with her?" she said, pushing Dragonfly towards Brighteye.

Sabertooth
^{Never interrupt your enemy when they are making a mistake}

Sabertooth sighed and flicked his ears back. "Toms mating with toms, it's not natural." Said the massive tom. "It's not the way Starclan meant things to be." He sighed. "It's not right. Don't you understand love?"

Tigerheart

^{I do what my heart tells me to do.}

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Tigerheart had passed the log long ago and was making his way around the gathering giving curt nods to every warrior and apprentice that he walked by. Out of the corner of his eyes, a large figure caught his attention. It was a tom with half of his face missing.

Cocking his head to the side Tigerheart walked over to the slumped over tom and bowed his head respectfully,
”Hello I don’t remember you at all. I’m Tigerheart of Windclan. You are?” Tigerheart asked taking a seat next to the tom.
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Duskpaw
<sup>All that is required for evil to prevail is for the good to do nothing.

Spiritpaw quickly found her, and Duskpaw was about to explode with eagerness. Not that she thought that he was going to stay on the side of Starclan, but that he had any answer at all. But when the words "don't" and "know" hit her, she had to bite her tongue to stop herself from screaming. DON'T KNOW? HOW COULD HE NOT--- No. There would be no raised voices. This had to be a very mature discussion, or else Spirtpaw would never take her seriously.

Breathing deeply, she made an attempt to be sympathetic. "I know it must be difficult," she sighed, her shoulders sagging. "But...but honestly, I don't see what gain any cat would get from following Nightstalker except Nightstalker himself. I'm ashamed to have any relation to him." I'm also ashamed to have Nightpaw as my brother, aren't I? "Do we want to be the most hated cats in every clan?" she whispered. She already hated herself, so why add to it? She would try, and do whatever it took to rid herself of this curse. Although shy, Duskpaw didn't allow such a setback to take her life away; she always had to try.

"I'm not forcing you to do anything," the black apprentice mewed softly. "but I for one know where I stand." She then tilted her head upwards just a bit, to show she was confident in her choice.</sup>

{{Raisa, I'm sorry but before you can roleplay the bios have to be accepted.}}

SPIRITPAW

Spiritpaw was amazed at Duskpaw's words. She was reacting very differently then he had expect. Great StarClan, he had expected her to yell at him and claw his ears off! Then again, this was a gathering and it would only draw un-needed attention to them. She was probably just holding it back.

Of course, Duskpaw was right. What could he gain from following Nightstalker? Yes, he would get stronger than just regular warrior training, but wouldn't just trying harder fix that? There was probably a lot more Nightstalker was hiding from them. Even so the offer was very tempting. Ever since the battle with Rouge Blood Hazelstar had been ignoring him. As much as he hated to admit it, if Hazelstar didn't start training him soon the younger apprentices would pass him up! Either he could accept Nightstalker's training, or ask Hazelstar.

Asking his leader seemed a whole lot more noble and proud. He had heard stories in the nursery about Nightstalker and Darkspirit trying to destroy the Clans. If he had to bet his whiskers, he would bet that Nightstalker was just going to use them to destroy the Clans again.

Spiritpaw didn't want that. He didn't want that at all. There was so much more he could do for his Clan. To prove he was worthy to be there, that he wasn't some worthless kit with no parents. Spiritpaw had parents, they were just bad parents.

Then an unnerving thought ran through the toms head. "D-duskpaw, what happens if the Clans find out who our parents are? What if word slips loose Nightstalker has offered training us through dreams? What if they find out about our...powers?" It was a scary thought. What would happen?

LOUDSTORM

Loudstorm nodded. Perhaps now that the fox who killed her son was dead, Otterfoot would take back her words about the young kits. But deep down the warrior knew she wouldn't.

Looking up at Nightscar, Loudstorm nodded. "Yes, she is here. Probably with her mate, Sabertooth. She'll probably be very easy to find. Just look for the abnormally large tom."

ooc:// Gwash xD I thought Jaypaw was on that list, Rainy. I feel silly now. But perhaps since Rainflight is there Ravenpaw can stick next to her? Oh! Mystic, Smallwhisker has replied to Talonstrike.

<sup>Rainflight
Keep trying, you'll never bring me down

Rainflight followed close behind Owltalon, admiring his role with the leader. She couldn't believe Swiftstar was right; he was going to be leader one day. And deputy was just one step closer to that. Since she was a kit, rescued by the handsome tom, she always admired him. Now, she just admired him more.

When Owltalon left to take his place on the roots of the oak tree, he peered around to see if she had an opening for a conversation. Soon, she spotted her apprentice, Ravenpaw, and happily decided to join her. It was her first gathering, and she must feel both excited and nervous. Or, at least, that's what she felt at her first gathering.

Taking Ravenpaw's side she meowed, "Enjoying your first Gathering?"


Silentpaw
I walk alone

Silentpaw was surprised as another apprentice stepped him, catching him off guard. At first he felt anger rise up when the young cat stepped in so suddenly, but calmed down when he realized it was a gathering. It was a perfect chance to see what other Clan cats were like. And she happened to appear right on his paws.

Resting his green gaze on the newcomer he replied calmly, "Greetings. I'm Silentpaw, and this is Kestrelpaw. We are ThunderClan apprentices."

Suddenly, he was once again surprised as another figure came into view, and his hopes raised at thought of meeting another different Clan cat. But he found himself disappointed when he scented RiverClan.

"You must be...?"


Ravenpaw
I live in the shadows, hiding from my pain

Ravenpaw had to admit he felt a bit nervous, though that was the last thing he wanted to feel. But there were so many scents, so many cats, and they all seemed very unfamiliar. He couldn't spot his sisters anywhere, which deeply disappointed him. He wanted to spend this first gathering as apprentices with his sisters.

But when he thought about it, he mentally hit himself, for he did not need them like he used to. He needed to get used to being dependent on himself. Instead of his siblings. Looking around for the closest group of apprentices, he spotted three, and nervously padded near to join them.

The gray tabby asked who he was as he came closer, which made him tense up a bit. "I'm Ravenpaw of RiverClan," he responded, forcing back his urge to stutter. He felt a familiar presence among the lingering cats. Looking from the brown tabby she-cat to the gray tabby tom he froze on the next she-cat in line: Speckledpaw.

They weren't very close due to past experiences, but he couldn't help feel reassured when he was near a friendly face. It made him feel less afraid. But he wasn't sure that the apprentice was on the same level. "Er, hey, Speckledpaw."


Stargaze
I'm not shy, I'm just quiet

Stargaze followed closely to Whiteheart, wondering who they would run into. Or, how she would be able to talk. She just had to think of Whiteheart being at her side. That way she would feel protected and not scared. Maybe, just maybe, she would be able to look like a strong, proud, WindClan warrior.

Whiteheart led the way to Snowflower, the pretty RiverClan deputy. The tom greeted her, but she seemed too intensely interested in her Clan-mate and a ShadowClan warrior. The last thing she wanted to do was to interrupt anyone. Nudging Whiteheart she meowed, "Maybe we should try someone else...s-she seems busy..."</sup>

Brighteye finished grooming her side, turning her ears towards the two Riverclan cats, catching parts of their conversation. Standing up as the Riverclan look-a-like approached, the small black Shadowclan member couldn't help but feel curious about the younger Riverclan cat. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she waited for Dragonfly to reach her.

"Who are you?" Brighteye mewed at Dragonfly, padding forward to sniff at the Riverclan cat.

Dragonfly
^{Today is a good day to die}

"I am Dragonfly that lands on Still water." The small black she-cat said, smiling a little. "I am from the tribe lands." she added.

"You look like my da." She paused. "He came to the Tribe a long time ago."
Old Talonstrike
^{I'll give you a tale to blow the man down}

Talonstrike looked at the elder. "Do you want me to keep you warm or not?" he said gruffly. "I'm just doing it because if you died, who would I bicker with?"

Boneface
^{A purple heart only means you were clever enough to think of a plan. Stupid enough to try it, and lucky enough to survive.}

"Hello Tigerheart." mewed Boneface. "I am Boneface." he flicked his tail. "You do not, recoil, at the sight of me?"

"Your father?" Brighteye frowned upon hearing this. " It's nice to meet you, Dragonfly, but I don't have any parents. I was abandoned." The older she-cat flicked her tail bitterly. "I'm sorry if I can't help you, since I never knew where I came from."

Flicking her tail again, Brighteye circled the younger cat for a moment, as if thinking. "You mentioned your father.. tell me, does he still live?"

Dragonfly
^{Today is a good day to die}

Her face fell. "He was killed by a two-leg." she mewed. "Two moons before I left the mountains." he added. "The two leg pointed a firestick at him. It made a noise and he fell down dead." she explained.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Brighteye mewed sympathetically. "What about your mother, Dragonfly?" She asked curiously, stopping in front of the Riverclan cat, sitting down and curling her tail around her legs.

"Perhaps we are related in some way.. ?" Brighteye mused thoughtfully. "We look oddly alike, anyway."

Dragonfly
^{Today is a good day to die}

"That would make the most sense. Maybe that's why you look like my father." she paused.

"My mother is... the most wonderful and caring she-cat ever. She taught me about honour, and about fighting." she paused. "Her pelt was like blazing embers, glittering in the sunlight. She's called Falcon that Flies in the Sun. If I ever have kits... I will call on Falconkit, after her."