Once Upon A Gathering

OWLTALON
I fight for what I believe in.

Owltalon sat at the foot of the High-Ledge, awaiting for Riverstar to finish the meeting so they could go off to the Gathering. By the looks of it Thunderclan might be the last remaining clan to make it, for they still had the long trek through the snow to make.

"Owltalon, Swirl-leaf, Loudstorm, Birdsong, Cardinalfeather, Greyfox, Hawkeyes, Spottedwind, Rainflight, Gingerflight, Sabertooth, Toadstep, Tigerpaw, Amberpaw, Kestrelpaw, Silentpaw, Ravenpaw, Talonstirke and Smallwhisker." As Riverstar drew quiet, Owltalon held his breath. It was now time for them to finally leave. His clan-mates spoke excitedly amongst themselves as they celebrated on going, while some sulked because they weren't chosen.

But all in all it was the usual hustle and bustle of a Gathering. At once Riverstar leaped from the High-ledge and rocketed out of camp, expecting her clan-mates to follow. And that they did, tail held high Owltalon motioned for them to follow his courageous leader out in the chilly leaf-bare air, and straight to the Gathering!

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

"Oi come on git." Sabertooth said, mimicking his brother in good humour. He prodded the tom then stood, streaching. Gently he nuzzled Gingerflight. "Hello love." The massive tom mewed. "Sounds like we're going to the meeting together. I'll sit by you and keep you warm." He licked her ear and beamed at her.

Otterfoot
^{This time, we do things my way}

Otterfoot poked her head out of the Nursery den. It was snowing, for once she was glad to be stuck in the nursery it meant she didn't have to go out in the cold and the snow. She watched other cats gather, her gaze passive.

Old Talonstrike
^{I'll tell you a tale to blow the man down}
Talonstrike padded out of the elder's den. "Ah what a Night. I remember a night like this long ago." he said as he began to go off into a tale full of fabrications and fib.

[green]Toadstep[/green]

Toadstep got up and grumbled, "Don't mock me, ya mousebrain!" He stretched, readying himself for what would be a long journey ahead to the gathering. He then heard Old Talonstrike's warm-up for a tale and put his tale over the elder cat's muzzle, "No time for a story, Talonstrike. We gotta move, y'know...long walk. We'll hear it on the way there, okay?" He said, hoping he would save the story for later, or maybe forget to even tell it at all.

He then went to look for Otterfoot; he had to say goodbye.

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

Sabertooth just grinned at his brother and pushed him into a snow bank. "Keep up you silly furball." The falling snow made most younger cats more playful, and for a cat in love... well he was very playful indeed.

Otterfoot
^{This time, we do things my way}

When Toadstep padded up to her Otterfoot's eyes light up. She gently licked his nose and purred at him. "Hey there. Lucky you, you get to go out in the snow."

Old Talonstrike
^{I'll tell you a tale to blow the man down}
Talonstrike looked at his great grandson and sighed, crestfallen. He, however, fell silent. With the other cats he padded on in silence.

[green]Toadstep[/green]
[white]I'm smiling because I've found someone else to blame[/white]

He purred in return and licked her nose back, "Lucky to be in the snow? Eh...maybe. Not so lucky that I'm leaving you behind.... I mean, I know I have to go, but I don't wanna if you're not coming." The tom sighed, "But I'm coming back! Real soon, too. We can play when I come back--we can play and do all the stuff we always do." He sounded like he was going to be gone forever, even longer, maybe. But this was important, this gathering, it was his duty to go. But he tried to procrastinate going, he didn't want to go if it meant leaving Otterfoot behind.

Otterfoot
^{This time, we do things my way}

"You'll tell me all about the gathering, right?" she mewed as he was pulled away and dragged off by his brother.

"I love you." she mewed to him, as he was dragged away, his butt making drag marks in the snow as he was scruffed and dragged.

[green]Toadstep[/green]
[white]I'm smiling because I've found someone else to blame[/white]

"I know." He mewed back, hoping she'd hear him, as his butt dragged along the snowy ground, getting cold. Sabertooth dragged him off, surely tired of waiting for his brother. Toadstep's eyes fixed on Otterfoot, not leaving her as he was pulled farther and farther away. If he could, he'd break away and run back to her. How he loved her, oh, how he loved her so very much. He'd abandon going to the gathering all together for her.