Cold Moon (GATHERING)

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Spiritsong
Oneclan
Dec 28, 2019 4:42:37 GMT
SPIRITSTAR
It was strange for Spiritstar to feel so...muted, before a gathering. Normally his veins pulsed with anticipation for them. Certainly it had always been a place he belonged. Yet, while it did not show to his clan - perhaps beyond those who were closest to him, of which there were few, or those who knew of the troubles that plagued him, of which there were even fewer, he felt a heaviness in his chest.

The thought that he could not invite his niece for she too had fallen ill only served to unsettle him further. Though he knew she was recovering fine and Sunpaw was avidly watching over her and Cherrybloom - likely with more than half an intent to run all the way to the Blessed Stumps to fetch them should anything go awry - it still felt wrong to leave her there alone. They did not even have young Orchidpaw to watch over her as they once did, and it almost felt dangerous to take Skywhisper out of camp...however it was necessary. Skywhisper needed to stay updated on any information the other medicine cats might discover, especially after what he had told them.

Part of Spiritstar wondered if all he was told was the truth, before he brushed the thought away. He did not think Skywhisper was one to hold back information from him, especially not of such importance. What they were told must have been all there was to it. Yet still, the raven leader would have to be oblivious not to acknowledge that the two of them were not nearly as close as either were with Harestar.

Dismissing his thoughts and worries, Spiritstar allowed his gaze to sweep across the gathered felines, before giving them a nod, his expression as easy and reassuring as ever. He did not appear to lack any confidence, no matter what he felt. Still, his gaze lingered upon Skywhisper and Applecloud a moment longer than the other cats, and he had no doubt that they knew. "It is time to leave for the gathering. I trust you will all keep the peace tonight, but do not forget to enjoy yourselves as well."

With that said, the tom turned to lead the way.

To Spiritstar's surprise - though perhaps not, for he knew he had left quite promptly this evening, they were the first to arrive. However, as he parted from his clanmates with a parting wave of his tail and an aim for a slight brush of his head against Applecloud's cheek, he could catch a scent on the breeze that told him Moorclan would not be alone for long.

Whilst normally Spiritstar was one to appreciated the mushrooms, this time the leader paused just before them as they caught his eye, casting a subtle yet dubious glance toward Skywhisper with a slight gesture to inspect them, before warily stepping past them and making his way to his stump, where he leaped up with ease to settle and wait.

For the first time ever, he felt unsettled by the sight of the fairy ring.

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fangstar
Starclan
Dec 28, 2019 10:48:43 GMT
"The truth will set you free."
There was a subdued air to the camp while they waited for cats to group under the ledge. Fangstar's easy sit was belied by her tail gripped tightly in one paw to those who knew her well - so few of those, these days - but she forced herself to seem as the calm the clan needed to keep itself glued together. The final cat appeared and she dropped down from her ledge to speak. "Do not forget that coming to the Gathering is something that can be easily taken away. Cause no trouble and do not let your clanmates down by causing a scene." A hesitation, different from her usual script. "If you speak with the other clans of the Spore, please alert me to any new information they may let drop."

Fangstar glanced around camp for a final hope that Ferretmask would arrive but -

No such luck. She firmed her resolve and led the way to the Blessed Stumps. For the apprentices on their first journey, she kept a close eye on them to make sure they were not falling behind or somehow injuring themselves. Gorgeclan's arrival at the Stumps was without fanfare. She gave a wary glance at the ring of mushrooms but did nothing else as she joined Spiritstar on her own stump. There was no sign of the Spore's signature smell so she would not worry about it for the moment.

Before speaking with Moorclan's leader, she let her gaze wander over the cats currently gathered. Obviously Creekclan had yet to appear, but Moor seemed to have favored their warriors this moon. A quick blink, and she turned her full attention to Spiritstar. "How was your journey tonight?" she questioned politely.

@peachwish @birchpelt @wolfcry | A/N:
MEL @ ADOXOGRAPHY

PEBBLES
60 moons
Molly
She/Her
Unknown
Former Gorgeclan Leader
arcticwind
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stoatstar
Starclan
Dec 30, 2019 15:01:17 GMT
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Leaving camp hadn't been easy. It was something that he was almost dreading. They had their first death, the first official claim of life from The Spore. And while he knew that Moorclan had already suffered a loss, and with Spiderpaw bringing the news of Coyotecall, well....Creekclan wasn't the only one that was falling victim to this illness and it's ruthless grasp that it was beginning to take. But still, nothing quite prepared one to head to a Gathering without his old Deputy. He had relied on Pantherleap, and while he was sure Seawatcher would fill his pawsteps, she just hadn't spent enough time with the ginger tom for him to truly know where they stood. 

As he called the cats he had chosen to follow along, he trotted off, heading towards the stumps. As they approached, he scented the other two clans...they were last, and he was not surprised. He had hesitated far too long to leave. Stopping abruptly, he turned to face the cats behind him. "Don't disclose information to those who ask but keep your ears open for those too eager to share. Creekclan must remain vigilant after the disappearance of Berrybloom and our loss of Pantherleap." A quick nod of his head, and he was off...his tail sweeping behind him for the others to follow. 

Hastily he moved to the stumps, jumping upon one and nodding respectively towards the other leaders. "I hope we haven't held anything up. You know how nervous apprentices can hold things up." The tom's low voice held some slight humor, as his eyes turned to Snap-paw. While she hadn't been nervous in the least bit to cause their tardiness, he would willingly use her as an excuse. Better than admitting that his own nerves were getting the best of him.      


''eeeeeek sorry it's finally up! let the gathering begin!
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62 Moons
Tom
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Spiritsong
Oneclan
Dec 30, 2019 23:14:52 GMT
SPIRITSTAR
As expected, Fangstar was soon to arrive with her clan, almost as soon as Spiritstar settled on his stump. With less animosity toward Gorgeclan than Creekclan sported, there were no complaints from his warriors, though a little discomfort was inevitable. However, Spiristar showed none of this toward the older leader, instead giving her a polite, friendly nod as she joined him.

"Rather pleasant, if a little cold," he offered to her question, amusement glinting in his eyes as he re-positioned his paws closer to his body, before peering out at the cats she had brought. It seemed a normal collection at first glance, before Spiritstar noted a missing feline, and frowned slightly. Where was Ferretmask...had she fallen ill to the Spore as well? Surely not worse, or Fangstar would have a different deputy with her, and none of the warriors she had brought had settled with Applecloud. Still, his gaze skimmed over Falconcry and Peachwish briefly, before deeming them too young.

Likely she was just sick - he would have to hope for her swift recovery, losing a deputy was not easy.

"If you don't mind me asking, Fangstar," he began, skipping over the returned pleasantries with the shift of his attentions. "Where is your deputy tonight?"

As though wishing to provide him some kind of an answer, though indirectly, it seemed a change had occurred in Creekclan as well. While Stoatstar held ease and humor in his greeting, in place of Pantherleap and Berrybloom stood Spiderpaw and...Seawatcher, if he recalled correctly, noting the silver molly who settled beside his own deputy. The tom's frown deepened, and despite his usual countenance, he did not respond quite as jovially as expected of him, instead giving a distracted nod of acknowledgement.

Skywhisper had reported Berrybloom's absence at the halfmoon being due to a patient, which could quite easily remain the case even now - though he doubted a patient sick with the Spore for over half a moon would have survived to now without recovery. However, no matter the case with her, it was impossible to ignore a change in deputy.

Gaze turning toward the other leaders, a serious expression settled on his normally playful features.

"I can only assume the Spore has gotten worse within your clans," Spiritsrar said gravely, before gesturing toward where the deputies and healers sat with a subtle flick of his tail. "Unless there are less concerning reasons for the changes in your ranks?" He knew even the cats below would notice the changes, no doubt already whispering among themselves or pressing queries, though the tom kept his voice to the other leader's only, gaze flicking between them.

Notes | When the friendliest leader screws pleasantries
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applecloud
Oneclan
Jan 1, 2020 15:18:15 GMT
applecloud

another moon had almost come to a close as she stood ridge beside her leader and medicine cat. the news of the spore had spread throughout the clans. she had known it be hard - seeing as both she and skywhisper had been one of the first felines affected by the spore, emotionally more so. she lifted her gaze to observe the two felines with ease, wondering what would become of the clan should any more of them fall victim to it. she stood strong beside her leader and beside her medicine cat as they made way for the gathering place.

it was a quiet affair, more solemn then the one before. she urged herself to seek more questions and guidance from the other felines in the clans, something she had thought to rightfully do as she slowed her pace to allow spiritstar to enter the blessed stumps first. however, as her eyes gazed across the clearing, she fur bristled and her ears drew flat at the sight of the fairy ring before her. she had actively tried to keep any form of mushroom from her leader's path in hopes that he would be not become ill and here he was about to enter a ring of them.

the idea of spiritstar entering the ring, and collapsing like her former mentor had with mushrooms springing from his body had her frozen in near terror. she shut her eyes for a moment - glad that her clan stood behind her, thinking her rigid form natural for the case that she was to remain strong beside her leader. she sent a thankful pray to starclan that no other clan was before her to witness the weakness that rang through her mind. the image of a tom... her leader and one who she now knew she cared for deeply, sank deep into her pelt and she was almost lost the cries of pain and panic that she knew were her own in her mind's eye.

the brush of his fur against her calmed her almost. she could hear her fellow clan mates moving forward, and watched as spiritstar moved forward past the fairy ring. she did not interrupt him as he did, but the panic showed clear in her form as she hung back farthest from the area. she witness the arrival of not only creekclan but of gorgeclan and stiffen as the leader's chatted and her eyes could not find pantherleap or ferretmask. fur bristling she shot a glance towards spiritstar, seeking his eye should he give it for a calming affect.

it was then she noticed one feline making her way to her, seawatcher. an older she-cat, applecloud assumed was in charge of pantherleap's position while he was not attending. 


small post, but hope its okay! also dem shrooms got apple trippin'.


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SHE/HER
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fangstar
Starclan
Jan 1, 2020 15:28:09 GMT
"The truth will set you free."
Fangstar - hesitated. It didn't seem too obvious with the arrival of Stoatstar and his clan, but she knew it could have been noted. Her gaze followed the recent changes to Creekclan with surprise, her tail twitching as she answered Stoatstar distractedly. "Yes, that can happen." What was Spiderpaw doing in place of Berrybloom? Surely Creekclan's medicine cat wasn't too busy to attend the Gathering.

Unless there was a death or illness due to the Spore, she acknowledged silently. Though that thought didn't quite sit right with her. Perhaps she should speak to Flickerfrost at camp later...?

Already she could hear the whispers from the cats below them. The lack of a Gorgeclan deputy had finally caught notice, and Creekclan's rank switch ups was more than obvious. Fangstar couldn't help a petty flicker of jealousy that Spiritstar was so far lucky to keep his roster so soon after the Spore had started rearing its head, when the other two clans had been hit. She didn't try to avoid answering his question the second time around, now that Stoatstar had appeared.

"Ferretmask is missing as of yesterday. We are hoping for her safe return before I am forced to claim a new deputy." The tone she used was worried but not the full panic that had hit when she realized Ferretmask was gone. There was not even a scent trail for them to follow, to free her from danger or at least give her final respects. The she-cat had been large enough that there was little worry a bird of prey had gotten her, but Fangstar still wondered even as she considered her options for a replacement. "I'm assuming your reasons are more dire than Gorgeclan's own, Stoatstar?"

This was a rather worrisome Gathering already. She frowned and adjusted her stance so she was finally sitting, gaze drifting over the cats below.

@spiritstar | A/N:
MEL @ ADOXOGRAPHY

PEBBLES
60 moons
Molly
She/Her
Unknown
Former Gorgeclan Leader
arcticwind
Jan 4, 2020 13:21:48 GMT
Peachwish
- no matter where you are I'll be there -
Peachwish took a deep breath of the moonlit air. She could see her own exhale as if there was a bit of fog moving in, the effects of the cold leaf-bare conditions. As the Blessed Stumps came into sight, she was once again captured by the essence of this sacred place. She could remember being a apprentice and seeing the mushroom ringed stumps, there was no other place in the territories like it. And there was just something special about a place where all the Clans could meet in peace that held so much respect in the multicolored molly's heart. 

A quick glance told Peachwish that MoorClan had been first to arrive before GorgeClan. She could see no CreekClan members, but she was sure there would only be moments behind. It was easy to spot MoorClan's leader with his unique forehead markings. 'Spiritstar,' she recalled. Nearby him was his deputy, Applecloud, who matched Peachwish's own coloring. She didn't know much about the she-cat and didn't expect that to change any time soon. Tensions were still high and any mingling between the other Clans and GorgeClan was still edgy. She would most likely keep to herself and quietly observe. 

As GorgeClan cats filled the clearing of the Stumps, Peachwish caught up her breathing. The trip from camp to the meeting place was always fast paced and rather far. She tried to hang toward the back to make sure the younger apprentices didn't fall behind, but there were no issues. She padded toward the middle of the crowd, not too close to the front and not too close to the back, settling on her haunches to patiently wait for the Gathering to begin. She watched Fangstar cautiously greet the other leader, not close enough to make out what they are saying. 

Before much time had passed, the scent of CreekClan drifted into the air and Peachwish's fur instinctively prickled at the foreign smell and her eyes shot toward CreekClan borders just in time to see the orange white pelt of Stoatstar and his selected assortment of cats race into the opening.
She felt her claws dig in the earth nervously, being around so many unfamiliar cats was making her uneasy. She knew they were protected under the temporary truce of StarClan, her only comfort. She wondered how many knew of the sickness taking the lives of cats, how many of the other Clans own had been taken due to it. Fangstar had only just shared the nightmare after the sudden passing of Coyotecall, which had been very public. And how would they combat this terrible curse?

She hoped the medicine cats were able to figure something out, perhaps StarClan shared a solution with another leader. What would be learned tonight? 
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stoatstar
Starclan
Jan 10, 2020 14:28:21 GMT
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It seemed as if things were going to get off to a rather unusual start. As his eyes combed across the cats from the other two clans, it was oddly noted that Ferretmask was gone. But he couldn't judge. Not when his ranks were completely different than a moon ago. In a single moon he had lost those that were near and dear to him, and now he was playing catch up...with an apprentice becoming Creekclan's medicine cat at that. But Spiritstar wasn't just questioning him...and for that he was thankful. This was directed to both him and Fangstar. And thankfully, the tabby molly was the first to answer. 

So others were missing. It wasn't just Berrybloom....the ginger tom's eyes moved between the two leaders, he would have to answer next. Fangstar was sure to bring up Creekclan's new ranks...especially after having to answer for her own. "Berrybloom is missing as well. We are searching for her but have yet to find anything relevant....Pantherleap passed from The Spore. It was, quite disturbing." 

The tom kept his voice low, shielding it from the members of the clans, though by now they were noting absences as well he was sure. His mind flashed back the mushrooms stemming up out of his once Deputy's body, and he closed his eyes briefly to rid himself of the memory. "Hopefully there is good news to share as well?" He mused, praying to Starclan that they could get through this without another death.      


''kinda crap but oh well. 
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PEBBLES
62 Moons
Tom
Hetero
Jelly
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Spiritsong
Oneclan
Jan 11, 2020 23:17:20 GMT
SPIRITSTAR
Fangstar's admission was...unexpected, though at the very least less worrisome than had she fallen to the Spore. Spiritstar nodded solemnly, grateful to see the molly's honesty holding true this gathering as well. "I too hope for her safe return," the raven leader offered, knowing that truly there was little else he could offer in this situation beyond his own well wishes. So, he remained silent beyond this as Fangstar's attention turned toward Stoatstar in turn, signalling she had little else to add.

Stoatstar was surprisingly just as honest - though perhaps that was due in part to Fangstar offering her piece first. Spiristar listened respectfully, eyes widening a little at the mention of another missing feline - a medicine cat, no less - before his expression deepened into a slight frown at mention of the Spore. Again, his gaze drifted toward Seawatcher and Spiderpaw, and while his prior suspicion of a new deputy was confirmed with one, he found himself wondering if the young apprentice would be force to take his mentor's place.

"My condolences to the loss of your deputy - may Pantherleap find his peace and good hunting with Starclan." Spiritstar's gaze alighted to the stars for a brief moment, before returning to the Creekclan leader. "Should Spiderpaw need aid with his training in Berrybloom's...absence, know that he is welcome across the border to seek teaching from Skywhisper. Medicine cats are crucial in times like these - I do not wish to see Creekclan suffer more than you already have."

A hope for good news...such things seemed intent to dwindle this moon.

Even so, Spiritstar gave a nod of agreement, expression smoothing as his attention drifted back toward the cats below. They were settling, sensing the time for announcements was nigh. "The continued strength of all three clans will always be good news - this sickness is an obstacle indeed, but it will not destroy us," he added to the other leaders, before tilting his head toward Fangstar in an offer for her to step forth and begin. "If you would like to start us off, Fangstar?"

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fangstar
Starclan
Jan 12, 2020 5:12:47 GMT
"The truth will set you free."
Her tail flicked once at the news of Creekclan's missing cats, unease settling in Fangstar's stomach. That's two cats who have vanished and at least one other life claimed by the Spore. Things were not going well at all in the Clans. Sabotage by an outside force or just sheer dumb coincidence? Surely Starclan would have told someone if this was a punishment for something, or at least done it sooner than now.

"Spiderpaw is also free to seek out Flickerfrost," Fangstar added on to Spiritstar's offer. She knew the likelihood of such an offer being accepted by Stoatstar, but she would not sabotage the young tom's path because of his leader's tongue and dislike of her clan. If he wasn't told of the offer then that would be on Stoatstar and not her. It was then that she was offered the spot of first to speak. The molly inclined her head in thanks and stood, moving to the edge of her stump. Gorgeclan, already with half an eye on her it seemed, quieted first and the others followed suit when she raised her voice to be heard.

"Cats of the clans! Gorgeclan mourns the loss of Coyotecall to the Spore." She did not wait for any whispers to rise at the unexpected news and had no care for whether her fellow leaders had even told their Clans of the Spore. "Our deputy, Ferretmask, has gone missing. If any of you see a sign of her please let your leader know so that we may be informed. Beyond those two losses, Gorgeclan still runs strong. Our prey will see us through this leaf-bare, no other illnesses have fallen on us, and we have strong apprentices approaching their naming."

Fangstar backed up once more and resumed a calm sitting position, using her tail to gesture towards Stoatstar to take his turn. It would be interesting to see what he did and did not announce to the gathered cats after what she and Spiritstar were told.

MEL @ ADOXOGRAPHY

PEBBLES
60 moons
Molly
She/Her
Unknown
Former Gorgeclan Leader
arcticwind
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stoatstar
Starclan
Jan 13, 2020 14:53:07 GMT
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All he could do was listen to his fellow leaders. They would say their words and offer their condolences. Just as he would do the same for them. He nodded appropriately to Spiritstar and Fangstar. "Thank you both, I'll pass the words along to Spiderpaw." At least his medicine cat would still be able to receive training should he need it. However, Spiderpaw was strong and Stoatstar was sure he had much of the knowledge he needed already tucked away.

The ginger feline watched as Fangstar spoke, openly. For that he had to commend her. And if she were to speak so freely, well...he might as well. Stepping forward he allowed a calmness to overtake him. He had to seem calm, he had to seem regal, and he had to seem like he had it all together...when in reality, his brain was just as frazzled as everyone else's. 

"Creekclan too, has a missing cat. Please be on the lookout for Berrybloom. Spiderpaw will be taking her place and for that we are thankful, however if anyone sees her please get word back to us. Pantherleap has joined Starclan, a life taken too soon." He paused, his eyes stopping momentarily on Seawatcher. "Seawatcher has replaced him as Deputy. We do have what appears to be a pair of foxes trying to push into the forest. Please be on the lookout should they continue to roam....And while these are trying times...Creekclan continues to stand strong. Prey and spirits are high as we look forward to New-Leaf." He gave a brief nod, pleased with the words he had chosen. 

They could have been better, but given the circumstances...well they were all that he had. He motioned politely to Spiritstar, Moorclan would be up next. And Stoatstar was sure that their news would be nothing but well.  
    


''it is what it is yo. 
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62 Moons
Tom
Hetero
Jelly
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Spiritsong
Oneclan
Jan 15, 2020 21:35:38 GMT
SPIRITSTAR
As Fangstar stepped forward to address the clans, her words rung honest and true. Perhaps Spiristar ought not be surprised, though at the same time he wondered at it. It seemed she was hiding little, beyond what fear for the future Spiristar suspected she must hold. Gone were the times, it seemed, where Gorgeclan would try to lord their strength over others. Instead they were admitting to the weaknesses that struck them.

Registering his surprise at her honesty little beyond a brief blink, Spiristar turned his attention toward Stoatstar as he too stepped forward to announce. Again, honesty rung in his words, and nothing he had told them was spared from the felines bellow. Again, the tom looked as calm and regal as a leader ought to before the clans, though Spiristar had little doubt the pair were struck harder by their hardships than they were willing to let on.

At the motion for his turn, Spiristar had to stifle a slight prickle of guilt as he nodded his head in return and stepped forward. Once more, Moorclan had seemingly been spared from the worst, and while Spiritstar felt indeed relieved by this...he could not help but wonder if they deserved it.

Pushing his thoughts aside, the tom straightened and set his gaze upon the cats below. "Moorclan, too, has faced a loss. As of recently, we mourn Skywhisper's apprentice, Orchidpaw, taken by dogs to be wary of near the fringes of the White Forest and our border with Gorgeclan." The tom cast a glance toward Fangstar and her clan as he spoke, letting the warning to be alert settle in for the other clan, before he went on just as strongly. "Though Leafbare brings with it a scarcity of prey, Moorclan stands strong and hunts well despite this. In just a few sunrises, we await the naming of two new warriors who just now near the end of their training," the tom concluded, ending on a vastly more positive note than he begun. He could already see a few prickling pelts below at the thought of Moorclan being hit far less than the other clans, but Spiristar ignored this.

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Flickerfrost
Oneclan
Jan 18, 2020 18:52:26 GMT
Flickerfrost
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The price of  YOUR GREED,





your sons and your daughters
The camp was oddly quiet when they were finally collected together to make the trip to the Blessed Stumps. Usually, the apprentices where chattering to themselves and warriors talking about who they were hoping to see, and yet, silence. She watched Fangstar look around with a distant look, no doubt counting cats and whatever else she may be doing before they were called to leave. It was odder yet that they were going without a deputy - Fangstar had yet to name one, hoping that Ferretmask would magically reappear. Flickerfrost highly doubted she would, but she had no say in the matter anyways so she kept her mouth shut on the matter.

The travel too, was quiet, the stillness of the territory creeping in around them and silencing the few who decided to try and strike a conversation. They were not the first to arrive, but that was just fine with her. The more Clans already gathered, the faster it would start and the faster it would be over with.

She took her place, eyes staring off in the distance as they normally did - if she made eye contact with anyone, they took that as an invitation to talk and she was absolutely not interested. The Gathering started before long and she listened, taking in what information she could after she missed so much last time. It was discouraging, that they were all missing cats - not just dead cats, but actively up-and-disappeared cats. She didn't think it had anything to do with The Spore, but it would be best to keep an eye out anyways. It was especially bad that one was a medicine cat, and another yet a medicine cat apprentice. She'd force Fangstar to offer her help if need be.

Mouth firmly shut, she sat, and waited for the call to return to camp, hoping no one would stop her on her way out.

PEBBLES
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Female
She/Her
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Medicine Cat
Featherpaw
Kein Dong Knot Jair
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fangstar
Starclan
Jan 19, 2020 8:16:19 GMT
"The truth will set you free."
Fangstar sat straight and quiet, listening intently as her fellow leaders reported on their own news. While it was far more likely that they had decided to be honest on their own, she briefly acknowledged to herself the possibility that they might have taken a hint from her. Their words rang as true as her own. The news of the foxes was new; if they could find no luck in Creekclan territory they might try for Gorgeclan next. She reminded herself to set up a few extra patrols along that border -

Make that just one. The other would have to go towards their far border with Moorclan. She shot an unreadable look at Spiritstar at the news of what exactly happened to the young apprentice but quickly shifted her attention to the cats below. Some were already taking issue with Moorclan's lack of hardship. Fangstar couldn't allow that to fester. Yes, they may have only lost one, but a medicine cat apprentice was just as much of a blow as deputies and warriors.

"Gorgeclan." Her voice rung firmly in the silence that fell after Spiritstar's words, Fangstar purposefully shifting as many eyes to herself as possible as she stood. She didn't aim a farewell at the two toms behind her, instead jumping from the stumps and beginning to lead her clan back to their territory. She would need someone with experience to promote to deputy, she decided. Someone who could make sure to keep everyone in line on the ground during Gatherings.

MEL @ ADOXOGRAPHY

PEBBLES
60 moons
Molly
She/Her
Unknown
Former Gorgeclan Leader
arcticwind
Jan 31, 2020 17:23:54 GMT
` peachwish:
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🍑 the calico molly watching quietly as the trio of leaders spoke quietly amongst themselves. These gatherings were always a bit awkward for her, and most of the other attendees as well. She had no friends outside of her her clan and she could feel hostile eyes on her as if she was the one that committed Bonestar's crimes. She hoped her future kits would not have to face such animosity in their lives, she had hope that the Clans would move forward eventually and alliances would be healed.

She urged herself to focus as Fangstar approached the edge of her stump, the meeting was beginning.

Her heart dropped into her stomach hearing the names of the two cats lost in GorgeClan. It was a heavy hit to lose Coyotecall and Ferretmask, especially so sudden and dramatically. GorgeClan still stood strong with many warriors and apprentices, but with the deputy position empty it put a weak spot in their ranks. She wondered who would fill the spot by Fangstar's side. The rest of Fangstar's announcement was pretty standard, winter was hard, but this one didn't seem too harsh. Everyone seemed plenty fed and apprentices were hard at work. The Spore hadn't shown it's ugly face since the passing of Coyotecall, and for that she was grateful. She relaxed a bit as Fangstar resumed her spectating spot on her stump and she braced herself for any bad news Stoatstar had to say about CreekClan this past moon.

CreekClan did not come without losses of their own. Her heart aches hearing the news of Berrybloom's disappearance and her eyes found the small form of Spiderpaw, so young for such a big responsibility. She wondered how scared and overwhelmed the young apprentice must feel. And then, Pantherleap. She knew of this cat and was in shock to hear of his passing. Her eyes were wide with worry, she scanned the group of CreekClan cats nearby. The had had as rough of a moon as GorgeClan had. Had MoorClan been as unlucky, too? The news of fox in CreekClan seemed but small in comparison to the losses at hand, but now it was Spiritstar's turn and she waited patiently for news from MoorClan.


Spiritstar spoke of Orchidpaw, the medicine cat apprentice, had been killed by dogs. Peachwish was horrified, especially since the creatures were found to be on the border shared with GorgeClan. It hit close to home and she felt a shiver of fear run through her. Aside from this, MoorClan seemed to be well, StarClan spared them any worse fates.

As the Gathering came to an end and Fangstar called to GorgeClan, Peachwish stretched her limbs and eagerly followed her leader and clanmates back toward their territory. The news of the night pricked through her pelt and she prayed to StarClan silently that this coming moon would be kinder.

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