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Post by StarClan on Mar 14, 2006 17:29:23 GMT -5
OOC: Okay, guys, just like last time! Wait for your leader to post, and then feel free. I believe Snowstar said that she would not be able to attend, therefore Fallenclaw will be representing ShadowClan.
ShadowClan posts in Black ThunderClan posts in Green WindClan posts in Brown RiverClan posts in Beige
Leaders, this time we won't have a separate thread for the announcements, we'll just have this one.
BIC: **Rowanstar, the tortoiseshell she-cat, leader of WindClan, stood at the edge of the hollow known to the Clan cats as Fourtress, feeling a slight breeze ruffle her thin fur. Cocking her ears, she listened for any unusual sound, and opened her mouth to draw the air over her scent glands. Sensing no danger, she nodded to the cats behind her and bounded down into the clearing, skidding to a stop at the bottom.**
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Post by sunpaw on Mar 14, 2006 17:55:49 GMT -5
*Sunpaw padded down the hill after her leader, practically bursting with excitement. This was her first Gathering, and it was a completely different experience than any she had ever had.*
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Post by DawnPAW on Mar 14, 2006 23:09:00 GMT -5
**Dawnpaw trots after her leader and mentor. She is tense, ready to jump at the first sign of danger. It's her first Gathering. Why shouldn't she be scared? After all, what if the truce were to break? She shakes her head and catches up with Rowanstar.** Do you think everything will be okay, Rowanstar?
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Post by dawncloud on Mar 15, 2006 8:48:33 GMT -5
This is so exciting! My first Gathering!!!
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Post by DawnPAW on Mar 15, 2006 14:50:14 GMT -5
((Dawncloud, has Rowanstar even approved our membership yet? If not, I suggest you wait for a bit.))
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Post by DawnPAW on Mar 15, 2006 19:57:12 GMT -5
((Oops, I meant "Dawncloud, has Rowanstar even approved your membership yet?" Sorry 'bout that.))
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Post by Mosspaw& Aquapaw on Mar 16, 2006 18:21:30 GMT -5
**Mosspaw creaps after Dawnpaw, staying close to her.** I'm so exited but just a little shacky. What do you think will happen??
OOC:Sorry if I spelled something wrong, the spell check doesn't work on my comp.
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Mar 16, 2006 18:48:15 GMT -5
** Kempfur answers for his leader. ** Of course it'll be ok, Dawnpaw. Why wouldn't it be?** The grey tabby had come from a different direction then the rest of the Clan to check some things out on the border between WindClan and RiverClan and ThunderClan. He now stood by Rowanstar, waiting for the other Clans to show.**
** Snowstar stops at the top of the ravine, looking down at the WindClan cats. The white leader stands with pride as she looks down at Fourtrees. The majestic oaks look the same as the last Gathering, and she notes the new apprentices in the other Clan. Her tail flicks, a signal to move forward, as she herself bounds down the slope to go wait behind Great Rock.**
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Post by Dawnpaw on Mar 16, 2006 23:27:54 GMT -5
**Dawnpaw looks at the four oaks, then gives her head a little shake.** I don't know, Kempfur. I guess I'm just nervous. I mean, I'll be meeting cats from other clans. What if they don't think I'll make a good warrior? What if I accidentally embarrass WindClan, and in front of ThunderClan, ShadowClan, and RiverClan?
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Post by Snowstar on Mar 17, 2006 10:08:44 GMT -5
That won't happen.** Kempfur smiles encouragingly, licking the top of the apprentice's head.** You'll be fine. Nothing will go long.** He looks up to see ShadowClan on the borders.** Looks like they're taking their time.** He mumbles.**
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Post by Dawnpaw on Mar 17, 2006 11:53:55 GMT -5
**Comforted by the friendlyness of the deputy, Dawnpaw smiles and looks towards the ShadowClan border.** Are they ususally late, Kempfur? Or do they just like to make an entrance? **She looks questioningly at Kempfur.**
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Post by Snowstar on Mar 17, 2006 12:11:06 GMT -5
Just keep clear of them when they turn nasty.** The tabby watches as Snowstar walks up to Rowanstar to exchange greetings.** You don't want them as an enemy in battle, but as an ally they can be even worse.** His face turns from grim to a soft smile as he goes to lay down in the shade of one of the four great oaks that makes Fourtrees what it is.**
** Snowstar glares at Kempfur as he walks away from Dawnpaw. That deputy needs to hold his tongue, but she won't do anything just yet. She nods to ROwanstar as the white she-cat draws closer.** Noose met aroonda, Rowanstar.** She meows.**
(( Translation: We meet again, Rowanstar. It's a language I made up.))
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Post by StarClan on Mar 17, 2006 14:55:07 GMT -5
OOC: Wow. ;D
**Rowanstar nodded at her fellow leader respectfully.** Indeed. **Casting a glance at her deputy, her gaze turned to the Thunderclan and Riverclan borders. The tip of her tail flicked impatiently as she murmured.** You can show up any time now...
**Twingetail padded down the hill after his leader, then looked around to observe the cats already in the clearing. Obviously, WindClan had gotten bigger. The new warrior's chest swelled with pride.** Well, so have we! **Twingetail padded towards Kempfur, the WindClan deputy, a slight wariness in his eyes. There was something about the cat that made his fur prick. The young warrior and mentor nodded respectfully.** Kempfur.
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Post by Torclaw and Kempfur on Mar 17, 2006 15:08:46 GMT -5
** Kempfur nods.** Nice to see you again, Twingepaw.** He meows in greeting, not knowing that the ShadowClan cat has become a warrior. The tom licks his chest uncomfortably, feeling Twingetail's hot gaze on him. He doesn't have friends in ShadowClan. Bad mistake.**
** Snowstar looks, too, and sighs. She sits and her blue eyes roll to look at the sky. The full moon has not yet risen to its full height; ThunderClan and RiverClan still have time.** Why is it that WindCLan is always first to arrive and ThunderClan last?** She murmurs to Silverpelt, eyes half closed.**
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Post by Icestar on Mar 17, 2006 17:17:27 GMT -5
**Icestar's face was grim and intense as he scanned the occupants of that sacred place and their actions. He smiled a little and chuckled at the mulitple tail-flicks from the leaders that indicated their impatience. The grave leader turned to face his band of cats.** Alright.. We better not wait any longer. **Without further comment the silver tabby trotted briskly into the clearing, making a bee-line for the other leaders. He stopped beside them cooly and rested casually on his rump.** Good evenin'. **He licked his forepaw and gave them a roguish smile, an impish flicker dancing in his icy-blue eyes.**
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