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Post by Sandstar on Dec 1, 2015 23:15:51 GMT
Note: The leaders will talk about how clan life is....but all cats may also communicate with one another.
Sandstar led her clan through the bushes that surrounded the great oaks that had been marked by each clan. She lifted her tail telling her clan to pause as she let her green eyes dart from one area to another, her clan wasnt the first to arrive like normal. Her eyes pinned themselves to the handsome Moorclan leader, Sprucestar. The long haired dark brown toms fur was lighter in the moonlight and starlight of Starclan. Finally she let her tail flick and signaled her clan to run down the ravine and towards the other clans. She bounded down and ended up nearby the Moorclan leader and the Streamclan Oak.
Sandstar kept her head low holding back a growl when she saw the handsome Moorclan leader next to the clan deputy, Asterheart. She padded past the two and then turned back to the Moorclan leader. Sprucestar, how's the prey in Moorclan? And you better get to your tree, the gathering is about to start. She meowed kindly and then gave a respectful nod to the Moorclan deputy. |
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Post by Sprucestar on Dec 1, 2015 23:27:56 GMT
Sprucestar had led his clan into the clearing first. he then sat waiting for the other clans with asterheart his deputy. he saw sandstar and her clan approach. "Ah, hello sandstar." He said looking respectfully at the other leade. he hadn't noticed how beautiful her coat was before until the moonlight was reflected off of it. "Its well." he said before bounding to his spot and waiting fir the other leaders while the cats below chatted amongst themselves.
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Post by Faintstar on Dec 1, 2015 23:50:05 GMT
Faintstar had almost forgotten about the gathering. After all, it wasn't like he had an abundance of cats to bring. Giving a mental sigh, the dark tabby tom slipped into the clearing with his one clanmate: Brightstorm. "Why don't you go socialize with the other clans," he addressed the queen with his face void of emotion, per usual, while he gesturing with his tail towards the gathered cats, "I've got a few losers to meet with," his ears angled towards the two other leader, and although he used disrespectful words his tone was fond; an unusual display of emotion for the normally stoic tom. With a nod "good-bye" to the she-cat, he padded over to the other leaders. "You two look like your doing well," he greeted, dipping his head respectfully to the tom and she-cat. |
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Post by Lynxheart on Dec 2, 2015 1:38:11 GMT
Lynxheart was near the Forestclan cats
She gazed into the groups of cats hoping to find one to
Talk with.The deputy than spotted a snowclan queen
She trotted over to her and started to speak
"Hello there" she meowed dipping her head
"How's Snowclan doing?"
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Post by Sprucestar on Dec 2, 2015 1:53:56 GMT
Sprucestar watched as faintstar approached. "Faintstar." Sprucestar said in greeting. "Well if I'm here and not in my nest." he said grumpily but his words held humor. " How's are you and your clan faintstar?" he asked curiosly. Faintstar |
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Post by Faintstar on Dec 2, 2015 4:44:56 GMT
Faintstar let a smile flicker across his face, glad for the chance to talk to the other leader. Brightstorm was good company, but he missed being around other cats. Even if he was a loner, he had grown up in a clan, with tons of other cats around. Plus without the warm all pelts to cuddle up next to the thin-furred leader was finding it hard to sleep at night. Not that he usually slept in the warriors den unless it was particularly cold.
"Well, to be honest we aren't much of a clan," Faintstar mewed truthfully, letting his guard drop slightly. He trusted Sprucestar enough to let him now this; he viewed all the current leader's as good cats, and trusted them enough to let them know how his clan was really doing, instead of the useless "our clan is always doing amazing" spiel that every leader seemed to make, even when their clan was in need of assistance. "It's only me and Brightstorm these days, but we fair well enough. At least's theres always enough prey, and without kits to currently care for I have a partner to accompany me on patrols," he mewed, trying to end his statement with something more lighthearted. It must have been a strange sight for the other two, after all his face was void of expression even if his voice carried emotion.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2015 3:22:51 GMT
Bluestar the new leader of Vallyclan was nervous on the way up to the ancient oak. She had her medicine cat, Batwing by her side. Ever since the siamese she-cat became leader her clan went downhill. She had no deputy, warriors, or queens to have kits. She was frustrated with every little thing going through her head. "Here goes nothing Batwing." she sighed looking at the clearing, she noticed they where the last ones.
"You can go talk to the other clans, I'm going to meet up with the other Leaders." she told them as they walked in. With one last nod she walked over to the three other Leaders. "Hello, I'm sorry we are a little late." she said with a small nod towards them.
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Post by Sandstar on Dec 3, 2015 11:30:03 GMT
Sandstar nodded. "Forestclan is well, prey is flying." She meowed solemly. 'Oh my Starclan I sound like my dad!!' She wailwailed in her head. She fretted the other to leaders
"If I were well my clan would be full....but its not." She meowed a little upset. She then turned to Bluestar. "Your fine. But lets start the gathering." She meowed leaping into her clans tree and signaling all the clan leaders to yowl. To silence all.
Even though Sandstar seemed pretty clam, she was nervous. Prophecy stating a lion will save us from the spotted trouble. She had the pelt of a lion. But she didnt know who was the spotted one.
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Post by Asterheart on Dec 3, 2015 11:37:35 GMT
Aster's ears flickered slightly as she bounded silently alongside Sprucestar all the way to the gathering. She wondered how the other clans were doing, hoping there hadn't been any major fights other than the few petty border squabbles the clans often had. She'd hate for there to be tenting amongst the clans with such a truce at hand. The idea of upsetting their ancestors caused a shiver, the clan overlords could do plenty of damage if they saw it to be fit. It wasn't long before she and the an, along with Sprucestar, we're skidding to a halt in the clearing. Her eyes darted slightly, but there seemed little tention. As Sandstar approached her and Spruce, she watched the other cats depart to mingle before responding to the she-cat's nod with a respectful one of her own. With a gentle smile to her leader, she offered him a slightly affectionate nudge with her striped head before heading off to speak to other cats.
She soon found herself approaching the Forest clan deputy, Lynx heart. She had just opened her mouth to speak to the other, when Sandstar's yowl echoed through the clearing, bringing chatter to a halt as the gathering begun. Aster simply offered the other deputy a respectful nod before turning to listen to the leader's words.
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Post by Faintstar on Dec 3, 2015 19:28:43 GMT
Faintstar returned the she-cat nod of greeting, feeling guilt that he was glad he wasn't the only leader to bring a party of two to the gathering tonight. "It's nice to see that your doing well, Bluestar," the dark tabby mewed, not getting a chance to hold a conversation before Sandstar leaped into her tree. No matter, he wasn't much for small talk anyway. "I guess we should do the same," the stoic leader said, turning towards the direction of his own tree and waving his tail in farewell to the other leaders. With powerful muscles that were used to leaping from rock to rock in his own territory, he jumped easily into his tree and landed neatly on a visible branch. Silently, he watched the other leader's follow suit before turning to Sandstar, having a gut feeling that she would like to speak first tonight.
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Post by Batwing on Dec 3, 2015 21:08:05 GMT
Batwing followed Bluestar into the gathering, a little glad that his clan had come last. He wasn't much for talking, although he guessed he wouldn't mind a conversation too much. Maybe. Nodding goodbye to his leader, the scarred tom decided to take a seat towards the edge of the group of cats, not knowing exactly how he would go about starting a conversation.
I wonder if any other medicine cat's are here? he thought, lazily looking around-- not that it helped, he wasn't exactly sure who he should be looking for. Sighing, the black tom decided to just wait until someone approached him. If someone approached him, that is; he wouldn't blame anyone if they didn't, after all he wasn't exactly the prettiest sight with all his scars.
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Post by Lynxheart on Dec 3, 2015 21:48:44 GMT
As she waited for Brightstorm to replay but than Lynxheart spotted Asterheart the Moorclan deputy padding toward her.
Lynxheart greeted the deputy and smiled before turning back to Brightstorm
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Post by Brightstorm on Dec 4, 2015 3:38:19 GMT
Brightstorm put on a small smile at her leader's words, before walking away. She didn't know who to talk to, she was nervous. Snowclan wasn't doing to good but she would never tell another clan that. The light chocolate pointed birman she-cat looked to see the Forestclan deputy walking her way. "Hello Lynxheart." she put on another smile. "Snowclan is doing good, there may not be many of us but we will get through this." she told her. Soon Asterheart had approached them. But never said a word to her just Lynxheart. "Well it looks like it's starting, I'll talk to you after the leader's have spoken." she said in a soft voice.
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Post by Sam on Dec 4, 2015 11:28:06 GMT
Sandstar decided that she will call the meeting together. "Hello! Welcome welcome to our first gathering." She cheered through the hollow a smile across her face. "Who would like to speak first?" She then asked. "That includes anyone for any personal stories. Or very courageous saves?" She said to them all and decided that she'd tell a little bit first. "Forestclan is well, prey is all around just waiting to be caught. But warning to Moorclan, a large fox me and my deputy spotted darted into your territory after giving me a nasty cut." She said softly in Sprucestars direction. She had always liked the muscular tom.
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Post by Sprucestar on Dec 4, 2015 11:42:04 GMT
Sprucestar listend carefully as sandstar began talking. a distant look came over his eyes as he was lost in thought. "Oh... yes... thank you sandstar. we thank you for warning us. moorclan is alive and well."
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