Gathering (July 2007)

[Shiningstream]

Scorchpaw gave a small meow of congratulations to Longclaw, feeling her mind driving her elsewhere. She was still chapped at Fernstar for not making her a warrior yet, even though she clearly deserved it. She continued listening, wondering if Fernstar would make an announcement about the attack on ShadowClan.

Darkwing, the deputy of WindClan, too gave a meow of congratulations to the dumbstruck ShadowClan warrior. He never recalled meeting Longclaw before, but thought nothing of it. He was quite eager for Rainstar to begin. She deserved as much; Palestar had been extra late, and Bonefoot, though looking as comfortable and high-strong as he was, shouldn't get the privilage of talking next.

Silvertip sat next to her apprentice, Dewpaw, looking up at Palestar excitedly. She anticipated her announcement of Winterleaf's deputyship, Miserystrike's joining, and her own apprentice.

Shiningstream took her place next to Hawkmask, oddly, and then jokingly rubbed his shoulder. "Seems like most of the Clans aren't too happy with Bonefoot." True, Shiningstream and the thick-headed deputy never really caught on: she was ambitious, imaginative, and independant. He was more subtle and reserved.

[Fernstar]

"Yes you," Fernstar meowed. "You have proven a fine warrior and I would be honored to have you as my deputy." She stopped and nodded to the other leaders and the ThunderClan deputy. "ShadowClan are finished."

[Pale*]

"It's good to here things are well in ShadowClan. If I may, I'd like to go next," Palestar asked the other leaders. She had much to say, considering how much had happened in the last moon. Winterleaf had been pronounced as their deputy, Rosethorn's kits would soon be apprenticed, all of their new warriors, and the joining of their new cats. She didn't want to flaunt how RiverClan was gaining other Clan's members, but things needed to be said.[/size]

[~*hawkclaw*~]

Hawkclaw felt Rabbitpaw's pelt against his. Then he gave a great big tired sigh. He too was also feeling pretty tired. Then his eyes started to close and soon he was in a deep sleep.


Dragonflower lay silently in the shadows that streched across the cool damp earth. Her greenish eyes glitered in the shadows. "Finnaly, this meeting started," she meowed boringly.

[{Snarky}]

Swiftcloud nodded to Ambercloud, eagerly taking in anything he had to say. They had never been good friends, but she admired him for loving someone enough to stay with her forever. Turning to the gray she-cat beside him who was fidgeting nervously, Swiftcloud took in her swollen belly with bright blue eyes. "When are you supposed to have them?" she asked eagerly, happy that the conversation would turn to something she knew about, herself being a queen. Maybe she could give some advice to the RiverClan mother...

Sparklestorm fidgeted nervously beside her mate, and her ears flicked up in surprise when the white she-cat addressed her. "Not soon enough..." she joked as another pain hit her stomach. The young kits must be practicing their fighting...the thought made her smile. Her nervousness faded away slightly as she spoke to the experienced queen.

Ghostfur flicked an ear in the direction of the cats Swiftcloud was addressing in interest. It sounded as if a talk between queens was about to happen, and she wanted to catch every bit. She was a ShadowClan queen without kits...an irony she had to live with every day. She had a mental image of the three queens swapping stories from the different clans to tell the new kits, but she quickly banished it. She was ShadowClan...she wouldn't reveal a secret from her clan, even if it was a story.

Rabbitpaw startled awake as a new cat began to talk. Palestar spoke, hoping to share her news next. She washed a paw, trying to seem disinterested although inside she took in every word. She couldn't wait for Rainstar to talk, and she wondered if she would be mentioned. She hoped to be a warrior soon, and turning to Hawkclaw as he slept peacefully only made her want it more.

[Nightclaw]

Nightclaw sat restlessly, only faintly hearing Palestar's news. She glanced around the clearing guiltily searching for Pantherpaw... I just want to make sure he didn't get in too much trouble, Nightclaw defended herself. She gave a small laugh, that she hoped the other cats didn't hear, when she realized she was defending herself against herself. Then she saw his large paws, and tried to keep her eye on them; maybe she would get a word with him just after the gathering...

[{Snarky}]

Ghostfur rose to her paws from her laying position beside Swiftcloud and walk toward the larger pawed apprentice from her clan. Her yellow eyes were trained on him as she slunk through the shadows, her dark fur blending in perfectly. She appeared beside him, laying down on his right side. Glancing over at Rabbitpaw who laid beside Hawkclaw on Pantherpaw's left, she flicked her ears in silent jealousy before she spoke.

"She seems nice." It was an offering for conversation. She liked the tom and hoped he would pick it up and speak to her. He seemed to be her only friend in ShadowClan, and she felt connected to him.

[Pantherpaw]

Pantherpaw blinked, feeling a particular feeling against his onyx pelt. It took a moment before he realized that he was being watched, and his head turned. His eyes alighted upon Nightclaw, the she-cat he had met at the border. He blinked at her, and dipped his head slightly. Then he gave her a short smile, trying to show that he hadn't gotten in trouble, not much, anyway.

At the feel of another pelt close to his, he jumped slightly, before he realized it was Ghostfur. His long tail flicked, and shifted, so that he could talk to her. He glanced at Rabbitpaw at Ghostfur's words, and nodded. "She is." He said simply. "How are you, Ghostfur?" He asked.

[Nightclaw]

Nightclaw hoped that Pantherpaw's smile meant that he hadn't gotten into any trouble. Her tail flicked in delight, when she recalled their entertaining meeting. In one way, she hoped they would meet again; in another way, she was worried if they met again, that both of their clans would grow suspicious. Not that we're doing anything wrong! Nightclaw growled at her thoughts. Why did she have to do that all of the time? It wasn't like anyone could read her mind... could they?

[{Snarky}]

Ghostfur nodded, flicking her tail over Pantherpaw's back after a moments thought. "Just fine." she reported. She tried to think of something to say, but nothing good came to mind so she kept her mouth shut. She was content to sit in the quiet anyways; just his presence was enough.