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Gathering #1 - Gathering of March 5th, 2015
Cats Attending:
 * SplashClan
 * Elmstar
 * Minnowfur
 * Newtcloud
 * Rippedface
 * Shadefoot
 * Silverwave
 * Volcanoflame
 * Otterstep
 * Emberpelt
 * Smokecloud
 * Eagleface
 * AutumnClan
 * Tigerstar
 * Snailstorm
 * Wigeonfoot
 * Rainheart
 * Lichenclaw
 * Pouringfall
 * Cardinalflame
 * Cloverpaw
 * Larchcloud
 * Cinnamonflame
 * Silentwhisper
 * Umbrastripe
 * Uryū
 * SummerClan
 * Magpiestar
 * Thundershade
 * Rainingflame
 * Muskratpaw
 * Risingpaw
 * Swiftpaw
 * Ivyfoot
 * Harepaw
 * Lightningpaw Note: Only mentioned
 * Sorrelface
 * Morningpaw
 * Bouldertail
 * Snakeclaw
 * SpringClan
 * Sparrowstar
 * Petaltail
 * Honeyfeather
 * Honeydapple
 * Lakestorm
 * Boulderfrost
 * Midnight
 * Poolcloud
 * Cypressclaw
 * Leopardfoot
 * WinterClan
 * Guppystar
 * Waspface
 * Hazelfern
 * Gemcave
 * Webshadow
 * Finn
 * Gannetpaw
 * Jaystorm
 * Snakestorm
 * Shadowshade
 * Frostrose
 * Thunderclaw
 * Rookheart
 * Dawnnose
 * Daffodilnose
 * Gullpaw

RP
Elmstar led his Clan to the Gathering place. He was eager to see the faces of his peers once more, and perhaps form alliances with them rather than hostilities. -- Minnowfur followed her Clan toward the glade, excited to meet other Clan cats. 20:10, March 5, 2015 (UTC)

Tigerstar was leading AutumnClan to the Gathering place. Several moons since the last Gathering and yet he was leading them like a pro. You go, Tigerstar.

The ginger tom was looking clearly done as Wigeonfoot raced ahead of him. It was not her fault; he was just more pissed off than usual lately, and he couldn't exactly understand why. Just another feeling lingering, he presumed.

Wigeonfoot, on the other hand, was so excited about the Gathering she couldn't focused on anything else. The last few moons were so boring, since none of the Clans were doing anything important lately. Almost like there was a standstill of activity for a while, which, to Wigeonfoot, was bad. No activity meant no action! She'd totally brag here to these other Clan cats, yep, yep. 23:17, March 5, 2015 (UTC)

Rainheart trailed behind the other cats. It was good to be out of the camp every once and a while for a Gathering. She glanced around, gawking at the cats from the other Clans. It had been an awful long while since she had seen any of them, and it was different.

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Newtcloud dragged behind the other cats from SplashClan. She was tired, but she wanted something to do away from camp. It had been a long, boring day, with only the Gathering to look forward to. 23:21 Thu Mar 5

Magpiestar kept at a pretty relaxed pace as he led SummerClan to the gathering site. He was kinda pumped about this one, since well last time it hadn't been the best one he'd seen. But he had some high hopes for this one. The black and white tom watched as his daughter soon separated from the Clan to mingle. He'd like to do that, but quite frankly, he was chill with chatting with the leaders.

Meanwhile in the SplashClan cats, Rippedface walked behind her cousin. Her mauled face kept low, since she had never been to a gathering before; the black and white molly was quite unsure how the other Clans would react. Sure, she still got the odd glance from a Clanmate, but a stranger giving her this look? The thought made her blood boil a little. On the other hand, (or would paw be a better term?), Shadefoot walked closer to the senior warriors, hoping to follow them to hear cool stories from the other Clans. Like his Clanmate, it was his first gathering too. So he was pumped and excited to meet other cats.

And lastly, we can't forget about the ever grumpy, Lichenclaw. She walked close to the front of the AutumnClan cats. The tortoiseshell originally wanted to stay home, back at camp. But she wanted to get out of camp, and socialise a little. Not too much though, hell that would drain her for the next moon! But the tall molly walked with her eyes narrowed, trying to focus on the terrain ahead. In the pale light, everything looked the same. Lichenclaw gave a sigh, as she continued with her Clan. — Fri Mar 6 08:26

Sedgecloud trailed behind his father, ears flat. He had tried to catch up to his sister, but in the last few moments she had darted ahead of the group and disappeared into the clearing. The young tom's shoulders hunched anxiously as he noted that Tigerstar wasn't in the best of moods. Sighing, the tabby found himself scanning the clearing. There was no sign of Sparrowstar on the Highbranches, or any scent of SpringClan. I wonder.. he thought. Will Poolcloud be here?

Minnowfur watched as a rather energetic AutumnClan she-cat bounded into the glade, followed by a young SummerClan she-cat. Three Clans out of five are here. she thought, pelt prickling with the chilly late night air. Let's get this Gathering over with.

Elmstar awaited the arrival of the other leaders before taking his place at the Hightree. He could see and scent AutumnClan and SummerClan cats, and the faint scent of the other two Clans. 18:46, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Rainingflame followed behind Magpiestar, excitement bubbling through her body as she searched for her brother. To her disappointment, she didn't catch sights of the SplashClan tom, and found her shoulder slumping in disappointment. But, when the molly caught sights of her mother, her ears pricked up and she bounded over to Silverwave, nuzzling her mother's chin. "Hello, mother, how're you and your new mate getting along?"

Honeydapple walked alongside her brother, letting out a small yawn. Lakestorm stretched beside his sister, looking forward to speaking with some new faces. With a nod, he separated from his sister and made his way over to Volcanoflame, greeting the SplashClan tom in a murmur. "Hi, I'm Volcanoflame, a new warrior!" The snowshoe-pattern tom responded cheerfully, his blue eyes bright with excitement.

Pouringfall sat beside a SummerClan molly, giving the warrior a nod of acknowledgement. Unlike most cats, he hadn't been looking forward to the Gathering, as he was exhausted from a recent patrol, and really only wanted some sleep. He craned his neck to flatten some of his dark brown tabby shoulder-fur. Meanwhile, Cardinalflame bounded after her Clanmates, looking rather cheerful and excited. 21:00, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Otterstep was padding near Shadefoot, hoping to get an earful on any possible gossip from the older cats. Like Shadefoot, this was Otterstep's first Gathering, and she hadn't seen the other Clans too much, if at all. Plus, maybe she'd have more cats to mock about how ungraceful their walking was. If she didn't get her fur torn off first, that was. She was lucky she, out of all of the warriors there were, got picked to go. Maybe it was because she was a newly made warrior, or perhaps it was because of how highly respected her father was.

Meanwhile Emberpelt was trudging along toward the end of the swarm of SplashClan cats, watching out for the cats who couldn't walk as quickly. She didn't exactly wish to attend the Gathering, but she was deputy, couldn't forget that. Even if she had to put up with all these cats who had no concern for her, that was fine. She wasn't required to speak at all, she just had to be present to represent her ranking. Emberpelt hoped that her apprentice, one of Grayface's daughters, would be following along as well. She showed some promise, and thought she'd make a good warrior. 21:38, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Smokecloud bounded after the other SplashClan warrior, her other siblings were back at camp, Rosefang wanted to keep on the prisoners, and Daisyclaw, she really didn't have the energy to deal with a bunch of cats. Then again, Daisyclaw was in one her moods, maybe when Newleaf comes about, she would get into a better attitude.

Cloverpaw trailed after Larchcloud’s fluffy tail, “auntie Larchy,” she addressed the long-furred cat as they walked, “is there going to be any cute she-cats there,” she question her blue eyes wide and gleaming. This was going to be her first gathering! She was going to meet other cats! She was so really excited.

Larchcloud replied with I’m sure, and followed after the rest of clan. She paid little attention to the apprentices blabbing about romance and stuff along that line. Muskratpaw wasn’t really sure how to present herself at her first gathering. She couldn’t mess this up, how would the other clans even think of her. She really wanted to make a great impression with others and maybe mingling with other apprentices. Hopefully, there was bound to be some apprentices her size, right?

Boulderfrost’s stomach chirred, he felt really really uncomfortable, but he had gone in his brother’s place. Willowblaze insisted that he go, not really he more than less guilted him into going to the gathering. Willowblaze knew he hated crowds, but did he give a single care about his brother, nope. He signed and trailed behind in the back.

Waspface followed after Guppystar, and the rest of selected few WinterClan cats. Honestly, he hoped the other clans didn’t start something, like last time. When that mangy SpringClanner made them leave early; that cat better not be there or else he would start something himself. TITAN  Is a Way of Life  22:05, March 6, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw

Hazelfern followed Guppystar and Waspface. 22:14, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Sparrowstar emerged at the entrance to the gathering glade, her pelt turned silver by the moonshine. Her clanmates padded close behind, most talking in hushed, excited voices. Poolcloud padded along beside her, her long, tangled pelt turned almost entirely white in the light of the moon. "Hey, are you alright?" The leader's former apprentice asked, her blue pools for eyes rounded with concern. "You were a little crowded back there, Sparrowstar."

"I'm fine." Sparrowstar sighed heavily. "Stressed, that's all. My mind is everywhere, recently. A bit of time away from camp will do me good, however. Thank StarClan it's a gathering night, where I can get away from the stress of camp." Determined not to show her hassled mood, Sparrowstar put on a neutral expression, padding at the head of her clan, head held high. 22:16, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Midnight followed silently behind Sparrowstar. 22:18, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Gemcave and Webshadow made their way to the Gathering, both looking confident and defensive. Both toms had been selected to attend Gatherings due to their muscular builds and taller height, making traveling easier for them. Gemcave nodded to his Clanmates before mingling with the crowds, while Webshadow stuck with his Clanmates. 22:20, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Hazefern followed behind Gemcave and Webshadow. Looking up to Guppystar. 22:23, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Silentwhisper followed close behind Tigerstar. She made her way to where the medicine cats usually gathered, and sat down. Glancing at the arriving cats, she tucked her tail over her paws. This was sure to be an interesting Gathering. There hadn't been one in a while, so there would be lots to report. 22:30, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Hazelfern greeted Sparrowstar and the other leaders politely and sat with Gemcave and Webshadow. 22:34, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Gemcave weaved his way through cats, the massive dark tabby keeping silent as he walked, eventually spotting a few friendly looking cats. If they brought up his leader's kits, he'd clobber them, hard. He nodded to a AutumnClan tom. "Hey, I'm Gemcave." He greeted in a calm tone, watching the tabby warrior dip his head in greetings. "I'm Pouringfall." Webshadow wandered off to mingle, eventually setting his sights on a SplashClan she-cat. He greeted her in a friendly tone, hoping she wouldn't cause any conflict. 22:38, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Umbrastripe quietly padded behind the AutumnClan cats, his head dipped and his ears folded back. It was a while since he was in this area, and with the uncomfortable amount of unfamiliar warriors surrounding him, he was feeling very chary. The tom stuck by the cats he seemed to recognize the most from AutumnClan. 22:46, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Sparrowstar padded lightly over to the leaders, tail flicking in greeting. --- Poolcloud scanned the AutumnClan cats, searching for a particular individual. Is he here? 22:48, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Hazelfern padded over to Umbrastripe. "Hello I'm Hazelfern." Finn smiled as he greeted Pouringfall. 22:55, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Rainheart looked around at the other cats. There were so /many/ of them, and they were all ones that she hadn't seen before! She had to force herself to keep looking forward instead of glancing around.

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Newtcloud hadn't been to a Gathering before, so she was nervous. She held her head high and pretended nothing was wrong, but the emotions could easily be seen on her face. She flicked her tail. 23:00 Fri Mar 6

Elmstar greeted Sparrowstar, making small talk with his peer. -- Sedgecloud continued to scan the clearing, finally recognizing the pretty face of Poolcloud. His ears pricked enthusiastically, and he made his way over to the she-cat. "Hello!" he purred, licking her ear in greeting. -- Minnowfur greeted Rainheart, at a bold attempt to make new friends. "Good evening." she meowed. 23:07, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Cinnamonflame greeted Finn politely. "Hello I'm Cinnamonflame." Finn looked surprised. "I'm Finn." He said. Hazelfern greeted Rainheart and Newtcloud. "Hi I'm Hazelfern." 23:10, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

"Hi, again!" Poolcloud purred, eyes growing warm. She nuzzled Sedgecloud, being careful to keep it looking casual. She didn't want to arouse suspicions of anything, afterall. "How have you been?" Poolcloud asked, eagerly. 23:12, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

"Oh, hullo." Rainheart blushed. "Nice evening, now that we're having Gatherings again." She turned to Minnowfur. "What clan are you from?" --- Newtcloud turned her head to look at Hazelfern. "Hello." She flicked her ears in acknowledgement. "I'm Newtcloud. What could I do for you?" 23:14 Fri Mar 6

"I'm Hazelfern." Hazelfern meowed narrowing her eyes at Newtcloud wanting to know her name. 23:18, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

"SplashClan." Minnowfur replied. She sniffed the she-cat. "Ah, WinterClan? How's that like? Still plenty of snow there, I imagine?" -- "Eh.. alright.. I've been looking forward to the Gathering, I suppose." he meowed. "Mostly to see you." he admitted, keeping his voice down. "How have you been?" 23:29, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Cloverpaw's eyes widen as she looked around at all the cats, "woah!" she managed to say. She trotted along to mingle with other cats. She wanted to know what the other clans were like, so bad.

Muskratpaw gulped nervously, everyone was taller than her, and it made her feel very nervous. I could get squashed or something, she thought as she wandered around.

Boulderfrost wasn't have a great time, he was on verge of panicking and really wanted to leave. TITAN  Is a Way of Life  23:36, March 6, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw

"I've been good. Not much has happened since we last met, but Sparrowstar keeps being put on edge by cats who can't resist interrupting." Poolcloud let out an amused purr. Her expression turned more serious. "We should be more careful, by the way. I've got a friend, and she... saw us, talking the other day." 23:41, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

"You said that already." Newtcloud chuckled softly. "WinterClan? I'd know that scent anywhere." --- "Actually, AutumnClan." Rainheart giggled. "There isn't much snow left, though. What's left of it is just mush, anyways." 23:47 Fri Mar 6

(You know, some of y'all could rp w/ my kitties?? i'd love some interaction yo) Cypressclaw was sitting near the rock where the leaders sat, representing SpringClan. Lately she heard one of the warriors got scared out of the Clan by some teasing. She thought that the cat wasn't thinking about his Clan at all, and honestly didn't mind he was gone. In fact, he was so insignificant she even forgot his name! All she knew was that he was some relative of the AutumnClan leader, but that was it. Did Tigerstar even have any siblings?

Over near a bunch of warriors Leopardfoot was trying to show off her skills to them. As much as she'd hate to admit she was more inexperienced compared to the other cats. That didn't stop her from trying to get some attention, though. Well, positive attention - she could've swore that some cat gave her an odd look. Wait, what was she thinking? She was good enough to not have any cats majorly hate her. Unless they found out what she did to Hollycloud...she never meant for him to leave in the first place, right?! 23:56, March 6, 2015 (UTC)

Minnowfur nodded. "Oops, my mistake." she purred. "It's hard to work out one scent from another when the Clans are all mingled. But I'm glad new-leaf is coming, finally." -- Sedgecloud's ears pricked. "Oh, StarClan. She's a friend though, right? She won't get you in trouble for it, I hope?" he meowed. He'd hate to be responsible for any punishment Poolcloud would face for conversing with an intruder. 00:04, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

"Cherrystep." Poolcloud murmured. "I'm not sure. She's my friend, but I think she'd tell somebody for my own good - but it wouldn't have the intended outcome she had in mind. I just told her a convincing lie, and I think she bought it." 00:07, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Sedgecloud breathed a sigh of relief. "You're right, though. We should be more careful." he meowed. He searched his mind for an idea. As sad as it sounded, Sedgecloud wouldn't want to cut off their meetings entirely, considering she was the only friend he had, and the only happy thing that happened in his life, it seemed. But reality struck that it wasn't exactly the safest thing to do. -- Minnowfur flicked her tail at Rainheart in farewell, and wandered toward Cypressclaw, eager to befriend such a powerful-looking warrior. "Hello, there!" she meowed. 00:14, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Cypressclaw raised a 'brow' as the younger cat came over to here. Who was this, and why did she want to bother her right now? She wasn't too keen on talking, but if she wanted to keep SpringClan in a good name....

"Oh, hi," she mumbled. Wasn't exactly the best at talking to others, especially to a SplashClan cat. "Anything...interesting going on?" This was awkward.

Gannetpaw was trying to find other cats to talk to among the group of apprentices. The she-cat was determined to make a name for herself as one of the children of the great Risingspirit and Wildheart themselves. Of course, she'd have to be honorable while at this Gathering. She would not tell any cat about WinterClan secrets in case of them using it to attack the Clan. Even if some cat so much as tried to rat her out, she'd report it to Guppystar. 01:16, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Snakestorm, Jaystorm, Rookheart, Thunderclaw, Frostrose, and Shadowshade walked in from behind WinterClan's lines. Rookheart chose to stay close to WinterClan only, feeling determined to stay to his own clan. Thunderclaw followed Rookheart in a vain attempt to brag about himself to the tomcat, while Shadowshade and Frostrose chose to sit around and share tongues. Meanwhile Swiftpaw trotted happily into the Gathering place, putting his best stance on as to impress others.

Snakestorm, on the other paw, stood very close to Jaystorm as the tom wobbled around, looking too vainly happy for comfort. Just by the gathering place, Jaystorm had found some catmint outside of camp and played around with it. Since he'd been invited by Guppystar, he of coarse would not turn down the offer, even as the tomcat knew how it would affect him. Now he looked too 'stimulated', and was twitchy beyond belief, and soon Snakestorm knew he'd go right down to drowsy and loopy, like he usually did after being worn out by his uptight state. He needed to keep a close eye on the tomcat from here on out, or else who knew what stupid things he would get himself into? 01:44 Sat Mar 7

Rainheart walked around, sometimes talking to cats from other Clans. Newtcloud followed behind her fellow SplashClan cats, and didn't pay much attention to the others. 01:52 Sat Mar 7

[IT'S HAPPENING GDI] Harepaw was ahead of most of the SummerClan cats, why would you doubt that. When he got to where the SummerClan cats were he skid to a halt and waited for the other members of his little group to come. Unfortunately Rabbitpaw was still asleep when they left, and Lightningpaw grudgingly came along, as if he didn't want to be with the others. Not like Harepaw minded - Lightningpaw was just being a piss again, like usual. This was common for him, since he was very stuffy and was a prick. Now, why would Harepaw be here in the first place? To show off how awesome he was, duh.

Looking around, he saw a cream tabby tom from where those rat-smelling cats were - must be Winterclan, huh. Without thinking he rushed over to where that cat and his significant other were.

Sorrelface settled down a bit after the others, waiting for some other cat to some over to here. Hopefully she wouldn't be made fun of because of how her mouth looked. Now that Pikepelt was dead, there was no chance of her mouth getting fixed. But did she mind it much? Nah. She just had to put a bit more effort in things to get around it. It was annoying to deal with, yes, but it was livable. 01:59, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Petaltail yawned as she scanned the huge crowd of cats from all clans. She nodded to Honeyfeather, "We should talk to the other cats." She suggested.

"I don't want to know them." Snorted Honeyfeather. "All they do is to cause trouble." She turned her back on the crowd.

"Ok then." Petaltail turned to a random SplashClan she cat. "Hello." She mewed quite coldly. 08:28, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Jaystorm sat down in a mildly-normal way that'd suggest that the effects may be wearing off. For goodness sake finally, Snakestorm thought, sighing in relief. He finally was able to sit himself down properly and maybe let some of his irritation go... this was short lived though, as he felt a paw prod into his shoulder, and then a harsh, whispered voice in his ear, "Yooo bro, I just found something totally awesome! You gotta come check it out! But don't bring mr. prestigious there, he'd totally ruin it!" the cat, Snakestorm presumed to be Thunderclaw, mewed, then he felt the weight of the tomcat's muzzle on his shoulder lift as he left. Glancing over, he saw Jaystorm still staring wide-eyed forward, totally transfixed on who-knows-what. The fact that he didn't even notice Thunderclaw come up means the effects aren't 100% gone..." he rationalised to himself, feeling obligated to stay. But yet... It isn't my job to baby sit him anyway, plus I know he won't move so if I only go for a little while..." this seemed to justify to himself what he was going to do, so he silently got up and vanished among the group of cats after Thunderclaw.

Jaystorm, on the other paw, didn't notice Snakestorm's retreat until moments later, when he started to study his surroundings as he felt the drowsiness hit him, and his ability to rationalise anything really. As he saw a little cat coloured brightly to the point where he could pick him up again the other WinterClan cats hit his view, and he wondered who the cat was as he turned his attention to him, thinking the cat was a WinterClan cat. 20:39 Sat Mar 7

Does it even needed to be explained how long it took for Harepaw to reach Jaystorm? Nah, you could probably deduce it. The ginger tom got a better look at this WinterClan cat; he didn't seem to be too much older than him, and he looked kind of high? He'd heard about what catnip could do to cats, even rumors about miscarriages. But with that look, Harepaw thought he was a pushover. Probably couldn't focus, probably couldn't hold his own when he was off in his own little world like that.

"Hey! Think you can take me on?!" Harepaw was sticking his nose right in Jaystorm's face. "You wouldn't stand a chance! You can't even fight!" Unfortunately, Harepaw didn't know that Jaystorm had some ventures in the Dark Forest, but he wouldn't know that, of course. 21:40, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Jaystorm slowly lifted himself from the floor, casting a hyper but yet aggressive glance in Harepaw's direction. Was this cat threatening him? Him? Who did this furry sun flare think he was anyways, declaring that the almighty Jaystorm would have problems fending him off? Well maybe that's what he'd do, that's what he could do, yes yes ingenious. "W-Who do you think you are anyway, marchin' over here and claiming that I'd be no match you you, well you be wrong sunny! You may be of my cl-lan, but I-I've killed two toms once from WinterClan so don't think your disrespecting mouth is going to get outta this!" he mewed. The catmint, only sniffed five minutes ago, was certainly taking a toll on his mind. All this tom was thinking was 'attack!', his care for dignity completly gone, and the logic he once had to keep his mouth shut off his past doings in WinterClan. Heck he couldn't even tell the cat wasn't from WinterClan! And the chances of Jaystorm ever figuring this out during the night's Gathering was slim to none. 21:58 Sat Mar 7

Newtcloud padded towards the group of WinterClan cats. "Need some help there?" she snorted. "You look tougher than an apprentice, at least." Newtcloud flicked her tail, and looked at the rest of the cats in the group. 22:02 Sat Mar 7

Harepaw fluffed up his short fur in a act of desperation to make himself look intimidating. Wouldn't work, obviously - he was this small little fire compared to Jaystorm's creamy mass of floof. He had no chance, but Harepaw thought he could just swack Jaystorm in the face and call it a day.

"Sunny? Sunny?! Ha! That's the best you can come up with?" he sneered at the older warrior. "Those two guys? They were probably wimps! I can definitely beat you!" He lashed his tail, prepared to fight against the tom, and thought he had no chance against the awesomeness of Harepaw! But would some self-attributed trait get Harepaw's ass out of this? Nah. 22:28, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Jaystorm needed little to no motivation to attack him, his claws were already being retracted over and over again, and his head was pounding from the built up adrenalin that came about from his catmint feast. He, without any indication he was going to do this, leaped up and bowled the young tom over, digging his claws into the younger cat's shoulders as he held the cat down. As he felt the tomcat wriggle underneath the large warrior's weight, he let out a slurred laughing that was more wheezing if anything. 22:35 Sat Mar 7

Woah, didn't see that coming. Harepaw let out a squeak as he was pinned into the ground, feeling claws dig into his shoulders. It did kind of hurt, but he wouldn't say that out loud, as he was too damn prideful to do that, especially when he was wriggling under Jaystorm. Couldn't pull off the weight - but how? He lifted Thistlepaw! This guy seemed lighter than him!

He let out a snort as the creamy warrior started wheezing; this was serious! He'd have to prove himself! Squinting his eyes a bit, he concentrated on getting Jaystorm off of him. Putting...so much...effort, couldn't...lift him off...legs...hurting...? 22:48, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

All Newtcloud could do was watch as the toms got in a brawl. "Mmm, wonderful." she mumbled. Newtcloud didn't try to interfere, she thought she'd let them have fun for a bit. She did worry a tad for the younger apprentice's safety, however. The cream tabby didn't seem to be a match for him. 22:54 Sat Mar 7

Jaystorm jumped up from the fixed position he had Harepaw previously in and started to do some of his more simple attacks he'd learned in the dark forest that he remembered barely at this point. He started to swerve around the confused sun flare, aiming attacks at the places the tomcat wasn't looking. His claws scratched a good number of places all around Harepaw's body, eventually leading to Harepaw's ear, in which Jaystorm gleefully ran his front paw over one of them, feeling the blood pour out after his claws. At this point, he was just playing with Harepaw, wanting to attack just because he wanted to, not because he wanted to win or get some kind of revenge. Catmint at 130% about eight minutes in, poor Harepaw. He soon swatted viciously at Harepaw's back legs, causing him to collaspe as Jaystorm held him down yet again, but it probably wouldn't be long before he went on an energising attack spree again. 23:10 Sat Mar 7

Harepaw barely managed to get up, only to be swatted back down again. Grunting, he got himself back up, and while he wasn't looking he got swatted at his ass. And he was hit again, and again, and again many times more, until he was worn out enough that he couldn't catch up. Lying on his back, Harepaw couldn't get up, since he...felt too...tired to. He was losing, the bitter truth was right in front of him. Right in the pride, man. Again, he wouldn't just blurt out that he was in pain and was losing, since he would never d-

He let out another squeak, this time more audible and strained. It felt like his ear was being torn open, and felt like something was coming out. Oh, it was blood. Smelled like it, felt like it...Harepaw got the crap beaten out of him, and he felt...weak? But...he could beat anyone! No cat could beat him! Nobody! But now this cream tabby cat was holding him down, and he felt like he was trying to kill him.

"J-Just let me go! You won't forget me! I'll make sure of that!" He was stuttering, he was actually stuttering, right here, against Jaystorm. Congrats, Harepaw, you're a weenie. "No cat beats me and gets away with it! N-Nobody!" 23:33, March 7, 2015 (UTC)

Jaystorm started to cackle at this; little twerp cat was going to make him stop? As if, "I think t-that you won't forget me in a rush!" he nearly bellowed, sliding out his claws deeper and deeper into Harepaws sides. Although, Swiftpaw had crept into the fighting just a few short moments before the tackle and was enjoying the fight with wide, excited eyes. That would show the cocky Harepaw that he shouldn't pick fights with cats that are on catmint, something that was reeking still off of Jaystorm it seemed.

Snakestorm, in the meantime, was coming out from behind the gathering spot, where Thunderclaw and Frostrose had taken him to see something that was indeed amazing, when he remembered Jaystorm, the cat he'd totally abandoned just before. Feeling suddenly guilty, he sighed, "Hey guys, I gotta go back," he mewed, hoping they wouldn't ask questions. The two blinked, "For what? This is totally better than the boring leaders saying stuff," Thunderclaw mewed, but soon all three of the tomcats pricked their ears as screeching and sqeaking could be heard. After hearing that, the three bounded out of the spot and curiously looked for the source of the commotion. 00:01 Sun Mar 8

"You should really stop," Newtcloud said. "You're gonna hurt the kid." She looked from Jaystorm to Harepaw, and saw how much pain the latter must have been in. "Really." 00:06 Sun Mar 8

"I can't feel my sides!" At this point he was feeling almost numb from the pain he was experiencing right now. He really, truly didn't want to end up being in so much pain...this guy was tough alright. He was hurt in the pride, the one place where he could be hurt the most. Congratulations, Harepaw, you're the super weenie numero uno.

"Let me go! You'll pay for this!" he pouted. Seeing some other cats come over to watch, he added, "Why are you guys standing there? Do something!" 00:25, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

"Oh, I'll do something about this!" Newtcloud leaped onto Jaystorm and tried to pry him from Harepaw. "A Gathering is a time of truce," she said through clenched teeth, "but sometimes I can make exceptions. Now, kid," she continued. "Don't think I'd do this for anyone." 00:40 Sun Mar 8

Jaystorm certainly wasn't thinking clearly, killing a cat at a gathering full of cats watching him and killing a cat in general were two reasons to stop at this point, but his mind was out of commission for the time being. The playful aggressiveness increased, and soon he jumped off of Harepaw in an instant as soon as he felt Newtcloud try to pry him off. Turning, he quickly jumped off of Harepaw and swiped at Newtcloud's legs, knocking her over and then giving her a few 'playful' scratches before pinning her, his eyes glossy and looking more and more drowsy as he lost his hyper aggressiveness that seemed to be turning ever so slowly into clear drowsiness from all the lost energy, "G-gathering... Shmathering, who cares anyway! I just want to g-get rid of this annoying clan apprentice so that h-he learns something," he slurred.

Swiftpaw, noticing now Harepaw's bloody body and now Newtcloud's predicament, decided to finally step in by saying, "Yo, come at me bro!" at the hop of his lungs. This earning Jaystorm's attention all right, and his claws in Swiftpaw's side as blood leaked from the wound straight after. He screeched, but soon he was left to collapse as well. This wasn't one of Swiftpaw's smartest moves, but when he noticed the blood on Harepaw, he became concerned just a little bit. Anyway he secretly did think of Harepaw as his buddy, but he wouldn't show Harepaw this, ever. Now he felt his side burn, and blood dripped from it ever so slowly. He hated his idea, he hated this cat, and he hated Harepaw most of all for being an arrogant, stupid tomcat and challenging this cat in the first place.

"Hahaha, what will you do, you stupid apprentice," he slurred, his eyes dashing around from Harepaw, whom he left bleeding on the floor, to Newtcloud and Swiftpaw, who he had beat up now. Soon, though, intervention came as Snakestorm, Thunderclaw, and Frostrose came forward. Snakestorm, being the largest of the three, bowled Jaystorm over and pinned him to the floor, keeping the hissing and swearing cat down with his larger body mass. Frostrose had come up and was looking exasperated as he provided backup for Snakestorm, while Thunderclaw couldn't care less about Jaystorm and looked to the cats scattered on the floor, offering his help. Snakestorm looked deeply sorry and casted the glance to the cats, looking honestly troubled with both himself and the behavior of his significant other. <span style="">00:52 Sun Mar 8

"The only one who needs to learn a lesson is you!" Newtcloud spat. "You should know better than to beat up an apprentice!" She turned to look at Harepaw. "And you. Kid." she said. "Learn when to stand your ground, and when to back off. All of this could have been avoided if you hadn't said anything," She paused as she looked back at Jaystorm. "and if you hadn't attacked him." Newtcloud stepped back, letting Jaystorm be. She honestly felt bad for the cat, she really did. She didn't know why, though. She had no reason to. "Sorry about all this, though it isn't my fault." She shrugged apologetically to the two apprentices, if cats can shrug. "And don't think that you weren't part of the problem, because you were. You shouldn't have attacked the drunkard," she said to Swiftpaw. "you knew full well you were just gonna hurt yourself." Newtcloud decided that it wasn't time for an inspirational speech, so she backed off. Good enough for now, she supposed. <span style="">01:01 Sun Mar 8

Harepaw couldn't even speak right now; he was so beaten up from the fight he was at a loss for words. It was his fault, his fault. Stupid cat, pfft, doing his own thing like he always did, and got beat up. Served him right, he thought, he deserved it, he thought. As he got up his legs were shaking, but heh, he was fine, he was fine, he thought. Emphasis on he thought, since in reality he got the CRAP beaten out of him. You know it was especially bad when he was hurt in the pride badly enough to be getting negative thoughts. You're weak! Weak! ''You can't be a good tom warrior if you let yourself lose like this! What a loser! Loser!''

He did manage to feebly turn his head to Newtcloud, though, acknowledging that she was right, as much as he'd hate to admit it. "Ri-Right. I'll just ke-keep to myself n-next time." The odds of him actually learning to not brag at Gatherings, though, were painfully low. But right now, he was beaten up and a hurt little bean, seriously someone save this guy. 01:20, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Snakestorm casted another apologetic glance at Newtcloud, "I am so sorry for this, he isn't like this he-he usually is dignified and yells at other cats who do this type of thing..." Snakestorm didn't even feel like justifying Jaystorm's actions, he just stared down at the tom with a far away look. Frostrose sighed, "Why must you cause such problems wherever you go mor cheir," the tom mewed mostly to himself, knowing the now slowly writhing tomcat wasn't in the zone to be listening to anything.

Swiftpaw, able to get himself up properly and not too badly hurt, walked casually over to Harepaw, whom looked phased in Swiftpaw's personal opinion. Harepaw's pride must have been bleeding more than his body was, and even though this made Swiftpaw semi-satisfied to see Harepaw learning from his obnoxious mouth, he felt bad as well. "Bro, you may have not gotten on the same level as that cat, but you are an apprentice. You can so beat him later when you're all cool and muscular, you just gotta flex more," he mewed, trying to reason with Harepaw's form of thinking. <span style="">01:38 Sun Mar 8

Harepaw saw Swiftpaw come over, and for a moment he was still pretty embarrassed about what happened. Wasn't strong enough...no, he had to be strong, strong enough to push this guy around! He was hoping Swiftpaw wasn't going to say one of his 'smart' comments, because he honestly wasn't in the fucking mood for them.

Of course, Swiftpaw had to bring up that he'd be so awesome when he got older. And you know what? He was totally right! When he got bigger, Harepaw would so show this guy how tough he was, and would kick his ass from here all the way to the mountains. What he said was what was needed to get those mean thoughts out of his head. He was Harepaw, the fucking strong, and he could put his mind to anything he wanted to do.

"Yeah! I just got to keep working at it! And one day, I'll so kick his ass, just watch me!" he told him. Sure, he was still in a lot of pain, but he felt a whole lot better after that. Little words must've meant a lot, heh. "I'll get so fast he won't be able to keep up with me, and then I'll get payback!" 01:49, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Newtcloud purred affectionately. She knew the cats weren't from her clan, but she almost felt responsible for them, in a way. The two apprentices were still young, after all, they were just apprentices. "Wait," she said, and turned to the two apprentices. "I'm sorry if I was kinda harsh. Didn't mean anything bad, just wanted you two to use your brains once in a while. Nothin' to be embarrassed about." <span style="">01:56 Sun Mar 8

"It's fine, dude," Harepaw told Newtcloud. If he could just use the shrug emoji right now he'd totally do it. "Besides, I know I'm cooler than that tom by a long shot! I'll show him next time." He felt like he could some assurance right now, though; he got beaten up, for goodness' sake! So he scooted over to where Newtcloud was, and begged for some snuggles. As uncool as it was, his ear was hurting badly, and it was dripping blood as he moved. Hopefully it wouldn't get infected? 02:14, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Newtcloud settled down as the Gathering was about to begin. She looked down at Harepaw and smiled. He would be a promising SummerClan warrior. That Swiftpaw, too. He just needed to control himself, that's all. <span style="">02:31 Sun Mar 8

Guppystar led her smaller patrol of warriors, stalking slowly as she marched her warriors into the clearing. Her cats chosen were the biggest and toughest of her clan, all of them rippling with muscles and insanely prideful. The last gathering was some time ago, when she had been attacked by the other clans, and she was proud to be back. Her ears had grown more tattered and battle-worn, and a scar across the side of her nose showed that her clan now meant business. She was the smallest cat on the patrol, but with the increased battle training, she had even thickened up like the rest, and looked decently menacing. When her cats dispersed behind her, she jogged up to the rock in the middle, giving a smug air about her as she walked between cats of other clans. They all parted ways for her, so a straight pathway to the rock was made, and a soft hush went over the assembled cats as WinterClan made their big debut. In a single bound, Guppystar jumped to the top of the rock, and with a curt nod to the other leaders, she took her spot between Magpiestar and Elmstar. "The trek took longer than we anticipated; my apologies for being so late," she murmured to them, at more ease with these cats than the other leaders. She had an alliance with Elmstar, and a respect for the tom, and she was hoping to create a stronger bond with Magpiestar, for future battle strategies.

Eagleface sat by the foot of the rock, closer to the deputies, as she watched Elmstar on the rock, waiting for the gathering to start. She had been socializing with some handsome SpringClan warriors, when she noticed the clearing silenced down, and she peered over her neighbors to see what had happened. The patrol of WinterClan cats poured in silently, the moonlight making them look like a black river dispersing among the clans. Something about their air put the pretty mink on edge, and she looked back up at ehr leader, hoping nothing would go sourly tonight. Snailstorm flattened her ears when Guppystar arrived, withholding a hiss as the tabby leader stopped next to her to jump up. After their last encounter, Snailstorm was far less than eager to see the WinterClan leader.

Snakeclaw watched the patrol enter as well, stopping the conversation he was having with his AutumnClan friends to peer suspiciously as some large WinterClan cats moved in besides him. The snake-like tabby didn't feel confident that he could easily defeat one of those cats in battle, because although he had them on height, they must've been twice his weight. 02:34, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Magpiestar nodded to the tabby leader as she took her spot. Meanwhile, a young tortoiseshell wandered around. They were confused as heck, and really didn't want to be there. But alas, her mother said it would be good to get out and meet the other Clans. They walked around, having been separated from the SummerClan patrol, and ran into a couple of really big WinterClan cats. "Holy StarClan bruhs, I'm sorry..." The apprentice muttered, not really daring to look up. This tortoiseshell had a fear for these cats, having heard about the last Gathering and how the Clan had pretty much disappeared.

The pair of WinterClan cats, well they were the dynamic duo named Daffodilnose and Dawnnose. The pair of tabbies turned around to see a, well to them, a small apprentice. A little mutter was what they saw come from the supposed SummerClan cat. "Oh hey that's fine. I'm guessing this is your first Gathering, hey?" The apprentice looked. "I'm Morningpaw, and yeah this is I guess." Daffodinose gave a smile. "Radical."

Lets leave the cats talking and focus on another SummerClan cat, a really different cat. This dark grey and white tom had managed to come along to this Gathering. He was surprised, like really surprised. But his good mood disperced as the scent of blood hit his nose. For real? The tom, well lets call him Bouldertail, decided to follow the scent. He was greeted with the mixed scent of blood, WinterClan, SplashClan and...SummerClan? "What the actual fuck happened here?" The tom asked, as he moved as close as he could. — <span style="">Sun Mar 8 02:52

Sorrelface noticed that some WinterClan cats were passing by, and scooted over to make some room for them. Didn't want to show these cats some disrespect, you know. The same cats who got attacked last Gathering because their leader had kits. Wasn't her fault, she thought, it wasn't like Guppystar wanted kits, it seemed. But she kept quiet, and moved over, in order to cause as little drama as possible. Meanwhile, Wigeonfoot was startled by the 'big, scary' WinterClan cats, and quickly moved other to the AutumnClan cats. She was but a bean in size and build, and could be easily tossed aside. No way would she want to get beat up by any one of them. Even an apprentice could put up a good fight with a pale tortoiseshell. She was more of a running type of cat than a fighting one, really.

Gannetpaw was now trying to move alongside with the other WinterClan cats, in order to look really cool. Sure, she had that personal code of hers, but that didn't stop her from having fun. The white-based she-cat puffed up her chest proudly, and declared, "WinterClan reigns supreme!" Ever since she was a kit she was told that WinterClan was better than all other Clans. Might as well keep up the Clan pride here. Cypressclaw continued to sit below her leader, and waited for any further instruction. She heard some fight go on in the back, but she didn't bother to check. Wasn't her grounds to bother with them, she thought. Hell, she might get in trouble herself, and that could possibly make her face demotion. And she didn't want to lose what little reputation she had, either.

Tigerstar sighed as Guppystar finally came over with the other WinterClan cats. The last Gathering he remembered that she had kits, and assumed that they were finally made apprentices. It wasn't his ground to complain about her having them, but it was a pretty big deal nevertheless. He wouldn't mind speaking last, actually, since he would just put more effort into reporting what happened. Then again, was there anything interesting going on in AutumnClan right now?

Harepaw was finally sitting down as he saw the other WinterClan cats come along. Again, he was still a bit shaken up from that bout, so he didn't bother to try and get their attention. He was still hurting a lot, couldn't be quite good enough to beat this guy, had to wait to pro-

Then he heard some other voice talking, and he turned to see a dark grey-and-white tom with...wait a second. Where were his fucking eyes? They looked like two shut slits, permanently closed. He didn't seem too much older than him, more like a newly made warrior, probably, but he was surprised to see that he had no eyes.

"Um...some cat who was high beat me up?" Harepaw said awkwardly. He didn't even know who this guy was - presumably he was one of his 'fans'? 03:08, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

"He got in a scuffle with some warrior. Some other cat got involved, too." Newtcloud said. "It's been solved now. Have a seat, if you like. There's room." Newtcloud looked at her pelt, and noticed that there were some flecks of blood on it. She decided she'd clean it up later, and looked towards the rock where the leaders were gathering. Rainheart settled down next to some other AutumnClan cats. She glanced around, staying quiet as she sat. She knew the Gathering was about to begin. <span style="">03:13 Sun Mar 8

Swiftpaw sat on close to the others, letting out a mrrow of laughter at Harepaw's insistence to get 'cuddles' from Newtcloud before settling down for the Gathering. Meanwhile, Snakestorm let out a sigh of relief at Jaystorm's lack of squirming, and soon hoisted him up as he let the tomcat, who was only half trying to walk, lean against his shoulder and Frostrose the other side. The tom was wobbling, and was probably not going to make it the rest of the way, but Snakestorm would carry him if need be. Soon the three left the gathering, looking mostly embarrassed. <span style="">03:25 Sun Mar 8

Smokecloud let out a breathless, "woah," when she saw the WinterClan cats, they looked so tough and scary, definitely not the cats to mess with. They reminded her like her sister, tall and could kill a cat just by staring them, probably not, but Daisyclaw was seriously the strongest one out of the the siblings.

Muskratpaw just watching as Harepaw got his tail handed to him by some drunken WinterClanner, she felt embarrassed for Harepaw, after all it was pretty embarrassing watching your friend get beat up by a cat who was drunk of catmint. She turned to give a glance at all the other WinterClan cats. They are all so tall, why she though with frown as she starting feel terrible about her own size. She was basically the size of a kitten, and then these WinterClanners come along the size of giants.

Boulderfrost flatten his ears, he felt like every single cat was staring at him, judging him as passed through the crowd. He panting as he looked around, on the verge of shaking, I can't do this, they are all staring at me he thought, curse you, Willowblaze, his stomach was upset. The tall tom looked at all WinterClan cats, which only increased his fear for them, they could beat him bloody. TITAN  Is a Way of Life  03:41, March 8, 2015 (UTC)Ospreypaw

Harepaw didn't even see Swiftpaw making fun of him from behind, but it wasn't like he cared anyway. This guy right here seemed pretty chill, and he wouldn't beat him up. Well, hopefully, and hopefully that newbie, Muskratpaw, wouldn't be afraid of him. He was just a newer warrior, what damage could he possibly cause? Then again, that cream tabby didn't seem much older than him, either. Maybe he could get a good whooping from this guy too.

Emberpelt sighed as she was forced to move from her place and to the spot below where Elmstar was sitting. I don't want to do this.... she thought bitterly. Then again, the leaders were going to announce things now. Best to be respectful, or else she'd get a whooping from those WinterClan cats. Seriously, why were they so big, and why did they look so angry? Still bitter over last Gathering? 03:47, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Sparrowstar's paws kneaded the ground, as she tried to conceal her uneasiness. She wanted to get out of here, as soon as possible. She'd embraced the gathering as an escape from camp, but now she felt less content with what had just happened. 04:06, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Elmstar noticed the uneasiness of the cats below. He glanced at Guppystar, as if she was going to give an inclination as to why she'd brought TigerClan along. But the she-cat's reverie revealed nothing, and so Elmstar took it upon himself to settle the tension. He made his way to the peak of the rock, his gaze looming over the entire glade. "If I could ask you all to contain yourselves. The Gathering will begin shortly." A few anxious faces disappeared, to his relief, but WinterClan's entrance had certainly changed the air about the place. Elmstar dared a glance at the moon, and upon seeing the clouds swim away from it slowly, he relaxed. He glanced at Guppystar and Tigerstar, wondering which of the two would start off with the announcements. The leaders were both incredibly bold and proud, and would certainly want the first word.

Minnowfur's tail-tip twitched eagerly, jarred from her anxiety over the WinterClan cats. If they so much as flashed a claw at her, SplashClan would beat their asses, she was sure. She debated on giving them a menacing scowl, but decided against it, knowing it would fuel the grudge-holding fire inside their hostile little brains. The last Gathering was moons ago. Get over it, WinterClan.

Sedgecloud stifled a yawn, but didn't suppress it, not wanting to seem rude. His ears were pressed against his skull and he could barely stop himself from shaking as the WinterClan cats loomed over him, their gazes raking into his pelt. He dared a small smile at one of them, only to be acknowledged with a hiss. He mouthed a quick 'okay', and moved closer to Poolcloud, away from the disturbed ant's nest that was WinterClan. 09:51, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Newtcloud scarcely noticed the intimidating WinterClan cats come parading in like they were at some muscle show. She heard the commotion alright, but didn't pay attention to what it was about. She was chattering with other cats when Elmstar had announced that the Gathering was beginning soon. Now, she just looked ahead at the rock, waiting for one of the leaders to speak. (i'm NOT rolepleying your cat bc he said it in your last post) <span style="">15:38 Sun Mar 8

Uncomfortable and uneasy with the arrival of burly WinterClanners, Poolcloud sat down next to Sedgecloud with her back to the newcomers, hoping that it looked casual. --- Sparrowstar looked at the other leaders, deciding to let one of them speak first. 15:46, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Gullpaw was the smallest of the WinterClan cats, but with her thick, stocky legs and strong back, she looked good for an apprentice. She had been informed of what happened at the last gathering by her mother, and was ready for a fight, if any cat recognized her. She was nervous, admittedly: the she-cat, although troublesome, was a little bit of a softie compared to the rest of the patrol her mother had picked out, and felt insanely out of place. Gullpaw had already lost sight of her mentor, and soon found herself surrounded by SummerClan cats as she continued to wander. As she scented the air for her clanmates, she caught a strong trace of blood, and headed in that direction, as the lingering scent of Jaystorm was in the air. However, much to her surprise, she found a bleeding SummerClan apprentice attempting to cuddle with one of the warriors. Gullpaw hadn't seen too much blood before, at least not from a cat, and couldn't hold back a surprised gasp. "Are you okay?" she asked the ginger cat, unable to hold back her concern. ''This is a gathering! Aren't they supposed to be peaceful?''

Guppystar glanced at Elmstar, meeting the smoke's curious gaze, and gave him a small shake of her head. ''I'll tell you later. We have things to discuss.'' The short tabby looked around at the assembled cats, and when no leader spoke up first, she stood. "WinterClan can start," she meowed to the other leaders, waiting for their approval. After she received a few nods, the tabby addressed the crowd: "Cats of the Clans! Welcome to the gathering. It has been a few moons since our last one ended so...abruptly," Guppystar began, flashing a glance at some of the SpringClan warriors who had begun to growl at her from below. She stopped talking until they had realized she was waiting for them to settle down, and then Guppystar continued on with her news.

"WinterClan is thriving. We have had an easy winter and a smooth transition into spring, with no worries for the coming year. We have had several new litters of kits, all of whom are strong, and we have had very few casualties over the past few moons. Wildheart, Shadowclaw, and Mintflower have retired to live their lives as elders, and WinterClan thanks them deeply for their service to all clans over the years," she concluded, giving a rather prideful look over the clans as she congratulated the three new elders for living long enough to enjoy retirement. As the assembled cats cheered for the elders, the leader stepped back, giving a nod at the others on the rock, to show that she was done. 15:55, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Harepaw was trying to get the dark grey-and-white tom's attention, but he saw a small tortoiseshell she-cat with a short tail nearby. Oh come on! Is she going to fight me too?! Honestly Harepaw wasn't in the mood to fight more older cats, especially with his ear bleeding, but maybe he could take on this little kid. Well, that is, if she was even going to fight him.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," he assured her. "See that WinterClan cat over there? He beat me up!" Wow, way to go Harepaw, might as well blurt it out to the entire group of cats that you got beaten up.

Otterstep let out a squeak and huddled over to where Eagleface was. Those WinterClan cats were so huge...most of them could probably bat her away with ease. But they didn't move with any grace, so it wasn't like she was jealous. The brown tabby-and-white she-cat thought that eventually WinterClan would try to go after them. With Elmstar experiencing loss lately and the amount of tension rising in SplashClan, it wouldn't be a surprise. But they'd surely fight back and win...right?!

Meanwhile Leopardfoot wasn't exactly fazed by the WinterClan cats, and continue to go on and on about how she beat Leechwhisker in a race the day before. She was trying to get herself occupied and not think about what she did to Hollycloud. She didn't mean to scare him off, again, and he hadn't came back since. Oh dear StarClan, what did she do. At least he'd be happier somewhere else, and hopefully he would have been found? If Sparrowstar found out, she thought, what would she think?

Tigerstar listened to Guppystar's announcement, and went ahead with his, going second. "AutumnClan has done well during the transition from leafbare to newleaf. We have many kits being born and warriors being made, with relatively few deaths. One of our own had came out of a coma, and we plan on expanding our territories and eyeing other places. We have two new apprentices, as unfortunately their littermate was foolish enough to jump off the Highrock and die; Cloverpaw and Ratpaw. I assure you that they will become honorable warriors of AutumnClan, and serve us well for many moons to come." As the names of the new apprentices were cheered, he stepped back, showing he was done. Hopefully he didn't give too much away to the other cats, and just enough to get to the point. If he gave away too much, then the other Clans would assume that he was weak, and perhaps even attack him. 16:11, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Sparrowstar nodded, before stepping forward, concealing her discontent of the gathering's atmosphere. She looked down, nervously scanning her clan members, for some of them looked hostile toward Guppystar. ''No one had better screw this gathering up. Most of them seem to end so negatively.'' "SpringClan too is flourishing with the arrival of newleaf. We have had a relatively easy leaf-bare, and we haven't been terribly effected by the cold weather. New apprentices and warriors have been made (I've forgotten them all) and kits have been born - SpringClan is growing stronger with the demise of leafbare." Nodding to show she was finished, Sparrowstar stepped backwards, waiting for the next leader to speak. 16:14, March 8, 2015 (UTC)

Gullpaw flattened her ears, peering over at the cat Harepaw had pointed out. "Jaystorm?" she squeaked, looking back at the cheeto-orange apprentice. "He's my brother's mentor! He wouldn't do this!" she meowed, flattening her ears as the leaders started to talk. She lowered her voice to a whisper, in order to avoid the harsh, scary glares of the SummerClan cats around her. "Are you sure it was him?" 19:15, March 8, 2015 (UTC)