2012 AUGUST GATHERING

[Oriolepride]

Oriolepaw padded into the large clearing and spotted RockClan and FireClan. IceClan had not arrived yet. She followed her mentor, Nettleflight's orders to not talk to FireClan. They had raided RockClan and injured many also while taking kits. That was not right at all. They should be taught a lesson.

When the familiar dark tabby pelt came in sight she took speed ahead and stood beside Nettleflight. Where was Nightpaw? She looked around. Nightpaw should be right next to her, as well her mentor was Nettleflight. "I made it Nettleflight." she told her with a smile. Nettleflight had kept reminding them to go to the gathering. It must be very important. And it was her first gathering!

The orders she had received was that she could only talk to RockClan and IceClan but definately not FireClan after what they did. Oriolepaw was longing to mingle a bit but she didn't know where to start. She didn't know any of them other than the leaders and her clan.

[Flyingleaf]

Flyingpaw trailed her clanmates into the clearing, gaping at the enourmous amount of cats sitting around. Her feeling of amazement didn't last long: she soon scented Fireclan. She would remember their stench even if she never smelled it for the rest of her life.

The she-cat was suddenly fillled with rage that rushed through her veins and sparked in her eyes. Her fur stood on end and her tail slashed back and forth like claws in battle. These were the cats who took a kit, wounded her clanmates, and destroyed the camp even after it was burnt by the fire. They were nothing but fox hearted cowards who weren't even brave enough to attack a healthy clan.

Then she spotted the cat who had come into the nursery and tried to persuade the kits to come with her, the one who planned on stealing a kit, Antkit. The pain she caused Littlepool and all Antkit's friends was unforgivable. She was the cat the young apprentice hated most, and one day, Flyingpaw would feel her claws deep in her flesh and taste the she-cat's blood. But not today, not under the truce, not until she was a fair match.

Seating herself amidst her clanmates, Flyingpaw tried to forget her hatred and hoped she didn't look too skinny in front of the other clans. She spotted Jaypaw, but they weren't really buddies. The young cat hoped some of the other tree-clan apprentices would show up so she could insult tree clan with them.

Nettlefligt called an insult to the same clan she was thinking about, and her neck fur rose again. She forced it back down and stared at her tingling paws, trying to control her anger. "Remember the truce, remember the truce." she repeated over and over in her head.

[Eaglewing]

I walk stiffly into the clearing. It's my First Gathering and I don't know whether to be excited or not. I knew Fireclan some pretty nasty things. But I didn't participate. I protest silently, sitting beside a caramel splotched apprentice. She looks fairly new and smells of elderberries to me. Which is a curious smell, I might admit, "Hi." I say, "I'm Eaglepaw."

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[Leopardripple]

"They took My Emberstorm! How dare Iceclan do such thing to me!" she hissed "I blame Ashmist, shes always been out for me." she mewed as the bitter she-cat padded into the clearing, she looked around at all cats and sat down licking her paw waiting to see if anyone would speak to her. My Emberstorm. Iceclan, your a bunch of Rabbits! Dead rabbits to me! she thought.

[Ashfang]

Padding into the clearing after beechstar was a senior warrior, Ash gray fur and crystal blue eyes her name. Ashfang. She licked her paw as she looked around, seeing a gray tom [grayshadow] she padded up to him "Hello" she said trying to sound friendly, but her eyes scanned for a certain, Emberstorm, she wanted a few words with him, her back still hurt.

[Hawkbreeze]

Hawkbreeze stopped beside Leopardripple, laying his tail on her shoulder. "We will get Emberstorm back. IceClan can not hold him forever." he meowed, glaring at the other three Clans. They are probably hated FireClan now, because of Darkstar's actions. IceClan just heard about it. But, he was furious to IceClan for stealing one of their strongest warriors. Lashing his tail, Hawkbreeze sat beside Leo, a growl rumbling in his throat.

The Maine Coon tom's amber eyes flicked from one cat to another, mistrust in it until they landed on his Clan's. "Do not worry, Leo. If they do not return Emberstorm, they will feel our claws." he meowed softly.

[Waspwing]

Waspwing limped into the clearing, eyes glued on the leaders, and Squirrelpelt. Tonight could either go well, or very bad. The medicine cats, who usually kept clear from the clans' rivalries hadn't even managed to fully keep peace. Now warriors from all four clans would gather. This night would most likely end with high tensions.

He took a seat in the very back of the clearing, avoiding all of the other gathered/ing cats. He didn't trust himself to talk with the other medicine cats, and any Fireclan warrior or apprentice would most likely just annoy him to the point of violence.

His gaze swept from the higher ranking cats, to Sandleaf. He knew her not, but it was now rather obvious that she happened to be the mother of Hazelkit, the one stolen from Rockclan. The poor thing sounded pitiful, which was probably only amusing Squirrelpelt.

As he watched Sandleaf beg for her kit back, he noticed Nettleflight. Oh goody, she came. She alone could cause war between the four clans. The gathering could already be stamped as Ruined, then. Unless, of course, Nettleflight suddenly had a change of heart, and would stay calm and respectable. 'And when that happens fish will walk on land.'

It was rather obvious that Wildstar and the cats of Iceclan hadn't arrived yet. The sweet smell of mountain flowers wasn't mixed in with the others, nor did he spot Wildstar perched up on the tree. Hopefully they would show up, though. They could probably share better news than the rest of the clans.

[Embertide]

So this is what these clan cats call a gathering? Where a bunch of other clans come and they just ... talk? This does not make any sense to me, though, nothing has sense I arrived here. Wheres ratchet when I need him.. sighed a snow white she-cat as the she-cat padded into the clearing after the freshly new gray leader known as Hawkstar. She looked around, many scents filled her nose. Fireclan smelled like prairie, treeclan smelt like ashes and trees, Iceclan smelt like fish. Gross .. "Hello?" she mewed seeing if anyone would talk to her.

[Leopardripple]

"They better return him, I have a feeling hes the only tom I can trust anymore. You have your issues with your mind, and clawfur don't like me around you. Snowie is being ... shiver. Snakeclaw is dead to me. I just want my Emberstorm back." she mewed and licked his ear.

Shooting her eyes around the clearing, she saw clans from everyclan expect for iceclan. Chicken bunnies.. she thought.

[Nettleflight]

Nettleflight turned as she heard a firmiliar vioce, her apprentice Oriolepaw. "Good, you came." she meowed, her eyes glistening with mischife. "There's going to be a fight break out, I feel it in my bones." she whispered only loud enough for her apprentice to hear.

"Be careful. But, for now, go talk to some RockClanners until IceClan gets hear. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer." she meowed, turning away from her apprentice. Another apprentice made her way over to her. "Oh, I'm not fighting, now am I, Flyingpaw?" she meowed simply, turning her back ono the she-cat. She made her way through the cats, hearing something that took her attention.

A black she-cat and a large tabby tom were talking, and they were both FireClanners. 'They took My Emberstorm! How dare Iceclan do such thing to me!' That part made her laugh. "Oh, look. Two FireClan rats whining about how a warrior was taken from them." she taunted, circiling them, snickering softly.

"Oh, it's about time you had someone taken from you." she growled, her eyes narrowed, her claws unsheethed. She was trying to provoke a fight, and she was good at it. As she noticed Waspwing, she grunted, that stipid fur-ball of a medicine cat.

[Hawkbreeze]

Hawkbreeze just snorted. "So? Clawfur can not stop me from hanging out with you. You are my ... Friend." he meowed after a moment's pause. "So, you can not trust me? Does that mean I can not trust you?" the Maine Coon asked, tilting his head. He scooted a mouse-length away from her hesitantly, not sure if she would snap his ears off or be kind to him. "I trust you." he meowed.

[Blazeheart]

The apprentice looked around, so this is what can cats do every moon? Sweet. He looked for Swiftpaw, no sign of her pelt. It was easy to spot. With a swish of his tail, he pushed his way into the back of the clearing. The tabby sat down, a grouchy looking tom sat a bit to the left. Blazepaw's eyes went wide as he scooted away, it looked like if he was expecting the tom to turn into a wolf. When he was a few fox lengths away, Blazepaw walked with a fast pace into the center. He turned his head to see where the scary tom was, "Ooomph!" Blazepaw fell onto his back, looking up to see the white cat he ran in to.

[Leopardripple]

Oh, look. Two FireClan rats whining about how a warrior was taken from them. Oh, it's about time you had someone taken from you. her eyes narrowed as she looked up to see Nettleflight a treeclan warrior. She was taunting her, hey who said Iceclan had to be the only evil bunnies of the batch, We got a sour one right her.

Standing up the onyx black she-cat lashed her tail from side to side her venom green eyes narrowed as she pulled her lips back in a nasty snarl. This cats were only mean to her, cause her clan took Antkit, not her fault their a bunch of weak cats who can't save a Kit!

She smirked and chuckled "Yes but at least Iceclan stole a warrior strong, hell break out, unlike Antkit" she snapped her long black claws sliding out

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[Embertide]

Ooomph! Came a huff from a tom, she barely stumbled and she looked at what had hit her with confusion seeing it was a apprentice, the she-cat chuckled, though it was bad he ran into her. Her gold collar rang, as it hit agasint her chest. She gulped and silenced it with her paw. "Are you ok?'' she asked with a hushed gentle voice.

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[Hawkbreeze]

Hawkbreeze growled at Nettleflight, standing to his towering height. Intimidating. Never thought his long legs would come to great use. "Like she said, you could not even save a kit! Our warrior was out alone. You all were there fighting. You could have saved your little kit." he hissed, lashing his tabby tail. His ears flattened against his head, amber eyes narrowed and nose scrunched up. He did not bare his teeth though.

"Stay away from us. Leave us alone." Pile a rabbit-dung. he finished in his head. Hawkbreeze turned and trotted away, tail up in a snooty way. A growl rumbled in his throat once again.