May Gathering

[Darkstar]

Darkstar rocked into the clearing, head bopping up and down.

[Blossomwhisper]

Blossomwhisper padded slowly into the clearing as she watched all the mixed pelts from different cats. She took a seat towards the center of the clearing alone as she flickered her tail over her paws neatly. Wishing she had someone she could talk to she glanced around her studying ever pelt and scent at the gathering for some odd reason.

[Whitehawk]

Whitehawk padded into the Shared Clearing, taking a seat at the base of the tree, just like always.

[Mistsong]

Mistsong followed her deputy into the clearing, her paws weary and her gaze disinterested.

[Darkstar]

iceclan and rockclan are allowed to join in now too since the leaders/deputies haven't posted yet

[Dreamwing]

Dreamwing padded into the clearing. She flicked her tail and decided to go sit in the middle of the clearing. She looked at the cats that mingled around her and sat back on her haunches. So no friends for Dreamy, eh?

[Spidermask]

Spiderleaf padded into the clearing, her head up and green gaze alert. She looked about with brief interest before taking a seat near the front of the clearing. With a yawn she wrapped her tail around her paws, eyes battered down by the dark light. With a sigh the young queen looked about for someone to talk to.

[Redheart]

Redheart entered the clearing following some Iceclanners. Well, this was his first Gathering he attended in moons. Not like I'll have anything important to converse or hear about.

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Maplefrost hadn't been to a Gathering since... well, it had been sometime during his moons as a young warrior. He'd been pleased to hear about the fact that the Clans were once again having their full moon meetings, but hadn't been able to attend the past few for various reasons. However, the calico tom had been quite determined to limp his way to this one.

He entered the Shared Clearing, head moving from side to side as he attempted to take in the scene with his good eye. The old feline knew none of the cats present, save for Darkstar. Muttering darkly under his breath, he approached a young black-and-white female.

"Hello. Nice night," Maplefrost meowed to Spidermask in a rather weak attempt at conversation.

[Thornfrost]

Thornfrost padded into the clearing with a yawn. He hadn't been to a gathering in quite some time, but after seeing a great deal of his clanmates leaving, he'd decided to follow. He was slightly regretting it now, as he took in all of the unfamiliar faces. Well, he was never one to shy form new opportunities, and since the unsociable Maplefrost had already dove right into the socializing pool, Thornfrost figured it would be bad not to follow. There was no way he'd lose to the calico.

Choosing a random pelt, the scarred tom padded over to Blossomwhisper and smiled, dipping his head. "Good evening."

[Firelight]

Firelight leaped into the clearing, hissing to herself at the rather audible crack of her paws against the soil. She wasn't normally one to attend gatherings, never mind even leave the elder's den, but this was an exception. Her daughter had been nearly ready to burst with kits, and so Firelight took it into her liberty to substitute for her. Eyes narrowed, she strayed from the group of socializing (or at least, they appeared to be socializing, anyway) cats, curling her tail over her unkempt paws. Her fur was ragged, and hadn't been cared for in moons. Her gaze shifted suspiciously, challenging anyone around her to judge her negligence of appearance.

[Spidermask]

Spiderleaf smiled nervously as a scarred calico tom approached her. "I you like such things, it's a lovely night," she purred a welcome, turning to better address the stranger. It was hard to distinguish exact scents, but she could tell he was from Iceclan, and he was certainly older than her. She was sure there was a story behind all of the marks that laced his pelt, and was already engaged in the conversation. "My name is Spiderleaf, it's a pleasure."

[Quillfoot]

Quillfoot walked into the clearing, a bounce in his step. His first gathering as a warrior, in truth, his first gathering ever. He was determined to make it one to remember. The mottled tabby looked about at all of the conversing and silent cats, ears pricked with interest as his nose was assaulted with a ridiculous number of scents. Every now and then he caught a whisper of conversation, though nothing that particularly drew him in.
Suddenly awkward at standing in the middle of a gathering with nothing to do, the young tom hurried to the edge of the clearing, finding a seat a small distance from a somewhat ragged she-cat. His curiosity piqued, he looked towards Firelight and dipped his head in grave politeness.

"Good evening."

[Dogfang]

Dog prowled into the clearing. His first gathering actually, considering he'd been in Treeclan for quite some time now it was strange. He'd avoided gatherings like the plague before, since he tended to hate the Treeclan cats he lived with, let alone other clan cats. They were all the same to him, always intolerable.

The large brown tom slunk off into the shadows and crouched down, wrapping his tail around himself. He wasn't entirely sure why he had decided to come, but he was here now so there was shame in leaving. Heaving the sigh, the reserved tom stretched out his paws and laid himself down.

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Icywind couldn't help herself but walked up to Quillfoot and firelight and asked," Firelight, did-did your clan get attacked? I don't know by a clan of roughs?" She couldn't help asking, she just had to know!