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Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2015 4:44:49 GMT -6
ADDERVENOM OF ICECLAN Addervenom's tail twitched in distant agitation as he made his way to the Shimmering Rocks alone. While he didn't mind traveling in solitude, the pale tabby tom wasn't looking forward to a meeting with all the other medicine cats. Had Flamingthorn been around, he would've asked the older healer to represent IceClan instead, but that was not the case.
He arrived at the sacred location and gazed around with disinterest. Nobody else was here yet - which made sense, as the night was still young, but Adder would rather get this over with quickly. Would he have to try and contact CloudClan as part of the meeting? Hopefully not - it was likely that he'd end up dreaming of Darkpool instead. He'd have to be careful not to make anyone suspicious tonight. WORDS: 130 || WRITTEN FOR: All Medicine Cats NOTES - So it's the half-moon today! I'm hoping to get these monthly medicine cat meetings started again. Now, the goal here is to have at least one representative per Clan. If we get two, all the better! Spirit characters are welcomed but optional - I figure we can start things off with the meds just chatting, and if there are spirits hanging around, we'll work it out from there. IceClan: Myself & Flamingthorn (inactive?) FireClan: Crowwing & GrayshadeTreeClan: Liongrowl & SpottedwillowRockClan: Just Anemonemist at the moment template by Margie @ Adoxography v2
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Post by Crowwing on Nov 18, 2015 14:52:06 GMT -6
wheee, this is sooo exciting!<33
It was finally the half-moon, meaning that the medicine cats were due for their Gathering. Although he was getting quite old, the tom managed to travel quite a distance to the Shimmering Rocks, accompanied by Greyshade. He was still uncertain about his fellow medicine cat, but Cloudclan's path brought the she-cat to Fireclan, so there was no way that the tom could object.
"I can't wait to see everyone and get to know how our ancestors are," he commented enthusiastically, trying to lighten the mood. A part of him wanted to, but the other half did not want to see his former mate. Hopefully she would not walk in his dreams tonight.
Once he reached the Shimmering Rocks, Crowwing flopped onto the ground to find another cat already here. 'Iceclan's newest medicine cat, I presume?'
"Nice night out," he started, dipping his head in respects to the younger medicine cat. "I'm Crowwing."
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Post by Liongrowl on Nov 18, 2015 15:19:10 GMT -6
The large orange tom remembered the half moon and padded outside of the den, hopefully followed by Spottedwillow, entertained by the thought of meeting the medicine cats who resided in other clans. He took his time until a stick fell behind him, giving him a spook. Stupid stick... He thought and started to walk normally again as he saw that the Shimmering Rocks were coming into view.
"It looks as if we are almost... here." Liongrowl stopped at the Shimmering Rocks and dipped his head at the others that were already there. "Looks like I haven't missed much," he said quietly to himself, glancing back for Spottedwillow before turning to face the other cats again. "I'm Liongrowl."
After introducing himself he decided to take in the scene. Cats of different ages I see. Never too young to start in medicine, Liongrowl thought.
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Post by Anemonemist on Nov 18, 2015 21:30:53 GMT -6
Some sort of medicine cat tradition, Cloverstar had told her. To meet the other healers and discuss life and things... important? Surprisingly, it seemed Cloverstar either didn't know very much these meetings or she left Anemonemist in the dark to find out herself. Or Anemonemist had been in a foul mood after accidentally crushing a stem of catmint under her paws that had somehow appeared right in her path like karma's punishment, and decided to barely listen to what her leader said besides the directions. She had not been happy about her own mistake. At all. And this whole tradition thing seemed quite odd to Anemonemist, if not at least a tad bit suspicious.
Already it seemed a few had arrived before her, but Anemonemist had never been too precious about time. The gray speckled healer approached the unfamiliar cats--besides the arrogant IceClan maggot--with a stone-stiff gaze, wondering just how much respect to show or how to address these outsiders. As enemies or allies? The maggot was already an enemy, though she had little control over that sadly and no interest to shape their view of each other into something neutral. The rest could at least be at somewhat tolerable, if not actually comrades fighting for the same cause--the health of their Clanmates.
"Uh, hello." Anemonemist greeted with a small dip of her head, dusty blue eyes showing her usual distrust of the strangers. Though she added, "I'm Anemonemist." as she realized they were introducing themselves.
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Post by Grayshade on Nov 20, 2015 16:40:31 GMT -6
Grayshade had trailed a couple pawsteps behind Crowwing as they approached the meeting point. She didn't know much about this tradition having never attended it during her time as a TreeClan medicine cat, where she'd left most of her friends (few might they be). She barely spoken to anyone in FireClan yet, though she kept meaning too, only Crowwing, who she worked with and liked well enough, and Darkstar, who was terrifying.
They arrived in the area, four cats there already (including Crowwing) and she glanced across them, trying to memorize pelts and assign names to them. Liongrowl she knew already, and dipped her head to him with a warm "Hello." She dipped her head to the rest in turn--a gray tabby, who she thought was Addervenom and a speckled silver she-cat she didn't recognize. She introduced herself in a moment, though--Anenomemist. Bizarre name.
"Hi," Grayshade mewed nervously, about to try for a self-deprecating little laugh and deciding against it. "Um, I'm Grayshade. I was a TreeClan cat first but now I've joined Crowwing in FireClan. So."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2015 17:04:00 GMT -6
ADDERVENOM OF ICECLAN At least he didn't need to wait terribly long. The moon was still climbing amongst the stars when representatives from other Clans started to arrive. Adder narrowed his eyes slightly, giving a reluctant nod of greeting towards Crowwing and Grayshade as well as Liongrowl. He resolutely ignored the RockClanner - they'd had a previous encounter at the border which hadn't gone terribly well.
"Addervenom," stated the IceClan tom flatly for his own introduction. He had never been to one of these meetings before, but he'd heard enough about how they were supposed to work, so it only made sense to officially start the conversation.
"Right then, is everything well in the other Clans? No major disasters or outbreaks of disease? Robinstar recently became our leader but IceClan's been pretty quiet other than that." WORDS: 132 || WRITTEN FOR: All Medicine Cats NOTES - Five out of seven, not too bad. We'll move things along and Spottedwillow/Flamingthorn can pop in later if they wish to do so. template by Margie @ Adoxography v2
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Post by Crowwing on Nov 21, 2015 22:10:24 GMT -6
Soon enough, more cats began to show, and Crowwing gave each a nod after their introduction of name. They were all a young bunch it seemed, other than him. That was no surprise, but what struck him was that he knew almost nothing of one another. Only some familiar faces from Gatherings, but other than that? Nada.
"Jackalfrost has taken the place of Foxtuft, but other that that, Fireclan's the same as usual." 'Robinstar must be Robinfrost, but who's their new deputy?' He was curious to know.
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Post by Flamingthorn on Nov 23, 2015 17:50:15 GMT -6
He was late. Oh so very very late. Nor was he expected to be here. he had been absent. Failed to do his job. he was back, alive. He had to do this. Hello. I do apologize for my lateness. The Medicine Cat sat down. he smiled at Addervenom, his new co-worker. He had been a bad mentor. he had to do some catching up. He had to focus on the present. Yes I am alive. The ginger Tom could afford some arrogance but also owed a manifold number of apologies. That could wait. He was ready to meet the others.
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Post by Liongrowl on Nov 24, 2015 15:15:19 GMT -6
Liongrowl lifted his gaze as the other medicine cats arrived and the sharing of the news began. "TreeClan is doing.. all right as per the moment. We have Spottedwillow taking the place of Greyshade as a TreeClan medicine cat." The tom spoke to the others and looked from one cat to another. He didn't recognize all of these it seemed like.
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Post by Grayshade on Dec 5, 2015 22:29:25 GMT -6
(this probably shouldn't die oops)
Grayshade nodded along distractedly to Crowwing's description of FireClan's current events, ears perking up at the mention of Robinfrost's promotion. Interesting.
"Hello," she murmured, furrowing her brow as the new cat made his way into the area, apologising profusely. "Good to know," she added. She didn't know his name.
She turned to Liongrowl with a slight frown as he talked of her replacement, and couldn't pretend she didn't feel a twinge in her chest. She certainly missed TreeClan; her long pelt and more willowy frame were clearly out of place in FireClan and it just wasn't the same as her home. Her replacement, Spottedwillow, didn't seem to be here yet.
"Should we get started?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2015 9:19:35 GMT -6
ADDERVENOM OF ICECLAN Addervenom listened to the other medicine cats' news with lackluster interest, though he tried to twist his expression into something resembling enthusiasm. It probably wasn't working. Then again, everyone seemed pretty eager to chatter away, and the arrival of Adder's colleague helped serve as another distraction. He grunted in lieu of an actual greeting towards Flamingthorn.
"Uh, yes, we should start. We've only got so much moonlight left," the IceClanner interjected after a while. He took the initiative and went to touch his nose to theā¦ rock? water? haha I have no idea and I don't really want to look through old threads to find out what the sacred object's supposed to be...
Hmm. Was something supposed to be happening? He was meant to sleep, right? Addervenom closed his eyes and pretended to nap, already knowing that CloudClan would have no business with him. After all, it was Darkpool that he followed. WORDS: 152 || WRITTEN FOR: All medicine cats NOTES - On second thought, I guess we can't have these every month if they're gonna take a while. Oh well. template by Margie @ Adoxography v2
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