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Post by FIRESTRIPE ❥ on Nov 6, 2009 6:24:22 GMT -8
Sorry for the delay in getting this up, the gathering will officially start tomorrow evening so people still have a chance to bring in their cats early.
The tribe will be arriving this gathering but please wait until i give the word! NO one knows!
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Post by sandstar7 on Nov 15, 2009 5:17:14 GMT -8
Huntstar padded into the hollow,not seeing any sign that Goldstar was there.Well, that`s a surprise,she thought,Here we go again.she said out loud this time.
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Post by FIRESTRIPE ❥ on Nov 17, 2009 19:42:51 GMT -8
Goldstar took a deep breath. This is the first time I have not prepared myself...lets see how it will go. she sighed and padded into the clearing, bringing her clan. She was worried she would let herself slip..something along those lines. I hope it goes well. She saw huntstar there already, and wondered where everyone else was. Where? |
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Post by FIRESTRIPE ❥ on Dec 9, 2009 6:47:23 GMT -8
THIS IS NOW THE DECEMBER GATHERING AND THE TRIBE IS STILL COMING! I will be posting for Charredstar as well due to chars absence. Charredstar entered the gathering with his clan, he grumpily looked up to the great rock, and saw Sandstar and Goldstar, he realized he may be late, but if Flystar was not here yet the other leaders would not be getting on his nerves. He sighed, glared around the clearing, and jumped onto the great rock and waited, a bit apart from the other leaders.
Goldstar was as still as stone. She made sure she could not, or would not move, or let herself show her true self. She flicked a whisker. Charredstar was up there. She held back a snort of disgust. She froze her eyes on the entrance. That mouse brained Flystar! It felt like she had been waiting there for hours! Why hadnt Flystar come? She glanced around the clearing grumpily, and glared at the entrance. |
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Post by Rascally on Dec 14, 2009 12:10:17 GMT -8
The tiny Stormkit had lost her mothers and siblings she was the only one to survive. She had followed the leader Goldstar into the clearing And stumbled over her feet. The weater was definantly colder she had been born at a gathering similar to this one. But she was older now. She mewed and settled down in a heap of leaves to keep warm. And to play with the insects crawling along them.
DustyBlaze padded into the clearng as well. It was said that the tribe cats would Be arriving at this gathering. so she was interested in what was going to happen.
Ghost emerged as well. out of the shadows. She was from shadowclan. She glanced around only two leaders were here. And it seemed like Two other cats. She frowned slightly. this was not a good sign
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Post by Rainstorm on Dec 14, 2009 16:55:08 GMT -8
Rainstorm was making her dramatic appearance back from the dead. The silver and white tabby thought with amusement. The other clans probably did not know that she was still alive after her lengthy absence but she was not easy to kill as her injuries would show. She had been injured and escaped by the hair of her tail but she was alive and reasonably recovered. She still moved with an agonising but barely noticeable limp that hampered her hunting. Her murky green eyes showed nothing of her discomfort, she was not in the best of shape. This was her first reasonably long journey from camp since she had almost died. Her form was still overly slender even for a clan cat but she was not quite the same as she had been before. She was beginning to recover some more muscle mass, much to her pleasure.
The gathering was quite sparse so far, compared to what she had come to expect but Rainstom sat silently waiting for it to commence. Her eyes though rarely strayed from where Goldstar was, Goldstar was impatient, not that it showed visibly but Rainstorm had known Goldstar for many moons.
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Post by FIRESTRIPE ❥ on Dec 14, 2009 20:15:58 GMT -8
Goldstar was pleased Rainstorm was there, it made her feel more comfortable. She knew that Rainstorm could read her like a book, and that was the nice thing, the one cat that she did not need to keep her secrets from. She mentally sighed, and waited for Flystar to come, as well as the rest of the clan. She saw Stormkit. she growled under her breath but she would not make a mess of the gathering.
Charredstar growled under his breath, impatient for the gathering to get started. He hated leaders being late. Ha. Lazy Flystar, it was actually unusual, he had to admit he himself was often the late one. He hated it. He paced up and down the rock impatiently.
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Post by Sheer on Dec 18, 2009 18:00:03 GMT -8
Vaguepaw scanned around the Gathering site, he was practically shaking with anticipation. He had never been to a Gathering before
This is so awesome! There's gonna be lots of cats and everything! Wait, shouldn't that be a bad thing? I mean the more cats there the more arguing there's gonna be. But if there's no arguing we'll get nothing accomplished. But then again wouldn't everyone just keep everything to themselves?
Vaguepaw was starting to get a headache again even though his sandy fur was standing on end with excitment
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Post by Rascally on Dec 23, 2009 11:43:45 GMT -8
DustyBlaze-Looked around seeing a younger cat enter the clearing. She wanted to make new friends so she stood up and approched The younger male. "Hello" She purred at him. Sitting down she swished her tail on the ground and looked up at the two leaders that were here.
Stormkit-The little Kitten was about 1 moon old now. She was getting stronger She was curled up in the Leaves now and she had driffted off to sleep.
Ghost-looked around not seeing anyone from Shadowclan. Not even the leader. She frowned and shifted her weight. And looked around wondering what was happening.
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Post by Sheer on Dec 23, 2009 15:56:04 GMT -8
A cat came up to Vaguepaw
The tiny yellow RiverClan cat (who looked like a WindClan cat for some reason) perked up and his tail shot straight up too. "Hi! I'm Vaguepaw! The pleasure's all mine!" he mewed impulsively
Realizing his bluntness Vaguepaw forced himself to simmer down
Don't explode on people, I must remember that.
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Post by Rainstorm on Dec 23, 2009 19:19:01 GMT -8
When will something interesting happen? Rainstorm the former deputy of Thunderclan thought. It was a shame that she could not converse with Goldstar because the leader of Thunderclan was Rainstorms only close friend. The she-cat had been the deputy before her injuries at the hands of some rogues, or at least she believed them to be rogues. She still ached at times like an elder would, she had been close to dying not that long ago and she thanked starclan everyday for her recovery. With Interest Rainstorm just sat calmly watching the going ons of the Gathering, if someone chose to approach her she would converse but for now she was fine alone.
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