Gathering 2025 Event omach init ──✩°。⋆⸜ The First Gathering

This gathering took place in the year 2025.
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✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

indentWindclan's leader enters the clearing with her head held high, her clan following behind her. "All of you, best behavior. We don't need more enemies." She looks over her shoulder, assessing her gathered cats, before locking eyes with a certain bay molly in the crowd. "They may have wronged us before, but we need to trust in Juniperstar's bid for peace." Dustystar is wary of the offer herself, but the chance at peace - and getting answers - is too good to pass up.

indent Silver fur parts a path through the crowd, making its way to the longfurred brown tabby on the opposite side of the clearing. Dustystar recognizes her as fitting Juniperstar's description, based on what Merrystalk had told her. At the moment, Thunderclan's leader is engaging in easy conversation with Pikestar, who's in the middle of entertaining some of the gathered cats.
"Juniperstar. It's good to finally meet you." She keeps the tone light, but there's an air of tension in her voice. Juniperstar is the leader she's last to meet, and get a read on. The molly seems nice enough, but Dustystar remains suspicious. Regardless, she bows her head, politely. "Thank you for putting all of this together"

- addressing @MAREMANE @juniperstar -
-apprentice tag @PEONYPAW -​

Dustystar - 27 moons - Windclan Leader


 


PEBBLEPAW


You taught me the courage of stars before you left. How light carries on endlessly, even after death



Things were happening fast, too fast... But Pebblepaw kept his ears pricked, listening with strained focus as talk of the Gathering reached him. Where others saw excitement, or nerves, or ceremony... he saw opportunity. A chance to search farther than they'd let him wander. A chance to look for Mama Alder beyond the hills and heather. Surely, if he just kept looking... So of course he was striding in step with the other WindClanners, a cheerful smile plastered across his face, a little too wide, a little too bright to be entirely sincere.

" Gosh! This is gonna be super exciting, huh? " he chirped, tail swishing high. " I just hope no stinkin' ThunderClanners are gonna be bullies again, like last time! " His smile sharpened at the edges, tail flicking once with visible irritation. No. He wouldn't let that happen again. All the while, his eyes never stopped moving, scanning every direction, every unfamiliar pelt in the distance. Mama Alder could be here. Maybe not tonight, but someday... someday he'd see faer in the crowd.

He leaned a little closer to Gorsepaw, voice dipping into a whisper full of mock curiosity. " D'ya think that dumb cat who was so mean to you'll be there, huh? " His expression was all innocence, but there was a glint in his eyes, something more feral than friendly. He was watching. Waiting.

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—————————————— Dreaming along in a pace you'll understand. ✦


It was like there was something caught in his throat, having heard first-hand the suggestion of a gathering from Juniperstar had left Merrystalk on edge since. Maybe a moon ago, he would have thought the idea to be great, a peaceful way to bring the five clans together, catch up with the ongoings and let folks mingle amicably.

But the events of the last half moon had left the Gale Guard shaken; he refused to let it show, but the hypervigilance since the attack on Dustystar hadn't given him time to think straight. Though he wouldn't allow that to strike fear into his clanmates, a council wrought in fear would only lead to issues for the clan, so Merry strode along with Harefoot and Hollowmumble, Cloverpaw following very closely behind. He chattered as he always did, a warm smile on his face and filling the conversation with his usual sort of cheer. The tension of him snapping at Sassafrass had left permenant issues admist some of his friends, so it was something he was nipping in the bud sooner than later.

"- 'm just curious what on earth Juniperstar has planned fer this whole thing." His voice was a hum, trying not to ruin one of the only stalks of rye he had with him. Since his own... Run in. His nerves had gotten the better of him, and he turned to his usual absent chewing on stalks of plants to keep his mind busy over getting neurotic at the slightest glimpse of a problem. Part of him had considered staying home, protecting Honeyflower and Owlbear, but then again, he felt a duty to protect Dustystar where he had failed before.

Though his voice died down as they made it to Fourtrees, it seemed that Thunderclan and Riverclan had beaten them to the punch, but Skyclan and Shadowclan were nowhere to be seen. They would show in time, but for now, he nodded politely towards Juniperstar yet again, trying to show some sort of gratitude for the creation of the gathering as if he didn't currently hate the idea of being anywhere near the cat that could have been terrorising the clan.

His gaze instead fell to his clanmates, noticing @Cloverpaw 's usual nervous disposition seemed more overt than usual, while he hadn't had as much time to talk with the kid, she was close to Hollow, and that meant he felt just as responsible for helping the apprentice out, too. "Aye, Clover, I know the gatherin' is gonna be a lil' dauntin', but if ya' get worried 'bout somethin' ya' can come to me 'nd I'll try 'n help." Sometimes the knowledge of there being someone to keep an eye out is enough for even the meekest cats to relax a little, but then again he couldn't blame her for being on edge.

He couldn't help but notice what seemed to be Pebblepaw and Gorsepaw conspiring in some way, after the confrontation with Thunderclan he needed to keep a close eye on the pair too... Merry let out a small huff, he wouldn't let himself get worked up, but already with so many new faces, he couldn't help but feel on edge himself for the safety of his friends and family.

  • ooc - addressing @Cloverpaw and dragging along @Hollowmumble and @harefoot . feel free to annoy merry or come bug me in my channel for ideas or side threads :3
  • Merrystalk
    ✦—Windclan Gale Guard | 29 Moons
    ✦—He/Him
    ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
    ✦—A skinny, tortoiseshell cat with bright green eyes and pelt speckled with hay.
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His rules had been cut and dry before leading his warriors to the oaks. Start a fight, and you'll be licking the camp clean. He did not care for whatever personal vendettas his Clanmates may have beyond what he already knew existed between them and ThunderClan. He knows RiverClan may have plenty to say despite reaching a resolution, at the very least he may find some pleasant company in WindClan or the mystical SkyClan he has not seen of yet.

Before they even step a single paw into the clearing the scent of so many cats tells him of how overwhelmed the Oaks have become. Swarming with different colored pelts and drifting too many scents for him to follow. It would be easy to get lost in, he can hardly spot Juniperstar in the mix of it all. He had been hopeful they might speak again but a crowd surrounded her. He recognized one of the faces from the RiverClan patrol, and the other his kin from WindClan. He did not feel any strong desire to push through the crowd to reach them, but he had anyway- who else would he bother speaking to?

"She really knows how to start a party." Sablestar meowed over the all the noise, reaching to nudge his muzzle against his mate in greeting before settling beside Dustystar. "How is WindClan? I was thinking, with greenleaf so prosperous in prey recently, our warriors may enjoy a hunt together some time." A gathering of their own, maybe, without all this unnecessary pushing between pelts just to walk.