Backwritten Meeting Camp RiverClan POLLYANNA — SEPTEMBER MEETING

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{$title} Takes place before the September gathering!
It's become routine to host a meeting. The heads tilted up towards him has become less daunting.
"There will be a gathering this moon."
He carefully scans the crowd, some clanmates are filled with concern. Why wouldn't they? A great bulk of them who had attended the first gathering had witnessed his death.
"Riverclan will be attending."
Were they upset at this news? No. I can't think of that right now. Ease their worries. Give them a reason to trust me, in Riverclan.
"However, I will choosing a few of us to go. The cats who will represent Riverclan during the gathering are Frostmoth, Russetfall, Pineheart, Willowburn, Pigeonpearl, Jinglemoon, Crowvortex, Stormswirl, Dogflicker, Coyoteclaw. Your apprentices may attend, if you choose to bring them."
The selection of cats should ease their worries. None of those selected would be met with displeasure. All of them could hold their own and were not easily swayed. A responsible serious sort. He understands that this leaves their camp without a deputy or medicine cat for a night, but this is a risk they have to take.

With that said and done, he looks around. One might think, Oh... Pikestar doesn't know what to say. Or... Did he forget what he was supposed to say? What's he looking for. The answer comes quickly.
"Are you there Nectarkit?"
It takes a moment for green eyes to find the short haired tortie, though it certainly does help that the kit takes a few steps forward. He smiles warmly at the kitten.
"It's time for you to become an apprentice. From this day forward until you earn your warrior name, you'll be known as Nectarpaw. Your mentor will be Crowvortex. I am sure you two will get along."
I'm actually not too sure about that. Crowvortex is not going to be happy about this at all, but it can't be avoided. Hopefully Nectarpaw can wrangle that grump in. While the new apprentice approaches her mentor, he turns his attention to the clan.

"Before we wrap up our meeting, I think we should end on a good note. Something we should all celebrate! After all, today Shimmerpaw will become a warrior."
When he looks her way, he can't help but be reminded of Dewdrop. She had died when Shimmerpaw was so young, leaving her daughter in the care of Smokewreath. She was also one of the cats who had given a life. She resided in within him, or that's what he wanted to believe. The pride he felt in his chest and how his eyes began to water couldn't have been a product of his feelings alone. No, it had to be Dewdrop. Relieved that her daughter had grown into a fine warrior.
"Your name will be Shimmerstone. For your strength and courage. No matter how harsh the waves were, you never allowed yourself to falter."
He can only hope she understands what he means. If not today, then in the future.

There is a pang in his heart when he has to tear away his gaze from her.
"That's all for today's meeting!"

  • GATHERING ATTENDEES:
    @Frostmoth @pineheart @Russetfall @PIGEONPEARL @Jinglemoon @Crowvortex @willowburn @dogflicker @Coyoteclaw @STORMSWIRL

    Apprentices of the warriors listed above are free to attend the gathering IF their mentors have allowed them to!

    APPRENTICE CEREMONY:
    @Nectarkit -> Nectarpaw, Mentor = @Crowvortex

    WARRIOR CEREMONY:
    @Shimmerpaw -> Shimmerstone
  • PIKESTAR
    — leader of riverclan, former shipyard cat
    ♱ 41 moons — he/him — ages realistically on the 1st — mentoring iciclepaw
    ♱ speech is
    "#36D9AB"
    — thoughts are italics — attacks are underlined
    ♱ short haired silver mackerel tabby with green eyes
    ♱ peaceful & healing powerplay permitted — underline & tag when attacking
    ♱ penned by velou — kasaven on discord — open to plots & dms
 
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The call to gather is something that by now Shimmerpaw is used to, her paws find the spot she has been going to with ease, her tail finds it's place at her side easily. She has been doing this not her whole life but close to it, for though she hasn't lived her whole life in this territory under Pikestar's reign she was still a kit under it - the tail end of a kit albeit but a kit nonetheless - and she had been an apprentice all through it, training through the territory, learning and understanding how the clan life worked, young and impressionable, likely understanding and getting it easier than some of the older crowd due to her age but that was fine. She gathered still, she lifted her head to look up at the leader, and her eyes flashed for a moment as she remembered the actions of what had happened at the last gathering, Juniperstar dying, Pikestar dying, Thornstar appearing to announce that they would be forced to gather every other moon and were meant to get along whether they wanted to or not. She didn't like it, forced to be friends for a night. She liked the idea of choosing less cats to go this time around, but would all the clans follow in Pikestar's lead or would it be the same as last time for the other's with more cats going than not?

She'd shake the thoughts away - there was nothing she could do to change the outcome of what was to happen, Shimmerpaw could not control others only herself - and instead listen to the meeting, watching as Crowvortex got an apprentice in Nextarpaw, and to her surprise her own name was called. Ears pricked and eyes would look up to Pikestar as back straightened just the slightest. She would be a warrior today, and as her name was brought forth from her leader's maw and reached her ears she couldn't help but repeat it in her head, Shimmerstone for strength and courage, and she couldn't help but like it, couldn't help but be proud, and couldn't help the way her chest puffed out slightly, proudly, as she was now a warrior of RiverClan instead of an apprentice.
SHIMMERPAW she/her, riverclan 11 moons old.
all white cat masking cinnamon tortie
mentored by NPC // mentoring none
littermate to none
NPC x NPC / mother to none / mated to none
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by tikki ↛ rabbitcake on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
 
FALLING FOR THE PROMISE OF THE
EMPTINESS MACHINE

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Russetfall did not agree with Pikestar's decision to go to the gathering, and had said as much to his face but he insisted and she had begrudgingly accepted it. This time, she vowed, she'd be there to prevent another disaster like the last one. She is not surprised when her name is called as one of the attendees, motioning her apprentice closer to her side with a sharp flick of her tail.

She leans down to murmur: "You will be coming too, you may speak to the other clans but watch your tongue if you do. We don't need them thinking Riverclan is weak after the last gathering." Only the stars knew what the other clans thought of Riverclan after that. Silently she hoped that nothing drastic would happen this gathering that proved her...concerns to be true.

The chocolate molly is dragged from her musing to Pikestar naming Nectarpaw's mentor and she finds herself nodding in approval before her voice joins the chorus of cheers. Then there's Shimmerstone. Russetfall strains to see the newly named warrior, cats crowding around her in congratulations. She tries to catch her eye, giving a light dip of her head.

She was more than deserving of the name. Shimmerstone had struggled and learned alongside them all what it meant to be a warrior. To be Riverclan. What life outside the dying shipyard held for them.

This was a moment to be celebrated.



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RUSSETFALL

— Life Guard of Riverclan
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"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— A Green-eyed Chocolate Mackerel Tabby With Low White
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JINGLEMOON



RIVERCLAN
MEDICINE CAT
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28 MOONS
DINGO
The medicine cat wasn't so sure going to the gathering again was a good idea for RiverClan, especially with what had happened to Pikestar last time... He could agree though that taking a select number of cats was a better idea than what had happened last time-- He wasn't too sure how to feel about his name being called as part of the group that was going though, on one paw he was glad because what if he had of been able to save Pikestar's ninth life if he had of been there the last time? If something were to happen again at least this time he would be there... But on the other paw, what if something bad did happen again or worse yet what if something bad happened back at camp and he wasn't there to help? He'd sigh gently and try to let go of the worry. There would be more cats here than last time to protect the camp and perhaps Rainpaw could stay behind just in case?

"I'm glad you'll be coming too" Jinglemoon would mew to Russetfall after settling down to sit nearby her after she'd murmured something to her apprentice. He wondered if he ought to bring some herbs along with him when they went, maybe just a few in his pelt or a leaf wrap of some kind? Or maybe the other clans would think they were preparing for a fight if he were to do that.

Nectarkit was made into an apprentice and given their own mentor in Crowvortex, as well as Shimmerpaw finally earning her full warrior name! Shimmerstone for her strength and courage, a very well deserved and fitting name for the young warrior! "Shimmerstone!" He'd cheer, knowing her mother Dewdrop would be beyond proud of the cat she had grown up to be.


When danger greets you with a smile
A long furred blue tabby tom with low white, long pointed ears with curved tips and dazzling blue eyes. Usually walks with a jingle in his step. Good listener and always thoughtful.

Sibling to ASTRO, Uncle to TWINKLEPAW, ECLIPSEPAW and COMETPAW
Mentoring RAINPAW
"speech" // 'thoughts' // #3b90ff
 

Listening from the side was the amber-eyed warrior, half paying attention and half lost in their thoughts. The gathering was mentioned, and as for last time... Yeah, after hearing everything that went on, Crowvortex was mildly weary of the others. Not that they could shake the chimera, but did they really want to get involved in this? Not really. But then Pikestar calls his name, and now he was going to be involved. Fantastic. Now his full attention was locked on the leader, eyes locked to the other. Nectarkit is named as an apprentice, and Crowvortex nods until, once again... His name. They blink. There was no way Pikestar trusted him with a child, right? There had to have been a better choice.. right? A sigh comes from their chest, eyeing down their new apprentice before offering her a soft smile. Okay Crow... Don't mess this up.

The rest of the meeting isn't as eventful. A new warrior joins their ranks, Shimmerstone. They didn't have much of an opinion on the new warrior, but they give a single cheer for her. It was quite a name. A fitting one. After the cheers and the clan is dismissed, he turns his head to the newly named Nectarpaw. "I'll let you be for today... We can start training tomorrow." The warrior stands to their paws, moving to head away to a sunny spot in camp. "I suppose you can follow to the gathering too."
CROWVORTEX they/he/she, riverclan warrior 36 moons old.
lh black-blue chimera with vitiligo and bronze eyes. few scars litter his body, hidden by fur.
mentored by none // mentoring none
littermate to none
NPC x NPC / father/mother to none / mated to none
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by doc ↛ m0dernd0c on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
 
And that's why we share all we have with you
Though there's little to be found
When all you've got is nothing
There's a lot to go around

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Wavesong stood as a pillar, her gaze steady on Pikestar, warmth radiating from her as it always did. To most, she was the picture of calm strength. But those who knew her well could see beyond it, the quiet sorrow tucked behind her eyes, the heaviness that sometimes pulled her shoulders low when she thought no one was looking. She carried herself well, aye… yet the moons had weighed her down. Even so, she stood tall. She would stand tall, for RiverClan, for her children. She would see them thrive, grow strong, and outlive her, that was her only prayer now. She had lost two little ones already. She dared not imagine losing another.

When the names for the Gathering were called, her heart gave a lurch, the old, icy anxiety gripping her chest. Not again, not this time. There would be no blood spilled tonight. She willed it to be so. The patrol was smaller, more deliberate, chosen with care. Still, as her thoughts strayed toward Adder, her chest tightened. She gave her head a sharp shake, forcing herself back to the present. This moment mattered, these names mattered.

When Nectarkit stepped forward, her eyes softened, glowing with pride. " Nectarpaw! " she cheered, her voice ringing clear. " Aye, yer gonna be a grand warrior in th'makin', lil' guppy! " A laugh bubbled from her throat, bright and genuine, before her eyes flicked to Crowvortex. There was a twinkle there, curious, almost teasing. She wondered how he'd take to apprenticeship now, guiding pawsteps of his own. Her mind lingered briefly on her time with Galepaw, sweet days cut short by her kitting. But she'd shared all she could in the moments she'd had, and she hoped he carried those lessons with him still.

Then her eyes fell on Shimmerpaw, and her chest swelled with warmth. She dipped her head, her chuckle soft and fond. The young molly had blossomed before her very eyes, a flower opening to the world. Somewhere above, she knew Dewdrop must be watching with pride. " Shimmerstone, Shimmerstone, Shimmerstone! " Wavesong hollered, her voice brimming with pride and love. " Aye, ye'll be sleepin' with th' big cats now. " she added with a wink, her purr rolling warmly in her chest.

At last, her gaze drifted back to Pikestar, and she gave him a respectful dip of her head, quiet solidarity shared between them. But even celebration did not scatter her mother's instinct. The moment one of her own guppies strayed too far, her voice rang sharp and loving through the clearing. " Guppies! Stay close t'yer mam! Don't ye keep wanderin'! " she called, warmth softening the edges of her scolding, her blue eyes sparkling with devotion.

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