DRY LIGHTNING CRACKS ACROSS THE SKIES | GATHERING CHATTER

[hazecloud]

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This night would be another joined by the bounty of new apprentices. Iciclefang's kits would experience their first moonlit gathering, meet far more outsiders than they have before, all under the grand canopy of Fourtrees. The smoky molly smiled as they fill into the crowd before looking up to the deputy's perch. Scorchstreak and another unfamiliar face. As she leapt to sit beside them, she discovered this must be ShadowClan's deputy.

"Lichenstar has, as well." She offered the calico-painted molly with a polite smile. She wondered if WindClan was similar to RiverClan, where Gathering gossip often dragged on into the next day as details were poured over.

"It's good to see Smogstar didn't keep the work for himself for very long. You were... on his council before?"

✿ ———— I'll be your regular mama ✿ ————— And I'll put that gun away

• interacting with @SCORCHSTREAK & @mirepurr
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  Hazecloud
  —⊰⋅ Deputy of RiverClan
  —⊰⋅ She/Her
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ LH blue smoke with green eyes.
  

 

[cloudywhisker]

𓆝 . ° ✦Cloudypaw hadn't quite noticed Crabpaw the first time he'd called to him, considering his name hadn't been used. He was only starting to get used to cloudypaw as it was, he wasn't trying to make it more complicated. He suddenly heard the younger apprentice and stopped abruptly. "Oh! Hi! I'm Cloudypaw! he purred. This kid seemed fun, very... eager. But that was good! Cicadaflight on the other paw, much more... well to put it nicely, calculating. "I'm from SkyClan, are you RiverClan?"

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ooc Information

• ooc: @CRABPAW
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  MICA — HE/THEY ･ 8 MOONS ･ APPRENTICE ･ PENNED BY TWITCHTAIL

  lanky and tall light brown tabby with high white and green eyes. Big ol' himbo.

 

[BLAZINGHEART]

-`♡´- GOD, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? YOU'RE A PINK PONY GIRL AND YOU DANCE AT THE CLUB -`♡´-​

-`♡´- — There's excitement in her paws for the first time as Skyclan makes their way towards Fourtrees that night and she doesn't particularly know why she feels this way. Blazingheart can recall being brought to the gathering when she became six moons old yet she had only felt dread upon her arrival knowing that several to-be apprentices wouldn't join that den due to the new code put in after the events of the rogues and her littermates. But tonight there's a slight bounce to her steps as she finally arrives noting all the other clans there and her ears angle forward as she frowns noticing the absence of a certain black tabbied leader. Where's her grandmother? What about the rest of Thunderclan... Where are they? She notes that there isn't that many Windclanners eithee though she doesn't care for those that reside upon the moors, a frown still big and present on her maw.

She settles in the crowd with the rest of her clan deciding not to stray yet her forest green eyes betray her hoping that the oak forest clan would show up and that she'd catch a glimpse of a plush coat that ran into her the same night of her first gathering. Moments pass and she accepts the fact that the clan led by her grandmother would not show up tonight, her eyebrows knit together in frustration but chooses not to dwell on it. It does make her wonder what the other molly's warrior name had been... Is she okay? Blazingheart grimaces wanting to bury her head in her paws at the slightest bit of concern over a Thunderclanner of all things. "I don't care. I don't fucking care." The red tabby mumbles to herself under her breath and instead tries to think of something else or rather someone else... She thinks about an inky pelt with small pools of ivory and bright eyes yet it's overpowered by misty honeyed eyes and a dumb smile... Her secret... Their secret.

Disgust coils in her belly and she continues to sit there not making any attempt to talk to anyone... Nobody interested her tonight.

⡠﹞OH MAMA, IM JUST HAVING FUN -`♡´- ON THE STAGE IN MY HEELS﹝⠢

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  WARRIOR SKILLS;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ HUNTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ TRACKING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ COMBAT
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STEALTH
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ STRATEGY
  — ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ SWIMMING
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ CLIMBING
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  ♡ a large, longhaired red tabby feline with green eyes
  ♡ blazingheart's a sharp tongued warrior that can oftentimes come off as insensitive or uncaring even if it isn't necessarily his intent upon first meeting. she's rather prickly due to several events in her life and seen tense for the most part but she's trying to improve, all of her opinions are IC only.
  ♡ 13 moons old; ages the 28th every month
  ♡ asexual biromantic; currently interested in no one
  ♡ child of coyotecrest and howlfire
  ♡ sibling to wolfpaw and hawkspine
  ♡ currently being mentored by coyotecrest
  ♡ easy to befriend ; oftentimes quick to anger
  ♡ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ♡ peaceful powerplay allowed

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[SCORCHSTAR]

༄༄ Mirepurr seems startled; Scorchstreak is unsure why. They are of the same standing, and at a gathering. Do they expect her to slap them, as their former leader had done to Sunstar? Fortunately for ShadowClan, Scorchstreak knows how to act like one who is deserving of her position. But with the way that Mirepurr dips their head, perhaps it was not fear that startled them but shock. They must be rather new to deputyship, after all. It is a privilege, they say to her, and the calico's lip twitches. They seem reasonable enough, and at least more polite than a majority of their clan. But then they bring up Scorchstreak's own absence from the past few gatherings, and golden eyes flash with the displeased expression that crosses her face. First, she had lost her mate. Then, she had lost Sunstar's faith, and the support of her fellow council members. She is here tonight only against her better judgment—and only because the guilt of abandoning her leader for a fourth time would weigh so heavily on her chest that it may simply crush her. Mirepurr puts forth their hope for order, prompting a flicker of the tunneler's ear. Order, in WindClan? Hardly. But just as she had warned the warriors here tonight, she will not give up her clan's weaknesses, no matter how glaring. Their small numbers tonight should be telling enough, but she will allow Sunstar to make their struggles known or not at his own discretion. She takes a breath, and then is saved from her own response by someone else moving to join the two of them.

Hazecloud greets them both, asserting her place as Lichenstar's deputy. An… interesting choice, she thinks, although it would be a lie to say that she had not planned to appoint Bluepool to be her own deputy. "It is the season of new deputies, it seems," she muses, her voice just as dull as ever. It is another reason she avoids these gatherings when she can—whilst others like Sunstar wield words like claws, sharp yet delicate, Scorchstreak speaks with all the care of a blunted weapon, a raging badger crashing through a thin gorse barrier. She knows what her words veil, the reminder that so many leaders have met their ends as of late. Shifting her weight to the other paw, she clears her throat. "SkyClan is here, but I see no deputy of theirs."

every love that i touch ☽♰☾ falls to ruin

• ooc: interacting with @mirepurr @hazecloud
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• SCORCHSTREAK ❯❯ she/they, deputy (tunneler) of windclan
  ༄ small, slim flame-streaked calico with fiery golden eyes. stoic and stern, ferociously protective of her clanmates. rarely seen aboveground.
  ༄ mate to bluepool ; sibling to rattleheart & rabbitclaw
  ༄ mentor to bilberrypaw ; previously mentored pinkshine
  ༄ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted, but may react aggressively
  ༄ penned by foxlore

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[MIRESTAR]

The arrival of another is what alerts Mirepurr, drawing their attention from one she-cat to another. They hope in a few Gatherings' time, it will become easier to divide it better... right now, they feel like they have been plopped into the middle of vast water, thrashing about as the currents and the wind drive him whichever way they can.

Mirepurr has to remind themself of their own position. Every ShadowClanner present represents the Clan, but leader and deputy remain at the forefront of it all. They ought to radiate as much confidence as Smogstar.

"That's right," they nod. "Not for long, granted..." Uncertainty bleeds into its opposition. Would some deem such a confession to be unprofessional? Perhaps Smogstar's attitude is already having an effect on them — instead of weakness, they only see opportunity, the chance to show off their own set of good qualities. A short time on the council means they've been deemed the right candidate even despite the more experienced cats, like Forestshade or Lilacfur.

Hazecloud herself must have been an evident choice. Mirepurr does not recall seeing or hearing her be part of Lichenstar's closest members... aside from mateship, but that is something wholly personal.

Scorchstreak's face remains impartial, stoic — it is too difficult to try and guess what she is thinking. Mirepurr opts to simply following her lead, and thus, their gaze sweeps over SkyClan next. "You're right. I hope Cherryblossom is okay."

@SCORCHSTREAK @hazecloud

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[CLOUDHEART]

This would be the first time Cloudpaw had attended a gathering since she'd been named an apprentice, and she was practically buzzing with excitement. Wide mossy eyes filled with wonder as they flickered around the clearing, at the mass of brand new faces all mingling together in harmony. What a wonderous sight. A genlte smile tugged at her lips as the alabaster molly drifted into the crowd alongside her clanmates. She wasn't really sure what to do with herself, but the idea of making new friends tonight had been on her mind since she'd found out she was going.

It seemed that most every other cat was engaged in conversation already, and her spirits fell slightly. She wanted to socialize, but also didn't want to be rude and interrupt anyone. So the ivory apprentice settled on the edge of the group, her gaze still travelling the sea of unfamiliar figures. Her attention stopped on a crestfallen red tabby who was sat very close to her, also alone and seemingly uninterested in the commotion. If Cloudpaw managed to catch @BLAZINGHEART 's eye, she would offer the young warrior a warm smile and a soft "hello."

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‎‎ooc ♡ info

• [ sorry if blazing wasn't open for interacts, lmk and I can edit <3 cloud is still open for interactions!! ]

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• CLOUDPAW ♡ she / her, apprentice of riverclan, 9 moons
  ⭃ long-hair white and cinnamon chimera with pale green eyes. petite and elegant.
  ⭃ npc x npc // younger sister to moonbeam and rowan // littermate to crawfishpaw
  ⭃ single, crushing on no one // mentored by no one // mentor to no one
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted // underline and tag when attacking.
  ⭃ penned by limerence ↛ @limericks. on discord, feel free to dm for plots.