Clans of the Heavens- IC Thread | Roleplay

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Fallingstar | Dawn Clan | Interactions Twigstar & Willowstar

Moonlight illuminated the forest as the sun settled down beyond the horizon. A few solitary stars dared to smile among the midnight sky. From the tops of the towering oaks to the prickly undergrowth, the territory was alight with silver and alive with the voices and paw steps of warriors. Dozens of cats trekked through the woods and marsh towards an island on the southern part of the lake. Thick groves of pine trees created a foreboding outline on the lake and obscured the clearing, where most of the cats congregated.

The first to arrive was Sky Clan, claiming the title as noblest of the clans and arriving just as the moon reached its exact peak in the night sky. Leading them was a broad-chested tom, icey eyes glinting in the silver lighting. He held his head aloft in a way that a cat unfamiliar with hierarchy would mistake him for the leader with nine lives. Behind Oakshadow, the rest of the warriors chosen to accompany Twigstar on the night of the full moon trailed their leader closely.

Not far behind, the rustling could be heard coming from the treeline. The owners of the territory were heard before they were seen and clung to the shadows as if it was their essence. Dusk Clan approached the Gathering Island, keeping a comfortable distance between them and their Sky Clan brethren. Towards the right flank of their leader, Willowstar, a slender tortoiseshell and white she-cat scanned the Sky Clan cats with spruce-colored eyes.

The cats filed into the Clearing of Pines and began to converse among each other. Despite the tension between the cats of the lake, Sky Clan and Dusk Clan had been on relatively peaceful terms with each other. With the warm and plentiful moons of Leaf-Green coming to a close, however, the coming scarcity of prey would tell if this laxness would hold. Both Leaders and their deputies ascended to the lower branches of the Great Oak and loosed their yowls, calling the Gathering to begin. Before either of them could speak, however, surprised gasps arose from the crowd.

The cats parted, like a narrowed-eyed sea, as a massive, scarred she-cat stalked into the gathering. Her face was contorted into a snarl as she drew towards the Great Oak. Her amber eyes flickered between Twigstar and Willowstar. Beside her, a cat with the pelt of a panther and the eyes of a canine walked. The cats’ eyes glimmered, ready to brawl if any of the other cats so dared to challenge Fallingstar and the ruthless warriors of Dawn Clan.

The brute Leader ascended the Great Oak in two powerful strides, taking a branch no higher than that of the adjacent Leaders. She sat and fixed her eyes on the crowd, her face fallen emotionless.

Oakshadow | Sky Clan | Interactions: OPEN

Oakshadow had to admit. His fur had prickled at the sight of the Dawn Clan warriors entering the camp. Remembering that this was the sacred Gathering, and that the clans were under a truce, he sheathed his claws. Fallingstar was not to be trusted. She had murdered the Dusk Clan Leader before Willowstar in cold blood, and had sworn to turn her wrath on Sky Clan the moment they breathed wrong. A volatile lunatic like that should not have to be killed multiple times, let alone have a clan of fighters at her beck and call. Dawn Clan had not been seen for moons at the Gathering, leading most to believe that they had abandoned the Codices and had become nothing more than vile rogues. This, however, proved otherwise.

Poppythorn | Dusk Clan | Interactions Oakshadow

At the arrival of Dawn Clan, Poppythorn's attention on Oakshadow was diverted as quickly as it had come on. “What’s she doing here?” Poppythorn hissed, full of hate. Her heart ached for her brother and her late leader. As far as she was concerned, Fallingstar deserved a hundred deaths. “She has no right to take her place up there, not after what she did.” The she-cat’s tail twitched, spying the warriors that had attacked her clan moons before. The memory was still bitter.

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Deathwhisper | Dusk Clan | Interactions: Dogear

His sleek pelt was jet black at the spots untouched by the moonlight, the yellow eyes glancing around cautiously as he followed closely behind Willowstar. His steps were strong, and though he was leaning his weight more on his left side, the dark ugly scars only made the deputy look more dangerous. Deathwhisper lived up to his name, his steps barely noticeable against the steps of cats who are not as experienced. Not speaking much during the way, it wasn't unusual however for the large -within his clan at least- cat. He didn't expect much difference from this gathering to differ from the last, and would say that most cats would agree with him. For this to end peacefully and for another moon all shall be as normal.

Pausing at his usual place where a stray root goes above ground, making the place elevate a little and is also near where the branches the leaders go upon. Already noticing that Skyclan had arrived, he still felt a bit distrustful of them. Though they have been here for four seasons ... A clan made of outsiders is still a clan made of outsiders. Glancing up at the leaders already there, it wasn't until that someone else decided to show up did he have to force a snarl from rolling out of his throat.

Dawnclan.

Specifically, Fallingstar. He had no exact grudge against the rest of the lot, though the fact that they still backed the leader was not to be ignored either. But Fallingstar, he watched with his own eyes as Bristlestar was utterly destroyed. How dare she show her face?! Deathwhisper would've imagined Dawn Clan to replace their leader for someone better suited but apparently not. Only through praticed self-control did he not unsheath his claws in warning. Dawn Clan wouldn't dare to attack during a gathering. They won't.

Giving a respected glance at the other deputies, the golden gaze lingered on Dogeye for a moment. There were no aggression, but more of a careful examination. Deathwhisper was in a position where the moon casted off his face in a way where the light falls his face is a more welcoming umbra, while leaving the rest in sinister darkness. Straightening his posture a bit more, he realized the other most likely didn't know who the next deputy would be till now. The ripped ear twitched a little as he glanced back up at the leaders. He wanted to say something, but since all the leaders are here the gathering can begin any moment.

Lynxfang | Dawn Clan | Interactions: OPEN

For a cat her age, she had a look of the most ancient of elders. The large muscular cat strolled behind the other Dawnclan, her strides more relaxed and tired compared to those around her as her black marked tail swished behind her. The pointy lynx like ears were set in a relaxed position as her eyes took in the land outside of Dawn Clan once again. It had been long since they came to a gathering, and it was wierd not doing anything during the time. Many of the cats around her were tense, and Lynxfang glanced at her leader again. Just from the mere reaction from the other two clans she can tell they weren't very welcomed, to say the least. The attack on Duskclan was quite ... gruesome. So much had happened and yet Fallingstar didn't seem to get better from her- the she-cat didn't know how to describe it actually.

Only walking fast enough to stay in her position in the group, close to the front but not exactly at where the leader and deputy should be, she flicked a quick glance at the deputies before settling down at a spot near the Great Oak but still within the rest of her clan, though near the other clans. She's managed to keep a decent relationship within the other clans before, due to her easy-going nature, though Lynxfang was unsure of its status now after the assault.

Noting the Duskclan deputy, who was a sleek cat who looked black, but on closer glance his pelt was brown where the light falls. Interesting choice, she remember seeing the cat before during the assault. But more for his odd name ... What kind of parents would name their kit a name like that she wouldn't know. It was tempting to take a nap, but that would be rude for certain. But the she-cat's too lazy to go find someone to talk to and decided to wait a bit for someone to come. Maybe then if no one comes she'll get up. Lynxfang would to be honest rather go back to her den and take a nap, but then again, when isn't she?

((I made some assumptions as to who's there and stuff ... if i assumed the wrong hing im SO SORRY > < do please tell me and ill edit!!! subbed too ^^))

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Deathwhisper | Dusk Clan | Interactions: Dogear

His sleek pelt was jet black at the spots untouched by the moonlight, the yellow eyes glancing around cautiously as he followed closely behind Willowstar. His steps were strong, and though he was leaning his weight more on his left side, the dark ugly scars only made the deputy look more dangerous. Deathwhisper lived up to his name, his steps barely noticeable against the steps of cats who are not as experienced. Not speaking much during the way, it wasn't unusual however for the large -within his clan at least- cat. He didn't expect much difference from this gathering to differ from the last, and would say that most cats would agree with him. For this to end peacefully and for another moon all shall be as normal.

Pausing at his usual place where a stray root goes above ground, making the place elevate a little and is also near where the branches the leaders go upon. Already noticing that Skyclan had arrived, he still felt a bit distrustful of them. Though they have been here for four seasons ... A clan made of outsiders is still a clan made of outsiders. Glancing up at the leaders already there, it wasn't until that someone else decided to show up did he have to force a snarl from rolling out of his throat.

Dawnclan.

Specifically, Fallingstar. He had no exact grudge against the rest of the lot, though the fact that they still backed the leader was not to be ignored either. But Fallingstar, he watched with his own eyes as Bristlestar was utterly destroyed. How dare she show her face?! Deathwhisper would've imagined Dawn Clan to replace their leader for someone better suited but apparently not. Only through praticed self-control did he not unsheath his claws in warning. Dawn Clan wouldn't dare to attack during a gathering. They won't.

Giving a respected glance at the other deputies, the golden gaze lingered on Dogeye for a moment. There were no aggression, but more of a careful examination. Deathwhisper was in a position where the moon casted off his face in a way where the light falls his face is a more welcoming umbra, while leaving the rest in sinister darkness. Straightening his posture a bit more, he realized the other most likely didn't know who the next deputy would be till now. The ripped ear twitched a little as he glanced back up at the leaders. He wanted to say something, but since all the leaders are here the gathering can begin any moment.

Lynxfang | Dawn Clan | Interactions: OPEN

For a cat her age, she had a look of the most ancient of elders. The large muscular cat strolled behind the other Dawnclan, her strides more relaxed and tired compared to those around her as her black marked tail swished behind her. The pointy lynx like ears were set in a relaxed position as her eyes took in the land outside of Dawn Clan once again. It had been long since they came to a gathering, and it was wierd not doing anything during the time. Many of the cats around her were tense, and Lynxfang glanced at her leader again. Just from the mere reaction from the other two clans she can tell they weren't very welcomed, to say the least. The attack on Duskclan was quite ... gruesome. So much had happened and yet Fallingstar didn't seem to get better from her- the she-cat didn't know how to describe it actually.

Only walking fast enough to stay in her position in the group, close to the front but not exactly at where the leader and deputy should be, she flicked a quick glance at the deputies before settling down at a spot near the Great Oak but still within the rest of her clan, though near the other clans. She's managed to keep a decent relationship within the other clans before, due to her easy-going nature, though Lynxfang was unsure of its status now after the assault.

Noting the Duskclan deputy, who was a sleek cat who looked black, but on closer glance his pelt was brown where the light falls. Interesting choice, she remember seeing the cat before during the assault. But more for his odd name ... What kind of parents would name their kit a name like that she wouldn't know. It was tempting to take a nap, but that would be rude for certain. But the she-cat's too lazy to go find someone to talk to and decided to wait a bit for someone to come. Maybe then if no one comes she'll get up. Lynxfang would to be honest rather go back to her den and take a nap, but then again, when isn't she?

((I made some assumptions as to who's there and stuff ... if i assumed the wrong hing im SO SORRY > < do please tell me and ill edit!!! subbed too ^^))

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Jasminepaw's heart thudded against her ribcage as she slipped after her lean-shouldered mentor and set her paws carefully against the flattened grass of the silver-splashed clearing.
She would not be afraid. She would not.
She resisted the urge to press against Crystalgleam's gray side as they passed columns of cats, dots of bright eyes, rivers of softly hissing voices.
I will not be afraid.
Jasminepaw set one paw after the other, keeping her violet eyes ahead, chin held high. She was a medicine cat apprentice. She did not get involved in these matters of rivalry and hate and violence.
Nevertheless, she wanted the haven of the other medicine cats- almost more than the safety of her own Clan.
Beside her, the slim brown tabby, Swallowtail, picked up her pace and pressed a comforting lick to her ear, but she didn't speak.

Jasminepaw shook her off, the heat of annoyance flushing over her that anyone had noticed her unease, and ignored the flicker of hurt crossing Swallowtail's pretty face. She'd be fine.
She bit down on a gasp as DawnClan's leader, Fallingstar- who she knew by reputation alone- came marching powerfully through the parted cats and took her place in the trees.
She was huge.
And through the murmuring, Jasminepaw heard with distinct clarity Poppythorn's hissing tone- with her typical sass. It made her smile, if only a little, and she shuffled sideways through the throng of cats to come to the tortoiseshell's spotted side.
Poppythorn had enough right to hate Fallingstar.
Jasminepaw wanted nothing to do with the scarred, battleaxe of a leader who promised to want everything to do with her Clan.
Her claws dug into the ground. They were hers- her Clan, her family-, and Fallingstar had better stay away.
I will not be afraid of you.

---

Rustfur hid a wince at the scorching glares of other Clan cats, but he kept only a pace behind Fallingstar and Dogeye, determinedly protective, no matter his own unease over the decisions she had made of late. No matter that he knew, in his heart of hearts, that they had every right to be aggressive.
He wondered if StarClan agreed with their sentiments.
He tried to look fierce. Really, he did. His size and his scars certainly helped, but he could only hope his desire to be anywhere but here went unnoticed by his...enemies.
A low growl rumbled in his chest, perpetual and forced out of him. Warning, dangerous, protective.
He halted beside Dogeye as Fallingstar took her rightful place beside the other leaders, surveying the rest of them with a baleful stare like frosted metal.

He remained standing, powerful shoulders raising slightly as his tail slung out across the grass, not bothering to wrap around his paws and force him to lose any tick of time he needed to defend Fallingstar.
His eyes narrowed at the outburst, directed at the DuskClan medicine cat, but he said nothing.
It wasn't his role to do anything other than protect.
It had never seemed so daunting.

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Darkstep had been thinking about the pheasant he'd caught.
The pheasant.
Yeah, he'd strayed somewhat out of DuskClan boundaries. And sure, he may have sustained a few bruises from its bill. But...it had looked delicious.
And then DawnClan decided to rudely interrupt his self-satisfied thoughts by shoving their rats' faces into a Gathering they had abandoned moons ago, and should have stayed away.
Frankly, he was surprised StarClan hadn't sent a bolt of lightning at Fallingstar yet. Once he got to StarClan he'd have a word with them about that.
He sauntered to the front of the lines, close to Dogeye and a big ginger tom. "Remembered you aren't rogues?" he purred, green eyes ice, before he smirked, flicked his tail, and vanished back into the ranks of his Clan.
The Gathering was about to start.
StarClan. Now would be a great time to electrocute Fallingstar. Right now. You can do it.
Of course they didn't do anything.
He rolled his eyes and sat down to wait for all chaos to break loose.

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Jasminepaw's heart thudded against her ribcage as she slipped after her lean-shouldered mentor and set her paws carefully against the flattened grass of the silver-splashed clearing.
She would not be afraid. She would not.
She resisted the urge to press against Crystalgleam's gray side as they passed columns of cats, dots of bright eyes, rivers of softly hissing voices.
I will not be afraid.
Jasminepaw set one paw after the other, keeping her violet eyes ahead, chin held high. She was a medicine cat apprentice. She did not get involved in these matters of rivalry and hate and violence.
Nevertheless, she wanted the haven of the other medicine cats- almost more than the safety of her own Clan.
Beside her, the slim brown tabby, Swallowtail, picked up her pace and pressed a comforting lick to her ear, but she didn't speak.

Jasminepaw shook her off, the heat of annoyance flushing over her that anyone had noticed her unease, and ignored the flicker of hurt crossing Swallowtail's pretty face. She'd be fine.
She bit down on a gasp as DawnClan's leader, Fallingstar- who she knew by reputation alone- came marching powerfully through the parted cats and took her place in the trees.
She was huge.
And through the murmuring, Jasminepaw heard with distinct clarity Poppythorn's hissing tone- with her typical sass. It made her smile, if only a little, and she shuffled sideways through the throng of cats to come to the tortoiseshell's spotted side.
Poppythorn had enough right to hate Fallingstar.
Jasminepaw wanted nothing to do with the scarred, battleaxe of a leader who promised to want everything to do with her Clan.
Her claws dug into the ground. They were hers- her Clan, her family-, and Fallingstar had better stay away.
I will not be afraid of you.

---

Rustfur hid a wince at the scorching glares of other Clan cats, but he kept only a pace behind Fallingstar and Dogeye, determinedly protective, no matter his own unease over the decisions she had made of late. No matter that he knew, in his heart of hearts, that they had every right to be aggressive.
He wondered if StarClan agreed with their sentiments.
He tried to look fierce. Really, he did. His size and his scars certainly helped, but he could only hope his desire to be anywhere but here went unnoticed by his...enemies.
A low growl rumbled in his chest, perpetual and forced out of him. Warning, dangerous, protective.
He halted beside Dogeye as Fallingstar took her rightful place beside the other leaders, surveying the rest of them with a baleful stare like frosted metal.

He remained standing, powerful shoulders raising slightly as his tail slung out across the grass, not bothering to wrap around his paws and force him to lose any tick of time he needed to defend Fallingstar.
His eyes narrowed at the outburst, directed at the DuskClan medicine cat, but he said nothing.
It wasn't his role to do anything other than protect.
It had never seemed so daunting.

---

Darkstep had been thinking about the pheasant he'd caught.
The pheasant.
Yeah, he'd strayed somewhat out of DuskClan boundaries. And sure, he may have sustained a few bruises from its bill. But...it had looked delicious.
And then DawnClan decided to rudely interrupt his self-satisfied thoughts by shoving their rats' faces into a Gathering they had abandoned moons ago, and should have stayed away.
Frankly, he was surprised StarClan hadn't sent a bolt of lightning at Fallingstar yet. Once he got to StarClan he'd have a word with them about that.
He sauntered to the front of the lines, close to Dogeye and a big ginger tom. "Remembered you aren't rogues?" he purred, green eyes ice, before he smirked, flicked his tail, and vanished back into the ranks of his Clan.
The Gathering was about to start.
StarClan. Now would be a great time to electrocute Fallingstar. Right now. You can do it.
Of course they didn't do anything.
He rolled his eyes and sat down to wait for all chaos to break loose.

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Willowstar | Dusk Clan | Interactions Twigstar & Fallingstar

Willowstar looks over at Fallingstar, her green eyes narrowing slightly as she arrived and chose herself a branch. Despite her somewhat calm stance towards Twigstar and skyclan, and her relatively friendly nature, she couldn't stand fallingstar. She sat down, calming herself and staring out at the crowd of cats in front of her. All the clans were here. She flicked her tail as she scanned for cats from her clan, hoping everyone hadn't dispersed too much. With a quick glance over at the other two leaders, she sat upright again. The she-cat looked at a gap in the trees, wondering if there was anywhere beyond the lake.

Looking over at Fallingstar, she felt less calm. but despite this, her distrust of the cat made sure that Willowstar couldn't go without monitoring the she-cat. Her gaze stopped focusing on Fallingstar, and she decided to simply check once every little while.

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Willowstar | Dusk Clan | Interactions Twigstar & Fallingstar

Willowstar looks over at Fallingstar, her green eyes narrowing slightly as she arrived and chose herself a branch. Despite her somewhat calm stance towards Twigstar and skyclan, and her relatively friendly nature, she couldn't stand fallingstar. She sat down, calming herself and staring out at the crowd of cats in front of her. All the clans were here. She flicked her tail as she scanned for cats from her clan, hoping everyone hadn't dispersed too much. With a quick glance over at the other two leaders, she sat upright again. The she-cat looked at a gap in the trees, wondering if there was anywhere beyond the lake.

Looking over at Fallingstar, she felt less calm. but despite this, her distrust of the cat made sure that Willowstar couldn't go without monitoring the she-cat. Her gaze stopped focusing on Fallingstar, and she decided to simply check once every little while.

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Dogeye | DawnClan

As Dogeye prowled into the Gathering area, his leader at his side, he cast a quick look at the warriors in tow. He had warned them that this would not be like the Gatherings of the past- DawnClan was entering as an enemy of DuskClan, and tense with SkyClan. Disliked, maybe even hated. The DawnClan deputy took a single, calculated leap to his respective position on the lower branches, and grimly surveyed his surroundings. He nodded slightly at Rustfur, grateful for his position beside them, and turned his head to the other clan cats. Whispers, hisses, glares... he felt Hollyeyes’ glare boring into his skull, and Dogeye pointedly avoided his gaze. The deputy would have been lying if it wasn’t because of a remaining thorn of guilt.

A cat made an angry comment near the deputy, and Dogeye’s gaze settled on a dark cat who had likely made his way to the front for this specific reason. While the comment stung, slightly, it wasn’t nearly enough for the deputy to break his cool, and he said lowly, and not unkindly,

“DawnClan attends Gatherings on our terms.”.

In his peripheral vision, he felt another stare- and the DawnClan turned his head to meet the eyes of a deputy he did not recognize. Willowstar, he knew had assumed leadership, but this cat... Dogeye recognized him from the battle, but he was unable to place a name.

“So... you’re the new deputy.” He murmured, still loud enough so the other cat could hear.. “I...”

’I’ what? ‘I hope you do well in you’re postion?’ ‘I hope we can look forward to a good relatjonship’? Don’t be ridiculous. You’re from the Clan that attacked his friends and family for little to no reason. To say anything more would be an insult.

So Dogeye shook his head, and let the sentence trail off. There was nothing to say, not yet.

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Hollyeyes | Dusk Clan

As DawnClan entered the Gathering, Hollyeyes gave a small hiss of bitter anger. Bad enough that The Gathering’s large number of cats made him uncomfortable and was rife with unclean potential, but now the Clan with nothing but brutes has decided to show their faces. Fallingstar was the first he saw, her monstrous size and obvious strength all too familiar. Beside her was Dogeye, sleek and as graceful as always. That is, when he wasn’t destroying stores. That cat had looked him in the eyes, turned his claws on his apprentices, destroyed and stole his herbs, and had desecrated his den, which Hollyeyes had worked so hard in making serviceable for his Clan. The cat took a quick glance at the sky, so sparse in the sparkling stars that usually decorated its eternal expanse.

“No wonder most of StarClan has turned their backs on us this Gathering,” he muttered, not particularly caring who heard or not.

Fine tuned to Poppythorn’s voice by now, he picked up the young she-cats comment- normally, the sharp-tongued medicine cat would have flayed her to mind her manners, but he let it slide. There was no use in hypocrisy, as Hollyeyes wasn’t even sure if he could mind himself this night. If Cidermoon even dared breath in his direction, there were going to be... issues.

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Dogeye | DawnClan

As Dogeye prowled into the Gathering area, his leader at his side, he cast a quick look at the warriors in tow. He had warned them that this would not be like the Gatherings of the past- DawnClan was entering as an enemy of DuskClan, and tense with SkyClan. Disliked, maybe even hated. The DawnClan deputy took a single, calculated leap to his respective position on the lower branches, and grimly surveyed his surroundings. He nodded slightly at Rustfur, grateful for his position beside them, and turned his head to the other clan cats. Whispers, hisses, glares... he felt Hollyeyes’ glare boring into his skull, and Dogeye pointedly avoided his gaze. The deputy would have been lying if it wasn’t because of a remaining thorn of guilt.

A cat made an angry comment near the deputy, and Dogeye’s gaze settled on a dark cat who had likely made his way to the front for this specific reason. While the comment stung, slightly, it wasn’t nearly enough for the deputy to break his cool, and he said lowly, and not unkindly,

“DawnClan attends Gatherings on our terms.”.

In his peripheral vision, he felt another stare- and the DawnClan turned his head to meet the eyes of a deputy he did not recognize. Willowstar, he knew had assumed leadership, but this cat... Dogeye recognized him from the battle, but he was unable to place a name.

“So... you’re the new deputy.” He murmured, still loud enough so the other cat could hear.. “I...”

’I’ what? ‘I hope you do well in you’re postion?’ ‘I hope we can look forward to a good relatjonship’? Don’t be ridiculous. You’re from the Clan that attacked his friends and family for little to no reason. To say anything more would be an insult.

So Dogeye shook his head, and let the sentence trail off. There was nothing to say, not yet.

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Hollyeyes | Dusk Clan

As DawnClan entered the Gathering, Hollyeyes gave a small hiss of bitter anger. Bad enough that The Gathering’s large number of cats made him uncomfortable and was rife with unclean potential, but now the Clan with nothing but brutes has decided to show their faces. Fallingstar was the first he saw, her monstrous size and obvious strength all too familiar. Beside her was Dogeye, sleek and as graceful as always. That is, when he wasn’t destroying stores. That cat had looked him in the eyes, turned his claws on his apprentices, destroyed and stole his herbs, and had desecrated his den, which Hollyeyes had worked so hard in making serviceable for his Clan. The cat took a quick glance at the sky, so sparse in the sparkling stars that usually decorated its eternal expanse.

“No wonder most of StarClan has turned their backs on us this Gathering,” he muttered, not particularly caring who heard or not.

Fine tuned to Poppythorn’s voice by now, he picked up the young she-cats comment- normally, the sharp-tongued medicine cat would have flayed her to mind her manners, but he let it slide. There was no use in hypocrisy, as Hollyeyes wasn’t even sure if he could mind himself this night. If Cidermoon even dared breath in his direction, there were going to be... issues.

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Deathwhisper | Dusk Clan | Interactions: Dogear

It was clear how tense all cats, most likely the Dawn Clan ones too, is from said Dawn Clan's presence. In fact, as far as Deathwhisper took a scan of, besides a few exceptions like the warrior he remembers from the fight who looked like a mini lynx, all were... Wary. And they had all the rights to be so. He wished he could say he felt the same but... He didn't. Not exactly. No one he is close to died from the fights, though then again he barely had anyone he's closed to. The two ears twitched occasionally her and there as he watched quietly.

When one fo Dusk Clan's warriors Darkstep stepped out of the others and made a snarky comment at Dogeye he frowned but didn't dare to say anything. The deputy didn't want others to think he was actually supporting Dawn Clan or something. And he wasn't. Murmuring to the Dawn Clan deputy after the tuxedo dissapeared again at a quiet tone only for the teo of them, "I... We mean no harm. "

He idled over how to reply before stating back, "Yes... I am Deathwhisper." Taking in the others actions, he resbonded to the unfinished sentence, "the past is in the past..." Though he finished in his bead, But that doesn't mean your clan is off the hook. His tone implied the thought only ever so slightly, only the most careful can notice. The rest of his words were but a simple statement with little to no emotions. It was merely but another moment of him bottling the emotions up.

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Deathwhisper | Dusk Clan | Interactions: Dogear

It was clear how tense all cats, most likely the Dawn Clan ones too, is from said Dawn Clan's presence. In fact, as far as Deathwhisper took a scan of, besides a few exceptions like the warrior he remembers from the fight who looked like a mini lynx, all were... Wary. And they had all the rights to be so. He wished he could say he felt the same but... He didn't. Not exactly. No one he is close to died from the fights, though then again he barely had anyone he's closed to. The two ears twitched occasionally her and there as he watched quietly.

When one fo Dusk Clan's warriors Darkstep stepped out of the others and made a snarky comment at Dogeye he frowned but didn't dare to say anything. The deputy didn't want others to think he was actually supporting Dawn Clan or something. And he wasn't. Murmuring to the Dawn Clan deputy after the tuxedo dissapeared again at a quiet tone only for the teo of them, "I... We mean no harm. "

He idled over how to reply before stating back, "Yes... I am Deathwhisper." Taking in the others actions, he resbonded to the unfinished sentence, "the past is in the past..." Though he finished in his bead, But that doesn't mean your clan is off the hook. His tone implied the thought only ever so slightly, only the most careful can notice. The rest of his words were but a simple statement with little to no emotions. It was merely but another moment of him bottling the emotions up.

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Crystalgleam | Skyclan | Jasminepaw and Duskclan medicine cats

Crytsalgleam had sensed her apprentice Jasminpaw's uneasiness a while ago. She had a knack for it after all she knew this sensation all too well. She padded over to the other medicine cat's and looking at their expression they didn't seem to keen in seeing Dawnclan. “Oh, look who decide to come out of their rabbitholes. It's been quite a while and I though they were eaten by now.” "Eaten by eagles"she though smiling for herself. “Jasminepaw, keep your guard up, you never know when a snake might strike” she said glancing over to Fallingstar.

She heard Poppythorns bitter comment and laughed “Why is she her? I think you can come up with an idea to why. Driven by her own madness and lust for revenge.” she grinned before shrugging” I mean I don't know what is keeping us from just outright attack her, we are two clans against one. She's in front of us. We could easily overpower her and end her suffering” she asked the Duskclan cats.

Rabbitpaw | Dawnclan | Adderpaw

Rabbitpaw who had been untypically silent for the whole trip, looked around at the massive gathering of cats, who looked at them with hostile eyes. She was sure that they all wished Dawnclan would drop death this instant and she had no hard feelings towards them, after all Fallingstar did killed one of their leaders and trashed the medicine Cat's den. Her head dropped, why couldn't they just be all friends again? She glanced over to her mentor, since that accidents she completely changed for the worse.

Her though were interrupted when she hear a familiar voice calling her in a low whisper, she looked around and spotted the tabby fur of Adderpaw, who was smiling. At least someone who didn't hate them. “Adderpaw!”she called, her mood going up drastically. She sprinted without caring that the other cats would look at her and tackled the young Duskclan apprentice to the ground.

Adderpaw | Duskclan | Rabbitpaw

Adderpaw had completely forgotten how energetic the Dawclan apprentice was and underestimated the situation, especially seeing how she looked mildly depressive just a second ago. He was knocked over, but he quickly picked himself up. “Rabbitpaw, it's been so long, I thought you guys had given up on gatherings. What gives you back, I mean most are not exactly thrilled to see you here after ….” he stopped. Rabbitpaw's smiled faded slowly before replying.” Well, Fallingstar decided to come here, I don't why though. She doesn't talk to us that much”. “Well whatever her reason is I hope she doesn't go nuts on us, she already killed our former leader”. Rabbitpaw stared at the ground “ I'm sorry for that, I never though she would do this, she just changed so much since the eagles attacked.”

Adderpaw's earx flatten at her sad tone and he nuzzled her comfortingly, but not for very long then once again he was knocked down on his back., when she suddenly sat on her hind legs. “Don't worry, I will bring Fallingstar back to her old self, even if I it's the last thing I do.”she said overconfident, clasping her paws together and looking determinate. Adderpaw who was laying on the ground just sighed”I think you die first”. “Then so be it”

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Crystalgleam | Skyclan | Jasminepaw and Duskclan medicine cats

Crytsalgleam had sensed her apprentice Jasminpaw's uneasiness a while ago. She had a knack for it after all she knew this sensation all too well. She padded over to the other medicine cat's and looking at their expression they didn't seem to keen in seeing Dawnclan. “Oh, look who decide to come out of their rabbitholes. It's been quite a while and I though they were eaten by now.” "Eaten by eagles"she though smiling for herself. “Jasminepaw, keep your guard up, you never know when a snake might strike” she said glancing over to Fallingstar.

She heard Poppythorns bitter comment and laughed “Why is she her? I think you can come up with an idea to why. Driven by her own madness and lust for revenge.” she grinned before shrugging” I mean I don't know what is keeping us from just outright attack her, we are two clans against one. She's in front of us. We could easily overpower her and end her suffering” she asked the Duskclan cats.

Rabbitpaw | Dawnclan | Adderpaw

Rabbitpaw who had been untypically silent for the whole trip, looked around at the massive gathering of cats, who looked at them with hostile eyes. She was sure that they all wished Dawnclan would drop death this instant and she had no hard feelings towards them, after all Fallingstar did killed one of their leaders and trashed the medicine Cat's den. Her head dropped, why couldn't they just be all friends again? She glanced over to her mentor, since that accidents she completely changed for the worse.

Her though were interrupted when she hear a familiar voice calling her in a low whisper, she looked around and spotted the tabby fur of Adderpaw, who was smiling. At least someone who didn't hate them. “Adderpaw!”she called, her mood going up drastically. She sprinted without caring that the other cats would look at her and tackled the young Duskclan apprentice to the ground.

Adderpaw | Duskclan | Rabbitpaw

Adderpaw had completely forgotten how energetic the Dawclan apprentice was and underestimated the situation, especially seeing how she looked mildly depressive just a second ago. He was knocked over, but he quickly picked himself up. “Rabbitpaw, it's been so long, I thought you guys had given up on gatherings. What gives you back, I mean most are not exactly thrilled to see you here after ….” he stopped. Rabbitpaw's smiled faded slowly before replying.” Well, Fallingstar decided to come here, I don't why though. She doesn't talk to us that much”. “Well whatever her reason is I hope she doesn't go nuts on us, she already killed our former leader”. Rabbitpaw stared at the ground “ I'm sorry for that, I never though she would do this, she just changed so much since the eagles attacked.”

Adderpaw's earx flatten at her sad tone and he nuzzled her comfortingly, but not for very long then once again he was knocked down on his back., when she suddenly sat on her hind legs. “Don't worry, I will bring Fallingstar back to her old self, even if I it's the last thing I do.”she said overconfident, clasping her paws together and looking determinate. Adderpaw who was laying on the ground just sighed”I think you die first”. “Then so be it”

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Twigstar || Sky Clan || Interactions: Willowstar, Fallingstar
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When the sun dipped and the shadows approached, Twigstar gathered his Clan mates and left for the Gathering. Tension and worry thrummed through his veins, making him hold himself higher to keep his Clan calm. He hopes they can’t tell; even Mudclaw has shown concern for him. He wishes his mate were with him, but he didn’t want to leave his Clan completely alone, even under a truce.

He stops at a bridge on a small stream, staying to the side and letting his Clanmates pass first, watching them closely as they traversed. The stream wasn’t deep nor was the current strong, but he wanted to make sure that, if anyone were to slip, he could easy get to them.

Twigstar stands to the side, nodding at Oakshadow to take the front and lead them the rest of the way to the Gathering location. The other cats may find it odd for the tom to let his warriors head the group, but Twigstar always let their criticism slide off his fur like water on a duck. From the back, he could spot his Clan better, anyway; a father looking after his kits. The thought makes him purr as he takes up the rear after his apprentices.

Now that they have their backs to him, Twigstar lets his mind wander. His Clan has gone through so much and they’re still trying to settle here in the lake, fighting to prove that they were proud equals to their neighbors. And now topped with Bristlestar’s death and tension falling on Dawn Clan, Twigstar is worried for his Clan’s safety.

He knew the Clans were hostile and suspicious of them, being not only new but also accepting loners and rogues and kittypets. To Twigstar, it only made sense: if anyone was willing to serve the Clan, then who was he to deny them? If Sky Clan was scrutinised for these harmless details, and Bristlestar - proud, strong, and notorious for being Clan-exclusive - was killed….Twigstar felt his stomach coil. He had to focus on the matter at hand.

Once they entered the clearing, he was a little surprised to see that they were first. Concern rose as he took a seat on the Great Oak, tail curling as he waited and watched.

As more cats appeared, he couldn’t help but feeling his hackles rise at the sight of Fallingstar. Immediately, he glanced at his scattered Clanmates. He trusted they would behave themselves, forcing himself to calm down.

Do not bend, Twigstar huffed and willed himself to settle down. He dipped his head at Willowstar and Fallingstar: one in respect and condolence, and one….one in respect, because she was still...technically a leader….

”Greetings.”, he meowed, looking both of them steadily. ”I think it would be best to start the Gathering now.” The tension between the two she-cats was thick enough to slice. Tonight was going to be wild.

Ashwing || Dusk Clan || Interactions: Medicine cats

Ashwing flicked his ear, eyes narrowing as Dawn Clan appeared. He shuffled his feet, sparing glances at Hollyeyes as he tried to make sure he was blocking him from Cidermoon, on the alert for the other. Better he deal with their Dawn Clan counterpart; he’s been trained in ignoring others, the early stages of his relationship with Hollyeyes having served him well.

At Crystalgleam’s comment, Ashwing flicked his tail. ”If we attack, we’d be no better than they are,” he meows, frowning at the older cat, ”They shoudn’t have come, though. This is a truce, what business do they have here?”

Dustrunner || Dawn Clan || Interactions: OPEN

As they neared the Gathering spot, Dustrunner couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. They would be put on a spotlight, shamed for their actions and followed by suspicion. Nonetheless, she walked with certainty but sat with her Clan mates.

She could feel their eyes on them, but kept her own fixed up on the Great Oak. Dustrunner would follow Fallingstar to the ends of the forest; this was… what happened was relative. They were alright.

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Twigstar || Sky Clan || Interactions: Willowstar, Fallingstar
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When the sun dipped and the shadows approached, Twigstar gathered his Clan mates and left for the Gathering. Tension and worry thrummed through his veins, making him hold himself higher to keep his Clan calm. He hopes they can’t tell; even Mudclaw has shown concern for him. He wishes his mate were with him, but he didn’t want to leave his Clan completely alone, even under a truce.

He stops at a bridge on a small stream, staying to the side and letting his Clanmates pass first, watching them closely as they traversed. The stream wasn’t deep nor was the current strong, but he wanted to make sure that, if anyone were to slip, he could easy get to them.

Twigstar stands to the side, nodding at Oakshadow to take the front and lead them the rest of the way to the Gathering location. The other cats may find it odd for the tom to let his warriors head the group, but Twigstar always let their criticism slide off his fur like water on a duck. From the back, he could spot his Clan better, anyway; a father looking after his kits. The thought makes him purr as he takes up the rear after his apprentices.

Now that they have their backs to him, Twigstar lets his mind wander. His Clan has gone through so much and they’re still trying to settle here in the lake, fighting to prove that they were proud equals to their neighbors. And now topped with Bristlestar’s death and tension falling on Dawn Clan, Twigstar is worried for his Clan’s safety.

He knew the Clans were hostile and suspicious of them, being not only new but also accepting loners and rogues and kittypets. To Twigstar, it only made sense: if anyone was willing to serve the Clan, then who was he to deny them? If Sky Clan was scrutinised for these harmless details, and Bristlestar - proud, strong, and notorious for being Clan-exclusive - was killed….Twigstar felt his stomach coil. He had to focus on the matter at hand.

Once they entered the clearing, he was a little surprised to see that they were first. Concern rose as he took a seat on the Great Oak, tail curling as he waited and watched.

As more cats appeared, he couldn’t help but feeling his hackles rise at the sight of Fallingstar. Immediately, he glanced at his scattered Clanmates. He trusted they would behave themselves, forcing himself to calm down.

Do not bend, Twigstar huffed and willed himself to settle down. He dipped his head at Willowstar and Fallingstar: one in respect and condolence, and one….one in respect, because she was still...technically a leader….

”Greetings.”, he meowed, looking both of them steadily. ”I think it would be best to start the Gathering now.” The tension between the two she-cats was thick enough to slice. Tonight was going to be wild.

Ashwing || Dusk Clan || Interactions: Medicine cats

Ashwing flicked his ear, eyes narrowing as Dawn Clan appeared. He shuffled his feet, sparing glances at Hollyeyes as he tried to make sure he was blocking him from Cidermoon, on the alert for the other. Better he deal with their Dawn Clan counterpart; he’s been trained in ignoring others, the early stages of his relationship with Hollyeyes having served him well.

At Crystalgleam’s comment, Ashwing flicked his tail. ”If we attack, we’d be no better than they are,” he meows, frowning at the older cat, ”They shoudn’t have come, though. This is a truce, what business do they have here?”

Dustrunner || Dawn Clan || Interactions: OPEN

As they neared the Gathering spot, Dustrunner couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. They would be put on a spotlight, shamed for their actions and followed by suspicion. Nonetheless, she walked with certainty but sat with her Clan mates.

She could feel their eyes on them, but kept her own fixed up on the Great Oak. Dustrunner would follow Fallingstar to the ends of the forest; this was… what happened was relative. They were alright.

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Willowstar | Dusk Clan | Interactions Twigstar & Fallingstar

Willowstar nodded. "I agree. Fallingstar, shall we all start the gathering?" she tilted her head, not noticing that she had grit her teeth while saying Fallingstars name. Turning her head away from fallingstar, she looked around for her clan, only to notice two odd cats, talking in unison. Sher was confused for a second, unsure of why they were talking so strangely, only to disregard them and turn her attention back to the other two leaders.

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"This seems interesting, don't you think, bone?" Bane tilted her head and looked at bone, her dark fur blending in with the ground, her markings and eyes seeming to glow compared to her fur. The lighter tabby nodded. "You're right. It's too quiet." Bane chuckled. "What?!" Bone looked over at her. "Of course you would say that, Bone. I think it's perfectly quiet. Although, usually they start the gathering earlier, don't they?" In unison, the two cats nodded, and looked up at the great oak, silently waiting.

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Willowstar | Dusk Clan | Interactions Twigstar & Fallingstar

Willowstar nodded. "I agree. Fallingstar, shall we all start the gathering?" she tilted her head, not noticing that she had grit her teeth while saying Fallingstars name. Turning her head away from fallingstar, she looked around for her clan, only to notice two odd cats, talking in unison. Sher was confused for a second, unsure of why they were talking so strangely, only to disregard them and turn her attention back to the other two leaders.

Bone & bane| skyclan|Interactions-open

"This seems interesting, don't you think, bone?" Bane tilted her head and looked at bone, her dark fur blending in with the ground, her markings and eyes seeming to glow compared to her fur. The lighter tabby nodded. "You're right. It's too quiet." Bane chuckled. "What?!" Bone looked over at her. "Of course you would say that, Bone. I think it's perfectly quiet. Although, usually they start the gathering earlier, don't they?" In unison, the two cats nodded, and looked up at the great oak, silently waiting.

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Fallingstar | Dawn Clan | Willowstar, Twigstar, All Cats

“Yes, I agree,” Fallingstar muttered quietly in response to Twigstar. The tension in the night air was so thick you could practically bleed it. Fallingstar was quite aware that her actions had sealed the other Clans’ views on her, and thus her own cats. Therefore, she would only use words. Her claws would be sheathed under the full moon. This Gathering had lost its sentimental value to the scarred Leader a long time ago. All of these cats were fools if they believed for one moment that she respected the truce that had called them there tonight. Still, she had things that needed to be said. Only the truce would allow her words to carry meaning. On any other night, a large number of these cats would do anything to rip out her remaining lives.

Slowly, she turned to the Dusk Clan leader, Willowstar, fixing her amber gaze on the younger she-cat. Her stare was hard, not threatening, but cold enough to darken coals. She returned her focus to the crowd, however, and cleared her throat. “You should all be aware that Dawn Clan has prospered during this Green-Leaf season,” she projected to the crowd of cats, “my warriors are stronger than ever. And we have much to be proud for. My apprentice!” She called to Rabbitpaw in the crowd of prickling pelts, “Rabbitpaw has matured into a fine and strong cat. She shall be receiving her warrior status before the next Half-Moon.”

Poppythorn | Dusk Clan | Crystalgleam & Jasminepaw

Poppythorn blinked at Crystalgleam’s comment. She huffed, her nose twitching. “I am nothing like that brute,” she said with a shake of her head, “While I’d like nothing more than to see her pay for her crimes, I don’t exactly jump for joy at the thought of bloodshed and violence.” Emotion clouding her thoughts, she turned away so that Crystalgleam and Jasminepaw would not see her sour expression. “You know as well as I do that we, as Medicine Cats, are more tightly bound to the Truce than any other warrior here.” She stared at the ground, where her claws were digging into the soft ground. “As much as I’d like to see her bleed, we are not like them.”

Her eyes turned to the approach of Jasminepaw. Jasminepaw! She greeted the young apprentice with a happy purr. “It’s good to see you, friend,” she meowed, “I must say, you are a sight for sore eyes and a pleasant change from the rest of these mongrels.” She sat, tucking her tail to her side as the Leaders began to talk. Disgruntled, did her best to block out the venomous words of Fallingstar.

Oakshadow | Sky Clan | Swallowtail

What a disgrace, bragging about her own clan like this, at a gathering where she was obviously not welcome. He turned to young Swallowtail beside him and hissed into her ear, “It seems that Dawn Clan’s hubris has no end,” he stated, “It is only a matter of time before Fallingstar gets what is coming to her.” He nodded and his tail flicked. “Do you think she’ll own up to her threats? She isn’t exactly shy about hating Sky Clan’s guts. We should be preparing for an attack.”

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Fallingstar | Dawn Clan | Willowstar, Twigstar, All Cats

“Yes, I agree,” Fallingstar muttered quietly in response to Twigstar. The tension in the night air was so thick you could practically bleed it. Fallingstar was quite aware that her actions had sealed the other Clans’ views on her, and thus her own cats. Therefore, she would only use words. Her claws would be sheathed under the full moon. This Gathering had lost its sentimental value to the scarred Leader a long time ago. All of these cats were fools if they believed for one moment that she respected the truce that had called them there tonight. Still, she had things that needed to be said. Only the truce would allow her words to carry meaning. On any other night, a large number of these cats would do anything to rip out her remaining lives.

Slowly, she turned to the Dusk Clan leader, Willowstar, fixing her amber gaze on the younger she-cat. Her stare was hard, not threatening, but cold enough to darken coals. She returned her focus to the crowd, however, and cleared her throat. “You should all be aware that Dawn Clan has prospered during this Green-Leaf season,” she projected to the crowd of cats, “my warriors are stronger than ever. And we have much to be proud for. My apprentice!” She called to Rabbitpaw in the crowd of prickling pelts, “Rabbitpaw has matured into a fine and strong cat. She shall be receiving her warrior status before the next Half-Moon.”

Poppythorn | Dusk Clan | Crystalgleam & Jasminepaw

Poppythorn blinked at Crystalgleam’s comment. She huffed, her nose twitching. “I am nothing like that brute,” she said with a shake of her head, “While I’d like nothing more than to see her pay for her crimes, I don’t exactly jump for joy at the thought of bloodshed and violence.” Emotion clouding her thoughts, she turned away so that Crystalgleam and Jasminepaw would not see her sour expression. “You know as well as I do that we, as Medicine Cats, are more tightly bound to the Truce than any other warrior here.” She stared at the ground, where her claws were digging into the soft ground. “As much as I’d like to see her bleed, we are not like them.”

Her eyes turned to the approach of Jasminepaw. Jasminepaw! She greeted the young apprentice with a happy purr. “It’s good to see you, friend,” she meowed, “I must say, you are a sight for sore eyes and a pleasant change from the rest of these mongrels.” She sat, tucking her tail to her side as the Leaders began to talk. Disgruntled, did her best to block out the venomous words of Fallingstar.

Oakshadow | Sky Clan | Swallowtail

What a disgrace, bragging about her own clan like this, at a gathering where she was obviously not welcome. He turned to young Swallowtail beside him and hissed into her ear, “It seems that Dawn Clan’s hubris has no end,” he stated, “It is only a matter of time before Fallingstar gets what is coming to her.” He nodded and his tail flicked. “Do you think she’ll own up to her threats? She isn’t exactly shy about hating Sky Clan’s guts. We should be preparing for an attack.”