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Post by ripped. on Oct 14, 2008 16:12:09 GMT -5
The light radianting from the moon lit up the clearing of Ten Stones, glinting off the surfaces of the Great Stone that the leaders gathered upon to address the Clans. The breeze swayed the tree branches, the multi-colored leaves brushing against each other and occasionally straying away and floating to the ground.
Leaf-fall was truely here.
Leading his Clan, he couldn't help but feel nervous as he approached the clearing. There was no trace of any scent of the other Clans, which meant BlazeClan was the first. Slightly at ease, he continued on. When his paws were at the edge of the clearing, he took in a breath and took a few strides forward.
Crimsonstar had recently become leader, so his anxiety was meant to be expected. What if he let something slip? What if he made a fool of himself? What if he is the cause of a fight or argument to break out that would result to the use of claws and teeth? So many what if's, but he remained as calm as he could be and leapt atop the Great Stone, sitting down, waiting for the rest of the leaders to arrive with their Clans. [/center][/blockquote][/color]
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Post by Squid on Oct 18, 2008 13:52:19 GMT -5
Polarstar trotted into Ten Stones, leading his clan into the clearing. The moon bouncing off his pure white fur made the snowy color seem brighter, and his blue eyes scanned for which clans were already there, but it only seemed to be IceClan and BlazeClan at the time. He headed over to the stones, and leaped atop them, giving Crimsonstar a swift greeting.
Chancestep, a BlazeClan tom, stayed at a far corner of the clearing, keeping his distance from not only the other clans, but his own as well. He might as well be a loner, the way he nearly left his clan so many moons ago.
Blazefoot and Sablemask sat together, chatting with a few other cats from BlazeClan and IceClan, both wondering when the other clans would arrive.
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Post by Fallentear || on Oct 18, 2008 16:49:50 GMT -5
Two golden orbs gleamed from the bushes at the top of the rise. Fallenstar stood before her clan, looking down the slope at the other two clans. It seemed that Fogclan was now the third clan to arrive. She glanced behind her, pride swelling in her chest at the faith-filled stares of her clanners that were fixed on her. Flicking her tail was the signal she gave to move in, and she flowed down the slope, her cats sweeping down after her. As she reached the bottom, she padded across the clearing with head held high and ears flicked forward. She'd always been used to arriving alone to the gatherings, even as deputy. Fallenstar had always been the most stoic cat in her clan, but now her kit-like excitement for leadership sparkled in her eyes. The tabby-topped female bunched her legs and leaped gracefully onto the great rock. She dipped her head respectfully to the two other leaders, eyes glowing like the moon. "Greetings."
A ragged tabby tom emerged from the brush, leading Rageclan. He didn't look the leader sort, for he was rather young and almost looked as if he were the type of tom that caused chaos. Mischief glinted within his eyes. Azurestar looked no different now that he was leader. He still looked like the same warrior as he'd always been. He saw three other leaders already atop the great stone, and he raced across the clearing and soared through the air to land lightly upon the rock. He grinned widely at the others and twitched his whiskers in hello, but said nothing.
Silvertongue had marched in just behind Polarstar, her gray eyes flicking suspiciously around the clearing. She noticed some Blazeclanners, Iceclanners, and soon enough Rageclan and Fogclan trickled in as well. The fur on her shoulders lifted slightly. The female was obviously not used to being around so many cats, and it made her uncomfortable. The gorgeous female haunched her shoulders and stared around with mistrust glittering in her magnificent silver optics. She wasn't about to approach anybody, so she merely waited for the gathering to start.
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Post by ripped. on Oct 18, 2008 17:44:11 GMT -5
The slender, midnight-colored femme filed in with FogClan, looking around to mingle. Her first Gathering as deputy was sending excitement through her veins like adrenaline, her yellow audits lit up like stars. Ravendance found a BlazeClan tom to chat with, who she had met before at a Gathering several moons ago, and another time she couldn't quite recall.
'Hello,' a familiar voice caused Fawkes to turn his head, and he smiled as he recognized the femme. 'Greetings, Ravendance.' Ravendance dipped her head to the senior warrior at his greeting, and he did the same in reply. The two engaged in a friendly conversation, asking how the other has been, and such.
Crimsonstar nodded his head in respect towards the other leaders that have arrived. 'Hello, Polarstar, Fallenstar,' he greeted, emerald opts shining and his dark tabby pelt tinted silver in the moonlight. His eyes swept over the cats situating themselves, waiting for the rest of the leaders to arrive with their respective Clans. [/color][/center][/blockquote]
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