forum Warrior Cats Roleplay!!!!(Always Open)

Started June 08, 2019 by @PastelTart

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The full moon glimmered on the lake, sending sparks of light across the surface of the water. The stars felt close, and the excitement of the creatures in the forest hung in the air. Sleek figures made their way through the underbrush and across from the moor. They filed onto the island just offshore in the lake until around a hundred were there, milling about, gossiping, sharing news and stories.

A young siamese crouched near a group retelling battles. After a while of listening to a large brutish grey tom, the siamese got up and left. There were only so many times he could bare hearing his clan be called 'ratbitten'. The young tom was worried, he hoped the queens could manage in his absence, but he had desperately wanted to come to this gathering. He hadn't come to one since he was an apprentice. He settled at the side of the clearing and watched the other cats mingle.

Dewshine, a Norwegian Forest Cat, filed in with several other cats from her clan. Relatively new to being a warrior, she had made fast friends in Riverclan with other senior warriors. They might've been friends, but that didn't mean they were close. As the other cats went off on their own, she sat down, looking around. Since she didn't know anyone from outside her clan here, she decided to go and find another cat to talk to. She hadn't actually been to a gathering before. Her nervousness shone in her actions, though they were subtle, they weren't intentional. Approaching a young siamese tom, clearly from another clan, she meowed, "Hello, I'm Dewshine of Riverclan. What's your name?"

"Kingfisher, of Shadowclan!" The tom said, happy that someone was talking to him. He sat up and swung his tail out of the way for her to sit down.

"Nice to meet you, Kingfisher," Dewshine greeted, bowing her head in a polite manner. "So, uh, how's your… apprenticeship? Warriorship? Going?" she wasn't quite sure whether this Kingfisher was an apprentice or a warrior.

"Oh! I'm a Queen! But, you know a male queen, so not but y'know." He stopped himself before he started rattling on. "You're a warrior I presume, how's that working out for you?"

"Oh, I see!" she replied brightly. "Yeah, I'm pretty new to this, but um… expecting any kits soon?"

Kingfisher gave a small laugh. "Oh, no one from the other clans knows yet! That's why I'm here. And no, all expected kits are born. They're so cute! And so much fun to look after!"

Dewshine gave a small, tight, smile. "I'll have to check in with the queen's dens when I get back to camp."

"You definitely should. Riverclan kits are taught to swim right? That must be amazing to watch!"

"Um," she smiled sheepishly. "Well, it's not always improvement…" Dewshine was remembering her experience learning to swim. She nearly drowned twice, but that was when she didn't know how to float. She "flailed about like a fish out of water," or so that's what her parents told her.

Kingfisher laughed. "It's hard work, we're constantly stressed. We look after more kits than any other clan."

sorry thats fine

"Is that so? May I ask why?" Dewshine inquired.

"The elders always boast, our kits are hardened to the wind as soon as they are born. They survive more often than others clans kits. It stresses warriors out too, having to hunt for so many." Kingfisher said, mocking the elders of his clan.

Nightstar leapt up onto the great rock and asked the other leaders gathered there which clan would speak first.

Ravenpaw sat down next to her mentor, Sparrowtwig, a dark gray tom with golden eyes, and glanced around at the other cats. She hadn't meant to be rude to the Shadowclan apprentice who had spoken to her, but she had been nervous about her first Gathering and wanted to stay close to her clan. She spotted a brown she-cat and a Siamese tom whispering quietly, and wondered which Clans they were from. Ravenpaw turned and look up at the leaders on the tree.
(Should we just name the other leaders?)