DECEMBER 2014 GATHERING | OPEN TO ALL

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  • " can we please just start the gathering? All of our dead friends, relatives, mates, and kits are up there somewhere.'' said risingstar.

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    IC: The blonde pelt tom sat down and shook the mud off his paws "Addertalon... it's freezing!" the ginger she-cat complained "Shh, Spiritcloud" Addertalon snapped, Spiritcloud snorted and sat down


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  • [size=5pt]IC:[/size][size=6pt] "We in the Society believe in the Passed Ones. You act as if you are the only one who has lost a loved one. I lost a beautiful she-cat I called my mate once, named Maxine... she was murdered." He shook a bit, but replaced the sorrow with a bristled mane and a snarl. "You dare spit in the faces of my ancestors by acting as if this "StarClan" is the only place full of the deceased?! You all make me sick!"


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    IC: Rowantail looked at his father, who nodded. The ginger deputy then heaved himself atop the Great Rock, with Slatestar and Fangstar shifting aside to make room for him. "You don't get it do you? My mother is in StarClan! I never met my mother, don't you know what that's like?" he raised his voice, full of pain and anguish, to address all the cats. Rowantail felt someone press against him, and imagined a black and white she-cat next to him. "Well said, my son." she said.


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  • " maybe there another starclan, lets not forget the tribe of endless hunting or more. What we need to remember is there always a place for our dead loved ones.'' said risingstar.

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    IC: "Several of our Clanmates joined StarClan before their time. There's a legend of a cat, Whitetip." Fangstar heaved a sigh. "Before I was born, he was found shot down by a Ghoul along with a loner. He was a fair cat, and didn't deserve what befell him."


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  • [size=5pt]IC:[/size][size=6pt] "Are you misinterpreting what I said as denying you?" Gallantine hissed. "Cats who aren't leader are not allowed up here. Would you like me to assist your descent?" He threatened, the glint of claws beginning to show on his paws as he contemplated pushing the tom off the stone.


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  • Silver star leaped forward, anger flaring inside her. She pushed the Tom out of the way."THAT IS ENOUGH." She yelled.

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    IC: "Foxstar gave me permission to be up here!" Rowantail snarled, giving him a shove back. "And in case you haven't noticed, he's my father, idiot! Lay one claw on me and he'll tear your pelt off for sure!" to punctuate his son's threats, Foxstar dropped into a crouch, teeth bared.


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  • " stop! We can't fight in a gathering!'' shouted thunderclan's medicine cat fluffyfang.


    Soon a darkclan cat took the change to tackle a thunderclan cat named Nina, clawing at her repeatedly.


    Soon dean shoved the darkclan Tom away, '' back off trash bag!'' he shouted.

  • [size=5pt]IC:[/size][size=6pt] "Permission from one lousy excuse of a leader is no means permission from all the cats here - and the ones we are honoring the memory of - to come up here. Kindly remove yourself from this stone or I will soon become a major disappointment in our ancestors." He laced his words with honey, making it very obvious his claws were revealed.


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