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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]Beetlestar was really getting bored of the moonly gatherings. Nothing ever happened in the general gathering, and he was pretty sure that few cats would show up to the medicine cat gathering. The leader ones were alright once in a while, but the last two had been so boring that he felt next moon's would just be a hassle.


    Now, there was no chance in StarClan that he would be calling these gatherings off. They had already strayed away from the Warriors Code based on how they were now every new moon - the exact opposite of a full moon. But, to be fair, it was probably best for them to be at the start of every moon. That way, things were much more uniform.


    "Guys, this isn't a meeting or anything, so I'm not on the high log," he meowed, standing near the fresh-kill pile. Beetlestar had not yet eaten, and was pretty hungry, but while he was going to get some food, the thought popped into his head. "But can you all come over here, so that we can talk about the gatherings? I have a lot of things to say, but I want this to be something everyone has a say in."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; font-family: arial; width: 315px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -20px; text-transform: lowercase;]Ah, gatherings. Bub absolutely loathed the thought of interacting with other clans. He was perfectly fine with being confined to just Cloverclan and its members. Though, he figured he was obligated to attend the medicine cat gatherings. Bubonicplague came forward at Beetlestar's call and looked at the leader with tired optics. The bengal cat tried to stop himself from saying something stupid, but it just tumbled out like word vomit. "Er.. hey? Nice weather huh?" Way to go, genius. Bub would've been perfectly fine waiting for the rest of his clanmates to show up before making a complete idiot of himself.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; line-height: 15px]Russetflame made his way over in a quiet track post.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]"What's happening?" The creamy kitten blurted out with flattened chocolate ears, his clear blue visionaries sweeping the group. It seemed important, but not a lot of CloverClanners had gathered yet, so he supposed he had to wait awhile to find out what was going on.

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    Bright made her way over, wondering what the leader wanted to talk about.
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    Sulfuriceyes trotted gave with a blank expression. He sat down beside Brightpaw and yawned quietly since he was very tired. He wondered what Beetlestar wanted.



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    She settled down next to Brightpaw and looked up at her leader, waiting for him to go on with whatever he was saying before.




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