GATHER ALL THE REBELS NOW | meeting [ 2/10 ]

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    frecklestar had seen how quiet their clan had been lately, and it frustrated her to no end. she knew she had to do more about it, she knew she had to figure something out. the question was, what?


    "windclan, gather for a meeting!" she shouted, flicking an ear as she lept upon the tall stone, glancing around the camp. "let's get right into this. windclan is quiet, it's slow. i know it's my fault as well, but this is a team effort everyone. i want to see my senior warriors and my medicine cat apprentices more, doing something, anything. senior warriors may also choose the role of a tunneler, should they wish to lead that life.


    "adderbite, you may chose the role of senior warrior or tunneler. i'd like to see you around more as well. blueface, you were doing good, but i haven't seen much of you recently; i'd like to see more. fawnpaw and dawnfeather, i'd like to see you both more; if this isn't fixed by the next meeting, i'll find someone else to resume your training.


    "medicine cat try out's will be up by the next meeting, and a deputy will be named in the next meeting, per starclan's wishes. if you'd like to lead this clan after me, it's time to step up and prove you have what it takes to be a leader.


    "now, i need people to do some things for me. if you'd like to be of help, or if you want to take an opportunity to step up, as i said before, then now is your chance. i'd like a patrol sent to darkclan to see if they're alright, as they weren't at the gathering. i need someone to set up weekly tasks. also, i'm leading a patrol to thunderclan, to insure everything is alright after their rockslide, and anyone may come. however, if you can't keep your attitude in check, then don't come; we need good allies."


    she stopped then, watching her clanmates for a moment, letting her words settle in. her tone had been harder than usual; it showed her discontent, but her understanding. times were hard, she knew this well, but she couldn't baby them. she did it too much. sometimes, even a mother had to be stern.


    "any questions?"

    Wildkit made his way over, feeling nervous. He was always there at meetings, but hid himself, as he knew that he wasn't really meant to be there. The black tomcat really didn't have any respect for the Code, nor did he believe in StarClan. But this time, he was allowed to show himself. He was almost at the age to become an apprentice, and whilst he was faking positive emotions, he was terrified deep down. The Clan would realise how weak he was, and they would judge him and tease him, wouldn't they? Oh, great.

    [center][fancypost=background;; border: none; width: 400px; margin-top: -1px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; line-height: 13px;][just a quick note that frecklestar does allow kits at meetings, hence calling for windclan to gather and not a certain age group. she feels that it's their clan too, and they deserve to be involved in the decisions!]

    when met with silence, the young leader fancied she ought to move on. turning and glancing at her son, her smile warmed further and she cleared her throat. "wildkit, please step forward." she instructed, leaping off of the tall rock with an easy grace, landing neatly at the base.

    [center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;]adderbite took a seat near the front this time, smiling up at frecklestar. as of late, he was far more interested in what the leader said, for reasons he was sure they'd both like to keep hush hush.


    at his promotion, adderbite's brows arched and he immediately cleared his throat, surprised. "uh, thanks. i won't disappoint.i mean, i'll try not to. thanks." he said, taken aback but still happy.


    [rushed, mobile]

    //thanks for info lol


    Wildkit made his way over, hiding any signs of fear or anxiety. Deep down though, he was petrified. There were so many things that could go wrong, and he had a terrible feeling that this would be the moment everyone realised what a total failure he really was, and how he had been hiding behind a mask all this time. Today was the day Wildkit became an apprentice. Today was also the day a lot could mess up, and a lot could happen to humiliate the tuxedo tomcat.

    "We need someone to train us in the first place," stated the apprentice with a confused expression. She wasn't able to train herself and she certainly wasn't able to train Fawnpaw. That fact hadn't changed since Honeyheart's demotion.

    [color=white]Fawnpaw had been sitting next to Dawnfeather, her ears straight as she listened. As the older medicine apprentice remarked on Honeyheart's disappearance, the ginger apprentice spoke up. "Maybe," she meowed, amber eyes curious as she made her suggestion. "We could travel to RiverClan or ThunderClan or something and ask their medicine cat."

    "Doesn't StarClan visit you in your dreams?" Runningspirit asked as he came over, head tilted. He learned about StarClan when he joined, of course, and he did believe there was some sort of force above that made things happen. Frecklestar and Sootstar were proof of that; they were sent by StarClan were they not? Or, at least, Sootstar had been. And hadn't Frecklestar mentioned that StarClan visited her? And medicine cats were supposed to be the ones closest to StarClan, so shouldn't they share tongues with the starry ancestors often?


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    GENERAL:
    runningspirit | male (he/him) | senior warrior of (traditional) windclan [shp] | physically and mentally 2 years
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT][/color] brown tabby tom with green eyes
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    none
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    no mental disabilities
    PERSONALITY:
    protective, thoughtful, honest, quick thicker, quick talker, confident
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, crushing on no one; heteroromantic, heterosexual
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically easy
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    [color=lightblue]OTHER:
    played by maple
    Minty (npc, lilac torbie) xx Tyler (npc, brown tabby) (gen 1)

    Dawnfeather noticeably shifted at the claim. Her fur momentarily bristled, her eyes darted away; she looked utterly mortified at the comment. Yet this appearance lasted but a moment before she refocused her gaze on a small paw print pressed into the snow, where the tail of a gray warrior lay swaying against the earth. Her fur lay flat but her ears remained poised backward and her heart continued to pound just that much faster.


    "StarClan does not teach us how to tend wounds or mend broken bones, I'm afraid."

    [color=white]Doesn't StarClan visit you in your dreams?
    Fawnpaw's heart skipped a few beats before coming to a slow throb in her chest. Her face was stripped of any emotion, even her usually-happy eyes were downcast and confused. StarClan had never come to her. Not in her dreams, not when she pressed her nose to the Moonstone. Everything she knew about healing...she just, well, knew it. "If Frecklestar permits it," she mewed again, feeling slightly overlooked. "We should go to ThunderClan or RiverClan and ask their medicine cat. Or ask at the next half-moon meeting. When is that, anyways?" she quizzed. Having not met the other medicine cats yet, she knew it had to be soon.

    [center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:white;]Storm had waddled to the meeting in a tired haze. He had been taking a bit more naps then usual, lately. Maybe he had caught something? His head didnt hurt or anything, he was just tired. Oh well, no use worrying.


    The tabby snapped out of it in a matter of seconds. Senior warriors were allowed to chose which rank they wanted? Tunnelers or Senior warriors? Well, he had no specific hatred for tunnels. But they did freak him out a bit, so perhaps he'd skip on this one. Though, tunnelers did have some perks..Nah, he'd stick with the safest choice. Shaking his head for a simple 'no,' he listened onto the rest of the meeting with a more energized expression.
    [spoiler=info — updated 1.23]
    GENERAL
    ★ STORMGAZE | STORM, BUCKY | MALE
    ★ Demiromantic | Homosexual
    ★ Single | ½ Harriergaze/Stormwing
    ★ George [NPC] x Winifred [NPC] | Generation 1
    ★ 26 months | October, 2014 | Scorpio | Ages every 2 weeks
    ★ Windclan | Senior Warrior | Clan Uncle
    IMPORTANT FACTS
    ★ introduced 10.14.16
    ★ got prosthetic leg 10.31
    ★ smells like gunpowder
    ★ confused about sexuality right now
    PHYSICAL
    ★ Domestic Feline [birth/main] | health: 100%
    — average height brown tabby with low white, white decorating chest and top of muzzle
    — heterochromatic eyes, brown left yellow right
    — prosthetic metal left leg
    — [i]major injuries: things that affect their health
    — [i]minor injuries: things that do not affect their health
    PERSONALITY
    ★ Stormgaze is a proud father-type. He loves kits and treats them as his kids. Kids whom he'd do anything for. Fight, die, he would do anything as long as his children ask him to. But, hes also a hoverparent. He'll peek around and wont stop until he knows everything thats going on.
    ★ Stormgaze is quiet typically. Yet, he's always ready to speak his mind. He refuses to be out spoken and is bold worded. A stubborn but quiet creature.
    — observant
    — will fite u if u harm his kiddos
    — ESTP
    — he follows the code loyally but will break it if someone he loves asks him too. He has strict morals and sticks to them like glue.
    INTERACTION
    ★ He makes friends easily if in a good mood
    ★ Mentally: Hard | Physically: Extreme
    ★ Starts and ends fights | will provoke | will negotiate
    ★ Attack in #45210A
    ★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.