Snowclan | Tempestclan | Polarclan | Duskclan Gathering Thread

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    FINCHPAW
    The young tom laid his ears flat. He had no idea this had happened. Finchpaw had heard something about a border fight recently but he never got the full details. His soft blue eyes flicked around the clearing and he started to look for someone in his clan to sit by. He felt exposed and like he would be attacked.

    LightningEyes hissed. "I didn't kill anyone!" She snapped eyeing BearStep. "Even if one of the cats from TemepestClan killed RussetStorm doesn't make us all murders!" She yowled her lightning colored eyes blazing.



    BlackSun blinked in surprised his eyes wide. His thoughts drifted to his brother.. Please don't tell me he did this...







    OakStep snarled. "My father has been killed by two TempestClan warriors. The blood may have been overwhelming, but I could smell rats. A dark furred cat and a lighter creamy colored one. The fur was in his claws." OakStep annoyed aloud his eyes almost immediately glaring towards BlackSun. He was a black tom.. and he looked a bit nervous.. could it have been him?? Then he glanced at DuskStar again eyes icy. It would be hard to tell with all the dark furred cats in TempestClan..




    PineLeap swallowed and SandPath side standing up to pad beside OakStep. "Your father was a great cat." He mepwed dipping his head in respect.

    Bearstep's pelt bristled as he looked towards the TempestClan she-cat.
    "How do we know for sure that it wasn't planned!?" The brown tom hissed. The tom was itching to swipe a quick claw across the she-cat's face.

    FINCHPAW
    The young apprentice stood up. His blue eyes stayed on Bearstep, if the tom moved to strike, Finchpaw would jump in between the two. Not to mention he had heard that it was not allowed to fight at a gathering. If he was injured he'd be okay though, the medicine cats were there.

    LightningEyes huffed. "Listen mouse brain. I did NOT know about this, but I will taking this into further investigation.. After the murders are in the clan I am part of." She muttered not wanting to fight the aggressive tom cat.

    The tom curled his lip back into a snarl, "oh I bet you will..." He growled, then looked down at the apprentice. The had had no desire to injure a young cat, he only picked fights with those who are an appropriate size.
    "You'd best keep your tail out of the older cats' business." Bearstep mewed, his voice calm with only a small hint of annoyance crackling under his pelt. He decided to back off, perhaps it was true. Maybe they had no idea about the murder. Yet there was still a skeptical bramble tugging at his pelt. The TempestClan warrior could very well be lying, but he might as well give them a fair chance to speak for themselves.


    OOC:

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    IC:


    Duskstar-
    Male | Leader of Tempestclan
    Kin: Embershade (mother)
    Silvereagle (brother)
    Kits: Wolfpaw, Hawkpaw, & Lostpaw
    -Duskstar's gaze locked with Icestar's, confusion briefly flickering in his eyes. His Clan murdered..? He took a deep breath, stepping up to Icestar. He thought back earlier to the day, knowing very well Tempestclan was not by the Snowclan border. At least to his knowledge... There were troublemakers in their Clan, but he didn't think something like this would've happened. "Icestar," He began, keeping his tone level and cool, "Tempestclan was not by the border today. No border patrols, hunting patrols, nothing. There was no way any of my warriors could've killed Russetstorm." the dark tabby tom tried to explain with a frown. His gaze flickered over to the crowd as the Snowclan cats yelled out in agreement, feeling a sense of dread. Things weren't looking too good right now... It seemed a fight was imminent. He really had hoped that the two would be able to retain the peace they had under their Clan's previous leaders. With a grim look, the tom looked back to Icestar. There had to be an explanation for this. There was no way Tempestclan had done something like that. With the hostility Snowclan showed, he didn't expect them to back down so easily. But what he said was the truth. That morning he did not send a patrol to Snowclan. He had been more focused on Duskclan rather than their long time peaceful neighbors.


    Darksky-
    Male | Warrior of Tempestclan
    Kin: Blacksun (brother)
    Love Interest: Vixenblaze
    -(He is so going to get killed one day for being such a jerk XD)
    The dark grey and white tom's ears pricked as the accusation rang across the Gathering. He stood up with a laugh, circling around to face Oakstep, Bearstep, Blueberry, and Lightninggaze. "You heard him." He meowed rather smugly. "Tempestclan wasn't by the border. It's your Clan who's making the false accusations." The arrogant Tempestclan warrior flicked his tail, grinning as he looked at the group of Snowclan cats. He turned around with confidence. "Besides." he meowed, raising his voice louder. "Snowclan has one of Tempestclan's apprentices! You've stolen an apprentice from us." He flicked his tail to Thrushpaw, who sat beside Finchpaw. There was no doubt about it. That tom living with Snowclan was Snowbird's younger brother. The one that disappeared not long ago. It was quite lucky for Darksky to see him again... Any excuse would work for him to stir up trouble. "That apprentice belongs to Tempestclan." He continued on, the malicious intent in his voice apparent. Darksky simply enjoyed as much chaos as he could start.


    Blueberry-
    Female | Warrior of Snowclan
    Love Interest: Icestar
    -The gray she-cat had ended up beside Bearstep & Oakstep when the leaders started speaking. She watched them intently, waiting for Snowstar's turn, the contempt clear in her eyes as her gaze. She meowed in agreement at Bearstep's comment, a frown on her face. Blue eyes flickered to Lightningeyes, clearly not trusting the Tempestclan she-cat. She didn't trust anything that the Tempestclan cats said. They were liars. What Duskstar responded with couldn't be true. She was there. There was no mistaking the scents of their neighbors on Russetstorm. As Darksky approached them arrogantly, she narrowed her eyes at him. Who did he think he was? She honestly did want to attack him right then and there, and she knew Bearstep and Oakstep probably wanted to hurt him even more than she did. He was so... uncaring about a clear issue between Clans. Though she did want to claw at him, she made no move at him. She narrowed her eyes, waiting for Icestar's orders first.


    Fallenhail-
    Male | Medicine Cat of Duskclan
    Love Interest: Coconutpelt
    -The grey and white tom gave a little huff as Inktail snapped at him. He was honestly losing his patience now, his expression losing his common smile. His expression was unreadable as he blinked at the duo, then he began to speak. "Well... just know we don't have any bad intents." he replied coldly, the only sign of his annoyance being a lash of his tail. With that, the medicine cat left the spot specially reserved for the medicine cats, disappearing into the hostile crowd. He honestly didn't want to be around them anymore. He was getting quite frustrated that they were so hostile, even if it was understandable. He had tried to get on their good side, but it wasn't working out. Not right now at least. With a soft sigh, the tom wandered around the Gathering place, searching for anyone from his Clan. It would be best to stick with them for now. Especially since Snowclan and Tempestclan seemed to be getting hostile... He should be around them just in case they got pulled into the fighting. It had been a long time since he was a warrior, but he still remembered a thing or two.

    (Bearstep'll probably die because he's so hot headed and stubborn. XD)


    The tom fluffed his brown pelt out, making him look twice his size as he rounded on the tom.
    "We didn't steal the apprentice, it was his choice to come to us." Bearstep spat, nodding his thanks to Blueberry. "The poor thing probably didn't want to spend his life with a group of murderers! Just look at yourselves, you aren't even a clan of warriors as this point. You broke the warrior code, now all you are is a group of loners waiting to be chased off your own territory." The tom growled angrily. Who did this tom think he was, telling them they stole their apprentice? Now he definitely didn't trust them. If this was how they explain themselves it was a pretty fox-dung way. His pelt itched to sink his claws into Darksky's pelt. Bearstep was willing to let it go, but for this stupid furball to call him and his clan thieves for the decision of a tiny apprentice was an absolute mound of fox-dung! Russetstorm didn't choose to be slaughtered by two TempestClan cat's, so it was completely unfair accusation that had no logical reasoning to it. Just words to get under his skin. The tom snorted as he realized what he did, he had just given the ignorant kit exactly what he wanted. The brown tom let the fur along his spine to lie flat, "it's possible that two warriors could've gotten out of camp and killed them on their own, no?" Bearstep asked, much calmer then before.

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    OOC: Well I was thinking of Lostpaw and Leopardpaw could become good friends and maybe, for one reason or another, someone ends up spreading a baseless rumor that the two are crushing on each other even though it's not true (at least on Lostpaw's end, it'll be up to you if Leopardpaw starts getting feelings for her) and that their feelings for each other is simply platonic. Yet the rumor did get spread and cats end up eyeing them judgingly whenever the two are together or doing whatever they can to keep the two apprentices away from each other. What do you think?


    IC: Lostpaw - The young mysterious yet pretty she-cat was about to answer Leopardpaw but when Icestar spoke and a feud began to spike Lostpaw turned to look at the rising chaos as her blue eyes hardened and her body tensed at the horrible claims that someone in her clan had killed a Snowclan cat.


    Wolfpaw - The young flamerunner apprentice's gold and blue eyes widened at these accusations that were flying around," H-How could you say that all of us did this? Do you really think our clan would just plan to murder someone like that? What if he died by accident or by a misunderstanding?" Wolfpaw couldn't help but question Snowclan, especially the tom she had just been talking to, confused that one of her own clan mates would ever do such a cruel thing.


    Hawkpaw - As the arguing began to get louder, and even his oldest sister getting involved, caused the small black tom to cower slightly as he tried to huddle his now trembling body close to Beetlestrike as a form of comfort.


    Whitesoul - The Tempestclan deputy was honestly starting to doze off but when Icestar started making claims and the situation began to turn sour he did his best to snap out of his sleepiness as he took a stand," Now, now can't we talk this out? Me and Duskstar never planned on either of us or any of our clan mates ever murdering anyone especially since our clan is still recovering from our own blows. Besides, let me ask you all this, what would Tempestclan have to gain with the death of a Snowclan warrior?" Whitesoul calmly asked with his usual smile on his face as he tried to ease the tension and get the cats to think reasonably.


    Icestar of Snowclan
    Apprentice:
    Love Interest: open
    Icestar's frigid gaze turned on Darksky as he accused his clan of kidnapping Thrushpaw. "Watch your mouth! Thrushpaw was found alone on our territory and we took him in and cared for him. Thrushpaw is a Snowclan cat! As for Russettstorm's killer," Icestar continued, now facing Duskstar once more. "The only other scent besides his own was Tempestclan's. Talk all you want, Duskstar, but you won't convince me that there isn't a murdered hiding among your ranks and if you won't deal with it... I will," he snarled viciously. Despite Icestar's fierce exterior, his heart was breaking inside. In front of him stood a tom who he still considered a friend, but now that he was the clan leader, Icestar had to protect his own clan. I'm sorry, but I will not let this go unanswered. "You tell me, Whitesoul!"



    Shadow of Tempestclan
    Apprentice: Wolfpaw, Cloverlight, and Blacksun
    Love Interest: open
    I knew it, Shadow thought to himself, protectively pressing closer to Cloverlight and Lilywhisker. "This isn't good," he whispered to the two females. "They think one of us killed their warrior? Maybe you two should sneak back to camp before this gets ugly," he whispered quietly, not wanting any of the others to hear.


    Littlefoot of Duskclan
    Apprentice: open
    Love Interest: open
    Littlefoot's ears pinned back against her head in fear. She hadn't been to very many gatherings, but this one seemed ready to explode with violence. I'm glad I'm not part of either one of those clans. Who's telling the truth though? Did a Tempestclanner really kill the Snowclan cat or are they just lying to start a war? Littlefoot crept quietly over to Fallenhail. "What do you think?" she asked the medicine cat quietly.

    OakStep hissed. "Your making your self look guilty!" He growled staring at DuskStar. "I don't giving a flying mouse crap if you knew about it, but two of your warriors killed my father, and if you don't get this sorted I will skin the next TempestClan warrior who opens their trap!" He hissed eyes flaring as he glared at DarkSky. "It's not a threat. It's a promise." He finished calmly padding towards the dark tom..





    BlackSun flinched. "Everyone please calm down.. DarkSky shut your idiot mouth!" He called flattening his ears..



    "Your names DarkSky?" OakStep hissed stopped in front of the tom. "I'm OakStep the son of RussetStorm." He snarled pupils turning to slits. "Is their a reason you think my father's death is humorous?" He snapped gritting his teeth as he stared at the tom.




    SandPath huffed. "Calm down!" The ambassador growled. Which he rarely did. "It was a TempestClan scent. So it must have been two of your cats. You might not have know known DuskStar, but before you deny anything you need to use your head!" The sandy PolarClan tom warned gently.






    LightningEyes felt a flash of concern hit her. "I swear to StarClan and back I had no idea of a murder." She meowed seriously locking eyes with BearStep. "Please. Believe me." She mumbled.. she didn't want to be accused of murder let alone be accused of helping with it...

    Bunnybounce spoke up,his muscles tense. "Were their any other traces of evidence when you found Russetstorm's body,Oakstep and Icestar,things like traces of fur or a particularly distinctive scent? Like for example,if one of the murderers smelled of smoke,while the other smelled of heather? If so,we could try identifying the killer by scent,or coat color." He spoke with wisdom,though there was a tone of anxiety in his voice.

    FINCHPAW[/sup]
    The young tom gulped and spoke up. "What if it was actually some of your cats?" Finchpaw said to Icestar. The apprentice knew it wasn't his place to speak but he decided to anyways. "It's possible Snowstar and the other cat had enemies within our clan! Perhaps some cats did it even for your gain so you could become leader?!" The tom didn't care if he got in trouble but if they accused TempestClan then they shouldn't be left out in the accusations.

    PineLeap blinked at FinchPaw. My father had TempestClan scent. Along with dark fur and light fur between his claws." He said towards the young to calmly. "Even if it was TempestClan warriors. I do not blame the entire of TempestClan. Especially not young cats like you." He meowed softly.. young cats reminded him of his siblings..
    (The others are waiting for response..)

    Bearstep rolled his eyes at all of the senseless dung the cat's were spewing from their mouths, he turned towards Lightningeyes, his tail twitching.
    "Yes, but that doesn't excuse the fact that one of your warriors possibly killed Russetstorm, yet the majority of TempestClan keep denying it." The tom flattened his ears on his head and he decided to speak up. "Some witnesses from our clan claimed that TempestClan scent was present. Are you trying to tell me that your clan's scent just floated it's little way towards the dead body of one of our warriors?" Bearstep yowled. He looked towards Duskstar, "but let's see whatever excuse for this Duskstar'll give us!" The brown tom sneered as he stood to his paws.

    Dwindlefire watched the accusations be blurted out rapidly, his gaze shifting from all the cats, he decided to stay out of it. getting up he followed Fallenhail and left.

    Inktail

    The tom ignored Fallenhail, more focused on his thoughts at the moment. It wasn't long until he was kicked out his thoughts from the loud arguing. He lifted his head when he heard the fighting breaking out. He sighed softly, at a time like this, why? He stood up straight and looked over at Icestar, his tail lashing. "Icestar, we can not start any wars during a time like this, we've got what you're saying and we'll deal with it civilly" The medicine cat meowed, his ears pricked forward as he stood straight, his eyes narrowed slightly at the tom. He rested his tail on Lostpaw's shoulder to keep her calm while he tried to get Icestar to settle this more calmly. If they started something now, someone was going to get hurt and Starclan would be upset.


    Lilywhisker


    Her ears pricked up as she heard the fighting around them. She frowned and stood up slowly, her head turned to look over at Shadow and shook her head. "No way, I'm staying here. If it does end up getting ugly, I'm fighting with my clan" She meowed at the tom then turned her attention back to the arguing and watching quietly. Her tail lashed at what Bearstep said, huffing heavily towards the tom.

    BrambleSwipe squeaked. The DuskClan tom scurried away back to camp.. Fear prickling at his fur.


    SandPath stood tall. He decided if anything went bad he was on SnowClan's side. He wanted badly to go up to get ShadeStar and RowanStar's thoughts. The ambassador sighed. "We must keep peace for the sake of StarClan. Take this battle off gathering grounds!" SandPath meowed his voice loud enough for most cats to hear him. He glanced towards LionRoar wondering his thoughts..

    Whitesoul - The mostly white tom looked up at Icestar with his light blue eyes in a firm stare," If Thrushpaw is happy where he is we have no problems with his situation. That being said, I am not denying that there might be someone among our clan that could have killed your clanmate but that doesn't mean that our whole clan is to blame. If someone from our clan really did kill that cat then Duskstar, me, nor most of our clan knew of what had happened. Why do you blame Duskstar and the whole clan if all you know is that Russettstorm was killed by a Tempestclan cat? So can we please try to keep the peace and we can work together to get to the bottom of this, that way we can try to prove our own points and get to the truth. Does that sound fair?" Whitesoul tried to reason with the Snowclan leader as an unatrually serious expression took over the normally jokester tom's face. (He is surprising reasonable in this situation~)


    OOC: I'll do my apprentice trio again a bit later~