July 20 Gathering

[lightningwind]

Owlsong watched as te last of the cats enterd the two rocks. This would be an interesting gathering. Cats might die today in the claws of Deathclan. OWlsong sivered as the eyes of the cold-eyed, Deathclan cats. This was the first time Owlsong really have seen Deathclan at fullest. They all seemed like they were all gonna kill evreyone. Owlsong shiovered. She really didn't want to go to the gathering. But she must. It was the only way to fit in with the other cats.

[Golden /~/ Shatter]

As Whitefire asked if SoulClan's dead had been buried, Goldenshard closed her eyes, taking one long, slow breath. If we were anywhere but here her neck would be slashed and she would already be in the Dark Forest. She may be a warrior now, but we both know who has more experience. Opening her eyes, Goldenshard put on a sarcastic look, and agreed with Joypaw. "And what about Scarheart's body? Such a strong warrior who was chosen to lead the attack must get a special burial, right? Or do you even bury your dead at all?"

Goldenshard couldn't stand waiting for the Gathering to start anymore: Whitefire was being an annoying little kit, and Goldenshard wanted to know what news would be reported, and what news wouldn't. SoulClan has a lot of good to report, but DeathClan won't care. They'll point out all the death's in the attack, even though most were kits... Her blood boiled. Killing kits was as low as you could get...the souls of those DeathCats would never even be close to reaching StarClan. They can be lost in the Dark Forest forever...its more than they deserve.

~

Shattergaze made her eyes icy and hard as Dogfang approached her, greeting her in an insolent tone. Very nice...no cat will suspect a thing. If I didn't know better, I'd say he really did hate me. "Hello Dogfang," Shattergaze answered in an equally acidic tone. "Our prey is running fine. But I have to say, I hear your isn't. How have you been lately?" She asked, purposely poking fun at the fact that SoulClan had recently lost many cats. Not that Dogfang cares...he's just as happy about their dead as I am.

Shattergaze watched as Dogfang eyes Whitefire, and put on a smug smile. "Yes, my apprentice has now become a full warrior. Her new name is Whitefire, and let me tell you, she is a force to reckon with," she sneered. "So, is there anything positive for SoulClan to report?" She asked, faking her tone perfectly.

[Creampaw~Silentfeather]

Creampaw and Silentfeather where sitting together. "When will it start?" Meowed Creampaw to Silentfeather.
Silentfeather faced Goldenshard. He growled. "Thats what you think?"
Creampaw got up and looked at Shattergaze and Goldenshard. "What?!" she mewed scared.
Silentfeather hissed at Creampaw. "Sit down!!!" He ordered.
Creampaw did what she was told and sat down. She put her ears down. This was her first gathering and it was turning out to be scary. it had not even started yet!
Silentfeather claws unsheathed as he grew more impatient. He signed. "Will it ever start?!" He meowed to Creampaw.
Creampaw was too scared at reply. She fur was bristling. "ummm uhhhh.." was all she could say.

[.:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:.]

Stormheart growled once at Silentfeather, a sign for him to back off. She sat down next to Creampaw, gazing blankly at Two-Rocks. "It should start soon," she told the SoulClan apprentice, who looked very scared. Typical DeathClan cat, bullying the younger cats so they wouldn't mess with them.
She turned to look at Silentfeather, who seemed to be very impatient and anxious. Stormheart smiled slightly for a second at the cat's obvious frustration, and then turned her green gaze back to Two-Rocks.
"Don't you have to go kill someone or something?" She asked Silentfeather, annoyed by his prescence, which she guessed still scared Creampaw.

[Creampaw~Silentfeather]

Creampaw closed her eyes. "Im ok.." She replyed. She looked at Stormheart. "Thanks!"
Silentfeather stayed silent. He waited for cats to start the gathering. " I wonder what gonna happen tonight."
Creampaw looked at Silentfeather, "They say cats will die tonight! Will i die?"
Silentfeather shook his head. "No clue... One things for sure...Lemons will rule the world.." Then he smiled. Creampaw giggled. "Really? lemons? Is that true?" Then she turned to Stormheart. " Is it true? will lemons rule the world?" Her eyes looked happy. Creampaw put her paws together and sat down. Her tail swishing back and fourth. "I might meet new cats here! Maybe even new friends!!" She meowed with with creamy colored pelt glowing. " I cant wait to see what kind of cats are here! Its my first gathering!"
Silentfeather smiled. "Same here Creamy!" He laughed. " Your one odd sister.."
Creampaw smiled. "Yep!" She meowed proudly.

[.:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:.]

Stormheart looked quizzically at Creampaw and Silentfeather. "You guys are brother and sister?" She asked, doubt thick in her voice. And they get along so well it seems, considering they each went to rival Clans. Stormheart thought, before realizing that this was none of her business. I'll leave them to themselves.
"The new cats you meet here, Creampaw, I can guarantee you will not be your friends. They are vile, cruel, and merciless murderers. You should stay away from them," she warned her, glancing at Silentfeather from time to time. Stormheart hissed once at him, a sign for him to leave. She didn't want a DeathClan cat anywhere near her, even if this was a Gathering. Stormheart looked back once to where Joypaw, Whitefire, Spottedsun, and Goldenshard sat, talking. How can they stand being around her? She wondered.

[Creampaw~Silentfeather]

Silentfeather nodded and got up and walked away. Creampaw looked up at Stormheart. "What? No nice cats?" she worried. "Will they kill me??" Creampaw gulped. "If they hurt you or me! They will pay!!!" she growled. "How are you?" She asked Stormheart, hopefully she was ok.
SilentFeather sat next to some Deathclan cats. "huh.. Soulclan..." he shook his head.
Creampaw saw a fly and she batted it then pounced on it. This seems fun for her, but an apprentice could find anything fun! She sat up again.

[.:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:.]

"Trust me, Creampaw, none of the cats in DeathClan even know what the word 'nice' means. And, if they got the chance, they would not hesitate to rip you to shreds. Remember that," Stormheart cautioned her, her green gaze traveling around to all the DeathClan cats, filled with disgust. She couldn't help but smile at the SoulClan apprentice's eagerness and joy. She smiled even wider when Creampaw threatened DeathClan.
"And I'm just fine, thank you for asking." Stormheart nodded at the young apprentice, her tail twitching from side to side in anticipation. I hope the Gathering starts soon, she thought, trying to hide her anxiousness from the spprentice. I wonder what DeathClan has to say about the raid.


Nightpaw sat near the edge of the clearing in which the Gathering took place, looking around, her green eyes blazing in the night. This was her first Gathering, and she was so excited. She wanted to hear what SoulClan had to say about the raid that took place, or if they would just try to avoid the subject. She hoped that Darkstar would rub the fact that five SoulCats had died in their faces. As Nightpaw scanned the clearing, she saw Whitefire talking to some SoulClan cats. They were the same ones that she usually annoyed; Spottedsun, Goldenshard, and Joypaw. A couple of feet away from them she saw Stormheart talking with a new apprentice. What was her name, Creampaw? Something like that. Nightpaw decided to go over to where Whitefire was, taking a seat a tail-length away from her. She wanted to annoy some SoulCats too, why should Whitefire get to have all the fun? "Hello Joypaw, Spottedsun, Goldenshard." She greeted them with fake politeness, sounding slightly obnoxious in her attempt.

[Creampaw~Silentfeather]

Creampaw looked at Stormheart. "Your very nice!! Who do you think will be my mentor?" She asked. Creampaw looked at Nightpaw, "Whos that?" She meowed pointing to Nightpaw. "Is she Soulclan?" Creampaw got up and walked to Nightpaw. "Hello!!!" she meowed softly. " Who are you?" Creampaw looked at Stormheart. Then to nightpaw again. She smiled, then she giggled.

Silentfeather looked at Nightpaw. He growled alittle. He didn't want to see this fight so he turned away. "Creampaw has no idea.....I hope Nightpaw wont kill her.." Silentfeather looked at Stormheart. He growled. " grrr"

Soul was walking in. He was in the very back hidden in the shadows. He wanted to hear what Soulclan And Deathclan would have to say. He was so quiet he hardly breathed.

[.:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:.]

Stormheart smiled at the apprentice's question. That was right, Creampaw still didn't have a mentor! And she must be at least six moons by now. "I'm not sure who will be your mentor," she told her. "That's Nightpaw, and she's DeathClan." Before Stormheart could tell Creampaw to stay away from Nightpaw, she had already bounded over to the black apprentice, who seemed to be about six moons as well. Then she turned to Silentfeather, who was growling at her. "Do you have a problem, Silent turd?" Stormheart asked him, smirking.

Nightpaw grinned sadastically at the young SoulClan apprentice, who looked like she was about her age. "My name is Nightpaw, fox-dung, and if you were smart you'd leave me alone," she threatened, unsheathing her claws. "I have no wish to talk to you, so go away."

[Creampaw~Silentfeather]

Creampaw smirked, "Is that a way to treat a cat? Its not very nice Nightpaw!" Creampaw turned around and walked to Stormheart. "That unless apprentice!!" Creampaw growled then calmed down. "Ah forget her! This part doesnt NEED ANY unless cats they call Deathclan!" She hissed angrily. "At least she didn't get in a fight with me!! She would be sorry with my temper!" Creampaw shook then sat down. "Im sorry Stormheart.... I can get angry around Deathclan.. im so sorry.."

SIlentfeather unsheathed his claws. He growled silently then looked at Nightpaw. "Having fun with Soul Cats?" He remarked.

[J/o/y!]

Joypaw wondered over to Creampaw, Silentfeather, and Stormheart for a moment, and sat down, listening with her ears angled toward the three cats. "Creampaw, Stormheart's right. You can't trust DeathClan cats," she directed, with a swift glance at Silentfeather. Then Silentfeather mewed something that made doubt and wonder surge through her and flickering in her eyes. "What? How can you be related? SoulClan and DeathClan are complete rivals! And all DeathClan cats want to rid of SoulClan cats for good. They have a strong urge to kill." Thoughts hurled themselves at Joypaw.

How can Silentfeather and Creampaw stand to be in rival Clans? How can Silentfeather deal with being forced into battle against her sister? How will they stand it? What will happen? Questions continued to flow continuously, showing no sign of stopping.

Then Nightpaw strolled over, and Joypaw breathed a silent groan, yet could not a suppress a moment of triumph. This is the cat she chased off in the raid. "Hey Nightpaw, sheathe your claws, will you? This is a time of peace. You'll have plenty of time later to attempt to kill us later; of course, you do know it'll only be an attempt. I doubt you'll be able to kill someone who can fight." Joypaw's voice had a triumphant edge to it, reminding the medicine cat apprentice of her defeat.

Then the apprentice stepped in. "Clouds threaten the moon," she warned, raising her tail. Thin wisps of clouds were drifting over the moon, lessening its brightness. "This isn't a time to fight."

[.:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:.]

Nightpaw sheathed her claws. "It'll be more than an attempt; I can assure you of that. Wait till the day we meet alone, Joypaw, and I will surely kill you. Just wait." She looked at the small cream-colored SoulClan apprentice. "Nice? Are you kidding me? That's the best you've got?"

Stormheart sat down next to Joypaw, her eyes blazing green fire at Nightpaw. "That's enough, apprentice," she snarled at her, anger thick in her voice. She didn't want to deal with an annoying apprentice like Nightpaw at the moment. "Joypaw's right. If we keep fighting, the clouds will cover the moon."

Nightpaw hissed at the three SoulCats, anger boiling inside of her, mainly because of the fact that they were right. She calmed herself, looking up at Two-Rocks. Hopefully the Gathering would start soon, so she wouldn't have to listen to the SoulCats bickering. She then turned her green gaze to Silentfeather. "Yes, I am. I am quite enjoying myself."

[Creampaw~Silentfeather]

Silentfeather laughed. "good! Thats a good warrior!" He smiled. He wanted more evilness in Deathclan. "Huh Soulclan can't win a fight against a mouse.."

Creampaw went over and sat all alone. She growled and looked down. She turned away from them. She closed her eyes and hissed. "Who cares?" She didn't like the gatherings so much anymore, in fact she hated them, Deathclan always brings trouble. She signed then looked at the cloudy sky. " never will there be peace... i though this gathering would be fun, now its horrible.." she meowed to herself.

[J/o/y!]

Joypaw let out a deep breath, not allowing her anger to build up to high, or otherwise she'd have to follow her own advice. "Oh, you think you can kill me? When we're all alone, without your little Clanmates to save you? I remember quite clearly how it didn't take much to chase you off, you know. I can wait- then I'll show you my master skills." Joypaw glanced at her mentor Thornclaw.

The ginger apprentice twisted her head, glancing at Stormheart. "Hey, I'm an apprentice too, though I'm the senior one in the Clan." She chuckled slightly. Joypaw twitched her ear at the sky, where the wisps were drifting away. "That's more like it."

"Well, I hope you enjoy not being able to provoke us, because that's what's going to happen. I guarentee it." Joypaw followed Nightpaw's gaze to Two-Rocks, and her tail flicked irrtably. "When will the Gathering start?" She looked around for Darkstar, DeathClan's highly annoying leader.

"Silentfeather, I can show you how well I can fight if you want, but after the Gathering."

[.:.S.:.t.:.o.:.r.:.m.:.]

"Yes, you are an apprentice Joypaw, but you're not an annoying one," Stormheart said, also looking up at Two-Rocks. When will this Gathering finally start? She wondered, her tail beginning to twitch with irritation and impatience.

"I had also already killed three cats already, and fought more then just one battle. Oh, what were their names? Oh yes, now I rermember: Snowkit, Jaykit, and Saidie," Nightpaw countered, her green eyes ice-hard with anger. She smirked, though, at the thought of those dead cats, one of which Joypaw had practically given her to kill. You can never trust a DeathClan cat alone in a nursery full of SoulKits. But still, anger and something else -embarassment? That seemed like the best word- flowed through her. Joypaw will never forget her little victory, will she? She thought with a sigh. "How many DeathClan cats did you kill, Joypaw? Half of a one, because you needed help, isn't that right?"

[♥S.C.O.U.T.♥]

Whitefire blinked. "Scarheart...let's say he is doing fine. He must be welcomed in the Dark Forest." Whitefire smiled. It seemed every DeathClan cat was destined to go there, her mother, Scarheart, Deathclaw, every dead DeathClan cat was there. It was pretty nice. "Yes, we do in fact honor our dead Warriors, but we do not necessarily hold vigils like you do.

She shrugged. "Why thank you Spottedsun!" Whitefire exclaimed. "It is a nice name, thanks for pointing that out." She sneered. "And I don't wish to provoke any of you! I'm merely having a nice conversation with another Clan." She sounded offended.

"Hello Nightpaw." Whitefire said coolly. She smirked as that stupid Creampaw cat bounded over to talk to Nightpaw, and of course, Nightpaw was sour and mean. The perfect greeting.

Each one then floated over to where Silentfeather, Stormheart, and Creampaw were. Whitefire followed. "That's true. You needed a warrior to take down Scarheart, and how sad is that? Not being able to kill without help. Not being able to kill without...hesitation. Depressing." She shook her head and sighed.[/color]

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Notes: This post sucked, I had to catch up on everything.
Muse: Eh..
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[Creampaw~Silentfeather]

Creampaw growled. She didn't like this at all. she wanted to leave, she hates these ungratful Deathclan cats. She turned around and walked out of the gathering place, very mad. She could not stand those Deathclan cats. "Why should i stay there and be insulted all day?! Its my first gathering and its horrible!!" She meowed outside of entrance to the gathering. "its not fair..."
SIlentfeather smiled. "Well...well...well!" He looked at Creampaw who was leaving the gathering place. "There she goes..she Such a coward!" Then he laughed.

[deathsong]

(ok i have no clue if im suposed to post or what or if nightpaw is my apprentice already at this point in time but im just gonna go with it. i dont know if i will be here tomorrow but feel free to correct me anyway. i only skimmed the posts)
Deathsong eyed the weary SoulClan cats, they appeared confident, but she was far from believing the masquarade. She was a little shocked at the recent attack on SoulClan but couldnt help a feeling of pride flow through her. Pride that DeathClan had made such an attack, taken as many SoulCats lives as they had. She couldnt help but tsk her tounge at the pitty of the three or so kits that had been amung the numbers. Who knows, they couldve presented a challenge if they had grown up. Deathsong missed being able to fight, she didnt participate in much of the previous fights when she was a warrior, but she didnt feel like they deserved her energy. But that latest battle, what fun that would have been. She smiled a small smile as she caught nightpaw out of the corner of her eyes. It looked like the apprentice was trying her paw at annoying the SoulCats. She showed prommise, that one.

[J/o/y!]

"I guess that's true, Stormheart. I don't suppose DeathClan is too keen on us either, though." Then Joypaw pricked her ears as Nightpaw bragged about her great murders during the raid. She rolled her eyes dismissively, flicking her striped tail at the medicine cat apprentice. "Nightpaw, you killed two kits! Wow, I'm so impressed. And you also killed a queen who barely could fight and has little expierance? So impressed. And anyway, there was barely any time to figure anything out. I could've killed Scarheart. But I'm a SoulClan cat. I don't find the joy in killing like you DeathClan cats." Joypaw licked a paw and drew it over her ear.

Joypaw nodded slowly at Whitefire's words, taking in this bit of infomation. So they don't sit vigil? Yet they bury them? And they're sure they'll go to the Dark Forest? Very interesting. "You don't sit vigil? Oh, I'm sure he'll be warmly welcomed. After all, he did manage to kill someone in the raid. It was Faithsong."

"Creampaw! Get back here!" Joypaw followed her a ways, and stopped just a few fox-lengths from the clearing, and meowed louder, "Creampaw!" But she was gone. Tail drooping, she went back to the group.