We are HawkClan - The most agile clan, that can catch any kind of prey and outsmart any predator. Our camp is located in a chilly mountain valley, and only FalconClan knows about our whereabouts. Our leader is Moonstar.

Current Season: New-Leaf

Freshkill pile: 1 vole, 9 mice, 6 sparrows, 3 thrushes, 2servings of blechmilk, 1 squirrel

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Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Gathering!

So I'm deciding to make the gatherings more role-playing like, so I'm writing them different than before. Hope you like it!


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Moonstar gazed at her sick clan, eyes full of worry. Though she didn't really want to leave her clan, even if it was for a short time. Leaping onto the Great Boulder, she raised her head and spoke.
"Cats of HawkClan! I am aware that we are not in our healthiest state, but tonight is the gathering, and some of us have to go, to show the other clans that despite the sickness, we are still as strong as ever."
The leader of HawkClan's eyes swept across the camp, in search of cats that weren't sick
"Aspentail, Rockmelt, Goldenpaw, Snowheart, Firleaf, Lionfang, Willowpaw, Russetpaw and Bluepaw, I want all of you to come to the gathering tonight. That is all."

Quickly noticing Lionfang's worried eyes, Moonstar leapt off the giant rock and padded so that she stood next to the tom. "I know you probably don't want to leave Thunderscar," she said. "But there aren't that many healthy warriors right now, and I want you to get the experience of meeting other cats from other clans. Do you understand?"
Slowly, the new warrior nodded, eyes casting another glance at the entrance to the nursery. "I will go see her before I leave," he said, starting to stalk away, dipping his head in respect at the leader.

oOo

A few moments later, Lionfang came out, and Moonstar looked at the cats gathered at the exit of the camp. "HawkClan, let's leave!" Moonstar called, gazing at the clan and dashing out of the camp.

http://thewarriorgathering.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-gathering.html

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Yup! Don't comment below to go to the gathering; go to the link above! And as usual, comment below if you have any complaints/suggestions/questions!

4 comments:

  1. (Can't go to the gathering yet :P)

    Whitekit and Mistykit watched their clanmates head out for the gathering. Whitekit frowned, his ears and tail drooping. He wanted to go.

    Poppykit coughed as she tried to sleep. She didn't feel to well but she was afraid of telling her mother that.

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  2. [Haha. I'll make them apprentices soon if you want, I have a lot of ceremonies to perform anyways XD)

    Sunkit stirred slightly in his sleep from the commotion outside, shivering slightly against the cool night air.

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  3. Chillingheart was one of the only that weren't sick, thank StarClan. He frowned worriedly at the clearing of sick cats- and those weren't all of them. The worse ones were being quarantined by Ripplestep. Chillingheart turned and stared at Stormsky, his sister, who stared right back with dull, ill eyes. He sighed and looked away.

    Onyxpaw coughed, shifted a little in his seat from the momentum of the movement. He drank some water from a soaked piece of moss, desperately trying to get rid of the burning in his throat. It wasn't working. A tailtip rested on his shoulder gently; to Onyxpaw, it felt like a badger had fallen on him. He looked up, startled. Ivypaw. Her eyes were full of an uncharacteristic concern, and he tried to crack her a smile. It came out as a grimace. "Why doesn't Ripplestep have you in the den? You're terribly sick." Ivypaw's concern, as usual, disappeared into frustration.
    "Not as sick as the others," Onyxpaw rasped. "They're more important."
    "No, they're not. Not to me, at least," Ivypaw protested, and scowled angrily. "And all the apprentice training have been paused... how is the clan supposed to get new warriors?"

    Tigerkit was being kept away from some of his sick denmates. Honestly, he would be fine. He was the strongest, he convinced himself. Nothing would happen to him. Irritated, he pawed at a fallen leaf. Leaf-fall was here, and soon the leaves would turn red and float to the ground. And his brothers and sisters wouldn't be there to catch them with him when they did.

    (really, really, incredibly sorry i haven't commented in ages... :( forgive me?)

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  4. Hawkfur swallowed the last remains of his squirrel and swiftly ran over to all the sick cats, concerned. He wished whitecough were something you could fight with tooth and claw.

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