There was so much to see at a Gathering. This was the furthest from home she'd ever been, and things were changing. The clans had come together, and the tension between some of them was palpable. Things to tell Mockingbird when she got home, things she'd noticed and things she wondered about. LightningClan was in for a hard leafbare at this rate, she knew that. She knew Falconstorm was looking for Kindleflare, she knew TreeClan didn't need to be sharing herbs. They had lost territory to the fire too, but she didn't get to say how a medicine cat rationed their herbs.
More to the point, she was curious about the other apprentices. Were they quiet and thoughtful? Were they loud and obnoxious? Did they think their clan was the best, or acknowledge that each clan had its strengths and weaknesses? Amberpaw could acknowledge that one, but then she hadn't been born a clan cat. She knew that too. Even as she'd accepted everything that came with being in a clan, she knew her mother had born she and her siblings in a place far outside the valley. She wondered about that place, about the strange two-legged creatures that had ruled there. Her mother didn't tell stories of that before place anymore, which was a pain. But, Moonfeather's word was law, and she didn't go against her.
So she looked around for cats similar in size to herself, they would be the most likely ones to be apprentices. Let the hunt begin.
I've got a heart full of pain A head full of stress
Lichenfrost didn't like gatherings. She thought they were pretty pointless - leaders usually spoke of how you should use gatherings to learn about your enemies, but sometimes learning about them just made them seem... normal. It's harder battling normal cats than it is battling strangers. The mentors were worse, telling their apprentices to go make friends. Oh sure, brilliant idea you dumbasses.
The silver she-cat swiveled her glare across the crowd of cats. The blistering edge to her stare softened somewhat as she spotted one of the Treeclan apprentices wandering about, seeming a bit lost. Amberpaw. Snorting, Lichenfrost made her way over to the apprentice and sat down next to them - her large stocky frame thudding against the ground.
"Looking for other apprentices?" She asked, glancing about the clearing for Mockingbird, Amberpaw's mentor, but she couldn't see the warrior. Did Lionstar send Amberpaw here without her mentor? Her lip curled in fury. Of course he did. It's a miracle that tom survived past kithood, since he's such an idiot. "Don't bother, all you need to know about them are their weaknesses. They're harder to fight if you see them as the same as us."
Amberpaw tipped her head when the warrior approached her, sighing internally. 'Great, another cat so caught up in themselves they fail to see the big picture.' She didn't voice this, of course, just gave her best smile and looked awed at the number of cats milling around. "Isn't it normal for me to feel curious about the other clans and how they treat their apprentices?"
She was curious, of course, but she also just wanted to know if anyone else was quiet and watchful like she was, or if all the other apprentices were high energy obnoxious. Of course, there were other personalities, but she didn't know them to figure that out. She also liked watching the bustle of cats milling in the Gathering.
See them as the same? Oh, fun, a conversation to be had that might actually be interesting. "Same as us? We're all cats in the eyes of StarClan, but I don't think that is what you meant. Each clan has something their good with and in that same vein something they suck at. And aren't some of the other clan cats technically our sometimes allies?"
She saw one of the other apprentices milling about. The little she-cat was scrawny and skittish, seeming lost and overwhelmed.
And what a lovely night it is To walk a moonlit field To see the softer shades That are by starlight now revealed ✦
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Larkpaw decided right after they'd arrived that she didn't like gatherings. She wanted to go home, help clean up from the fire and curl up with Brightpool for a little while. All the cats around her were bigger than her, and she wasn't comfortable at all. But she'd been picked to come and she wasn't about to disagree with Firestar.
She finally saw a cat her own size and crept over, ears falling back against her skull as she noticed the adult with her. A mentor and her apprentice, maybe? "May I join you?" She was looking at the warrior, though addressing them both. They were obviously from another clan, TreeClan if she wasn't mistaken, with whom her own clan shared a border. They'd been caught by the fire too, so maybe they'd be amiable to her company?
The calico apprentice adored her uncle Hawkstar with all her heart, but that did not mean she did not dare question, exactly why he did what he did in inviting her to the gathering without Kestrelpaw or even Eagletalon to protect her, Herondive was a good mentor and while Meadow did like her, it was not the same without her family there.
" Herondive, who are those cat's over there?' she questioned softly, bright golden orbs flicking to her mentor briefly as she flicked a paw in the direction of the Treeclan group. Her eyes scanned the rest of the gathering quickly as she shuddered a little, visably uncomfortable without the study form of her father in sight.
" When is this gonna be over, I want to go home to Kestrelpaw and Mom and Daddy" she spoke softly, only a whisper. Meadowpaw hated to complain and sound ungrateful that Hawkstar had chosen her to tag along to a gathering. However there was an air of fear within the young she cat that she could not shake or quite put her paw on what was happening.
"If it scares you, it might be a good thing to try."
Post by Bloodrose on Sept 12, 2017 15:21:18 GMT -5
The blue-eyed she-cat's gaze was fixated on one particular section of the gathered cats. Seated beside and discussing something with LightningClan's ginger and white medicine cat was the familiar form of TreeClan's healer Falconstorm. Most passersby might assume her attention was drawn by the hushed nature of the conversation occurring between two medicine cats. In truth, the StoneClan warrioress barely noticed the almost thankful glint in Kindleflare's dark amber eyes. All Herondive saw was the pale-eyed tom next to Kindleflare as she fought down the roil of jealousy in the pit of her stomach. What she would have done to be seated next to him...
A voice quickly growing familiar to the cream and white she-cat stirred her from her intense observation. Forcing her startled fur to lie flat, the newly-made mentor cleared her throat to buy herself time to assess the situation. What cats, what cats, what cats. She chanted silently to herself, blue eyes sweeping outward from the apprentice at her side until she located the small group Meadowpaw seemed to be focused on. Shifting her weight uncomfortably, the sturdy she-cat glanced back at her apprentice. She still felt incredibly awkward at being charged with someone's teaching; she, a mentor?
It all seemed surreal. Yet here they were.
"Um... I don't... Know them by name. But try using your nose..." She replied quietly, parting her jaws to pull in the scents around her. "I know it's a little confusing with all the scents around, you're probably not used to this many scents. I think... They are TreeClan ca...ts..." Her voice trailed off as another member joined the group, this one's drifting scent dramatically different to the oaky-tint of the TreeClan cats. Her pelt bristled slightly, though she tried to flatten it just as quickly. "And a LightningClan cat." She added, her voice wary.
A frown pulled at her lips, but she stamped down any of her predispositions against their moorland neighbors. This wasn't about her anymore. This was a learning opportunity for Meadowpaw. "The... Clan leaders will be addressing the Clans before long. You'll get to learn about the other Clans that way too, but in the meantime... Do you want to try talking to some of the other apprentices? Time will go more quickly if you're not just sitting by yourself." She hesitated a moment, before offering Meadowpaw what she hoped to be a reassuring smile. "I'll come with you, if you'd like."