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Padding from the deepest shadows, the lithe form of the NightClan deputy emerged. His ebony pelt was a dark shadow in the shadows. The wash of cold moonlight across his pelt reminded him of the battle against the monster sized wild cats moons ago. Falconwind leaped easily onto the fallen tree, unsheathing his claws and sinking them into the bark. He kept his tail straight out behind him for balance and moved easily down the length of the tree before jumping down and landing lightly on the shore of the island.
He sheathed his claws and made his way after his leader to the great tree, settling at it's base. He curled his tail around his paws and became still as stone, melting into a shadow within the shadows. His amber eyes were narrow slits. The other clans were no here yet. he noted silently. Good.
Falconwind watched the cats of his clan mill about on the island, not focusing on anyone cat, but not disregarding any cat either.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 8:59 am
C o m e . . . a n d . . .  f l y . . . w i t h . . . m e !   XX╣XG A L E S T A RX╠╣XB R E E Z E C L A NX╠XX XXX█████ ███ █XXＲＥＬＥＡＳＥXＹＯＵＲXＴＲＯＵＢＬＥＳXXX█████ ███ █XXＲＥＬＥＡＳＥXＹＯＵＲXＦＥＡＲXXX█████ ███ █XXＯＰＥＮXＹＯＵＲXＨＥＡＲＴXXX█████ ███ █XXＫＥＥＰXＹＯＵＲXＬＯＶＥＤXＯＮＥＳXＮＥＡＲone day my W I N G S will grow and I will S O A R through the S K I E S ｉｆ ｗｅ ａｌｗａｙｓ ｌｉｖｅ ａｓ ｉｆ ｗｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｄｉｅXX
ｔｈｅｎ ｗｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｌｉｖｅ ａ ｄａｙ ａｌｉｖｅXX FOR WHAT IS IT TO DIE═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════ More figures rose slowly out of the darkness. Their light-colored pelts did not blend in with the shadows as well as the NightClan warriors' had. They made their way neatly across the bridge, landing nimbly. It was BreezeClan, arriving on time shortly after NightClan had.
Galestar smelled the strong NightClan scent and twitched his whiskers. NightClan are the first, he thought to himself. They'll never let us forget that tonight...
His heart was still heavy with grief, though, and he could not find amusement in NightClan's ornery attitude. He dragged his feet as he padded slowly to the tree, leaping up beside Foxstar, who glanced at him questioningly when Valiantstride followed.
"Where is Pebbleheart?" the red-furred leader asked, worry swirling in his amber eyes. "She has joined the ranks of StarClan," Galestar said softly, his grief laying heavy in his voice. Foxstar stiffened and lowered his head, his ears folding back in his horror and sorrow.
After a pause, he meowed softly, "I'm so sorry, Galestar. She was a great warrior."
Galestar glanced at him. The creamy warrior seemed moons older, his tired eyes blinking slowly at the younger tom.
Foxstar glanced at Valiantstride silently, his eyes glowing as he assessed the tom's appearance. Seeming to approve, he looked away, gazing down at the mingling warriors below.
The air was thick with tension. Pebbleheart's death seemed to thicken the air. She should have been Pebblestar, Galestar anguished. She should have succeeded me, led the Clan towards a better future only her wisdom could have found...
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 9:07 am
 SilverstarA few moments after the BreezeClan warriors entered the island, more cats poured from the shadows, their lean muscles rippling in the light. They were quicker across the bridge since they were used to the gnarly bark of a tree. The StormClan warriors burst into the clearing, most of them smeared with mud and gunk from their cleaning out of the StormClan camp.
They glared visibly at the NightClan cats. NightClan and StormClan had never really gotten along, and there was usually tension between the two Clans. If anything, StormClan was a bit self-conscious because they hadn't been able to clean up before attending the gathering. Who'd want to share tongues with a cat who was dripping with mud?
Silverstar made her way to the tree, climbing up beside the other leaders as Thunderflight joined her. She immediately sensed the tension in the air and glanced at the other leaders. It took her only a few moments to notice Pebbleheart's absence, and to notice Valiantstride's presence in her place.
She said nothing, but licked Galestar's ear once before settling on her haunches. The leader flicked his tail, acknowledging her, and nodded at her thankfully.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 9:31 am
  ♋ G υ α я ɖ ɨ α и v o w ♋ "Memory is the treasury
and guardian of all things."_______________________________________________ Guardianvow padded into the clearing with the others, flicking his ears silently. He sat near the back, lost in his thoughts.
He noticed Pebbleheart's absence next to Galestar, and the grief was evident on the leader's face. Horror gripped at his heart. Could she have...? Guardianvow normally didn't care for other Clans, but he knew very well that Pebbleheart was a good warrior. Her loss would be terrible for BreezeClan...for all the Clans, even. He narrowed his eyes at the cat who seemed to be the new deputy. He didn't know him as well. You'd better be a good cat, he thought ruefully. Don't disappoint Pebbleheart...
_______________________________________________ I will repent for what I've done to you
my love, and we shall live anew
. : as the seasons give new life upon the world! : .   ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ㊝ Ҭɧʊɳɖєɽʄℓɨɠɧʈ ㊝ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓❂ ❣ ϝeɱale ❣ Mother ❣ Deputy ❣ Taken ~<3 ❣ StormClan ❣ ❂ .｡: ¤ εїз இ εїз ¤ :｡. ☂ "The more love I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite." ☂ ✶ ❖ ✶`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´I glanced around, seeing cats that I recognized. Silverstar nodded at me as I asked her if I could mingle. I returned to the ground, padding straight for Guardianvow.
"Heya, Thornbutt," I greeted, plopping down at his side. "Watcha doing all by yourself? You look like you're still half-asleep."
He glared at me angrily, scooting away from me as he spoke. "Oh look, it's the Thing from the Swamp," he snorted, glancing at my mud-covered pelt. "We tell our kits stories about you to keep them from wandering too far from camp."
I snickered, shifting on my feet. "You gotta do what you gotta do to get food for your Clan. Are you saying NightClan would mind getting their fur wet, even if it meant catching prey?"
That shut him up quick, and I purred in satisfaction. "We've been pretty busy," I continued, twitching my ears. "My kits were assigned mentors today. They're all so brave."
"Why should I care?" he asked gruffly, glancing away. "Oh, come now, I'm just proud of my kits. Speaking of which, you and Shimmerstep have been mates for quite a while! Any kits on the way?" He snapped his head back at me, his eyes narrowing in rage. I flinched, slightly shocked by his reaction. I knew I had hit a nerve. I braced myself, preparing for the worst, but all at once his anger vanished and he seemed to slump in on himself. He let out a long sigh, flattening his ears. "Maybe. I dunno. Everyone in NightClan seems to think so, but she hasn't said anything to me yet. She'd tell me if she was, right?"
My eyes softened with sympathy, and I said sweetly, "Of course. But you know, you reacted pretty strongly to the mention of it. Maybe she's afraid she'd be upsetting you..."
He reeled in shock, eyes widening. "I never meant to make her feel that way-! I just...don't like...other people meddling in our business is all. I hate that everyone wants to tell me she's going to have kits before she tells me..."
I leaned closer to him, pressing my fur against his comfortingly. "Perhaps you should speak with her about it. I don't think she understands how you feel yet, with what you're telling me."
He stared at me for a few moments before muttering, "What do you care, anyway? You're a StormClan warrior."
"That doesn't mean I can't have friends in other Clans," I snorted. "Besides, if you or your mate crossed StormClan borders, I'd rip your fur off."
He snorted, and I could hear a faint purr of amusement rising in his throat.
Continuing cheerfully, I added, "I guess you both just remind me of some old friends of mine is all."
He blinked at me, then confessed, "I guess you kinda remind me of Puresun, too."
I couldn't help but purr in amusement. The spunky bundle of fur known as Puresun WAS very similar to me. If anything, we were both quite cheerful.
He hesitated, then asked awkwardly, "Er, how many kits do you have, then...?"
"Four- Lightningpaw, Twisterpaw, Tempestpaw, and Blizzardpaw," I answered instantly. "They have great mentors, too; Dawnsky, Oakbranch, Miraclesky, and Ivorymoon, respectively."
I paused, my eyes darkening. I wasn't too happy that one of the two brothers who seemed to hate me was mentoring my kit. If anything, I would have thrown a fit if Ebonysun had received one of them. I wasn't too happy with Ivorymoon either, though. I needed to keep a watch over him. I didn't want Ebonysun planning anything because his brother was mentoring my kit. I didn't trust Ebonysun, and due to association, I didn't trust Ivorymoon that much either.
Guardianvow seemed to notice my displeasure, but he didn't mention it. "Well, I was assigned a new apprentice today too," he said. "Sacredpaw. He's my sister's son."
I flicked my ears, nodding. "Congratulations. First apprentice?"
"Yeah, and I'm not sure where to start," he admitted.
We continued to chat about apprentices and mentoring. I didn't reveal any StormClan methods, but pointed him in the right direction for someplace to start. It was nice to finally get the hard warrior to open up. Could he be growing soft? Perhaps being a father would finally get him to lighten his mood. That would be fantastic!
`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.•´✶ ❖ ✶☂ Mistake me for love long lost, remind me of a love once found
you paradox of a shadow, I need you around.
For when I am with you, my pain ebbs away, the pure sound
perhaps you will find your eternity shattered in one bound. ☂ .｡: ¤ εїз இ εїз ¤ :｡. ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ㊝ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ ㊝ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓º°”ஜ”°º º°”ஜ”°ºA life, a loss, an eternal storm
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Falconwind slif from the shadows at the base of the tree and climbed up, sliding over to sit beside Foxstar. Instantly he noted that Pebbleheart was absent and there was another cat in her place. He hadn't known the BreezeClan deputy personally, but the loss would be felt by those whom had know her.
The ebony tom sat up straight, watching Guardianvow. His mate's brother was beyond prickly and to see him even console with a cat from another clan and not claw her ears off amazed him. He realized that the cat that Guardianvow was talking to was Thunderflight, the StormClan deputy. Falconwind personally did not like Guardianvow and couldn't help feeling hostility towards him. Working his claws into the bark of the tree branch he turned his gaze to Galestar. "I'm sorry to hear about Pebbleheart," he murmured sympathetically.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 11:38 am
C o m e . . . a n d . . . f l y . . . w i t h . . . m e ! XX╣XG A L E S T A RX╠╣XB R E E Z E C L A NX╠XX XXX█████ ███ █XXＲＥＬＥＡＳＥXＹＯＵＲXＴＲＯＵＢＬＥＳXXX█████ ███ █XXＲＥＬＥＡＳＥXＹＯＵＲXＦＥＡＲXXX█████ ███ █XXＯＰＥＮXＹＯＵＲXＨＥＡＲＴXXX█████ ███ █XXＫＥＥＰXＹＯＵＲXＬＯＶＥＤXＯＮＥＳXＮＥＡＲone day my W I N G S will grow and I will S O A R through the S K I E S ｉｆ ｗｅ ａｌｗａｙｓ ｌｉｖｅ ａｓ ｉｆ ｗｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｄｉｅXX
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No. Pebbleheart hadn't been young, but she had been strong and lean, as all BreezeClan cats were. StarClan approved of her as a deputy. But they must have known how she would perish.
Is it because I waited so long to appoint a new deputy?
Laden with grief and betrayal, he had let his emotions take over his judgement and had stalled picking a new deputy for a long time. Grief could be dangerous.
That was his lesson. Grief was nothing to be bargained with. It took Pebbleheart's life in the end.
He snapped back to reality, realizing he hadn't responded to Falconwind yet. He nodded gratefully, sighing.
"Thank you, Falconwind," he said softly. "You will be faced with deaths as leader. Clanmates, friends, loved ones. You must never give up hope. StarClan guides our path, and takes care of those we have lost. We will all see them again once our time comes."
Don't give up hope like I did when I delayed choosing the next deputy, Galestar prayed silently. It's not worth the confusion. The pain.
He recalled that Falconwind was the child of a BreezeClan warrior and a NightClan queen. It was a bit surprising that the half-Clan cat would be named deputy. Then again, so many rogues had been integrating into the Clans because of all the turmoil the Clans had been through...were rogues the new norm now?
Galestar shrugged inwardly. Falconwind was a loyal warrior. Why should it matter? He would grow to be a good leader, with time.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 11:49 am
I want someone to love me
For who I am
I want someone to need me
Is that so bad
I wanna break our madness
But it's all I have
I want someone to love me
For who I am  ✖✖✖✖✖✖Rainblast ✖✖✖✖✖✖Rainblast padded into the clearing with Runningpaw close behind. "This is where we have out gatherings." He explained to his apprentice, padding to a spot and sitting down. "Oh look Breezeclan!" Rainblast commented as he saw the Breezeclan warriors nimbly jumped off the bridge. "They are agile cats. Run across open moors." He meowed, glancing around as cats entered.
Then Stormclan entered. He nodded. "That's Stormclan." He said gruffly, tail twitching. He was a little surprised to see Guardianvow chat so calmly with a Stormclan warrior. Rainblast shrugged and looked to Runningpaw. OOC: ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ I want someone to love me
For who I am I want someone to need me
Is that so bad Will you love me?
For who I am?
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Falconwind couldn't help but be mildly shaken by the BreezeClan leader's words. He was barely deputy and a very long way from being leader. But as a clan cat you lost clanmates and loved one regardless. He said nothing as he thought this over, he had lost his mother in when he was only six moons old and his father had vanished when he was a young kit. But the thought that bubbled up to the front of his mind was that one day he could loose Silentleopard!
Another thought prickled at the back of his mind. What did the BreezeClan leader think of him, seeing as he was half-BreezeClan? On top of that he wondered if Galestar had known his father personally. Not for the first time, Falconwind began wondering if he should feel any loyalty to the clan of his father. He felt absolutely no attachment to BreezeClan and wondered if that was at all normal. He had been raised a loyal NightClan warrior and that was exactly what he was.
Despite wanting to ask Galestar about his father, the ebony tom kept his mouth closed. Though one final question leaped to the front of his mind. What had happened to his father? Where had he gone? And why had he left his kit behind? These were questions that Falconwind couldn't answer and wasn't sure that he even really wanted answers to them.
Thinking of something, hopefully comforting to say to the BreezeClan leader, he finally mewed, "Pebbleheart's in a better place now, and she's be able to help guild and protect her clan in ways she wasn't able to before." Perhaps it wasn't the most comforting thing to say, but there was truth to the young tom's words. _____________________________________________________________________
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ｎｉｇｈｔｃｌａｎ ａｐｐｒｅｎｔｉｃｅ ＡＬＬ Ｉ ＣＯＵＬＤ ＥＶＥＲ ωαηт||ＡＬＬ Ｉ ＣＯＵＬＤ ＥＶＥＲ ηεε∂||ＩＳ ＹＯＵＲαρρяøѵαʃ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
Orchidpaw trotted into the clearing with little white paws bouncing. Her head was held high in the air, as was her tail. Not only was she a new apprentice, she was at the Gathering. The Gathering. Her chest was bursting with pride, excitement, and pure disbelief. Not only was she finally an apprentice, but she got to go to the Gathering on top of it! It took every fiber of her being not to squeal in joy. And as she took a gander at the cats clustered together in the clearing, she realized she had to repress her feelings even more. These cats...they all looked so tough and battle worn. And what did she look like? Probably a brainless little kit. The little apprentice let out a short little huff. She was from NightClan, the toughest and the most battle worn Clan of them all. There was no way she would let everyone think she was just some mouse brained apprentice. Orchidpaw thought of the strongest and most resilient cat she had ever met, and immediately her mind conjured the image of her mother. The way her shoulders hunched slightly as if she were carrying a heavy burden. The hard, stone-cold look in her eyes when she conversed with other cats. Her rough, clipped voice. All of these Orchidpaw tried to imitate as she took a seat next to her brother.
"Hey, Runningpaw," she whispered quietly, letting her guard down for a moment to speak with him civilly. "Why didn't Foxstar bring Mama? Isn't she one of the senior warriors?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 9:17 am
◇ x GLIMMERPAW ◇◇ STORMCLAN ◇ APPRENTICE  ╔══════════════════════════╗(( Out Of Candy: )) ╚══════════════════════════╝╔═══════════════════════╗
At Camp:
Glimmerpaw turned her head in the direction of the sound when she heard Rustdawn's meow. She felt her ears flatten under his tongue and she relaxed. What was wrong?
"I can't see Rustdawn...." She meowed, looking up at him with innocent blue eyes. The young apprentice wasn't sure why he didn't know but all the same she was glad when he led her to the Gathering, not leaving her side at all.
Gathering:
When the pair entered the clearing Glimmerpaw shivered with excitement. All these scents in one place! She turned her head in every direction she could think of, trying to take in everything at once. She wasn't as frightened anymore now that she had made it to the gathering. She was lucky! She became an apprentice and got to attend her first gathering; all on the same day! Glimmerpaw mewed happily and looked up to where she scented Rustdawn.
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 9:21 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 9:25 am
RUNNINGPAW Runningpaw followed closely behind Rainblast as the warrior led the way into the clearing. In fact maybe he was a little too close behind the warrior because when Rainblast stopped walking Runningpaw walked right into his mentor. "Sorry!" He squeaked and took a seat beside his mentor, looking around at the place they had their gatherings. Runningpaw watched the Breezeclan warriors in awe. "Breezeclan." He repeated after Rainblast. He looked to his mentor with wide eyes. Open moors?! He looked back to the warriors. They lived on the open moors? Didn't they feel exposed? He didn't have time to ask that question before Rainblast continued. Runningpaw turned his head as more warriors entered. "Stormclan." He meowed glancing up at Rainblast, his eyes wide with excitement.
Hey Runningpaw. The young apprentice turned his head when his sister joined his side. "Hiya Orchidpaw!" He meowed happily. Though the happy look in his eyes soon turned thoughtful as he pondered her question. Why hadn't Foxstar brought their momma? "I dunno... Do you think he's punishing her for something?" Runningpaw meowed curiously, eyes scanning the clearing taking the time to look at the other apprentices. XxPreussischePrinzessinxX
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 9:35 am
 ((Sound of MUSIC : )) Mentor to: No one
Has a crush on: Dawnsky Rustdawn padded into the gathering at Glimmerpaw's side; still a little surprised and a bit shocked at what she had told him when he had asked her what was wrong. He had just expected a little "I'm just nervous." Oh but no, she told him that she couldn't see. She was blind. He wondered briefly if Skywhisker knew but as soon as that thought entered his mind he huffed. Of course she knew! He sighed and shook his head. It was a lot to take in. Did Silverstar know? She must, she had a deputy that was blind... Right? At least he remembered stories.
Rustdawn looked around for a group to join. He saw a few warriors here and there. Then he saw Rainblast, a Nightclan warrior sitting with three apprentices ((I imagine that Charmingpaw will be there too)). So, standing up straight he led the way to the group. "Hello Rainblast. Can we join your group?" He asked civilly. Bending down to Glimmerpaw he whispered into her ear. "This scent in front of us is Nightclan. Remember it." Rustdawn straightened himself again as he waited for a response from the tabby warrior. ↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪↪  
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 10:44 am
❀ｏｒｃｈｉｄｐａｗ❀
ｎｉｇｈｔｃｌａｎ ａｐｐｒｅｎｔｉｃｅ ＡＬＬ Ｉ ＣＯＵＬＤ ＥＶＥＲ ωαηт||ＡＬＬ Ｉ ＣＯＵＬＤ ＥＶＥＲ ηεε∂||ＩＳ ＹＯＵＲαρρяøѵαʃ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
"I don't see why," Orchidpaw replied in a concerned whisper. "She's the strongest warrior I know! And they've never even given her an apprentice!"
Orchidpaw sighed with a worried expression etched in her blue eyes. Maybe that's why her mother had been so detached lately. She felt so useless and invisible to the Clan that she just...stopped...caring. Not about her Clanmates, of course. In addition to being the strongest cat of the Clan, in Orchipaw's opinion, she was also the most loyal. No, what she stopped caring about was herself. Especially since their father seemingly took a flying leap at the moon, her mood had soured even more so than usual. Her eyes and even her coat had taken on a lackluster sheen. The only time Orchidpaw ever saw her happy was when she was with her kits, as if her only hope in the world now was to see her kits be of some use to the Clan.
"It's terrible watching her..." she mewed in hushed, sorrowful tones. "She's so strong around us, but...I don't understand..."
She let out a dejected little sigh, forgetting her imposing facade almost immediately. Not even becoming an apprentice or going to the Gathering could cheer her up in place of the grief she felt for her mother's seemingly unfulfilled life. An alarming thought pushed its way into her head, and immediately all kinds of disturbing questions came rushing in like a flood. But one stood out clearly among the others. Something that neither she nor Runningpaw could answer.
"Rainblast?" she asked quietly with wide, scared blue eyes. "Can a cat...die from...grief?"
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XxPreussischePrinzessinxX
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ll oceanic_shimmer ll Crew
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 12:50 pm
 In matters of style, swim with the current;
In matters of principle, stand like a rock.  "It takes courage,
To grow up and become who you really are" [Shiftstar arrived at the gathering, along with the cats she had chosen. Kindsoul, Sandstripe, Spottedfire, Freezeshadow, Lostpaw, and Rarepaw. Of course, Dragonfire and Oceanmist were with her. It was mandatory that the three of them show up to each and every gathering. Seaclan was obviously the last to arrive of the four clans. Being so distracted by the rogue that had randomly entered Seaclan territory. The nerve of some cats..]
[Approaching the three leaders, Shiftstar stood/sat next to Galestar, Breezeclan's leader. Having nothing to say to them yet, she waited patiently for one of them to ask her a question.]  To be nobody but yourself in a world
That's doing its best to make you somebody else,
Is to fight the hardest battle
You are ever going to fight.
Never stop fighting. [ooc: yesh, I have permission to post as Shifteh xP I apologize to Sylvaky o__o asdfffghjkjhgfds]
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