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Sandrunner and Co.
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Sandrunner looked down at Frecklemask, "After finding out what you did to those kits? No." He rumbled. "And by the look in your eyes, you havn't changed. You're not sorry." A hurt look flashed in his depths before he steeled himself, looking back to Risingdawn with a coldness as he tried to but Speckle- er, Frecklemask out of his mind, thinking her lost to him. She had done the unthinkable- harming kits in such a way. He couldn't forget it, and this ultimately why he turned his back on her in Moonclan.
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Turn your face twords the sun and let the shadows fall behind you.

May 13, 2018 at 1:54 AM Flag Quote & Reply

Castle
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Firpaw closed her eyes, letting out a quiet sob as she tried to compose herself. She leaned forward so that her forehead was touching her sister's pelt, taking deep breaths. "I love you..." Firpaw whispered, "...I do..." She cleared her throat before sitting up again, her eyes burning a little from the tears that had begun to stain her eyes. 

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Showing empathy towards people and things, both real and imagined, isn't a sign of weakness, it's a sign of being human.

May 13, 2018 at 1:57 AM Flag Quote & Reply

Alienfish
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Hypocrite. A sneer grew on Windelk's face. Her leader spoke of retribution. He called murderers evil, called for their deaths. He still says all the right things... but he doesn't move a muscle towards real action. He hates murderers, but is fine allowing them to prance around our clan under the guise of their anonymity? He wanted to invite that bloodthirsty fiend of an EclipseClanner into our camp... he has no respect for our ways and no right to claim to be our voice. Her eyes darted around the group. Who could do better? Not Anat - she's his pawn as much as any one. Reign was a leader, but a monster and a bigot - we're better with him gone. Everyone... everyone's gone or useless or a fool. Everyone. Everyone. Everyone.

The warrior scratched at dirt beneath her, struggling with even this simple task. Exhaustion had already overcome her. She was too weak now, too soon after her partial recovery. Too weak. Too weak. Too weak.

But now there was no one to protect her. No clan that could. She had always had that to rely on, that family, but that had been an act of faith - and she could not have faith when she saw all the cracks. This couldn't hold. Must be fixed. There is so much to fix.

And there was no one to help her.

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May 13, 2018 at 9:21 AM Flag Quote & Reply

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"Assuming that all cats looking to seek shelter are blood thirsty murderers is your problem, Sandstar, not mine," Risingstar replied flatly. "Most are innocent, or redeemable, just trying to escape the box that the rest of the clans put them into." The crimson tom gave a flick of his tail, settling back on his haunches. "You can keep screamin' at me, the policy remains. Anyone's welcome, anyone's family."

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"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Mark Twain

May 13, 2018 at 10:25 AM Flag Quote & Reply

DrownedInRed
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Tigerstar entered the clearing, her amber eye furious as she approached the mass of cats, being the last to arrive, Moonclan would bearely have time to communicate with the others. That didn't bother her much, yet something was offsetting to her as she leapt to join the other Leaders, nodding a curt greeding to each of them. She the turned to watch her clan disperse to speak with the others and watched her deputy intently, seeing as how she was going to take her first gathering as a leader position.

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~There in the moon, many life stories danced before her eyes.~

May 13, 2018 at 10:47 AM Flag Quote & Reply

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"Risingstar, by the way," The crimson coated tom introduced himself to Tigerstar, continuing their conversation from the Moonstone as though time had not passed in between. He flashed a smile, a flicker of amusement to his eyes, "though you can continue to call me Mindless-star if you'd like."

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"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Mark Twain

May 13, 2018 at 10:49 AM Flag Quote & Reply

DrownedInRed
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Tigerstar looked at the tom as he spoke, she smiled herself and looked at the tom,¬? Earless-star ain¬?t that bad, I already suppose you know I¬?m Tigerstar.¬? She returner the favor with a dip of her head. Her amber eyes wondered off as she remembered her kits, two of them were still in Eclipseclan. She would have to confront Hollowstar about returning them. Yet only one parent would have the privilege of seeing their faces, as Lionheart was found dead earlier that week. Her heart slowed in agony as she remembered everything they went through.
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~There in the moon, many life stories danced before her eyes.~

May 13, 2018 at 12:58 PM Flag Quote & Reply

Kamira
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Servalpaw looked at Tigerstar as she proudly stood with MoonClan. She was likewise affected by Lionheart's death and justice screamed to be wrought onto EclipseClan. The apprentice still bore the scars- mental and physical -of her imprisonment, and she was dead-set on getting Tigerpaw and Pumapaw out as well. She was ready to give her testimony, if it was needed. The back of her neck burned as Sandstar confronted Frecklemask, but she stayed silent, unwilling to start a fight in StarClan's light. She shot the she-cat a look and praised Sandstar for rejecting her, though she was unaware that they were siblings.


Fencerunner looked to Hollowstar, questioning in her gaze, should we intervene . . ? She could sense the tension surrounding them and knew there wasn't much she could do except observe passively.


Frecklemask's head began to ache at all the infighting around her, but her gaze narrowed at Sandstar. She said nothing further- nothing further was needed, after all, to start a fight with the clans. Servalpaw had escaped- SunClan somehow knew of what role she'd played in their imprisonment. Frecklemask had just wanted to train them as EclipseClan warriors- it was the kits' fault they were so stubborn. If they had just given in they would've been well on their way towards earning freedom among EclipseClan ranks. Had Servalpaw spilled her guts about that?

EclipseClan couldn't afford to feed non-contributing members. It was simple to Frecklemask. Don't contribute? Don't eat. The cat-eat-cat mentality ran deep in the strong she-cat's mind and she refused to let it go despite living among EarthClan and MoonClan for moons. Their philosophies were still so foreign to her, their lifestyles just  an inch beyond her grasp. She tried desperately, but the claw of her own clan burnt holes where her empathy should've been. None of these clans know our hardships. None of them will ever understand, she thought, specifically at Sandstar. He was given a life I could only dream of. Just because mom could carry him further.


Oakstump turned her head to the drama unfurling in front of them, a frown splitting her face in two. "Seems Sandstar's bitten off more than he can chew again," she said with apathetic anger, trying to get Firpaw off of her depression so they could focus their anger on their common enemy. Besides, it wasn't Oakstump's fault Sandstar had somehow . . . forgotten she had a sister?Remembered and not cared? Made her a warrior for carrying Servalpaw to MoonClan and then forgetting Firpaw's role in the matter? She didn't know.

Her half-tail waved behind her.

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May 13, 2018 at 2:41 PM Flag Quote & Reply

Inky
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Pricklypaw shook her head the what all these leaders were saying. What was the point? Where were they going with this? Nowhere, apparently. The small she-cat bristled, and her tail curled around her paws. If it came down to it, she would say something. And she was most definitely due for her warrior name, something Hollowstar didn¬?t dare remember because of her old age. When would Fencerunner go into power? // Flintstriker shook her head at the bickering and the name calling the leaders were doing. What kind of leaders did that? Is that how they chose to influence their clan? Name-calling? What a waste. Most of these deputies would fall into those categories as well, kitten-callers. Focused too much on their romantic lives to realize there¬?s more their power than having toms and she-cats all over you for attention. A waste of a leader.
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May 13, 2018 at 3:14 PM Flag Quote & Reply

Sandrunner and Co.
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"I did not say 'All cats' Risingstar." Sandstar replied coldly, "I think your policy is dangerous and ignorant. You've let yourself become open to sheilding callous killers who are not sorry about their actions and probably feel they can hide safely in your clan. But go ahead and make your foolish mistakes." If the murderers were found to be in Earthclan, Sandstar wouldn't hesitate to bring every able bodied clan member to seize the murderers. The rest, he did not care. He just wanted the killer to be brought down, and for the killings to stop. He had lost his eldest daughter to this horrific tragedy. Sandstar turned to Tigerstar, looking at her sadness a moment before greeting her. "Greetings, Tigerstar." He rumbled. // Thundersong watched Sandstar argue with Risingstar, a small smirk on her beautiful features. Well, she was suprised that Sandstar had hit it on the nose, mouse-brained as he was. She was protected against all of her past murders in Earthclan. She wondered how he would react to seeing Arcticsun's body. The black she cat's eyes danced around the clearing, looking for signs of the tension she so longed for.
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Turn your face twords the sun and let the shadows fall behind you.

May 13, 2018 at 3:18 PM Flag Quote & Reply

HarmlessPoison
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Brinepelt gave a curt nod, accepting Fencerunner's attempted courtesy towards her. "Likewise," She spoke, curling her tail around her posture. "May I ask how is EclipseClan faring?" All the while conversing with the EclipseClan deputy, her eyes strayed to her leader having a seemingly pleasant discussion with the recently appointed EarthClan leader, Risingstar. He doesn't seem to give off much of a formal impression.


Buzzing scowled at Flintstriker, strong distaste evident in his expression and he didn't waste a second to nitpick at her words, "Why would you even be considering the choice to wait on that dimwit? That wife-beater isn't even worth half of our time." Where is Clatterpaw? She told me that she'd be here by now.

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Roleplay anyone? Must you have a cup of tea before we start? Ah, very well then.
May 13, 2018 at 3:43 PM Flag Quote & Reply

River
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Glasswind sighed, wincing inwardly as Risingstar threw diplomacy to the wind - though Glass supposed he shouldn't have expected much better from the tom. As irritating as Rising's behaviour was, Glass did hold the same stance as his leader in the argument, and found himself turning to look up at the leaders on the branch, speaking very pointedly towards Sandstar.

"They're our 'foolish mistakes' to be making, Sandstar - these are the risks we have chosen, very informed of their potential consequences. It's not SunClan that's harbouring these 'evil' cats, as you seem so eager to label them, so I'd suggest you keep your opinions on the matter to yourself. This is the danger that we have chosen, not you."

SunClanners - always so paranoid and cautious, Glasswind thought, turning away with a slight shake of his head.

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*He/him*

May 13, 2018 at 4:20 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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"For the sake of being open and not starting another kidnapping at this Gathering, I think I should tell you that Lionpaw and Leopardpaw are both currently in EarthClan," Risingstar informed Tigerstar in a mostly side-conversation manner, though he spoke loud enough for all to hear. He was aware of the words exchanged between Glasswind and Sandstar, but he had already resolved to ignore the SunClan leader if he brought up any words sounding even remotely similar to "dangerous" and "murderers" again. "No one's forcing them there, Leopardpaw came of her own free will and Lionpaw did too. If they want to return to MoonClan I won't stop them." 


"Why would you?" Death Rattle rumbled, interjecting himself into the conversation despite having no right to speak out of turn. The donskoy hardly recognized the authority of the aging Hollowstar or fragile Fencerunner. "There's no reason to stop them from leaving, your clan already brainwashed them into loyally serving your own needs." 


A chill ran up Risingstar's spine, and it showed by the hair that stood up along his back when Death Rattle spoke. His ears flattened, and he faltered. Not because Death Rattle made a good point, but because even the memory of the warrior's voice terrified him to the core. His mouth opened, but for a few seconds he couldn't speak, "Le... Leopardpaw came because she felt neglected in MoonClan," he defended weakly, delving further into this subject than he had intended to, now visibly unsettled. "And something about the belief in StarClan being held too strongly, clan structure being held too strongly."

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"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Mark Twain

May 13, 2018 at 4:35 PM Flag Quote & Reply

Alienfish
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Now that's interesting, Poseidon thought, sensing a sudden shift in the atmosphere of the gathering which had, thus far, been dominated by Risingstar's 'devil-may-care' demeanour. Now there was something new afoot, and his interest was renewed. He stood and left the ruined, trampled prey on the ground - some squirming apprentice could have that for themselves, now - as he approached the edge of the EclipseClan mob, bordering the small clearing left around the tree.

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Duskfang had insinuated herself into the midst of the mess of EclipseClanners, using the odd scents of the clearing and their feverish, careless attitudes to go relatively unremarked upon. Now, she found herself positioned behind the speaker that had emerged from EclipseClan's ranks to attack Risingstar out of turn - to not only attack him, but to somehow upset him. Her general interest in EclipseClan had been replaced by a far more specific interest in this interaction, and in what her role in it should be. The donskoy tom seemed dangerously inclined - but was that a habit of EclipseClanners, adopted by them all, or was it something noteworthy in this instant?

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Birchfox frowned, a guttural growl emanating at a nearly inaudible volume. Why is he digging his hole deeper? He has done enough to upset us. He should be ashamed.

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May 13, 2018 at 4:55 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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Risingstar swallowed his blossoming fear as the memories came flooding back, striking his mind in painful shards that flickered into existence for a brief second, died, and were then replaced by others. He could no longer distinguish between what had been real and what had been a nightmare. It hardly mattered, each action had left a scar. He grimaced outwardly before finally gritting his teeth and beating the warrior's words back. He straightened, shoulders squared, head raised, and forced a mask of impassiveness to his face. He held the new demeanor, but did not speak. He waited for others to interrupt the conversation. 

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"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Mark Twain

May 13, 2018 at 5:02 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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A sickening smile spread across Death Rattle's features, glad to see how thoroughly he was still able to shake the EarthClan leader. He had been worried that time would heal such wounds, but it seemed evident he would be capable of grinding the tom under his paw for quite some time. And as much as he tried to look it, Risingstar wasn't stupid. He wouldn't come forward with the accusation of torture, because Death Rattle would deny it, the conversation would devolve into baseless accusations, and the wounds of war would only be cut deeper. He doubted Risingstar had the thirst for blood that he himself possessed. 


"Keep your warriors in line, Hollowstar," Blackpanther's rumbling voice bit through the night air, drawing a sharp look from Risingstar and a bout of laughter from Death Rattle. 


"Because this meeting has been held oh so formally thus far. Yes, yes, everyone should keep a paw in line while the leader of EarthClan makes a fool of the entire forest. Wouldn't want to disrupt this so engaging and diplomatic atmosphere that has been fostered, hmm?" Death Rattle responded to the bengal without fear or hesitation, a grin split across his face and dark golden eye lit with glee. 

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"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Mark Twain

May 13, 2018 at 5:54 PM Flag Quote & Reply

Alienfish
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"You, too, should keep your warriors in a line, EarthClan," Poseidon added, nudging Duskfang forward and out of the midst of the EclipseClan ranks. "I think we keep ourselves separated for a reason - it doesn't look good when you're sending one of your own to squirm among our ranks. Tsk-tsk." Duskfang whirled, hissing, but backed off a few steps against the mass of EclipseClanners now facing her from less than a fox-length away. She found herself trapped between the dangerous presence of the donskoy, and the massive force of EclipseClanners now alerted to her presence.

"Or ours," Birchfox replied in an almost muttered way, not really expecting anyone else to hear him. That's the same EarthClanner who took advantage of our kindness. "Is she your resident spy, Risingstar?"

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May 13, 2018 at 6:11 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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"By the ancestors, you're paranoid," Risingstar attempted to make a casual response to the accusations about Duskfang being a spy. While it was intended to roll of the tongue, allowing him to simply shrug off the situation altogether, his voice trembled. His legs felt weak. Shivering. He suddenly felt the urge to escape the confines of this clearing, but he was surrounded on all sides. "I'm sure Duskfang was just attempting to be polite."

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"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." Mark Twain

May 13, 2018 at 6:14 PM Flag Quote & Reply

Kamira
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Fencerunner almost jumped up with excitement as Death Rattle threw his tail into the ring. Finally, something she could do!

"Silence yourself, Death Rattle," she said with authority, her small frame glowing in the moonlight as she shot the hairless warrior a look of slightly fearful control. She didn't mean to ignore Brinepelt, but right now it seemed best to reign in her own warriors before commenting on clan politics. She shot the she-cat an apologetic nod, looking to the EclipseClan cats to see if any more of them would dare to speak out against another clan's leader in Hollowstar's place.


Servalpaw audibly gasped as she heard the news- but she had to admit she preferred Leopardpaw being in EarthClan than dead, like she'd feared. "You stole her!" she accused, "You stole my littermates!" she shouted at Risingstar in particular, stomping her paw and breaking the image of rightful apprentice as anger consumed her. Vindictive reasoning gripped her psych. As if you haven't taken enough from us! She said, thinking of the lives lost in the battle skirmish. Why can't we just be a family again?


Frecklemask stood and nodded approvingly at Death Rattle, "That kittypet dares silence you!" she goaded, being nearer to him than she probably should've. Are you just going to take it? You used to be so strong.

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May 13, 2018 at 6:17 PM Flag Quote & Reply

Alienfish
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Duskfang snarled. Risingstar doesn't seem normal. That is not good. That is not good. She flitted her gaze between Poseidon's smug, victorious smirk and the donskoy's donskoyishly donskoyish form. Donskoy - even the name sounds dangerous. Why do we have stereotypes like this?

"I prefer my politeness served up-front, not through a new wound in my back," Poseidon said. If EarthClanners even know how to cause that kind of damage, that is. Has the water worn away their claws and left them only with its gurgling, babbling noise?

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May 13, 2018 at 6:20 PM Flag Quote & Reply

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