-Frostfoot-

"Wonder if Berrystar's going to finally appoint a deputy," Frostfoot said sourly to Cloudstar, "it's been long enough."

Cloudstar gave a noncomittal meow. "I'm not sure. Berrystar dropped some hints that it might be Lionfeather, but I'm not sure," she said.

"Ooh, Lionfeather! I like Lionfeather, I hope it's him, and not someone else, like Fuzzwhisker. I don't like Fuzzwhisker, he called us rabbits," Rainpelt said, making a face much like an angry rabbit.

"Nobody in their right mind would choose Fuzzwhisker. Nobody knows what he believes, and besides, he's much too young. Hasn't even had a deputy yet," Frostfoot growled.

"Quiet, he's right there," Foxsong hissed, twitching his tail over in the direction, where Roseclaw was sitting next to Fuzzwhisker.

Frostfoot curled up in a lazy heap, and propped her head on her paws to observe everyone else. A gray apprentice darted past her, followed by a dark orange tabby who jumped over Frostfoot in his pursuit of her.

"Watch it!" Frostfoot snarled.

"Rowanpaw! Tempestpaw! Come back here, you have to sit still when the leaders make announcements!" Starlingpaw meowed, running after the two apprentices.

"The new generation sure is lively, huh," Morningheart said warmly, padding over to the group, "Hey, Foxsong."

Foxsong nodded a greeting.

"Too lively," Frostfoot grumbled, "I have kits coming."

"You were the liveliest back when you were an apprentice!" Cloudstar laughed.

"Yeah, I remember the time you beat everyone in a race across the moor!" Foxsong said.

"That was back when I didn't have kits coming," Frostfoot said.

"Well, I've got to go, see you guys on the way back," Cloudstar said, standing up and walking away to talk to all the clans. 

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Morningheart--

"Rowanpaw! Tempestpaw! Come back here! You have to sit still while the leaders make announcements!" Out of the corner of her eye, Morningheart saw her sister chasing after her apprentice, Tempestpaw, and another one who smelled like ShadowClan. She turned away with a pang. Not for the first time, she wondered how to repair her relationship with her sister, then wondered if it could be repaired at this point. She sighed and made her way over to where Foxsong was sitting.

"The new generation sure is lively, huh?" Morningheart meowed, trying to distract herself. She greeted Foxsong and his companions, Cloudstar and a queen she didn't recognize.

"Too lively. I have kits coming," the queen grumbled. Cloudstar tossed a joking retort that Morningheart didn't catch, and Foxsong chimed in. Finally, the leader of WindClan stood up.

"I've got to go," she meowed. "See you guys on the way back." With that, she turned and darted toward the great oak, tail waving.

A yowl sounded through the clearing. "Let the Gathering begin!"

Starlingfur--

"What are you doing? You shouldn't be racing around like this, disrespecting the Gathering. And with a ShadowClan apprentice, no less! Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Starlingfur lashed her tail and glared down at her apprentice.

Tempestpaw squirmed. "Sorry, Starlingfur. I was just having fun!"

"Next time, you'd better learn to be more respectful, or--" A yowl interrupted her thoughts.

"Let the Gathering begin!" Starlingfur hissed.

"We'll discuss this after. Behave yourself." Tempestpaw faced the leaders and made an effort to look like she was paying attention.

"Who would like to go first?" asked Berrystar. His gaze landed on Needlestar, the leader of ShadowClan. "Needlestar, would you like to report?"

"Certainly." The grey tom stepped forward. "Newleaf has brought plenty of prey to our territory. One of our elders was lost to whitecough this leaf-bare, but we're getting back on our feet. In addition, I'd like to congratulate two of our newest apprentices: Rowanpaw and Breezepaw."

"Rowanpaw! Breezepaw!" The cats chanted their names as the two apprentices looked at their paws, embarrassed but clearly pleased. Needlestar twitched his tail to indicate he was done, and Cloudstar stepped forward. 

Cloudstar~

I nod to Needlestar and step forewards, 

"Windclan also has plenty of prey, thanks to Newleaf. Two of our apprentices became warriors. I'd like to welcome Krestleflight and Gorsefur!" 

I pause as the other clans welcom our newest warriors, they duck their heads in embarrassment and I smile softly. Announcing new warriors always reminded me of that faithful day when Birdstar welcomed me as a full warrior, in front of the Gathering.

"There was a fox on our territory, but thanks to Krestleflight, Gorsefur, Badgerclaw, and Rainpelt it was safely chased off."

More cheerful yowls echoed through the territory. 

"Careful, Littlestar," I say to Riverclan's leader. "It went off towards your territory." 

He nods and I step back, done sharing the news. Littlestar steps forwards to give his report... 

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Tempestpaw~

I try hard to listen to the leaders give their reports, but it's hard. I just can't wait for Littlestar to anounce that I'd started my apprenticship! I try hard anyways, I really don't want to disapoint Starlingfur. She was the best mentor EVER! 

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Fox~

I creep through the dark alleyways, trying not to catch the attention of the wild dogs that slept there during the night. A rat was dangling in my jaws as I leapt over a sleeping monster, heading back to camp. Crusher had told us that he was planning something, something big. Something that would get us out of this horrible place for good. 

He promised us that we would live in a sunny, grassy, and free new home. Where we wouldn't have to look out for Nofurs stealing our friends or dodge their great, gleaming monsters. I couldn't wait. And I needed to get in on the planning. This nice juicy rat ought to earn some points with him... maybe just enough so that I can tag along with the next group of cats that leave the allies.

I wanted nothing more than to get away from the dark allies that we called home and go to live in a place where I could feel grass under my paws. 

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-Roseclaw-

Roseclaw was tired from the gathering continuing later than usual. There had been a lot of apprentices and warriors to announce - Rowanpaw, Tempestpaw, Krestleflight, and Gorsefur. She was ready to go to sleep.

Her ears twitched, picking up on a faint sound. Well, she was surrounded by other warriors, but there was a faint scent in the distance, carried over the wind. Roseclaw paused for a bit, pricking up her ears to try and detect what it was.

Something was wrong. Roseclaw's fur stood up when she couldn't identify the scent.

"I feel like something's wrong," Roseclaw hissed to Fuzzwhisker, turning round and round to find where the scent had come from.

"You're paranoid-" Fuzzwhisker began, but was interrupted by a chilling screech.

Roseclaw jumped. 

"It came from Riverclan!" Berrystar yowled, breaking into a run toward the Riverclan territory.

Fuzzwhisker and Roseclaw dashed after her, followed by the rest of the clan.

Roseclaw's eyes darted around, straining to see what was going on in the distance. Flashes of fur and what sounded to be cats fighting.

Spying a tree, Roseclaw clawed her way up it, ignoring Fuzzwhisker's hiss of "What are you doing?"

She leapt lightly from a tree over to another, shadowing the clan but keeping to the camoflauged safety of the leaves.

At Riverclan camp, a full-on battle was going on. Riverclan cats that she knew were fighting desperately against rogues.

A creeping shadow appeared behind Ashfall, who was holding her own against a much larger orange tomcat with the battle scars of a rogue.

With a yowl, Roseclaw leapt into the battle, clawing at the black cat who had been sneaking up on Ashfall.

"I thought you didn't like me!" Ashfall yelped, dodging the cat she was fighting against.

"We fight side by side to protect Riverclan!" Roseclaw shrieked, clawing at the black cat.

A cry came up from the cats.

"For Riverclan!"

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Moving the plot on a little :D 

I’m just letting everyone know that I have a lot of stuff going on, so I apologize in advance for not posting very much. I’m super sorry!

@Dolphin, that's totally fine! As you can probably see, I'm not posting on here very much either.

Starlingfur--

The rogues had them outflanked, surrounded on all sides by cats. But RiverClan wasn't going down without a fight.

Starlingfur leapt into the battle, slashing at a grey she-cat, who bared her teeth in hatred. She responded by diving toward Starlingfur's throat, but Starlingfur ducked away just in time.

Filthy rogues! All around her, cats were being hit hard and fast by enemies who melted into the shadows as soon as they had come. She fought as hard as she dared, but couldn't help but notice the wounds gathering on her pelt.

Just then, a cry echoed from the opposite side of the clearing. "For RiverClan!" Out of the corner of her eye, Starlingfur saw a knot of ThunderClan warriors charging into camp, driving back the rogues. Then the enemies recouped and swarmed forward. Starlingfur curled her lip. Her Clan didn't need help from any softhearted ThunderClan cats! Nevertheless, she grudgingly stepped back to rest a moment.

Her heart froze as Morningheart padded up to her.

Morningheart--

Cats were fighting, all around, and Morningheart had to help them. Herbs clutched in her jaw, she stood beside her den as wounded cats approached and treated their injuries, hoping they'd survive the battle.

Then, as ThunderClan arrived, she saw her sister back away. Starlingfur had her teeth bared, but her coat was slashed in as many as a dozen places. Morningheart had to help.

She rushed across the clearing, dodging attacks from snarling rogues. Clan cats would never attack a medicine cat, but she figured attacking was a way of life for these enemies, never mind who was on the other end. Finally, she ducked through the crowd and reached her sister's side.

"You're hurt," she meowed, trying to act nonchalant. Starlingfur, predictably, glared.

"I'm fine, thank you. Go somewhere else."

"No, I won't. I'm staying." Starlingfur grumbled, but allowed her sister to clean her pelt and lay cobweb along the more serious wounds. Morningheart finished and offered a smile.

"You're fine." Her sister snorted.

"I was fine before. Now you really have to get going." 

*claws way out of a mound of school work*

Oof. School's started, so I probably won't be posting during the weekdays! So, don't be too alarmed if I haven't posted yet... just busy with school is all.

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Temestpaw:

I couldn't believe it! Riverclan was being attacked by rouges, on a Gathering night no less! It was my first battle ever and I was could feel the adrenaline rushing through my body, one swipe on a rogue here. Another swipe on a rogue their... but their was too many of them!

I soon found myself backed up into a corner, next to a silver Thunderclan tabby. He was fighting the rouges and was smacking them down with heavy blows from his hind feet. I'd never seen anycat fight like that! 

I fought with him, now enemies were allies against the greater threat of rogues. It wasn't long before the rogues left our camp, and I collapsed onto the ground. Exhasted but thrilled. I'd survived the fight!

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Short little post, isn't it cute?  

-Roseclaw-

Roseclaw sat there, panting. The aftermath of the battle had been bloody, exhausting, but victorious. No casualties. At all. The rogues hadn't received any casualties either, at least, not that Roseclaw knew of.

However, several cats were dangerously close to Starclan, so Roseclaw spent the next few hours rushing to find medicinal herbs and moss and help clean up. As she dropped the last bit of cobwebs down at Morningheart's feet, she spotted Fuzzwhisker skulking at the edges of the camp.

I should ask him about the rogues right now.

Twitching her tail in a quick goodbye, Roseclaw scampered off to where Fuzzwhisker was.

"U-um, Fuzzwhisker," Roseclaw began.

"What?!" Fuzzwhisker snarled harshly, turning around at her.

Roseclaw yelped. "U-um, I was, just, um, wondering," she said, her teeth chattering, "i-if you knew anything, um, about, about the attack!"

Fuzzwhisker flicked his tail dismissively. "Of course not. Why would I know anything about the attack?" he said.

Roseclaw nodded hurriedly, though she sensed that this wasn't exactly the full truth. The way he shifted his paws, the way he looked at her directly, even though he normally acted as if she was only a mouse. He wasn't telling the truth. Or, the whole truth, at any rate.

"O-okay, just checking!" Roseclaw exclaimed, and ran off to the forest to gather more herbs.

As she ran lightly over the mess of twigs and leaves on the forest floor, Roseclaw sensed someone in front of her, slowing to a stop right in time.

The other cat didn't, barreling straight into Roseclaw and knocking her over.

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idc who this cat is, someone can be them or something 

Ashfall 

Roseclaw fought beside me. Saved my life. Said that against rouges, our differences didn’t matter. I’m stunned. Then I see Hawkfang, down, bleeding. I race over to him. “Don’t die don’t die don’t die!” “I’m not going to die! It’s just a scratch!” He tries to stand up, and topples into me. “It is not. Just. A scratch!” I look around for a medicine cat. 

Hawkfang

She’s worried. I stand up again, and don’t fall this time. I lick my wound, and tell her, “Go find some cobwebs.” She looks at me, concerned. “I’ll be fine. Go!”