December Gathering

[Wildheart]

A sleek black she-cat led EmberClan through the snow to Fourstones. The great four peaks of rock were finally visable after the long trudge through the cold snow. Darkstar hated snow. She hated leafbare too, though she knew there could be no other seasons without it.

She jumped into the hollow, the shadows of the stones contrasting with the bright snow, which glittered under the light of the full moon. With a brush of her tail over the snow, she sat down in the shadow of EmberClan's stone and waited for the rest of the clans to arrive.

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Contrasting with the white powdery snow, the small and sleek red tom was like a bloodspot on the otherwise perfect landscape. High above him, the moon shone down, full at last. This was going to be his first gathering as a leader, and in order to make sure everything at home was safe; Infernostar had decided to leave his deputy there, as well as some of the more powerful warriors. You couldn’t trust anyone these days, and even within his clan, there were some cats the red tom would keep an eye on. Dark eyes, almost black, watched from the shadows as EmberClan arrived, amused almost, if that was even possible. This snow, it was putting him in a bad mood, not that anyone outside of the clan knew that. With his cool, amused expression, Infernostar could be happy, sad, mad, you just couldn’t tell; a face he had mastered a long time ago. There was going to be a lot of excitement when he entered; he hadn’t been the deputy of LeafClan for a while, many thought him to be dead. And without having the old deputy be leader and he deputy again, well, not everyone was going to be too happy about that. Not to mention, for some reason, it was almost as though they viewed him as a threat.

Grinning a sharp grin in the darkness of shadows, he hadn’t wanted to be first with EmberClan so close, Infernostar flicked his tail sharply, and led his clan out into the snow, furious as he felt the cold on his paws. He hated cold, anything to do with leafbare. The lack of prey, how it seemed to snow every day and just the cold. He would take the heat any time over this. Head raised, the red tom grinned lazily as he trotted into the clearing, looking at ease as ever doing so. With a single, powerful leap, Infernostar jumped onto the LeafClan stone, brushing off the snow with a single lash of his tail, and then settling back. Appearances were going to be everything this time; he couldn’t be seen as too dark, but he couldn’t be too weak either; a fine line to tread. He knew being without a deputy was going to arouse some suspicions, some rumors. Bring them on, appearances didn’t have to be good; if there was enough fear, then maybe he would be respected as a leader without too many problems from the other clans.

”Good evening Darkstar.” Infernostar said in a civil tone, dark eyes sparked slightly, though with what who knows what. He had learned a long time ago it was easiest to leave them guess; he had learned a lot a long time ago it seemed. Glancing down at the deputy spot, where Somberthought, the deputy of EmberClan, sat, Infernostar held back a hiss, raising his head to look at the full moon, as if to draw patience from it; unaware that when Somberthought had seen Infernostar, he had done the same thing. What had happened to Illusionbreak, the small but interesting tom that had previously been deputy, a cat that at least didn’t test his patience with every passing moment? Smiling tightly up at the sky, Infernostar took a deep breath of the chilly air, and shook his head. How he hated this weather.
”Leafbare is a pain.” He said to himself, flicking the snow off his paws with a single shake. At least it had finally stopped snowing for the night; he had been worried about some of the elders. It was harder for them in this weather, and the kits hated being cooped up. Life was…tense, at the moment, but being the master of disguise, the small red tom wouldn’t ever allude to that, not with his relaxed figure and faint grin.

No matter how hard the grin was to manage….

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[Swiftpath]

Foxstorm
A slender shape appeared in the hollow, the orange fur like a fire in he light of the full moon. Once it was in the hollow, the light showed it's face.
Foxstorm sat in the middle, not talking to anyone, despite the fact that there were only two leaders there, it was unusual for a cat to do that.

Not unusual for him, though, his dark personality came with shyness, quietness.
Silence.
To him, it showed his sophistication, his formal attitude, his intelligence. To others, it may seem a bit weird, like Foxstorm would have something wrong with the gatherings, supposedly there were for talking for the other clans.
Again, that was not what he thought of it. He thought of it as an order, he wouldn't go to the gatherings if he had a choice, since he was loyal, he must follow the leader's orders. Sadly.

The EmberClan cat sat down on the soft sand of the hollow, no grass for him, his pelt was neatly licked down, and he didn't want any grass stains or brush ruffling up his pelt.
Curse nature.
Foxstorm looked up at the two leaders, Darkstar and Infernostar.....
What was an Inferno anyway? It didn't matter, that was LeafClan's buisness. Either that, or Foxstorm just didn't have the knowledge of it.
No way, he knew everything. Or, that's what he thought, anyway. No one else's thought mattered. Only his.

Foxstorm let out a little snort of agreement with himself. The tom's dark amber eyes blazed, while he licked his dark orange paws out of sheer boredom.

[Talonheart]

talonstar wated at the edge of the forest looking at the clan cats all ready into the meeting.the full moon was out. she un like some of the other leaders did not feel the cold nip of the winters breez. she had spent half her life so far in alley ways and squaller cold and hungry.she had come to the clan cats when she was what they cald a apprentice. they did not teack here much because she had ben rased fighting by here father scourge until he died. she had risen quickly. and now today she was leader of moonclan.

not taking but a moment to reminess she plunged in to the meeting area and lepted upon the moonclan rock. lets get this over with shail we! she truned to derk star and asked if her kin were here. she looked in the crowed to spot here newly found brother scarheart. she also looked to the new leader of leafclan and snikered under her breath.

[Swiftpath]

Swiftpath
Swiftpath ran down to the hollow, where only few cats stood. The medicine cat's paws rested lightly on the snow, the cold frost tingling her paws. Her body was warm, despite the freezing temperature, because of her medium-long tabby fur. Thank StarClan too, from the looks of most the other cats, the Leaf-bare weather had gotten to them, making them shiver and tremble.

Swiftpath bounded to the leaders' rocks to greet them.
"Hello, Darkstar, Infernostar, Talonstar." she meowed.
Padding back, she went to the special spot in the hollow. The spot that had been her favorite when she was a 'paw. Good memories, Lightningpaw and Maplepaw... what had happened to them? Ah, well. Cats move on.

The spot now covered in snow, Swiftpath brushed the frost away with her paws, the ground starting to show.
Done.
The MoonClan she-cat lied down, her paws itching to talk to someone.

[Wildheart]

OOC ;; I totally forgot about LightningxxMaple XD

BIC ;;

Darkstar dipped her head to the many gathering cats. "We can't start without Leafstar, Talonstar. You know that."

The slim black she-cat turned to a small red tom. Her green eyes widened. "Hello, Infernoblaze," she ignored his hostility towards her new deputy. "Where is Mothstar?"

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[I'm going to wait for Leafstar before posting. ]

[Wildheart]

OOC ;; Okey dokey

[~*Leafstar*~]

((so so sorry school and stuff had happen))
A dark tabby with bright blue eyes led her clan to the gathering. They knew they had been just a little late as they entered the clearing. She climbed up her rock and watched as her clan settled. Looking at Darkstar the she-cat flicked her ears''Sorry for being late.''

[Talonheart]

yes well i would not let it happen again if i were you. because not only are you puting your clan in danger of sickness but my clan as well. so on that note why dont we start this damn meeting and git on with our lives shail we.

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”Good evening Swiftpath.” Infernostar said, dipping his head in greeting. Social on the outside, the tom really didn’t mind being surrounded by so many cats; he had been searching for something that he didn’t find for many moons before this, and hadn’t had the chance to get annoyed with being around others. Comfortable on his spot, Infernostar flicked his ears slightly as he heard Talonstar’s snicker; that was new as well. Last he had checked, it had been Wolfstar that was leader, oh well though, times changed in the forest, no matter how hard one tried to keep everything that same. The good old days were just that; and were to never be again. He had moved up the social ladder, and was quite happy with his position, even if it hadn’t been won all too fairly. The tom he had been fighting against was young, inexperienced in the world of fighting, but a good deputy none the less. Stone was not going to get to Infernostar though; there was no doubt in his mind that the rogue was going to return to their camps some day. For the moment though, he kept that knowelege to himself, knowing that if the other clans fell, he could strike with LeafClan and gain their territory for his own.

Ears swiveling toward Darkstar, Infernostar’s dark eyes revealed nothing as he spoke.
”StarClan. Her wounds didn’t heal from the rogue attack.” He said with a shrug, though there was sorrow in his voice. Yes, he had been friends with Mothstar even before she had become leader, and her death did hurt him, but it did much more then just that. Because of that death, he only felt his hatred toward rogues intensify, blaming them for what had happened. If he ever caught sight of who did that to his friend, then he would make sure that they didn’t see another day, the code didn’t bind him the same ways it bound everyone else. Sometimes it was a shock to know that StarClan had actually accepted him and allowed him to get his nine lives.
”What happened to Illusionbreak?” he asked, curious to know why the cat he hated the most was in deputy position, instead of the calm black and white tom that he had first observed on one of his many travels. The tom had been small, but he hadn’t been a pushover—Infernostar had liked the other cat in the sense that he could tolerate the other’s presence.

Ah, it seemed as though Leafstar had finally arrived, about time. He didn’t like it when cats failed to meet on time, and she was more than a little late. They could have had the gathering finished by now; typical Infernostar annoyance. Before he had the chance to say anything though, Talonstar spoke, and Infernostar had to hold back a grin. The MoonClan leader was hostile to pretty much everyone, and when it wasn’t turned on him for some reason, Infernostar enjoyed it. Plus, he didn’t have to say anything about Leafstar being late, rather, his dark eyes watched the cats mingle below; wondering what would happen if they ever united forces. It would be messy, because none of the leaders would want to step down to another; that was pretty much giving that cat control over everyone. Gaze flicking back to Talonstar, he nodded his agreement. This gathering had been going on for too long, it was time to end it, so he could go back to worrying about his clan, and all the fun stuff that came with being a leader. It was just amazing how fast things fell back into place when it came to simple tasks that he had preformed back when he was a deputy, despite the break when he was off on his quest.

”After you.” Infernostar said, offering the main stone to Talonstar politely.

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