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[color=f9ad81][h3]Spidernose[/h3]
BoulderClan 
Location: The Gathering 
Interacting with: Duststar and Maplefoot [@Dusty]
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As her leader approached her, Spidernose gave him a respectful bow of her head, tipping her head to one side in thought as she considered his question. 
[color=f9ad81] “No, Duststar, I’m afraid I haven’t seen him...” [/color] her mew was soft but riddled with concern as she scanned the crowd with sharp blue eyes, trying to locate Duststar’s kit. [color=f9ad81] “Perhaps he went hunting, and stayed back at camp?” [/color] she suggested, flicking back an ear. [color=f9ad81] “When the Gathering is over, I will help you look for him.” [/color] she promised, giving Duststar a gentle blink of her eyes, before she turned her attention to Maplefoot upon hearing the other she-cat’s announcement about Willowhisker. 

Spidernose hung her head sadly in a brief gesture of mourning for the fallen deputy, she wasn’t sure she could have called Willowhisker a friend per se, but she had been a fellow deputy for several moons and the BoulderClan cat had held high respect for her.  
[color=f9ad81] “A great loss indeed, StarClan is honoured to have her return to them.” [/color] the she-cat murmured with a nod of her head. [color=f9ad81] “Regardless, we welcome you in her stead, Maplefoot. May you serve your Clan just as well.” [/color]
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[color=ed145b][h3]Frogshade[/h3]
CliffClan 
Location: The Gathering 
Interacting with: Crowjaw [@Pennydumb123]
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Frogshade jumped a little in surprise at hearing the sudden voice beside her, the brindled she-cat’s fur standing slightly on end as she turned to blink at the tom beside her. 
[color=ed145b] “Oh, hello Crowjaw.” [/color] she greeted him warmly, always polite and friendly to other cats even if they were from another Clan. It was unusual for a LightClan cat to be so talkative, but Crowjaw was always amicable so she saw no reason to treat him with hostility. 
She followed his gaze back to Ashclaw and Cinderblaze, suppressing another uncomfortable shiver.

[color=ed145b] “I just worry about Ashclaw, he has become like a son to me.” [/color] she sighed, almost wistfully, and gave her tail a lazy flick from side to side as she turned to meet the gaze of the tom next to her so as not to be rude. [color=ed145b] “I don’t mean to speak ill of your Clanmates, Crowjaw, but LightClan is...well, it’s not exactly well known for its merciful qualities is it?” [/color] the she-cat tipped her head to one side as if studying his reaction, though she hoped that he would see the truth in her words before he chose to take offense to the statement. [color=ed145b] “And being that they cast him out and all, I just worry about him getting hurt by one of them.” [/color]
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