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@The Elvenqueen I posted. We don't have to write out that long of replies for each part, either. :)
Ashfall


Ashfall, surprisingly, was one of the last cats to respond to Thistlestar's call. The dappled tom stretched as he trotted up to the gathering cats, blinking his green eyes at Sorrelmask. He appeared to be rather excited to go on patrol this morning. He simply gave the other tom a twitch of the tail, sitting down as Frostpaw basically ran up to them. The apprentice didn't have a mentor yet, much to his surprise. Perhaps Thistlestar was still thinking on who to give her to.

Iceheart


"It's almost like someone deliberately puts thorns in my nest," the large tom grumbled around the thorn in his jaw, placing it on the ground and sweeping it away with his tail. Iceheart shook his head, glancing over at his apprentice. "It's best to get a bite to eat before working, now isn't it?"

Whiteclaw


Whiteclaw didn't expect his leader to join them in the warriors' den. The long-furred tom basically sat up in a heartbeat, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as his ears twitched. He had been having a good dream, but... he didn't know Cinderstar was going to storm in and ask for a border patrol. "Oh," he said wearily as he padded out of the den, shaking out his fur. "Alright... come on, Lionshine, Darkshadow, let's go."
@The Elvenqueen Posted as three for now.
Thistlestar


The sun rays of morning crept their way into the caverns that the cats of SilverClan called home. A light breeze blew through the shallow parts of the caves, carrying a crisp chill to it. Thistlestar knew that leaf-fall would soon come, and then leaf-bare would come soon after. The stocky, pale-colored tom did not know if his Clan was prepared for such a thing. For some reason, prey was scarce outside of the labyrinth, and they couldn't rely on trying to catch the scrawny bats and voles that hid away from their hungry claws.

The good thing was that the Gathering was that night. He would take a few cats with him to Frostpeak, the largest cliff within view of the two Clans. If they were to meet over the mountain peaks, it would be far too dangerous.

With a hefty sigh, the tom prowled into the main room of the caverns. There were already cats waking up, the moss hanging from their fur. Thistlestar stretched, bounding up to a flat rock at one end of the cave, where trickles of water crawled over the moist rock walls. It must have rained the night prior. "Morning border patrol," he called out. "Raindapple, take Ashfall, Sorrelmask, and Frostpaw and rescent the borders."

Iceheart


He didn't feel like waking up. Another day of working meant that he would soon become tired. But he knew that his Clan needed him, and so did his brother. If Iceheart didn't wake from his peaceful slumber, then, well, who would keep control of the Clan when someone panicked over something as minor as a tiny cough.

Iceheart yawned, stretching in his nest before rising from the gathered moss and twigs. Shaking out his pelt, his weary green eyes scanned the area about him. He wondered what they would need, for the day. But first... he needed to flatten his unruly fur. He began to give himself a few licks, his tail twitching as he felt a twig lodged within his pelt.

Emberwind


Emberwind always liked long walks through the marsh. The she-cat would get up early in the morning, picking her way through the tendrils that hid themselves in murky water. In her youth, many would tease her about her bright-colored fur, saying how she stuck out in the marsh in both leaf-bare and green-leaf. But she never cared; she always felt like she belonged in MarshClan's swamp. Sitting down on a patch of dry ground, she curled her tail around her paws and watched the darkness turn into dawn. It was always such a beautiful sight.
@The Elvenqueen I didn't add anymore warriors to SilverClan since we have so many kits already. They'll hopefully/eventually become warriors, so... :)

Also, when we RP so many characters at once (I think we should keep it at 5-6 charries max) we don't have to type long and detailed posts. That's a bit too much. XD
@The Elvenqueen Eh, I'm not too fond at starting at a Gathering. Maybe it's the day of the Gathering? :)
@The Elvenqueen I think that's fine for now. I'll start the RP today. Anything in particular you wanna involve?
Yeah it's the same way with me. No worries.
@The Elvenqueen Okay, I added a bunch of new characters to the character tab. When you make the others you wanna make, you should focus on trying to even out the genders in each Clan so there can be romance. That's what I tried to do, anyway. >.>

I think we just need more cats in MarshClan.
Name: Whiteclaw
Age: 25 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Clan: MarshClan

Personality: Mellow and soft-hearted, but can turn vicious within a heartbeat. He doesn't like SilverClan at all, so he protects the borders voraciously.
Kin: Palefeather (mother), Ravenstreak (father), Lionshine (sister), Brightleaf (sister)
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