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Spidernose
BoulderClan
Location: The Gathering
Interacting with: Maplefoot
@Dusty,
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BoulderClan arrived third, behind OakClan and CliffClan, and Spidernose, as business-like as ever, headed straight for the bottom of the log, completely oblivious to the eyes of the CliffClan cats who were watching her. The deputy frowned, her tail twitching in a mode of agitation as she noticed the absence of the elderly OakClan leader. Of course this was not entirely unexpected, the last time she recalled seeing the leader, they had looked very frail, as if StarClan might claim them at any moment….but she was used to their presence at the Gatherings and it was unsettling to see them not there. Her shock was not abated as Maplefoot marched straight past the other deputies and leapt up onto the hollow log with the other leaders. A ripple of discontent passed through the cats down below as they flicked ears and blinked up at the brazen she-cat, Spidernose was no exception.
The BoulderClan deputy’s ears pinned back flatly against her skull as she craned her head up at the OakClan deputy.
“Maplefoot, what in StarClan are you doing?! Get down from there!” she hissed, but Maplefoot paid her no mind.
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Softwillow
CliffClan
Location: The Gathering
Interacting with: Tigerfall @Polaris North___________________________________________________________________________
Softwillow had been lost to her own daydreams, as she often did while sitting in the clearing and waiting for the other Clans to arrive. She imagined herself and her mother finally gaining the opportunity to tell Spidernose the truth, and the chance to be a family….she shook herself awake as she realised her mentor had begun speaking to her.
“Hm?” she flicked an ear, taking a moment before she fully registered the question, then in response, threw a discreet glance at the space in front of the hollow log, where the deputies gathered close to the leaders. In between the deputies of OakClan and CliffClan sat the morose-faced Spidernose.
“Oh…would it be terrible of me to admit that I do?” she admitted, a tinge of awkwardness to her mew. Softwillow had never spoken to her directly, but she had heard enough of the she-cat from the BoulderClan medicine cat. Since the former, Blazefoot (who had also been her father, but she wasn’t sure if Tigerfall knew
that much) had passed away from greencough last leafbare, his apprentice had taken over. It sounded as if no-one else in BoulderClan knew of Spidernose’s true origins. Instead, they believed her to be the kit of a loner or rogue, left on BoulderClan’s border and found by Blazefoot when he was gathering herbs.
Softwillow knew better, her mother, Frogshade, had told her so. Tigerfall knew too, for the medicine cat had been present to help with the kits’ birth. Softwillow was always grateful to the tom for looking after herself and her mother since then, even though CliffClan was welcoming and didn’t judge her heritage, she couldn’t help but sometimes feel unconfident, or not as good as her mentor or her father. Tigerfall was always patient with her and always willing to listen.
“I often dream about what it would be like to have a littermate to talk to, or laugh with...or just, anything really.” the medicine cat apprentice gave a wistful sigh.
“But somehow I don’t think that will ever happen...” ___________________________________________________________________________
Frogshade
CliffClan
Location: The Gathering
Interacting with: Ashclaw @Drakey (indirectly)___________________________________________________________________________
Frogshade followed the rest of her Clan into the clearing where the Gathering would be held, finding a patch of soft moss to lay herself down on while they waited for the other Clans to arrive. It wasn’t long before the scent of BoulderClan drifted into the clearing, and soon afterwards the cats that accompanied it. Frogshade looked up to spot the lean figure of Spidernose amongst them, beside the leader Duststar. The she-cat couldn’t help but feel her heart swell with pride at knowing both her kits were so successful in their life; one training to be a medicine cat with CliffClan and the other BoulderClan’s deputy on track to be
leader one day, of all things!
The she-cat sighed. The only thing that would make this better would be the opportunity to approach Spidernose herself to tell her how proud she was. She could congratulate the she-cat of course, but as nothing more than a senior warrior of a rival Clan paying respects to a promising youngster and offering her respect for Spidernose’s new rank. No, she could never truly tell her the pride she felt as her mother, and every day she prayed to StarClan that would change one day. She had even asked her other kit, Softwillow, to speak with them at the next meeting of the medicine cats at the Moonfall, but Softwillow had protested, telling her
“Mother, it doesn’t work like that and you know it...” Frogshade couldn’t help but tense somewhat as LightClan arrived. They had never been an amicable Clan and other cats were always on their toes about whether or not they would start a disagreement, or worse, a fight. But with the new Warrior Code in place, it was hopeful they could live a more peaceful existence. As a force of habit, she looked through the crowd of cats as LightClan intermingled with them, though only the medicine cat was talkative with members of the other Clan, spotting the familiar reddish-black pelt of her former apprentice and adopted son, Ashclaw. As she had feared, a large and brutish LightClan she-cat sauntered over to him and spoke some words to him. Frogshade stood up and stretched, meeting Ashclaw’s gaze over the LightClan cat’s shoulder and blinking slowly, an invitation that she could intervene and rescue him from her should he signal he wished her to do so.
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Cinderblaze
LightClan
Location: The Gathering
Interacting with: Ashclaw @Drakey___________________________________________________________________________
Cinderblaze trotted behind her Clan leader, the she-cat’s head held high with pride and her plume-like, black tail streaming behind her. As always, LightClan were the last Clan to arrive, cats from the other three Clans all zig zagging back and forth throughout the clearing. The warrior’s amber eyes scanned the throng of pelts and legs below her, searching out for only one. Spotting her exiled brother, Cinderblaze strutted across the clearing, tail arched high up over her back with a slight kink to the tip, and stopped in front of him.
“Well, if it isn’t my dearest brother, Ashclaw.” she purred, licking her lips as she eyed him over, noting he was still as strong as he had been before.
“How’s life in CliffClan, huh? Don’t you miss your big sister? You know, if you changed your mind I could always talk to Jaggedstar...” ___________________________________________________________________________
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