#SorrelClan

[sirpoopy2]

Little thing while I struggle to tween lol

I put multiple clangen blogs that I want to edit in this as a sneak peek ig. In order of appearance we have,

Snowfrost is from @whispering-clan

Comfreyreed is from @sorrelclan

Crowstar is from @sporeclan

Conifersun is from @castaway-clan

Belle is from @almaraclan

Rimebat is from @ashpaw-is-alone

Wisteria is from @rookclan

Sheeppaw is from @silkclan

Honorable mentions I wanted to add: Rivercall from castaway-clan and Fireroar from mooseclan. I didn’t have room for them </3

[seedclan]

The Gathering is next, and why not take a look at the four clans that attend it?

[nonbinary-weirdo]

Weedheart is so CUTE!!!

[sorrelclangen]

Moon 6

NOTABLE EVENTS:

Whitewing has gotten a stomachache

Burdock and plantain and moss were collected

An injured kitty pet is found on the thunderpath and brought back to Sorrelclan. She joined with the name Silkfleck.

This will be a full log of the events and patrols of Sorrelclan on moon 6 so warning that it is long

Events:

Whitewing has gotten a stomachache

Whitewing thinks they can tell Inkybone something important

Snowstar helps Emberflint pick burrs out of their fur

Snowstar apprecieats how Rookwave always seems to ask how they're doing

Fallowfreckle is having a wonderful time discussing recent Clan news with Inkybone

Reedpaw is complaining that Greenpaw never does anything helpful

Inkybone promises to teach Greenpaw a new technique later

Greenpaw had a difficult conversation with Fallowfreckle and they now have a deeper understanding of each other

Pinedapple, Whitewing, and Inkybone took a sunbath and had a little small talk

Pinedapple doesn't think that Greenpaw has been completely honest lately

Emberflint doesn't think that Fallowfreckle has been completely honest lately

Emberflint challenged Rookwave to spar with them

Cats and their whims

Snowstar

Wonders how Fallowfreckle is doing

Rookwave

Wonders how Whitewing is doing

Emberflint

Stays composed when treating a severe injury

Inkybone

Is hoping Rookwave assigns them to the next patrol

Pinedapple

Is grunting rudely at passersby

Whitewing

Wonders why others snap back at them

Fallowfreckle

Is hoping Snowstar notices their improvement

Greenpaw

Is eavesdropping on Emberflint

Reedpaw

Is hoping Rookwave won't assign them to the next patrol

Patrols

-- Patrol leader: Emberflint

-- Patrol members: Reedpaw, Rookwave

-- Patrol skills: good teacher, extremely smart

-- Patrol traits: calm, responsible, bold

As leaf-fall starts to hint at the cold soon to come, the burdock plants begin to wilt. Emberflint heads out to replenish the Clan's stocks, bringing along anyone who isn't too busy with other work.

The rains have made the soil loose and good for digging. While finding burdock plants is starting to become harder, at least it's easy to harvest the roots when they do come across some. It's a long afternoon, but a productive, light-hearted one, filled with smiles and jokes as the obliging cats fallow Emberflint's direction to cart everything home. Emberflint is amused to find some plaintain leaves in the mix as they're sorting later.

-- Patrol leader: Snowstar

-- Patrol members: Whitewing

-- Patrol skills: Fantastic hunter, excellent speaker

-- Patrol traits: responsible, cold

Your patrol catches the scent of a red fox. Tracking it, they find the animal feeding on a mountain goat kid carcass. It's impossible to say whether the fox killed or found it

The patrol launches into battle, but with so few cats it's exhausting trying to keep the fox and its snapping jaws on the defensive. In an act of daring bravery, Snowstar darts low to the ground, gets under the jaws, and sinks their teeth into the fox's throat. It's only one bite, but the fox has had enough and flees.

-- Patrol leader: Fallowfreckle

-- Patrol members: Greenpaw

-- Patrol skills: great hunter

-- Patrol traits: charismatic, responsible

Fallowfreckle takes Greenpaw out of camp to gather moss.

Fallowfreckle patiently shows Greenpaw the best places to gather moss. They show them how to gather it, and explain to Greenpaw that by doing this they would gain muscles and strength necessary to be a great warrior.

-- Patrol leader: Pinedapple

-- Patrol members: Inkybone

-- Patrol skills: good fighter, good hunter

-- Patrol traits: responsible, cold

Inkybone finds a wounded cat near the Thunderpath.

The patrol approaches the injured cat and sees signs of life. Alarmed, they gently pick up the cat and take them back to camp to be treated by the medicine cat. The grateful cat decides to join the Clan.

Silkfleck has joined Sorrelclan

(Sorrelclan's reputation towards outsiders has improved)

[havocs-wc-stuff]

hey! I haven't updated this blog in such a long time... oops.

long story short is that i kinda lost interest in sorrelclan, as well as clangen in general for a while, but I'm coming back and hopefully gonna keep interest in it for a while with a new clan :P

post about them coming soon, I already have some art done of the founders. sorry to the handful of people who followed me earlier and then got ghosted T_T

[seedclan]

Year 1 - Moon 3 - Greenleaf

Howlpaw's tail was held high as he followed after his clanmates through the grotto and to the beautiful flower field. He craned his neck, wide green eyes looking for a particular spotted tom. As he caught sight of his target, Howlpaw quickened his pace, falling in line beside his fellow apprentice.

"Softpaw! Hey, you didn't introduce me to the other apprentices at the last Gathering. Can I tail you when you go to say hi?" he asked earnestly.

Softpaw's ear twitched, the older apprentice looking incredulously at Howlpaw. "When I say hi? Howlpaw, I don't say hi. The Gathering is a formality, but there's no point making friends with cats you may have to fight."

"That's not what Kestrelstar said," Howlpaw argued, frowning as he flicked his gaze ahead. "Well fine, if you're going to be like that. I'll just introduce myself without your help."

A mrow of laughter caught Howlpaw off guard, Softpaw not even attempting to muffle his snickering as he rolled his eyes. "Ok Howlpaw. I'll see you at Dandelion Memorial. Good luck." Softpaw trotted ahead after Goldeniris and Honeyeagle, his tail tip flicking to hit Howlpaw's nose.

The gray apprentice jumped, swatting at the air where the tail once was, before huffing. As his fur began to lie flat, he gave himself a few quick licks before eyeing the gathered cats. He eventually noticed a smaller, younger looking tom. He was white and spotted with pale brown patches, standing alone.

Maybe he's nervous to meet other apprentices, just like me!

With a steady breath, Howlpaw trotted over with his head raised high, flicking his tail in greeting. "Hello there! I'm Howlpaw of SeedClan. Are you..." He paused only a moment, scenting the air. "...a SorrelClan apprentice?"

"I am." The tom's smile was small. He dipped his head in greeting to Howlpaw. "My name is Bumblepaw. I've been training for 4 moons now under Cranefang. You train under Kestrelstar, don't you?"

Howlpaw's eyes widened. "Wow, you know a lot!"

Bumblepaw purred with a small laugh. "Word gets around, especially when a leader trains an apprentice."

Pride swelled within him, Howlpaw unable to keep from flattening his ears with a show of embarrassment. He opened his mouth to speak further, but was interrupted by a flash of gray nudging her way between them, a bright smile on her face.

"Hi there! Socializing today, huh? Ooh, I'm glad there's a SeedClan cat willing to chat. That Softpaw is always telling me to bug off." She laughed loud enough to make Howlpaw duck his head, wary of others around them who glanced over with somewhat annoyed glances.

The dark gray tabby waved her plume-like tail. "I'm Rainpaw - CoyoteClan apprentice. I see you've met Bumblepaw. Got any scoop for me before the Gathering starts?"

Blinking at her in shock, Howlpaw stuttered. "I don't think uh- I mean I think that's Kestrelstar's job, not mine. That is uh..." He glanced away. While he was glad they were friendly, he hadn't exactly expected this.

"Rainpaw, quiet down," Bumblepaw whispered calmly. He nodded ahead to the Leaders, who stood proud as a hushed silence fell over the group. Howlpaw too straightened up, turning to pay attention.

The Gathering was starting.

Ryestar stepped forward, setting a Petunia down before his paws. "CoyoteClan is steadily recovering from the flood. Plummoon has taken up his deputy duties, but unfortunately we ran into a nasty fox that managed to mangle his leg. Lakeburn says he will make a full recovery." Murmurs of well wishes were exchanged, a few glances being cast towards Rainpaw, causing Howlpaw to glance at her as well.

Ryestar continued. "Rainpaw bravely finished chasing the fox off, and helped her mentor back to camp. I would like to acknowledge her tonight and thank her for protecting our new deputy."

Wow! Howlpaw gazed at Rainpaw with admiration. He couldn't imagine chasing off a fox and taking care of Kestrelstar like that. And her mentor was a deputy! Rainpaw was pretty amazing!

The she-cat noticed his look, puffing out her chest with a smile of delight. "You should've seen the way it yipped when it turned tail and ran. It won't mess with CoyoteClan again, that's for sure!"

As Ryestar stepped back, Whisperstar went next, the CherryClan leader dropping her pinkish colored flower to the ground. "For this Gathering, I bring Gladiolus. It represents strength and growth, which I believe CherryClan has been experiencing. We will not let hardships keep us down." Her voice sounded more powerful, making the raspy tone that betrayed her age. "CherryClan welcomes a new apprentice. Icepaw has been apprenticed to my deputy, Quiverwatcher, and we believe he will continue to uphold CherryClan's values."

Icepaw?

There was a new apprentice in CherryClan? That meant he was just a moon younger than Howlpaw! He'd have to say hi and congratulate him before they left.

"Icepaw! Icepaw! Icepaw!" the gathering cheered, Howlpaw raising his voice as he craned his neck and looked around for the apprentice.

He finally spotted him. A spiky white tom stood fierce and proud, a smile not even cracking his features. Howlpaw could see why he was named Icepaw. His eyes were like sunlit ice, and his cold exterior and white pelt made him fit for the chills of leafbare.

"We also have a new member of our clan. Apricotfeather has moved to the nursery with kits, but we have learned her mate is an outsider. As the code is to protect kits, we have taken him in to strengthen our ranks, as will the kits when they are born."

Chivestar's lips curled back in a snarl, and Ryestar even seemed surprised. "You took in an outsider, even after Bushclaw's death?" he asked warily.

"Churro has already proven his innocence," hissed Whisperstar, not explaining herself further. "Apricotfeather has suffered enough this past moon." Her fur bristled, before she stiffened and straightened herself. "And unfortunately, so have we. The truth is that twolegs came into our territory... and they managed to capture Tadpolefern. He was taken."

Everyone gasped, fur bristling as panic seemed to rise from the crowd.

"T-Taken?" a white SorrelClan she-cat timidly cried out

"Does CherryClan not protect their own?!" snarled Quillbeak.

"Silence!" Whisperstar cried, lashing her tail as her silver eyes betrayed the pain she felt. "CherryClan is feeling great shame. We loved Tadpolefern, and we have sent countless patrols out in search of Twolegs. But alas it hasn't led to any success..." She trailed off, sighing. "CherryClan is rebuilding, but with what is sounding like a large litter, we will be stronger than ever," she insisted, admittedly rather defensive.

"I also have a warning to my fellow clan cats." Whisperstar's voice was stern and serious. "As you may have noticed, our medicine cat Maplefern has been absent two Gatherings now. I'm informing you all now that she has been exiled from CherryClan."

Howlpaw's ears flattened as shocked whispers flooded the clearing. His pelt felt hot, knowing well where Maplefern was. He lowered his head, yet kept his eyes looking at Whisperstar as she continued to speak.

"As is the code of Healers, they must not take mates, nor carry kits, as it impedes upon their relationship with StarClan. When we learned she had been seeing a loner, she lost her rights to our support."

Kestrelstar eyed the white she-cat, frowning. Her demeanor did not go unnoticed, as Whisperstar glared back. "Do you have something to say, Kestrelstar?"

"Only if you're finished," Kestrelstar replied coolly, voice muffled by the large yellow flower she carried.

Whisperstar huffed and stepped back, eyeing the SeedClan leader with her silver eyes as they traded places. Kestrelstar set her offering down, raising her tail as she gazed upon the gathered cats.

"I have brought a Sunflower because SeedClan has unwavering faith, and are looking towards the light that is the sun. This past moon has brought change, but we are strong and certain in our actions." She took a soft breath, puffing out her chest as she spoke. "The truth is that SeedClan has taken in Maplefern."

"You what?!" Whisperstar bared her fangs, silver eyes blazing with fury. "Does SeedClan spat in the face of StarClan's word?"

"I should be asking CherryClan that," Kestrelstar hissed back without hesitation. "Does CherryClan leave kits to die and fend for themselves?"

Whisperstar sat upright in shock. "Kits? What do you mean?"

"Maplefern had kits with her. They appeared to be almost 2 moons old. She most certainly had to have been pregnant when you cast her out." Kestrelstar's amber eyes hardened. "Maplefern may have broken the healer code, but she is still a queen, and the code says to never neglect the innocent."

CherryClan cats spoke up, eyes wide with horror.

"We didn't know!" Icepaw declared, catching Howlpaw's attention. He was surprised a new apprentice would speak out so loudly. But the white tom stood tall, not even flinching as the other cats gazed at him. "CherryClan would never harm innocent kits!"

Kestrelstar waved her tail for silence. "We have been taking care of Maplefern and her kits. While it is Maplefern's decision, we believe the kits will grow into fine warriors of SeedClan, unless CherryClan wants to change their mind?"

A hushed silence fell through the air. A look of shame was plastered on Whisperstar's face. She lowered her head before shaking it. "We will start no conflict over the kits. I admit the wrong I have done to Maplefern." Her voice hardened as she met Kestrelstar's gaze though. "However, she is not welcomed back in CherryClan. While she should've been taken care of as a mother, she has chosen to flee rather than use the code that would've saved her. CherryClan wants no part of her, nor her kits after her banishment."

"I want to apologize too," Ryestar spoke up. The elderly tom would stand as she looked to Kestrelstar. "Maplefern came to CoyoteClan asking for herbs, but we did not give them to her. Her kits were no where in sight when she came, and she didn't speak of them to us. Had we known, we would've provided her the care she needed."

Kestrelstar appeared unimpressed, glaring at both of them. "She was injured. Did you not know that either?"

To her surprise, Ryestar shook his head. "She smelled like garlic actually when she came. She looked to be in fine condition, and merely left when we explained we didn't have herbs to spare. We weren't even aware of her banishment at that point in time."

Howlpaw tilted his head in confusion. Why would Maplefern not tell those around her the full story? She could've gotten help so easily it sounded like, and yet she hid her kits and what happened. It was like Softpaw had caught her or something.

Kestrelstar dipped her head, accepting Ryestar's answer, albeit with a still displeased expression. With a soft sigh, she continued to speak. "Softpaw completed his Border Trial, bringing him closer to becoming a warrior of our clan. This is where he found Maplefern, escorting her back to camp without conflict. With her came her three kits - Slatekit, Bluekit, and Hollowkit."

The gathered cats seemed restless, surprised still with all they had heard so far. However, as Chivestar stood up for his turn, his uncharacteristically hostile expression caused near everyone to hush up. As he set down the Forget-Me-Not, everyone seemed to stiffen.

"SorrelClan is in mourning. While our apprentice Bumblepaw completed his Training Trial, we bring unfortunate news of the death of our sole Healer, Fireleopard."

Most seemed to murmur condolences. The tom was rather old after all, but with no apprentice to follow in his pawsteps, what would SorrelClan do?

Chivestar continued. "We are not without a Healer though. Icywish has stepped forward, volunteering to become a Healer after Fireleopard's passing. She has already begun receiving additional training from Lakeburn of CoyoteClan, however Icywish has impressed us with her knowledge of healing and herbs she already knew."

Kestrelstar spoke up. "Chivestar, know if Icywish needs any further training, Fallendapple is very able."

"I'm afraid I'll have to pass, but thank you, Kestrelstar." Chivestar's voice was short and curt. Howlpaw noticed the way Kestrelstar's pelt prickled in surprise, before she dipped her head with a nod.

"But while Fireleopard was old, it was not StarClan who came for him," he declared, green eyes looking to Whisperstar. "We found Fireleopard on the CherryClan border. Do you care to explain yourself, Whisperstar?"

It was one surprise after the other, the cats bristling in shock as they begun to turn on each other. Bumblepaw remained calm as he sat with the other apprentices, but his green eyes shifted to look over at Icepaw, who was lashing his tail in fury.

"Are you accusing CherryClan of killing a Healer?!" Whisperstar spat.

"Well you're willing to cast out kits. What other rules of the code are you breaking?" Chivestar snarled back, lashing his tail as he approached the CherryClan leader.

"Chivestar!" "Whisperstar!"

Kestrelstar pushed herself against Chivestar, nudging him back with a growl. Ryestar's form towered over Whisperstar, pleading for the she-cat to not launch herself at the SorrelClan leader.

Whisperstar huffed. "I'm sorry for your loss. You have my condolences, really. But CherryClan had no part of it. Though perhaps if SorrelClan cats are such fox-hearts, they deserve to lose a life to even the score."

"Why you-!" Chivestar raised his haunches, but Kestrelstar blocked him, giving him a pleading gaze. The gray tom seemed to stare at her, before flattening his ears and looking to his clan.

"SorrelClan, we're leaving!" he called, trudging ahead and smacking his tail against Kestrelstar as he left. The SeedClan leader flinched, amber eyes wide.

Howlpaw shifted uncomfortably. He and Rainpaw both glanced over at Bumblepaw, who stood up without a word.

"Yeah, turn tail and run back to your camp!"

Looking up with a shocked gaze, Howlpaw saw the spiky white form of Icepaw pushing his way through the crowd. He bared his fangs, snarling at Bumblepaw, who was far bigger than the new apprentice. "Your leader is a liar. Fight me here and now and we'll settle this!"

Bumblepaw's expression barely shifted. It was only now that Howlpaw noticed his smile didn't reach his eyes, and that his green gaze was cold and lifeless.

"I wouldn't waste my time on a scrap of fur like you," he murmured, voice velvety smooth. He dipped his head to Howlpaw and Rainpaw, before turning to leave.

Rainpaw look stunned, mouth agape in a grin. Despite the terror sweeping through Howlpaw, Rainpaw seemed to be relishing in this animosity.

Maybe because it's not her clan...

Icepaw snarled, glancing at Howlpaw and Rainpaw before puffing himself up to look bigger. Even when he did though, he was easily the smallest still.

"Ah um, hi!" Howlpaw greeted, offering a nervous but friendly smile. Icepaw looked ready to claw his fur off, but Howlpaw wasn't sure what else to do. The white tom would glare before turning around and sauntering off, lashing his tail in annoyance.

Rainpaw craned her neck to watch him go, before snickering. "Wow, now that was a dramatic gathering. Phew, I'll have a lot to tell Plummoon about."

"Are you not scared? Or feeling um... bad for everyone?" Howlpaw asked, astonished at first before trailing off into a more meek and nervous tone.

"Well it doesn't affect my clan," she spoke simply. Rainpaw flicked her ear before nudging Howlpaw with a smile. "Yours just grazed some trouble though. Congrats on your new Healer and kit combo though. And hey, let's chat more next time." The dark gray tabby would perk up as a ginger she cat raised her tail to follow. "I gotta go, but see ya around, Howlpaw."

And just like that, he was alone. He saw the rest of his clan leaving, Kestrelstar at the helm. Her eyes looked troubled, trained ahead as her tail lashed with irritation. Howlpaw felt a knot within his stomach, tightening with every pawstep. He gulped, uncertainty clear in his dark colored gaze.

Maybe Softpaw was right...

[nonbinary-weirdo]

I'm in LOVE with this design for Goldgrass! 🥰

[nonbinary-weirdo]

ClanGen Mobile Edition

SorrelClan in the plains

[seedclan]

Allegiances

Four different clangen files are being used for this project. While mostly following SeedClan, the activities of SorrelClan, CoyoteClan, and CherryClan may also be featured at times.

The following rules are in place for these files:

No restarting the file. Save file manipulation will only occur to move exiled cats back in for story, add an adopted parent to an orphaned kit, or remove a leader’s life due to war.

Decision to proceed, do not proceed, or antagonize during events is decided by the cat’s personality type.

As is tradition in these clans, apprentices must pass a trial before they receive their name. An apprentice must survive a solo border, hunting, and training trip (w/ proceed option chosen), as well as assist the medicine cat with their duties to earn their warrior name.

Allow mass extinction events.

Allow leaders to automatically choose a new deputy. This decision will not be manipulated by the player.

Cats choose their own path of life. Allow apprentices, warriors and elders to choose to become mediators/medicine cats. Cats can choose to retire. Cats choose their own mates. Allow affairs and mate switches.

Experienced based apprentice graduation is turned on.

Patrolling is based on Moon Events. Cats who “wish to be alone” will do a solo trip. If the relationship event describes hunting, or desiring to hunt in the cat’s profile, then they will have those respective duties. The exception to this is apprentices for their choice of trial completion.

Same sex cats cannot have kits, but may adopt or get a surrogate (happens if kits are found w/o a mother).

Disabled romantic interactions with former mentors and first cousins.

SeedClan

Leader:

Kestrelstar - dark gray tabby she-cat with dark amber eyes Apprentice: Howlpaw

Deputy:

Honeyeagle - bright ginger tabby tom with amber eyes

Healer:

Fallendapple - long furred speckled light brown she-cat with bright blue eyes

Mediator:

None

Warriors:

Goldeniris: black and dark ginger tortoiseshell she-cat with one gold and one blue eye Apprentice: Softpaw

Quillbeak: long furred pale tabby and white tom with dark amber eyes

Apprentices:

Softpaw: white and golden speckled tom with silver eyes

Howlpaw: black speckled tom with hazel eyes

Queens:

Maplefern - black and white she-cat with yellow eyes. Former CherryClan Medicine Cat. Mother of Bluekit, Hollowkit, and Slatekit.

Kits:

Bluekit - marbled black tabby tom with bright blue eyes.

Slatekit - dark gray spotted tabby tom with yellow eyes

Hollowkit - dark brown and white tom with yellow eyes

Elders:

None

SorrelClan

Leader:

Chivestar - gray tabby tom with hazel eyes

Deputy:

Ochreclaw - pale and brown mottled tortoiseshell she-cat with yellow eyes

Healer:

Icywish: unusually spotted dark brown and white she-cat with pale blue eyes

Mediator:

None

Warriors:

Floodthrift: pale gray tabby and white tom with gray eyes

Cranefang: white she-cat with black patches on her face and dark blue eyes Apprentice: Bumblepaw

Apprentices:

Bumblepaw: light brown and white tom with dark green eyes

Queens:

None

Kits:

None

Elders:

None

CoyoteClan

Leader:

Ryestar: spotted dark gray tom with dark blue eyes

Deputy:

Plummoon: pale gray ticked tabby tom with blue eyes Apprentice: Rainpaw

Healer:

Lakeburn - long furred dark brown tabby tom with blue eyes

Mediator:

Havenbramble: golden and white tom with blue eyes

Warriors:

Aphidsun: beautiful long furred ginger she-cat with a darker colored stripe and blue eyes

Apprentices:

Rainpaw: long furred dark gray tabby she-cat with silver eyes

Queens:

None

Kits:

None

Elders:

None

CherryClan

Leader:

Whisperstar: white she-cat with silver eyes

Deputy:

Quiverwatcher - black, gray, and white cat with silver eyes Apprentice: Icepaw

Healer:

Moonbumble - long furred black, gray, and white she-cat with gray eyes

Mediator:

None

Warriors:

Churro: long furred pale ginger smoke tom with amber eyes

Apprentices:

Icepaw: white tom with icy blue eyes

Queens:

Apricotfeather: long furred dark gray tabby she-cat with green eye. Expecting Churro’s kits.

Kits:

None

Elders:

None

Cats Outside the Clan

Sekhmet: fluffy speckled ginger tom with blue eyes and a red bow collar

Tantomile: silver tabby tom with blue eyes

Tadpolefern: silver tabby tom with hazel eyes. Lost.

[sirpoopy2]

This isn’t a love or pride edit. Today is an exception.

It’s my pookie’s birthday!! @sorrelclan happy day of birth congrats on turning a year older

[seedclan]

Some of the cats we’ve seen so far from SorrelClan.

Chivestar -- (89 moons) A kind and gentle tom with a charismatic aura. He’s witty and likes to joke around with his clanmates and make them feel like friends. He’s never been big on the whole reverence and respect thing, and treats his clan as equals with him as the helm of command to put reason into motion.

Ochreclaw -- (120 moons) Incredibly loyal to Chivestar, and the deputy of SorrelClan. She’s exceptionally skilled, but her own social skills could use some work. She greatly admires her leader and is stubborn about retiring, despite the question coming up numerous times.

Fireleopard -- (154 moons) An elderly medicine cat with a temper. He’s skilled with his paws, his work with braces and the mending of bones having earned him expertise in this area within the territories. Other clans would often bring those with broken bones to Fireleopard to heal, before the Great Division happened. He’s snappy and rather rude, chasing off any apprentice who even slightly showed interest. SorrelClan’s newest warrior, Icywish, is often tasked to lend him a paw as his comments seem to bounce right off of her.

Fireleopard has been more on edge recently after he received a vision from StarClan, Icywish still unsure what exactly he saw...

Icywish -- (13 moons) A witty young warrior who was trained by Ochreclaw. Despite being the deputy, Ochreclaw’s influence had little affect on Icywish. Icywish often felt let down by the deputy’s more awkward tendencies, easily able to walk over her with her sometimes shock-worthy remarks. Icywish always could keep up with Fireleopard’s sharp words, so she lends the aging tom a hand here and there.

She worries about what he saw in the water’s vision that made him freak out so much, but he won’t talk to her about it...

[seedclan]

Year 1 - Moon 1 - Newleaf

A Gathering takes place!

The Gathering - a time for sharing news with the other clans and coming together under an oath of peace.

It was tradition, honored by generations of cats before her. As leader of SeedClan, Kestrelstar took great pride in the Order of the Flowers.

She led her clan to Rainbow Fields, gentle with the golden plant in her mouth. She dare not let it wilt, something she always worried about despite its fresh picking. Still, under the eyes of the full moon, knowing this was when StarClan was closest, she couldn't help but always feel a twinge of dutiful anxiety.

As her clan began to settle in, Kestrelstar took her place next to a familiar gray tom. His hazel eyes gleaned with interest, already eyeing her offering.

"Guh evenun, Kestrasta. Wha flowa ha yo brough?"

Watching as his own flower flopped about only made Kestrelstar's nose scrunch up. Amber eyes looked away, giving Chivestar only a flick of her ear in acknowledgement. With this movement, the clans lulled into a hushed murmur before falling silent, eyes fixed upon the four leaders before them.

Kestrelstar took a step forward. Gently, she placed the golden plant down, and looked out amongst the crowd of cats. "Under the honor of the full moon, I have the blessing of going first this moon-lit gathering. Today I have brought with me Goldenrod. Representing prosperity and good fortune, that is what I believe SeedClan has had this past moon. Softpaw has been continuing his training and completed the Trial of Training. Young Howlkit has also been growing stronger every day, and will be beginning his apprenticeship very soon."

Her gray paw rested atop the stem of the goldenrod, always worried the soft breeze might just blow it away. Amber eyes would give a firm nod as she completed her words, turning to the smiling Chivestar as if to say, finally you can speak.

Placing the purple plant down, the fellow clan leader could only chuckle softly before speaking up. "Today I have brought Borage," he announced, his voice stronger now that it wasn't muffled by leaves. "Borage is used to reawaken the heart, and grant courage. I will first say that we have a new warrior in our presence. Having completed the Trial of Herbs, we are proud to welcome Icywish as a full warrior of SorrelClan."

The clan cats erupted into cheers, chanting Icywish's name, others murmuring congratulations to the proud brown she-cat.

Chivestar continued. "Bumblepaw continues to work hard, and completed the Trial of Borders. SorrelClan continues to grow stronger, and I believe our hearts only continue to awaken and grow stronger with it." As he finished his words, Chivestar cast a lasting a glance at Kestrelstar, a knowing smile on his face before flicking his tail, turning away to look at the elderly gray tom who would be next.

"Ryestar," Chivestar murmured with a dip of his head.

The CoyoteClan leader sighed calmly under his breath, adjusting his aching bones as he gently placed his flower down before him. He had to clear his throat, voice raspy as he spoke up. "I have brought with me Violet today. It represents humility, peace even. That is what CoyoteClan has been. Rainpaw has completed her Trial of Training, and Havenbramble has made great strides in his visits recently to the other clans. I understand SorrelClan welcomed him as a guest for a few sunrises this moon, to great success." Ryestar turned to look at Chivestar expectantly.

"Certainly. Havenbramble is a welcomed cat in my clan, and myself and my clanmates were honored to have him," Chivestar replied, dipping his head.

A small scoff could be heard, causing Ryestar's ear to twitch. Dark blue eyes shifted to the small white she-cat next to him, the final leader to speak. Clearing his throat, Ryestar cast a gentle look upon her.

"Whisperstar, would you care to go next?"

"As the stars decree, yes?" the white she-cat snarled back. The other leaders would look to her with wide eyes, surprised by such an openly hostile tone at the sacred gathering. Whisperstar practically flung her flower to the ground, the sharp inhale of breath from Kestrelstar unable to be missed.

"This evening I have brought the Petunia. With it I bring anger, because one of my own was murdered," Whisperstar hissed.

Murdered?! Kestrelstar's eyes widened, staring in shock as hushed murmurs echoed through the gathering. Some CherryClan cats looked down with sorrow, while others bristled and carried the same anger their leader did.

"CherryClan had welcomed Bushclaw as a full warrior of their ranks, however... in the dead of night, something..." Whisperstar paused, bristling as she raised her head and her voice in turn. "Someone killed him. The claw marks along his throat are unmistakably from a cat. So I'm going to ask you all right now, who was it?!"

"You dare accuse us of such a thing?!" Ochreclaw shouted. The SorrelClan deputy's tail lashed.

Fireleopard would snarl as he sat amongst his fellow medicine cats. "Don't look at SorrelClan. Perhaps instead look at SeedClan. Perhaps they seek vengeance for their fallen mediator."

Fallendapple's eyes widened in shock, immediately backing away from the SorrelClan medicine cat. "Fireleopard?! You dare say such things? To instigate fighting under the light of the full moon is blasphemy!"

"Don't think just because you're a medicine cat that I won't claw your ears off, you old sack of bones!" Quillbeak had stepped forward, protectively standing in front of Fallendapple and forcing Firelopard to back up.

Kestrelstar began to feel the hair on her pelt rise. Her amber eyes saw the clouds beginning to gather overhead. The winds pushed old air into her ears, and the petals of her goldenrod would waver with their touch. She knew that this had to stop!

"It is unfair to accuse SeedClan and use our grief against us," Honeyeagle called out. He gently pushed Quillbeak back, looking to his clanmate with a sympathetic gaze.

Kestrelstar felt a sense of calm rush over her, thankful for her kindhearted deputy.

"Besides-" Honeyeagle raised his head with a narrowed gaze. "You didn't even talk about CoyoteClan."

Honeyeagle!!

That was not helpful. Yowls of fury echoed from Ryestar's cats, the elderly leader frowning as he cast an unapproving gaze at Kestrelstar. Her ears burned with embarrassment. Kestrelstar knew she'd have some stern words for Honeyeagle later.

A soft tail brushed against her back, causing the she-cat to look up. Chivestar smiled at her with those same gleaming eyes. "No hard feelings, Kestrelstar. I will be having words with my cats as well. I assure you that we are allies in this troublesome time."

While she hated to admit, she was grateful for Chivestar's patience and kind words. "Thank you," she murmured back, softly so that no cat heard.

Clouds rolled over the full moon, the peace having been broken. Kestrelstar knew they should take their leave before blood should dare be spilled. With a quick dip of her head, she said her goodbyes to Chivestar, only giving a quick glance to Ryestar and Whisperstar.

Amber eyes fell down upon the goldenrod she had brought. Prosperity. Growth. So much for that... Quickly, Kestrelstar shook her head. She mustn't forget the traditions of their ancestors. Before she took her leave, the dark gray tabby tenderly picked up her plant before any other leader could do the same to theirs, placing it softly within the Rainbow Bend. Soon the seeds will fall and spread through this field to create the array of so many colorful flowers. That beauty would never fade, not if Kestrelstar had anything to say about it.

"SeedClan, we are leaving," Kestrelstar called.

With but a flick of her tail, her clan went silent, eyes following her as she padded through the crowd of cats. Mixed expressions greeted her, but one by one the clan followed their leader.

The moon remained clouded, the stars unreadable in the night sky.

[seedclan]

Year 1 - Moon 1 - Newleaf

Fireleopard receives an intense vision in the ripple of puddles.

Lakeburn and Ryestar speak to StarClan.

SorrelClan

“Is this enough Fireleopard? Can we head back now?”

“Not yet Icypaw. I understand you’re eager since this is your final trial and all, but do not test me with your impatience.”

“You really are no fun at all...”

Amidst SorrelClan’s dense territory, the healer, Fireleopard, diligently hunts for precious herbs to assist his clanmates. A reserved tom with a sharp tongue, Fireleopard much preferred when he didn’t have anyone to help him funnily enough. Perhaps that was why even in his growing age he still did not have an apprentice. Chivestar had begun to worry, reminding the elderly healer that he could do to be a bit more welcoming and not scare off the kits who could be potential healer in the future. But alas, Fireleopard often rolled his eyes and paid little mind, much to Chivestar’s displeasure.

Today though, he had the young Icypaw with him, a bright eyed she-cat who spoke rather freely all things considered. You’d think being an elderly healer combo would get you some more respect, but Icypaw didn’t pay Fireleopard such niceties. Instead the spotted brown tabby averted her gaze with a soft sigh, holding the herbs they had gathered so far neatly in her mouth.

They just needed some moss now, which grew around damp areas. Fireleopard would press his nose to the wet earth, the smell of rain in the air from the night before. His paw pads were pricked with an icy chill as he got closer to the water’s edge.

And then he saw a face.

A familiar face.

It stared back at him from within the water, like a mirror. That icy chill clenched his body, traveling up his legs and onto his back, to the very tip of his tail tip. As his eyes widened, he could only bristle and hiss, reeling a paw back. With all of his might he slammed his unsheathed claws into the pool, causing a tremendous splash to erupt from the surface.

Icypaw yelped, the herbs dropping from her mouth in her shock. “F-Fireleopard? What’s gotten into you? Are you even more senile than I thought?!”

The ginger tom paid her no mind, trembling as realization dawned upon him.

“It was a message from StarClan...”

CoyoteClan

The air was heavy, the damp undertones of rain still sitting in the air from the evening before. Many would call it humid, and keep out of it as to not plague their pelt with the same stench. But Lakeburn would not pass up the opportunity for the moment of peace in the silence of nature.

While much of the forest slept and hid themselves away from the open air, CoyoteClan’s healer looked up at the stars with the gentlest of smiles and a distant look in his gaze.

“Mind if I join you?” a voice spoke up.

The question would be met with silence though, much to the gray cat’s confusion. Carefully he padded forward and settled beside Lakeburn, tilting his head to get a better look. When he saw those dazed eyes, he could only chuckle knowingly. The gray cat swept his tail to the side to gently run over Lakeburn’s back, causing the dark brown tabby to perk up and blink.

“Ah, Ryestar. When did you get here?” the healer spoke rather monotonously, a hint of displeasure sneaking into his voice as he was interrupted.

Ryestar smiled fondly back, turning his blue gaze up at the stars. “You’re not the only one who likes a quiet night. Surely you must know that, especially when Havenbramble is away.”

Lakeburn would sigh softly in return. “He sure is... talkative. He’s SorrelClan’s problem this evening.”

“It’s a good thing for a Mediator to be,” Ryestar reminded, a soft purr in his voice. Both toms sat side by side, gazes fixed upon the stars. They too were quiet and still, their soft twinkling but a murmur in the sky.

Like a whip though, that silence was cracked, and a burst of light shot through the sky. Firm and straight, it caused both Ryestar and Lakeburn to flinch for but a moment, and all too soon it was gone.

The CoyoteClan leader would blink once, before chuckling softly. “A shooting star, huh? Did you make a wish, Lakeburn?”

Silence met him once more, and Ryestar wondered if his healer had really gone and lulled off again. However, when he looked over he instead saw Lakeburn’s gaze focused upon the sky, his pelt bristling as he shook his head.

“No, Ryestar,” the dark brown tabby softly murmured back. “The stars have already made their wish for us...”

Fireleopard of SorrelClan and Lakeburn of CoyoteClan too see visions from their ancestors, just as Kestrelstar did. Unbeknownst to them, they all share this fate, and little do they know of what has been foretold in the coming moons...

[seedclan]

Year 1 - Moon 2 - Newleaf

Fireleopard informs Icywish that she is a prophecy cat.

Icywish sat alone, the stars glimmering brighter than she ever realized. What used to be such comforting eyes upon her now felt like heated stares that made her pelt feel hot. She looked out from her perch, attempting to admire the view as she often did, but alas her mind was clouded with Fireleopard's words.

---

"I'm what?"

"A prophecy cat."

"And that means?"

"It's not so simple as that, Icywish. Prophecies are fragile things that are meant to guide us and help us understand," Fireleopard explained, his voice raspy with age.

"Then why don't they just tell you? Wouldn't that make their guidance far more effective? If they're talking about me, I want to know what they're saying," Icywish insisted, tapping at the elderly ginger tom's flank, her voice laced with a whining tone.

Fireleopard would normally growl at her, lash his tail, and give her a snappy remark. Instead he simply let her jab at his pelt, his body moving with the force of her paw with an almost sorrowful gaze. The contrast made Icywish tense up, pausing before lowering her paw and eyeing the medicine cat with narrowed blue eyes.

"Fireleopard, what did they say?"

"StarClan spoke of YOU, Icywish. And in time, you will simply know. I'm afraid your fate lies with the stars, and so too is mine."

Icywish's eyes widened with worry, though she rather quickly scoffed. "Well yeah, you're how old? You've been a medicine cat for forever. Of course your fate lies with the stars. And I think there's no better cat to do the job. You're always telling them just what you think."

Fireleopard was silent.

"And that's why," Icywish went on, nudging the ginger tom. "You're the best medicine cat. So I know that whatever it is they said, you'll have the answers soon enough." The brown and white she-cat purred, smiling earnestly at the tom who was always threatening to bite her ear off.

A gentle smile would appear on Fireleopard's face, a rare sight at that. He sighed, his breath cracking as he heaved himself to his paws. "You're one stubborn cat, you know that? Fine, I'm certain I'll be able to lead you ahead, and make sure those stars don't let you down.

"See? I knew I could count on you!" Icywish laughed.

---

It had been some nights now since that day. Everything had been normal for the most part, but Fireleopard had been a lot... gentler, kinder even. He wasn't as snappy, though still his same grumpy self. He'd more simply sigh and nudge someone along, urging them to get some help before they got into another stupid situation. His snippy tone was tired, and an aching dull pain gnawed at Icywish's chest.

Fireleopard... you'll lead me ahead to face the stars, won't you?

“Icywish! Sorry I’m late! Did anyone see you?”

She perked up, quickly turning as her blue eyes brightened with fondness. “No. Hehe, but I’m happy to see you.”

[sirpoopy2]

Tumblr why must you hate me and make the quality of images suck. CapCut why must you be so hard to sync with..

Daisypetal and Eaglestripe from @fallenclan edit!

May have made a deal with my pookie @sorrelclan that if I did this they’d finish a thingy :]

[seedclan]

Year 1 - Moon 2 - Newleaf

The full moon shone in the sky, the stars themselves clear as can be as they shimmered against their dark canvas. Another gathering was upon them, and Fallendapple found herself a bit anxious as her and the rest of SeedClan arrived. The half-moon meeting had been rather curt, her and Fireleopard speaking little to each other the entire tom. The ginger tom had been pretty quiet, luckily sparing her from a mocking remark. However, would he be so kind amongst the company of his clanmates?

“Fallendapple, over here,” a tom’s voice called.

The dark brown tabby caught the speckled brown she-cat’s attention. As she padded over, she’d cast a quick look at the ginger tom beside him.

“Lakeburn,” Fallendapple greeted, dipping her head to the brown tom. “Fireleopard. Moonbumble.” Both cats dipped their heads as well, though Fallendapple was quick to notice they were one short amongst their little group here.

“Moonbumble, where is Maplefern tonight?”

The black and white she-cat had a rather glassy expression, not even acknowledging the SeedClan Healer. Lakeburn gave her a small nudge, causing the she-cat to straighten up as her ears pricked to attention.

“Oh umm-umm-umm... She won’t be joining us this evening.” Moonbumble’s voice was quick, if not a bit curt. It was evident enough to the group that pressing further just begged for the soft spoken she-cat to get anxious. Fallendapple would instead dip her head respectfully, taking the she-cat’s words as they were.

Lakeburn offered a smile to the group, waving his tail as if to escape the subject. Alas Fallendapple could see though that his smile never quite reached his eyes. “I see everyone looks quite healthy. We should be grateful the flow of prey has been kind to us.”

It’s Newleaf, Lakeburn. Of course prey is plentiful!

Fallendapple thought said remark, but would never say that. In fact most of her remarks went unsaid because Fireleopard was always willing to say such things. It came as a shock to the brown she-cat when there was not a peep out of the ginger tom. Instead he sighed tiredly, leaning forward as he found it difficult to sit up straight.

“Indeed. I think we best enjoy it while it lasts,” he mumbled in a raspy tone.

Moonbumble remained quiet, only lifting her eyes up as Chivestar’s gray tail was raised to the moonlight.

Cats were settling into their chosen spots, and the leaders had all taken their place at the front. As the murmurings became hushed and quiet, the gathering would officially begin.

This time, it was Chivestar’s turn to go first. The SorrelClan leader padded forward, placing a fresh sprig of green leaves at his paws. “SorrelClan has little to speak about I’m afraid. A pretty boring past moon,” he chuckled, eyeing the cats as if they may just chuckle, but alas no one dared even purr. Chivestar cleared his throat. “Well, this evening I brought Basil. With it I bring good wishes to the others, and good wishes for my clan these next few moons. Bumblepaw has completed his Hunting Trial. He caught a sizable black bird that fed us all well. We especially needed it after the heavy rain.”

Fallendapple noticed Lakeburn’s pelt prickle as Chivestar spoke. His fluffy brown tail twitched slightly, and yet his facial expression itself remained calm, if not happy looking. The she-cat glanced back up at the leaders, blue eyes traveling to the large tom that was Ryestar. The CoyoteClan leader had a rather sorrowful expression, stepping forward as he placed down an ominous pale blue flower that every cat knew. The silence of the gathered cats was chilling, and those of CoyoteClan lowered their heads with somber gazes.

“I have brought the Forget-Me-Not. With great sorrow I must announce that our deputy, Barleytail, has passed on to join our ancestors.”

Fallendapple whipped her head around to look at Lakeburn, who had lowered his head, but his expression was just neutral. It was hard to tell what the medicine cat was thinking, and even his tail had been tucked closely to his side, as if he knew he may have given himself away just mere moments before.

“Our camp’s trenches struggled with the heavy rain. We faced a terrible flood and Barleytail... she bravely saved her apprentice, Rainpaw.” Ryestar attempted to speak clearly, though his elderly voice choked as he tried to take a steady breath. “Rainpaw had been injured during his border trial after a monster caused grave injury to his leg. Barleytail made sure he made it out safe. She always put her clan first, and was the image of a true CoyoteClan warrior. We will never forget her.”

Sympathetic expression crossed many of the gathered cats. Chivestar had flattened his ears, realizing his comment about the rain hit a sore spot for CoyoteClan. Kestrelstar would dip her head in respect, while Whisperstar paused before dipping her head as well. Ryestar’s eyes held little anger, merely sadness as he nodded back to his fellow leaders.

“Plummoon has been made CoyoteClan’s new deputy. StarClan spoke to Lakeburn that very evening, where the was just almost full. Against the starry sky, our ancestors spoke to Lakeburn, giving us guidance when we needed it. I believe Plummoon will be an excellent deputy for CoyoteClan.”

Plummoon...

Fallendapple was surprised. The tom was rather... ordinary, all things considered. He was known for being careful, passive, and not being much of a presence all things considered. He often faded into the background, and never would anyone have expected him to be the right fit for a position as important as deputy.

“Odd choice...”

“It’s as StarClan wills.”

Fallendapple’s pelt grew hot, realizing she had spoken aloud. She slowly turned to meet Lakeburn’s calm expression. Despite no anger being evident on his face, his eyes were deep blue pools of hollowness. It was almost scarier than Lakeburn actually being aggressive towards her.

“It’s an odd choice, Lakeburn,” Fireleopard spoke up.

Both medicine cats turned to look at the smaller ginger tom, who sighed. “But everything is odd now, isn’t it? Please remember Fallendapple is young, and have some understanding.”

“... Yes, Fireleopard.” Lakeburn would dip his head in acknowledgement to the older medicine cat. respect glimmering in his gaze as his dark blue gaze looked away from Fallendapple’s.

“And Fallendapple, do remember we aren’t exactly working with much. You have a lot to learn, and you should mind your tongue.” Rather than being a stern scolding, Fireleopard’s voice was low. Fallendapple couldn’t deny he was right. After all, it was either Plummoon or Aphidsun, and the young ginger she-cat was a very new warrior. Many might say StarClan wasn’t even needed to make this choice.

Ryestar would finally step back, giving Whisperstar her turn. The small white she-cat would place down a purple flower with long, curled petals, raising her head high. “For this gathering I have brought an Iris. The iris means many things - things that CherryClan needs right now. Faith, wisdom, valor...” The older she-cat sighs as she continues. “Apricotfeather has announced she is expecting kits. We look forward to new additions to our clan.”

Murmurs of congratulations traveled through the gathered cats. Fallendapple tilted her head to get a better look at the gray tabby she-cat, her belly beginning to get plump. Sitting at her side was a silver tabby tom, who grinned sheepishly as other cats came up to him to wish congratulations.

They must be mates then.

“Umm-umm-umm-umm...” Moonbumble stuttered.

Fireleopard’s ears curled back slightly at the sound. Lakeburn would whisk his tail over the she-cat’s back, rubbing it gently to assure her. Fallendapple had come to know Moonbumble well enough, her fellow medicine cat Maplefern having done well to educate her on the white and black she-cat’s tics. Eventually though, Moonbumble stopped, dipping her head as she acknowledged the blessing that were new kits, especially in these times.

Whisperstar would continue. “We are patrolling our borders carefully. Do not think we have forgotten about Bushclaw’s murder. Whoever it was will see justice.” The white she-cat stepped back with a pointed gaze, before turning to Kestrelstar with a content expression.

Finally, the dark gray tabby took her place, dipping her head to Whisperstar before setting her rather bushy purple plant down. “This evening I’ve brought Thyme, a plant representing courage and strength. This moon I have focused on keeping my clan unified. Just as we take care of ourselves, I believe we also need to take care of each other.” Kestrelstar eyed Whisperstar, who glared back at her with a narrowed gaze.

“For instance,” Kestrelstar spoke. “Whisperstar, not too long ago, my patrol encountered what we believe is a loner lurking on your territory. He smelled distinctly of CherryClan, as if he was part of your clan, and yet I’m fairly certain he is not one of your cats.”

Whisperstar’s eyes widened, blinking incredulously. “Impossible! There’s no way some loner could go undetected.”

“I promise you, it’s true,” Kestrelstar spoke firmly. “He was a pale ginger tom, with dark her markings. He had an odd name. Churro.”

“Umm-umm...”

Whisperstar would scoff. “Well... we’ll keep our eyes out then. If this is your attempt at looking out for one another, then so be it, Kestrelstar. If this does prove to be true, then you will have my gratitude.”

Fallendapple had heard a bit about the strange loner Kestrelstar’s patrol had encountered. Howlpaw had babbled about it to her while Goldeniris insisted they too should check their own borders more. Outsiders weren’t uncommon, but cats were wary of them after The Great Division. Who willingly wanted to throw themselves into the broken up fragments that were their once single territory. Fallendapple loved her clan, but she couldn’t imagine outsiders finding clanlife appealing in its current state.

Kestrelstar would continue. “Softpaw has completed his Hunting Trial, bringing him one step closer on his path to becoming a warrior. We also have a new apprentice - Howlpaw. It is my honor to be training him myself.”

“Howlpaw! Howlpaw! Howlpaw!” the gathering cheered.

The fluffy gray apprentice straightened up with a sheepish smile.

“Ryestar, I truly am sorry for your loss. Know that if you need extra herbs, Fallendapple can provide some to your clan.” Kestrelstar flicked her tail towards the speckled brown she-cat, eyes turning to her.

Fallendapple would tense for a moment before nodding. “Of course, Kestrelstar.” In truth, she had mixed feelings herself on her current herb supply, nevermind handing it over to another clan. Fallendapple glanced away, catching a familiar gaze across the clearing. Quillbeak nodded to her, understanding in his wary gaze, before the two cats turned to look back to the gathered leaders.

Ryestar would simply dip his head graciously to Kestrelstar. With nothing left to share though, the gathering was commenced. Havenbramble padded over to Apricotfeather, congratulating her personally on the little bundles that would be coming. Fallendapple would watch as Lakeburn went to congratulate her as well, and she’d debate following him herself.

“Do you know how many you’ll be having yet?” Havenbramble asked cheerfully.

“Um, I believe Moonbumble thinks it’ll be a larger litter,” Apricotfeather replied, lowering head with a hit of embarrassment.

Moonbumble had padded over with Lakeburn, nodding as she offered a soft smile to Havenbramble. “She’s already showing and there’s still much time before she’ll actually have her kits. It’ll be umm-umm-umm great life for CherryClan, as Whisperstar said.”

“I’m sure you’re very proud, Tadpolefern,” Lakeburn spoke up, nodding to the silver tom sitting beside Apricotfeather during the gathering.

“Hm?” Tadpolefern blinked, perking up with a slight tilt of his head. “Well yeah, Apricotfeather is going to do great! I’ll make sure to bring her everything she needs, and those kits are going to be strong warriors! Oh, or maybe one will even become a medicine cat. We could use one, right Moonbumble?”

“Umm-umm-umm-!” Moonbumble’s ears fell as she shook her head. “I mean umm-umm-umm yes quite!” She smiled with a soft giggle, scrunching her shoulders up as she rolled her head.

Fallendapple wasn’t one to mingle with the other clans too much. It still felt... odd. Then again she had never known a world where they didn’t live world’s apart. Her instinct was to find Quillbeak, walking alongside him as they returned back to the safety of SeedClan’s camp. As the medicine cat turned to try and find her clanmate, a raspy voice would stop her.

“Do you have a moment, Fallendapple?”

Fallendapple tensed. Seeing Fireleopard, the she-cat lashed her tail slightly with narrowed eyes. “What is it?”

“I wanted to apologize for my behavior last gathering.”

Huh? Fireleopard apologizing? Was she dreaming? This ragged tom never apologized. This kind of tune shocked Fallendapple, the she-cat having to pause as if Fireleopard might pull one over on her. But... he didn’t. Instead the ginger tom apologetically dipped his head.

“I’m a grown tom. I shouldn’t have been acting like a sniveling kit. The Healer Code states we shouldn’t fight under the stars, and for that I’m sorry - to you and your clan.”

“I...” Fallendapple blinked, her fur beginning to lie flat. “...Thank you, Fireleopard. That... That’s kind of you, really.” A genuine smile passed on to Fallendapple’s face, the she-cat whisking her fluffy tail around to cover her paws. “You were right earlier as well though... about me having much to learn.”

A light chuckle escaped the SorrelClan tom, before he coughed. Clearing his throat, Fireleopard sighed and nodded. “As you were, Fallendapple. Do take care of yourself this next moon.”

“And you as well,” Fallendapple called after. She’d watch as Fireleopard sauntered towards a brown and white she-cat, who touched noses with him before following alongside him with the other SorrelClan cats.

“There you are.”

“Eep!” Fallendapple whipped around, tired of these cats spooking her. Maybe she was the problem - too easy to scare.

Quillbeak eyed her, tilting his head. “You should know my paw steps by now, especially with our training.” His tail tip twitched. “What did that old pile of burrs have to say to you?” he asked, lip slightly curled as he watched the other clan cats leave.

Fallendapple would frown, glancing down at her paws. “Nothing really. He actually um... and you might find this kinda funny but uh... he apologized to me. For what happened at the last gathering.” She looked up hopefully at Quillbeak, chuckling to herself as if she also found it a bit funny.

“Oh please,” Quillbeak scoffed, waving his tail dismissively. “They probably heard Kestrelstar volunteer us herbs and now want to stay in our good graces. You shouldn’t be so naive, Fallendapple. You know we can’t spare herbs for CoyoteClan, much less SorrelClan.”

She thought of their brief moment of eye contact, agreement on their current supply. What Quillbeak said was true but... was that really why Fireleopard apologized? Was she naive to think he actually meant it...

As cats made their way back to their clans, Fallendapple would cast a final gaze up at the stars. She was still so young, and still had much to learn. Whether Fireleopard meant it or not, that she could agree with...