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Commander Mars hadn't wanted to come honestly, but he had known it would be rude to refuse so here he was. He had brought different gemstones from the tunnels of the Regime as a present. Other cats might find it odd, but each of these stones held a special meaning to the Regime. He just hoped he didn't have to deal with Foxstar today. He would remain peaceful for the sake of his alliance with DayClan, but if he could help it, he would try to avoid her.
Voidedmemories and Kutsu stayed far away from each other as the arrived, both late. Voidedmemories’s tail waved happily as she bounded over to her mom, though Kutsu stayed back.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Mar 30, 2019 15:06:08 GMT -5
Littlebird arrived later than the others, taking time to make sure that this wasn't some sort of trap to draw out herself and Foxstar all at once. She didn't think Glowstar would attempt something, but she wouldn't put it past several of the other cats that had been invited. She had prepared their camp for the worst, leaving her kits in the care of skipstep and jetclaw. Naturally they didn't want her to go, but she felt like if something was going to happen here it would have already happened. Besides was it really a good idea to leave Foxstar alone with represenative from several different clans? She made her way to the party on her own, carrying an apple. It wasn't something that she paticularly liked, but she remembered that Glowstar enjoyied them. She slowly made her way over to DayClan's leader to present her present.
Skipstep had been invited as well, thus leaving Jetclaw to be tasked with watching the kits. He had been surprised to receive the invite, butye wasnt about to let Littlebird go without him. So he walked beside his mate, glancing around at all the cats that were here.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Apr 1, 2019 16:38:25 GMT -5
Leatherfern stayed hidden from Littlebird and Skipstep among the other cats. For those who did not know him as the leader he once was he was just another cat. He no longer held the cold bitter fresh scent to his pelt. But rather a more musty and warm scent as he had been traveling between SpringClan and SunClan since his exile. He raised his ears seeking out the singsong voice of Glowstar.
"There's a surprising lack of foxes in the League's current territory." Solaris E'tan responded, smiling absently. With a sweeping glance, he took in a lot of the newcomers, realizing just how behind Primal Instinct was on clan politics. He could identify smells, but had no way of knowing what rank these cats held. All the better for his own reputation- he was just a league cat, not identifiable as leader.
Thrushstar shrugged. "It has taken some time. I have faith though." he said. He continued following the path and motioned for the fellow leader to go first as they reached the entrance of the area. He had not realized gifts were a thing, so he shyly walked to the edge of the clearing.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Apr 4, 2019 13:15:33 GMT -5
Fjord was fashionably late to the party, of course. In his mouth was a flower crown that he had pieced together with different herbs that only grow in the Regime. Also in his mouth was a gift from Ren. It was a simple fox claw stained green from some berries. Simple, but symbolic of when he knew her as Green. Somehow, Fjord got tasked with carrying both gifts since Ren was stuck in the Veteran's den. The white former-commander was known for being prompt, but carrying all of those things made the journey long and his leg was crippled from the cave-in that happened moons ago.
"Glowstar. It is good to see you again." Fjord greeted, a bit of sarcasm in his voice. While their odd friendship had grown while he commander, he still thought of her as a little burr that followed him around wherever he went. She always seemed to drag him into all of her plans and "Girl's Nights." Oh well. She was a character, but definitely a good friend to have.
"Littlebird!" Glowstar exclaimed, "I haven't seen you since DayClan left SunClan camp, it's good to see you," She purred, nuzzling Littlebird before stepping back, "And you too Skipstep! You two make such a cute couple."
Suddenly she noticed Leatherfern and having not known the connection between Littlebird and Leatherfern she waved at him with her paw instead of her tail which in cat culture must look pretty weird, "Hey Leatherfern."
Her emerald gaze turned suddenly to a white cat and all at once let out a gasp that lead to a full on screech, "FJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORD!"
She practically cried his name the entire way she raced over to him until with a single bound she had tackled poor Fjord over and gave him a doggish lick across the cheek, "Hi, friend," She said with a suddenly far more relaxed demeanor, but her eyes glimmered with devious intention
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Apr 14, 2019 18:25:40 GMT -5
The large white tom, hardly appearing crippled, was for once grateful for the leader's loud voice. At least he could hear her? Not that that would have been too difficult. His whiskers twitched in amusement and he rubbed his muzzle against her cheek in greeting because of the presents in his mouth. He dropped them in front of her paws and gave her a smile. "I'm glad to see you are doing well." He meowed calmly with a flick of his tail. "I brought you gifts. The crown is from...well, me, and the claw is from Ren."
