Hawkit squeaked at Willowstar's cold nose. He was now infront of Hawkstar. Scary. he thought.

((Hawkit is like a fail. XD))

((Okay... We don't really have anyone in this roleplay... It's dying...))

Hawkstar led his cats to the Gathering area. He let them settle down.

((Ugh, we need more people. I can maybe give out a newbie pack for everyone that joins?))

Hawkit squeaked.

((Fail, epic fail. XD))

((If we can find some new rpers, then we won't die. I think shadowolf is returning, based on the rmail reply I got.

This roleplay will revive soon. I promise. And I like this rp too, kool. ^^

Whateber, yes, yes you have. You've been gone for quite a while.

Okay, I remember Applesong was with Vanilla (zee unconscious one). I think the only interaction with her was when Gorsepaw found some Chancebloom a Trint-a-La a while back (both custom herbs, but you know that). I don't think that Gladestar has done anything much after finding Vanilla. I'm guessing that she's in her den. Your other chars are probably just lingering around, or in their dens as well. 

The rain isn't as strong, but that's no reason to stay out. Although it is Gathering night... The Clans will have to make the Gathering quick, if possible under the circumstances.))

"HailClan, find a place to sit. We'll have to hurry, or we'll all get sick." Hawkstar told his Clan. He flicked his tail and climbed up the Sky Maple, where the leaders would address the Clans and such. He rested calmly on the thick branch covered in claw marks from previous leaders and Gatherings.

Gorsepaw was inside the medicine cat den, trying to fix up the herbs. She didn't want any water to get in and ruin DarkClan's supplies. Gorsepaw was finishing the shelter, but it looked very awkward.

Eagletalon yawned as he woke up. His body ached. The tom coughed a few times. He trembled weakly, trying to get up. He couldn't sleep anymore. He felt awful.

Stormblaze was back in the Warrior's den. He curled up in his nest and tried to sleep. His waterlogged fur bothered him, so he began to groom himself.

((Thanks Dj <3))

Gladestar satatop the high stone ind Darkclan camp. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the high stone for a clan meeting" she called, her tail swishing.

Applesong poked her head out of the medicine cat's den, keeping one eye on the sick cats and most of her attention on Gladestar. 

Dreamcloud and Minkclaw emerged from their den side by side. They sat beneath the high stone, focused on Gladestar.

Spottedpaw leaped gingerly out of the apprentice's den, cheery despite the rain. Crowpaw followed her, more gloomily it seemed. He didn't like rain nearly as much at Spottedpaw. 

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((So that shadowolf can get started, Im gonna post to Sadie with Dogstrike in Hailclan...))

Dogstrike sat beside Sadie in the dry den. He watched the rain fall with wide eyes. "I would hate to go out there right now" he said, trying to make conversation.

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Marshtail was in a shaded area deep in the forest. It had started raining when she was out by the Darkclan border, and running back to Terraclan would only mean sickness and soaking wet fur. She curled her tail around her paws, and scented to air out of boredom. The fur on her spine prickled.  There was a fox living here. She turned around cautiously,  she heard the mad barking of the fox. She yowled in terror. Forgetting about any sort of sickness she may get, she sprinted out into the rain with the fox on her tail. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't lead it to camp, or else everyone would be in danger, but she was at risk as long as she stayed in the rain. Thinking fast, she climbed up the broad redwood tree, far from camp. She yowled and spat at the fox as it circled the tree. Starclan help me!

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((I want to make a few cats for the band, and more for TerraClan. You'll love'em! Also, I want to make a brother and sister for Eagletalon in Darkclan. :3 )) 

((You're welcome. ^^ Thanks. It'll be awesome to have new cats. I will update soon, but the Gathering first.))

Gorsepaw stayed inside. She had to help the rogue kit and Eagletalon. The apprentice began to clean the kit's fur again. It was grimy and disgusting.

Eagletalon gave a weak rasp and sat down, but left his ears pricked.

Shadowpaw trotted out of the apprentice's den calmly. She didn't mind the rain; it wasn't as bad as before. The rain was okay now. She took a seat near the apprentice's den.

 Stormblaze heard a loud bark. Fox. He knew very well. Without a word, he sprinted out of the Warrior's den and blazed across the forest to find it. "Marshtail!" he gasped. Stormblaze lept up and tried to land a slash on the fox's back.

((Lol, it's okay, Shadow. XD))

"We  are going to the gathering." Gladestar said simply. "Everyone will be going except for Gorsepaw, Crowpaw and Eagletalon" she said.

Applesong stared at Gladestar. Alright, I'm going to the gathering... she thought.

"Also, before you all prepare for the gathering, I have some important news. We found a kit in our territory just yesterday in case some of you haven't already noticed. She has been unconscious ever since we found her, we hope that when she wakes up we will know more." Gladestar said. She hopped down from the high stone abruptly and stood tall. "Let's move out before the gathering starts without us" She shook out her fur in a vain attempt to become less damp before racing off towards the gathering place.

Dreamcloud raced on Gladestar's heels. She was one of the smallest cats in Darkclan, and the fastest runner. She had no trouble keeping up. She slowed down so that Minkclaw and Spottedpaw could catch up.

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Marshtail had never been happier to hear Stormblaze's voice in her life. Know that she had back up, she let out a feirce battle yowl and leaped the full ten feet to the ground, and landed smack on the fox's back.

The fox hissed, recoiling and swatting Marshtail with his paw. He limped backwards a few steps and then turned to face Stormblaze. Injured, out numbered, and soaking wet, he turned tail and ran towards the Darkclan border.

Marshtail, still furious with the fox for ambushing her, chased after the fox. As the fox stepped over the border, so did she. She tripped on a tree root and lost the fox. "Mouse dung!" she cursed, picking herself out of the mud. Her paw was bleeding. She got up and shook the mud off her fur. She looked around. Her fur prickled in terror. Darkclan! She limped back the few steps to the border, meeting Stormblaze. She was ashamed of herself.

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