Gathering

[Iceface]

"It is dull in my opinion." Icepaw muttered. "What I wouldn't give to dive into a battle, Flamepaw I'd take on a badger one-on-one right now if I had the chance." Icepaw puffed out his chest and tail to make himself to look as big and imposeing as possible. Ok maybe I should of said a fox...Icepaw thought to himself...nah I'd fight whatever stood in my clan's way.

[Badgersoul]

Firepaw's dark red pelt shone softly in the cold moonlight that dripped meekly down from the star spotted sky. Firepaw's mind had been wandering off and really didn't catch what Icepaw and Flamepaw where saying. Firepaw's dark amber eyes stared off into space. Somewhat c o c k e d toward the bright moon.

Firepaw let out a annoyed sigh. He didn't need to listen to Icepaw's conversation to know he was bragging. Yet Firepaw did catch the last part about fighting a badger. Great Starclan, a badger? you could couldn't possibly win. Though Firepaw's thoughts where cold. He couldn't help but let out a purr of humor. "Of course Icepaw, and hedgehogs can fly" he said trying to sound cold but it was easy to tell he thought the whole thing was funny.

[Burningwing]

[glow=red,2,300]Flamepaw turned, his bright red pelt glistening like blazes of fire in the bright, hazy moonlight that streamed down from the sky, veiling his fur in a soft, luxurious texture. His leaf green orbs gleamed his the shadows like small chips of jade. He regarded the other Riverclan swiftly at first, running his gaze over the dark scarlet red pelt and glinting amber eyes. But as he looked further, he felt something tug deeper inside himself. He started to scuffle his large paws in the dust when it hit him. Wasn't Firepaw one of Blackthorn's kits? Blackthorn...he had heard much about a cat with a relation to, what was it? Moonclan? He lifted his head lightly, staring at the bright blazing balls in the sky, and the inflamed blue sphere. He could almost imagine a starry face looking down on him...

" So, you're Firepaw of Riverclan I take it?" He decided not to mention Blackthorn, in case he was mistaken. Unsheathing his claws into the soft mossy ground, he waited anxiously for the deep red tom's answer.[/glow]

[Badgersoul]

Firepaw's senced Flamepaw's claws digging into the ground. At first he was puzzle, then he relised that he must know him from somewhere. It didn't take him long to figure out where he knew him from. Firepaw amber eyes glared deep into Flamepaw's green ones. He really didn't need this right now.

"and you must an annoying kitty who only follows what others tell them, pathedic" he spat back. Many people misjudged Firepaw's mother. Yet Blackthon was the only one Firepaw looked up to and most likly the only one he ever will.

[Burningwing]

[glow=red,2,300]

Flamepaw drew back his lips in a snarl. His fur bristled hostility, catching the moonlight like a brand of fire. Green eyes glistened from beneath his hunched brows. He could feel waves of tension radiating from this apprentice, and he didn't want it to make way to a fight when they were supposed to be holding a gathering in peace. His solid gave glanced at Icepaw and then back. He began to wrap his long plumed tail around his large paws. The truth was, he had heard many good things about Blackthorn from a queen that had three young kits. Burningwing was it? She used to tell the kits in the nursery about her battles with a terrible loner, Skull, and how Blackthorn had helped battle him once. She also gave tales of sneaking off as a apprentice to seek out the legendary rogue, and talk to her. But no doubt, Firepaw probably thought that Flamepaw had storied of bloodshed fixated into his mind.

Flamepaw gazed up at the leaders, ears pricked. Perhaps Brownstar would give word about him and his siblings becoming proud apprentices? But as still mumbling swept across the clearing. He turned his steady gaze once more on Firepaw. " Well, i've been told your Firepaw, of Riverclan, am I wrong? Oh, maybe your Steamingfur from Shadowclan?"

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[Iceface]

Icepaw watched the two quarreling apprentices with keen intent. "Not now save it for the battlefield." Icepaw muttered. He just really wanted to fight but he didn't want to go against clan laws to do it. "Come on!" Icepaw meowed. "Your both acting like two mouse-brained kits. Now is the time for bragging and getting information." He lowered his voice on the last part so only Firepaw could hear, "he may be my rival but he is a fellow member of Riverclan." Icepaw thought solemnly.