ABOUT THIS EVENT: All clans, (and some kittypets and loners) are welcome to Corner Stones aka, gathering place. All are cats of age are welcome, and that also includes kits, who will be in their own separate play area supervised by a warrior.
The event idea was created by a loner named Bodie. He came up with the idea of trading foreign objects to other cats for prey or other useful objects found in their territories. He happened to stumble upon a crowd of clan cats who were interested in what he brought with him. After this, he began to make trips back to Corner Stones at the same time every year to make trades, and it has become a popular tradition among the clans. The cats gather around and trade their prey for objects, usually to give them as gifts to others they care about. The clans call this event the Flower Festival.
BODIE'S MARKET:
Flowers: singular, bouquets, and flower crowns
Fruit: raspberries, strawberries and blueberries
Other: homemade collars, resin traps (insects encased inside dried resin), and an assortment of old human objects found in the city, feathers and catnip!
sunclan
Galesmoke's eyes sparkled as she stared into the grove of trees. They circled around large boulders, where the leaders usually sat to share news with the other clans. The gray and white she-cat padded toward Bodie, her eyes surveying the contents of the market that he brought them.
breezeclan
Mousestar lay on the second boulder, his usual placement at the clan gatherings. The stone was warm from the sun's rays. Usually when he sat there, it was freezing under his pads, but this time it was comforting, even in the cooler weather. He glanced down as someone approached him.
Coalpaw made his way into the field. His stomach twisted uneasily. It was his first time attending the Flower Festival. The charcoal tom breathed. There were so many cats scattered about. Some chased one another playfully, while others sat and shared tongues. He cast a glance to his mentor. Jumpwing was sitting by himself under the safe shade of a tree. He remembered the tom mentioning that he didn't particularly enjoy coming to this event.
Twigleg followed behind her son. A sigh left her. She looked around the gathered cats, but she didn't see any sight of ReedClan's medicine cat. The brown tabby remembered how they used to spend time at this event together before Coalpaw and Scorchkit were born. She inhaled deeply she shook herself, as if attempting to shake away the thought. She padded past her son and headed toward a small group of warriors.
crystalclan
Thawkit's blue eyes were wide as he looked around the bramble patch that guarded the kits. "Whoa," he mewed to himself. It was his first festival, and gathering at that. Excitement tingled in his paws. He grabbed a piece of moss that clung to a rock and balled it up. The white tom glanced around at the others. "Does anyone want to play moss ball?"
Doepaw padded quietly behind her mother. This was the first time she’d seen a smile on her mother’s face ever since her fathers tragic death. Doepaw looked about for the familiar charcoal tom but couldn’t see him. Jaymoon smiles graciously at the familiar queens faces from other clans. She felt uplifted at their smiles. Yet, she felt a sorrow tug lightly at her heart strings. The flower festival brought back memories from when her mate and herself would visit the place. Deerpaw trudged sulkily along. He was being dragged along to this stupid event with his mother and sister. He sighed at the happy sight of mates. ‘YUCK!’ he thought dully to himself. ‘What a pointless event.’