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A massive twisted oak tree sat in a middle of a clearing filled with cats. The moon was full and high in the sky. Four cats sat in the tree; a large white tom, a black tom with a white tipped tail, a tortioseshell she cat, and a gray tom.

"I would like to speak first." The black tom pushed his way foward. "The clan is being fed well, and the river is flowing at a good speed." While the tom was continuing to talk about his clan, two she cats in the hollow were having a conversation.

"Swiftheart had her kits. She almost died doing it." The brown she cat named Thrushpaw mewed. The spotted white she cat gave Thrushpaw a look. "Is she alright Thrushpaw?" Thrushpaw nodded. "Yes Racoonpaw, she is completly fine." Racoonpaw dipped her head. "Job well done for you." Thrushpaw shifted her paws awkwardly. "Thanks?" Her voice rised at the end of the statement.

The tortoiseshell she cat started to speak from the tree, but Racoonpaw still talked with Thrushpaw. "How has Shrewflight been?" Thrushpaw narrowed her eyes. "Crankier than ever before. But he did praise me the other day for helping Swiftheart have her kits." Racoonpaw smiled. "Well that's good."

Racoonpaw was from FallClan, and Thrushpaw was obviously from WinterClan. The two met at their first gathering, and had been friends ever since. Racoonpaw sometimes treated Thrushpaw as if Thrushpaw was her daughter. It was just the way she was. And tonight, she was treating her like a daughter again.

Racoonpaw started to groom Thrushpaw's fur. Thrushpaw shook her off. "Can you quit?! I am SO not your daughter." The only bad thing was, is that you NEVER tell Racoonpaw to stop acting like she is your mother, because she gets furious.

Racoonpaw's neck fur quickly rose. Her lips started to curl into a snarl. Thrushpaw opened her eyes wide, since she realized what was happening. "Sorry!Racoonpaw, Im sorry! It just sometimes gets really annoying!" Racoonpaw's eyes filled with understanding. "I suppose so." She murmured quietly.

The large white tom started to speak from the tree. Thrushpaw knew what Lightningstar was going to say so she didn't even bother to listen. Instead, she looked around the clearing, and dark ginger fur caught her eye.

"Racoonpaw, who is that?" Thrushpaw pointed her tail at the tom. Racoonpaw followed Thrushpaw's gaze to the tom. "Oh, he is in my clan. His name is Foxpaw." "Foxpaw." Thrushpaw mewed under her breath. "Racoonpaw, I will be back in a moment."

"Where are you going?" Racoonpaw called after her. Thrushpaw looked over her shoulder. "Somewhere." She mewed.

Thrushpaw padded over to the dark ginger tom and sat beside him. He was sitting alone, watching the leaders talk about their clans. "Hi, Im Thrushpaw." Thrushpaw mewed. The tom turned. He had dark amber eyes. "Oh, hi. I am named Foxpaw from FallClan." Foxpaw locked gazes with Thrushpaw. "What clan are you?" Thrushpaw shifted her paws. "WinterClan. I am the medicine cat apprentice."

Foxpaw looked down at the ground. "Oh." He muttered. Thrushpaw could tell he was crestfallen. "Are you okay?" She asked. Foxpaw looked up. "Yes I am fine."

The gray tom on the tree was speaking, his voice rising quickly in anger. This grabbed the FallClan and WinterClan apprentices' attention. "WinterClan is stealing our prey!" The FallClan leader Ravenstar yowled. "And they must pay!"

Fear rushed through Thrushpaw. WinterClan didn't steal any prey! Thrushpaw looked at Foxpaw. That's probably why he looked down when I said WinterClan, Thrushpaw thought. The WinterClan and FallClan warriors were yowling, and the leaders were arguing.

Thrushpaw looked up at the sky. Clouds were quickly covering the moon. Someone had to do something, because StarClan was angry. "STOP!" Thrushpaw screeched. "STOP!" The hollow quickly became quiet.

Thrushpaw fumbled with her paws, since she was frightened by all of the attention she was getting. "StarClan is angry! We-we must be kind! We have a truce, and we must stick to it!" Thrushpaw stammered to the clan. "She is right!" Shrewflight called from the crowd.

"No! She is just trying to convince us to not fight! She is accusing US of stealing prey!" A FallClan warrior named Sorrelfang snarled. Thrushpaw shook her head in disagreement. Thrushpaw looked to her right and Foxpaw was gone.

The four clans started to battle each other, and rain started to pour out of the sky. Thrushpaw dodged claws to find Shrewflight, and the two made a shelter and found a few herbs.

"GO!" Shrewflight hissed. Thrushpaw turned. "What?" "Go help them!" Shrewflight pointed to the clearing. Thrushpaw nodded and raced into battle.

Thrushpaw collided with a cat and she looked at him. It was Foxpaw. "Foxpaw." She whispered. Foxpaw's eyes were filled with fear. "Go." He whispered. "Run. I don't want to fight you-I mean-a medicine cat." Thrushpaw nodded and raced away.

Foxpaw's voice ran through her head. 'I don't want to fight you-I mean-a medicine cat.' What does that mean? Thrushpaw shook the thought away. A voice rang in the clearing.

"Ravenstar is dead!" The battle stopped immediatly. Thrushpaw pushed her way to the front. Lightningstar was sitting beside the deceased Ravenstar. His paws were stained with blood. Thrushpaw guessed it was Ravenstar's.

The clans quickly raced to their own territories. Thrushpaw looked around and locked gazes with Foxpaw. Something was twinkling in his eyes that Thrushpaw couldn't understand. Thrushpaw raced away and followed her clan back home.

This was the worst gathering ever, Thrushpaw thought.

Description
A massive twisted oak tree sat in a middle of a clearing filled with cats. The moon was full and high in the sky. Four cats sat in the tree; a large white tom, a black tom with a white tipped tail, a tortioseshell she cat, and a gray tom.

"I would like to speak first." The black tom pushed his way foward. "The clan is being fed well, and the river is flowing at a good speed." While the tom was continuing to talk about his clan, two she cats in the hollow were having a conversation.

"Swiftheart had her kits. She almost died doing it." The brown she cat named Thrushpaw mewed. The spotted white she cat gave Thrushpaw a look. "Is she alright Thrushpaw?" Thrushpaw nodded. "Yes Racoonpaw, she is completly fine." Racoonpaw dipped her head. "Job well done for you." Thrushpaw shifted her paws awkwardly. "Thanks?" Her voice rised at the end of the statement.

The tortoiseshell she cat started to speak from the tree, but Racoonpaw still talked with Thrushpaw. "How has Shrewflight been?" Thrushpaw narrowed her eyes. "Crankier than ever before. But he did praise me the other day for helping Swiftheart have her kits." Racoonpaw smiled. "Well that's good."

Racoonpaw was from FallClan, and Thrushpaw was obviously from WinterClan. The two met at their first gathering, and had been friends ever since. Racoonpaw sometimes treated Thrushpaw as if Thrushpaw was her daughter. It was just the way she was. And tonight, she was treating her like a daughter again.

Racoonpaw started to groom Thrushpaw's fur. Thrushpaw shook her off. "Can you quit?! I am SO not your daughter." The only bad thing was, is that you NEVER tell Racoonpaw to stop acting like she is your mother, because she gets furious.

Racoonpaw's neck fur quickly rose. Her lips started to curl into a snarl. Thrushpaw opened her eyes wide, since she realized what was happening. "Sorry!Racoonpaw, Im sorry! It just sometimes gets really annoying!" Racoonpaw's eyes filled with understanding. "I suppose so." She murmured quietly.

The large white tom started to speak from the tree. Thrushpaw knew what Lightningstar was going to say so she didn't even bother to listen. Instead, she looked around the clearing, and dark ginger fur caught her eye.

"Racoonpaw, who is that?" Thrushpaw pointed her tail at the tom. Racoonpaw followed Thrushpaw's gaze to the tom. "Oh, he is in my clan. His name is Foxpaw." "Foxpaw." Thrushpaw mewed under her breath. "Racoonpaw, I will be back in a moment."

"Where are you going?" Racoonpaw called after her. Thrushpaw looked over her shoulder. "Somewhere." She mewed.

Thrushpaw padded over to the dark ginger tom and sat beside him. He was sitting alone, watching the leaders talk about their clans. "Hi, Im Thrushpaw." Thrushpaw mewed. The tom turned. He had dark amber eyes. "Oh, hi. I am named Foxpaw from FallClan." Foxpaw locked gazes with Thrushpaw. "What clan are you?" Thrushpaw shifted her paws. "WinterClan. I am the medicine cat apprentice."

Foxpaw looked down at the ground. "Oh." He muttered. Thrushpaw could tell he was crestfallen. "Are you okay?" She asked. Foxpaw looked up. "Yes I am fine."

The gray tom on the tree was speaking, his voice rising quickly in anger. This grabbed the FallClan and WinterClan apprentices' attention. "WinterClan is stealing our prey!" The FallClan leader Ravenstar yowled. "And they must pay!"

Fear rushed through Thrushpaw. WinterClan didn't steal any prey! Thrushpaw looked at Foxpaw. That's probably why he looked down when I said WinterClan, Thrushpaw thought. The WinterClan and FallClan warriors were yowling, and the leaders were arguing.

Thrushpaw looked up at the sky. Clouds were quickly covering the moon. Someone had to do something, because StarClan was angry. "STOP!" Thrushpaw screeched. "STOP!" The hollow quickly became quiet.

Thrushpaw fumbled with her paws, since she was frightened by all of the attention she was getting. "StarClan is angry! We-we must be kind! We have a truce, and we must stick to it!" Thrushpaw stammered to the clan. "She is right!" Shrewflight called from the crowd.

"No! She is just trying to convince us to not fight! She is accusing US of stealing prey!" A FallClan warrior named Sorrelfang snarled. Thrushpaw shook her head in disagreement. Thrushpaw looked to her right and Foxpaw was gone.

The four clans started to battle each other, and rain started to pour out of the sky. Thrushpaw dodged claws to find Shrewflight, and the two made a shelter and found a few herbs.

"GO!" Shrewflight hissed. Thrushpaw turned. "What?" "Go help them!" Shrewflight pointed to the clearing. Thrushpaw nodded and raced into battle.

Thrushpaw collided with a cat and she looked at him. It was Foxpaw. "Foxpaw." She whispered. Foxpaw's eyes were filled with fear. "Go." He whispered. "Run. I don't want to fight you-I mean-a medicine cat." Thrushpaw nodded and raced away.

Foxpaw's voice ran through her head. 'I don't want to fight you-I mean-a medicine cat.' What does that mean? Thrushpaw shook the thought away. A voice rang in the clearing.

"Ravenstar is dead!" The battle stopped immediatly. Thrushpaw pushed her way to the front. Lightningstar was sitting beside the deceased Ravenstar. His paws were stained with blood. Thrushpaw guessed it was Ravenstar's.

The clans quickly raced to their own territories. Thrushpaw looked around and locked gazes with Foxpaw. Something was twinkling in his eyes that Thrushpaw couldn't understand. Thrushpaw raced away and followed her clan back home.

This was the worst gathering ever, Thrushpaw thought.