The Forgotten Prophecy: 1/Fury (Warriors Fanfic)

Chapter four

Gingerstar watched the three kits playfight. This was the day of the gathering. He licked the mouse blood off of his paws. What would ForestClan say at the gathering?

But first, Gingerstar had to name the kits. He scrambled up the pile of rocks when he was done grooming. The leader sat down. "Let all cats circle around the pile of rocks for a Clan meeting."

Cats started to flood out of their dens. Tigerspot and Nightgaze were sitting next to each other by the fresh-kill pile. They looked up at Gingerstar.

Oatfeather and Fishpatch were sharing a fish below the rock pile. Fishpatch gulped a large piece of fish down and turned his gaze on the leader.

Streamstar leapt up next to Gingerstar. The old gray she-cat sat beside him.

"What is it this time?" She asked.

Gingerstar flexed his shoulders. "Kit names, cats who will be coming for the gathering and guards," he whispered to Streamstar. "And the gathering."

"Okay." Streamstar dipped her head.

Gingerstar looked down when all the cats arrived. He sighed and spoke. "Leaf-bare is no time for kits to be born. Moth is lucky that all of her kits have survived. Let's just push that aside and give the kits their names."

The kits jumped with joy and scampered around their mother. Moth licked them and nodded at Gingerstar. "Okay. I trust you."

Gingerstar jumped off the pile of rocks. He was in front of it now. "Kits, I want you to be right in front of me."

"Ok!" The kits squeaked and stumbled right in front of Gingerstar.

The leader sat down, his gaze on the kittens. He looked at each one of them. He turned to the gray tabby she-cat. "You shall be known as Mistykit."

"Mistykit!" The cats cheered.

Gingerstar nodded and turned to the ginger she-cat. "This ginger kit shall be known as Sparkkit."

Moth started the chant. "Sparkkit!" "Sparkkit!"

"Silence!" Streamstar yowled. "Let Gingerstar finish the naming."

"Thank you." Gingerstar turned to the white tom with a tabby tipped tail and tabby tipped ears. "This kit shall be known as Bramblekit."

"Bramblekit!" The crowd cheered.

Gingerstar smiled at the three kits. They were also smiling. They walked over to their mother when Gingerstar leapt onto the rock pile again.

"I want to name the cats that will be coming to the gathering," Gingerstar yowled over the excited mews. "Me, Oatfeather, Herb, Snakethorn, Tigerspot, Firethorn, Nightgaze, and Brokenbranch-"

"What about StreamClan cats?" Somebody yelled in the crowd. "I want to go!"

"I was getting to that," Gingerstar grumbled. "Streamstar, Fishpatch, Riverfeather, Woodclaw and Snowpaw are coming."

Redfur tilted her head. "What about the cats staying in the camp?"

Gingerstar narrowed his eyes. "If you have an apprentice, practice battle training in camp with them." He blinked. "Moth will also have two guards. They will be Brick and Darkfeather."

"Yes!" Brick mewed.

Darkfeather nodded.

"Right." Gingerstar leapt off of the pile of rocks. "No cat will leave the camp."

GingerClan and StreamClan started to walk out of the camp. Gingerstar flicked his tail when Streamstar joined his side. The Clan cats jumped over a fallen branch.