[Warrior Cats: To Live For Freedom]

-Prologue-

The full moon shined down at the forest, it's light being beautiful. 

The light of the moon made all the stones shine, including the one around which there were loads of patches of colors. One was orange, the other was white, and yet another was silver. The scents of ThunderClan, WindClan, ShadowClan and RiverClan mingled all together. Those were tall silhouettes of cats, that all looked up at something on the rock. 

The something they stared at were other, four silhouettes, whose sights were directed to the crowd. One of them, a white, patched cat spoke:

- WindClan is doing well so far. Though we shouldn't be so sure, we are currently stable with the outcome of this type of Greenleaf. - It looked to a brown tabby cat, who was sitting right next to one smaller rock. They both smiled to themselves, before the white cat looked to an orange tabby. - You may speak now, Nectarstar.

The orange tabby smiled slightly at their kindness, before clearing it's throat, and starting to speak:

- Thank you, Smallstar. - It started - While we are doing quite well too, we have one concern, which is our prey going down, instead of up.. Each few moons, the clan increases, kits get born, but how are they supposed to grow up, if their mothers have nothing to eat? - It frowned, looking at the crowd of all the cats. 

The black bengal cat sitting next to them interrupted:

- Nectarstar. Instead of complaining you have less prey, you should appreciate StarClan for sending you any prey at all. - It hissed. The hiss made other cats around let out smaller, and quieter hisses.

- We don't have as much prey as you do, Tallstar. Everybody knows ThunderClan is a clan with the most prey in it's territory, due to it's landscape being full of bushes and trees. RiverClan is something that lacks trees. - Nectarstar hissed back.

- ENOUGH! - A white cat with light gray spots hissed at all of them. - Most clans have flaws when it comes to prey, even ShadowClan does! However, nothing gives us a valid reason to right now argue over here! StarClan will not tolerate this. 

The other three cats calmed down slightly, however Tallstar now seemed annoyed.

Tension could be felt in the air, as everybody went silent.

- I call this meeting over. - Smallstar just mew, jumping off towards his clan. - WindClan, we're going back! - And all that was left of WindClan was their scent. This happened to other clans as well, since one by one of them started leaving. 

What stayed here after they came was just the tension.