Breezestar's Mistake

Chapter Three

Breezestar looked at Firetail, amazed. He had once had a sister, Fuzzytail, a brown she-cat, just as Fuzzykit looked. Leopardkit also looked familiar, with the golden pelt and black spots. "Thank you... Firetail," he said, nearly curling his tail around her pelt. "There is a gathering tonight, we'll need to find some cats to bring," Swiftspots said, shooting into the medicine cat den. "Plus, we need to place these kits in the nursery." Breezestar nodded, and pelted out of the den.

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather around for a clan meeting." Surprisingly, all the cats came. He forgot about everyone thinking he's untrustworthy. "We need to figure out who's coming with me to the gathering, and we also have two newly born kits. Smallstep, Rabbitpaw, Whitepaw, Swiftspots, Foxtail, you will come with me to the gathering tonight. Badgerfang will hunt and Froghop will stay in the camp with the kits." All the cats nodded. They began to do their duties, as Badgerfang murmured "I don't get mentioned enough here." (XD)

Finally, it was time for the gathering. The cats set off across Rippleclan's territory to the Moonlit Stone. Ripplestar, Flamestar, and Breezestar sat upon the stone. "Ok, you may start first, Ripplestar," Breezestar said. She looked down upon the three clans. "Rippleclan has nothing to report, prey is running well, and we have three new kits. Ripplekit, Featherkit, and Reedkit." She stepped down from the stone, her chest swelling with pride. Flamestar went next. "We have three newly named warriors, Fireclaw, Sunfrost, and Burnpelt. They have trained well, and we have plenty of prey and lots of herbs growing." Breezestar watched him hop off of the stone. Fireclaw, Sunfrost, and Burnpelt all smiled and forced themselves to look tall. Breezestar was proud of them as well, but it was time to speak. "Congratulations, Rippleclan and Flameclan. I have a bit to report, though I don't think you'll find them as important. We have two new apprentinces, Rabbitpaw and Whitepaw, and two more kits, Leopardkit and Fuzzykit. And also, a warrior died, from a rogue, you all remember Brightsky?" The cats all nodded. "Well she just died recently from a spiky rogue, keep watch and I hope you all stay safe and the clans stay well. Gathering finished." He stepped off the stone and gathered Breezeclan to go back.

At the camp, Breezestar was pretty sad, he had missed several of his meetings with Nightshade, and didn't see her there. Did I upset her? He thought, sitting down inside his den. With that, he went to sleep.

He walked around the starry forest. Starclan, he thought. It must be. He gasped as he saw Fuzzytail just across him. "Breezestar, you had just made the mistake of your life." Breezestar looked at him confused. "Meeting with Nightshade, she had spoiled your secret. Wonder why she looked so angry during the gathering?" Breezestar nodded, feeling guilt. "She just is... different. I can't get my mind off of her." Fuzzytail looked at him, her neck fur bristling. "You will be punished, and you will never mention your punishment."