Warriors The Forbidden Journey: Heartless

Chapter Three- the gathering

Onestream wakes with a start, only Blossomfall and Icewing are still alseep. She can hear a faint sound, and recognized it as Sunspots. Quickly padding out into the cool air of the camp, she can see the leader is a on High-Ledge. "Gather below High-Ledge for a Clan meeting," the she-cat finishes. A white warrior brushes past Onestream, and the two walk together up the ledge.

After a pause, Sunspot started up again. "Bumblestripe, Seedwhisker, Jayfeather, Lilypatch, Onestream, Shatterrain, Mousewisker, Foxleap, Greystripe and Dovewing, I want all of you to come to the Gathering tonight. The rest of you, keep high watch over the borders while we're gone. Let's go, we are ready late," the cats separate into two groups. Onestream nodded a quick goodbye to Icewing. She catches up with her group and keeps a steady pace with Dovewing.

"I have a feeling ShadowClan had something to do with Lionstar's death," Dovewings words brang sorrow back to Onestreams heart. Even the thought of the previous leader made her feel like her heart was being pulled out of her chest. A small breeze ruffled their fur as the eleven cats paded on the solid earth.

Only small patches of snow remained, and the chill was beginning to fade slowly. The thick forest was becoming less thick every step they took. Onestreams paws were aching by the time they reached tree bridge. It was glazed over with a light layer of frost. One by one, ThunderClan crossed the log. All the Clans were there besides ThunderClan.

She settled close to the medicine cats, but they didn't have much to talk about. As the moon approached moonhigh, Mistystar called the Gathering to begin. "I believe I go first this moon. In RiverClan, we have a knew apprentice, Hollowpaw. Her mentor is Volewing. The floods are starting to rise, but not to high yet," she finished. The old leader stepped back and letting Rowanstar take her place. "A litter of two apprentices, Fallenpaw and Willowpaw, were lost on their final assessment. The mentors claimed that they went behind a holly bush and disappeared. There was also no scent trail. We believe ThunderClan stolen them, somehow. Someway!" Murmurs of suspicion rise above the grouping.

The whole of ThunderClan were shocked by the accusal, and were hissing at the dark ginger tabby. "Watch your tongue, me or my warriors would never think of that," Sunspot meowed coolly. "Well then why was your scent on our borders?!" He challenged. Onestream knew that this would turn into something bad, and ducked her head, trying to avoid any glares. "We didn't cross the scent line! Now, if your done blaming the loss of your apprentices, I would like to share what's gone on in ThunderClan," Sunspot finished. Everyone went silent, even Rowanstar.

"Lionstar died, do to Sol. He lost all his lives, sadly. Dovewing is the new deputy. Lionstar was cherished for the short yet splendid rule. I will go to the Moonpool after the Gathering. Prey is becoming the more and we are gaining our streanth back. Also, Shatteredpaw has become a new warrior, Shatteredrain," there was a few gasps when she mentioned Lionstars death, but most cats had guessed sense Lionstar was not attending.

In WindClan, there was a spread of white cough and it's turning worst. A kit has already caught it is on the verge of death. Mistystar called off the Gathering and the Clans split into the four divided sections. "Bumblestripe and Dovewing, come with me to the Moonpool. Mousewhisker; your in charge," the leader said and dashed off with a striped warrior and grey warrior on her heels.