A tingling sensation covers you head to toe as you drift off to sleep. All around you warriors and apprentices the same would be going to sleep, only to awaken in the darkened forest which you had come to know like a second home. Even your leader dreamt there, which wasn't all that surprising. You don't think you could name one cat who didn't wake in the Dark Forest now days.
You get up and follow the cats, a meeting seems to be taking place, or at least that's what you gather from the low murmurs or your clan mates. You all gather in a clearing and turn your heads towards a shadowy cat who sits high in one of the dead trees. A small grin crosses his mouth as he begins to address the group.
"Welcome my friends to a gathering in which I will impart on you great insight, and powerful orders. You have all trained with us for moons and seasons, and now I remind you that you have become powerful, strong and Triumphant. Tomorrow is the great gathering of the clans, under the full moon you will strike down all those around you, and once and for all join us. Once the deed has been done you will sleep, Return to the Dark Forest and begin a siege upon those of light who scorn us. We will be victorious!"
Those in the gathering along with yourself yowl in agreement as cats begin to depart, not one questioning their orders. Their Leader was always right and his orders never wrong. Tomorrow you would do away with all cats in the gathering, You and your fellow DarkClan members, as you had begun calling yourselves despite your birth clans, would yowl to the moon, mocking Starclan before sleeping and beginning your assault on you starry 'ancestors'.
