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The moon glowed so brightly it could have been mistaken for the sun, that night. It was full and round and lit our path on the way to the Gathering. My name is Gemstar, and I am the leader of Thunderclan. We came to an opening in the thickness of the trees. A meadow was revealed to our delight, as it showed a huge boulder in it's center. This was the High Stone. Our ancestors used to have a High Rock once a long time ago...
I pounced on the rock, joining the other three leaders; Streamstar of Riverclan, Blackstar of Shadowclan, and Silverstar of Windclan. "Shall we start the meeting?" Silverstar's eyes gleamed in the moonlight. The other leaders and I nodded. Streamstar padded forward, in her quest to be abrupt. "Riverclan is doing well. We have no issues. Fish are plentiful during this season and we are thankful to Starclan that we have it." She stepped back as I gave her a suspicious glance; it always seemed as though Streamstar was hiding something.
Silverstar padded up next and began her report, "Windclan is doing wonderful! We recently have gotten a new deputy, Basilleaf!" Cheers for Basilleaf's becoming deputy rang across the clearing as the young tortishell sat up proudly with her amber eyes glowing. I could hear a purr rumble in Silverstar's throat as she smiled at her new deputy. "Things," she started as the cheers calmed down. "are looking up for Windclan." Her chest puffed with pride as she stepped back and nodded to Blackstar, a black cat with yellow eyes, to give his report.
"Shadowclan has always done well and will continue to do well, even with the lack of a medicine cat." He began. A slight gasp could be heard from the other clans. "Didn't your last medicine cat have an apprentice?" someone called out from the crowd. "Both died from helping out sick cats with white-cough during leaf-bare." Blackstar's face gave nothing away to how tragic they must all be. I wanted to offer help, but it was not my help to offer, nor was Blackstar ever going to accept the offer. As he stepped back and allowed me to go in front, I took a slight breathe and began the report I had kept fresh in my mind all day. "Thunderclan has been doing it's best. The winter has left it's mark and now the territory will be fresh and ready for green-leaf!" I could hear my clan mate's cries mingle with the other cat's cheers in agreement. "We, however, have some tragic news as well. A cat of ours has gone rouge. Goldenprowl cannot be trusted, and it is advised that you all be aware that he could be in your territory. His brother, Silverstrike, has informed us that he may be dangerous."
I hated to inform the other clans of this. I had always thought Goldenprowl to be a great cat, but his brother had told a whole other tale. And with Goldenprowl not being there to defend himself, I could only take his twin's word for it. I stepped back and looked into the section in the crowd that belonged to me. I could see Snowleopard, a white cat with black spots and stunning blue eyes, hold a worried look on her face. She had her tail wrapped around her stomach; she had been wanting kits for quite some time now with her mate Thunderstorm. I swore I would make their family's future bright no matter what. That was my job as a leader. I looked out and saw my own family at that moment. My mate, Braveheart, and two of our kit, Oakpaw. Our kit, Desertkit, was at home. I gave away to a pang of torment when I thought of Oakpelt's kit; Pinefoot. My son had been crushed by a fallen tree, right before my eyes. I wished him here more than anything.
My deputy, Oceangaze, gave me a look to signal that perhaps the meeting was over and we should lead the clan home now. I felt a fluffy tail brush my back and turned to see Silverstar smiling at me. "I know." Was all she mewed before she hoped down and padded away with her clan following her. All cats in the forest new how much I missed my son I supposed. Streamstar looked over at Blackstar in an odd way, however I could not determine what the look was. She then glanced at me and nodded, as though I was on her agenda. She hoped down from the rock and mewed, "Riverclan! We are leaving!"
Blackstar left, before I even knew it, and I was the only one left on the rock. I took a minute to catch my breath before hopping down and joining the rest of my clan. Frostleaf, a pretty tabby with green eyes, bounded up to me. I knew she'd seen my expression as I stared at my clan; she had been Pinepaw's mentor. "Let's go hunting when we go back shall we?" she offered. I nodded with approval as Oceangaze padded up to me and began to discuss patrols. I began to lead our clan home. I was a leader. And I was strong.