A/N: This is for a contest for Jeffrey Dahmer that I've entered. There has to be at least 3 chapters and 3,000 words. Don't worry though, this won't take away from me writing Reaper! I do not own Warriors, Cloudstar, Redstar, Swiftstar, Birchstar, Dawnstar, Seedpelt, Kestrelwing, the Highledge, Spottedkit, or Gorsekit. All the things/characters listed belong to Erin Hunter.

The dark ginger tom watched as the grey and white leader go. The tom sighed, but he knew there was no time to think about another Clan. Redstar, leader of ThunderClan, glanced at the newest members of Thunderclan. As he did so, the voice of Birchstar came thought.

"Well what do we do now? Go on with the gathering," RiverClan's asked. Dawnstar shrugged while Swiftstar spoke.

"I say we should. After all why should we let one Clan who left cause us to not go on with the tradition," the black tom suggested.

"That sounds good. I'll go first," Dawnstar meowed.

"ShadowClan is well. Prey is running perfectly and we have three new kits born to Honeynose and Loonflight. We have a new apprentice, Mosspaw."

"Mosspaw, Mosspaw, Mosspaw," the warriors of all Clans yowled.

"We also have two new warriors, Frostpelt and Greyheart."

"Frostpelt, Greyheart! Frostpelt, Greyheart," the Clans cheered again.

"That is all I have to report," Dawnstar finished. The creamy brown she-cat nodded to Swiftstar.

"WindClan is doing great. Prey is coming well and we have one new queen, Berrysong. That is all I have to report," The black tom meowed. Redstar watched as the WindClan leader dipped his head towards Birchstar. The she-cat stood up.

"We have a new warrior, Talonflight," The she-cat began.

"Talonflight, Talonflight, Talonflight," the warriors below cheered.

"We also have three new kits born to Paleheart and Stormfrost, Heatherkit, Rock-kit, and Pebblekit. That is all I have to report," the she-cat finished. Next was Redstar's turn.

"Like everyone else, prey is running well. We welcome Birdflight and her kits with happiness. That is all I have to report," the ginger tom finished. Dawnstar called a gathering to a close and everyone prepared to leave. The ginger ThunderClan leader felt a twinge of guilt as he remembered that Gorsekit and Spottedkit would never see their farther, but he soon shook the feeling off. After all with SkyClan gone things would be easier for the ThunderClan leader to deal with. The tom smiled at the hope of new warriors soon. The dark ginger leader jumped from one of the four oaks and towards the ThunderClan warriors.

"ThunderClan time to go," the tom yowled. Behind him, the warriors of ThunderClan got up and followed their leader. The muscular tom padded towards the ThunderClan camp, ready to go home. Seedpelt, his deputy, was helping Birdflight and her kits along with Kestrelwing, the medicine cat. The tom smiled, happy for new blood for the Clan.

"Hello Redstar," the honey-like voice Bluesong greeted.

"Hey Bluesong," the yellow eyed tom purred back.

"So, what did you think of the gathering," the ThunderClan leader asked.

"Well it was interesting. I'm happy they're gone. After all it was so much trouble to keep our borders protected from them," the she-cat replied. Redstar nodded in agreement smiling at his best friend. The warriors made it back to camp and dispersed to their dens, so they could sleep. The yellow eyed tom staggered to the leader's den, and closed his eyes waiting for tomorrow.

*Six Moons Later*

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join me beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting," the tom's voice rang out."

"Today is a special day for two for our kits, Spottedkit and Gorsekit. Spottedkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Spottedpaw. Your mentor will be Blusong. I hope she will pass down all she knows on to you.

"Bluesong, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Aspenfoot, and you have shown yourself to be caring and spirited. You will be the mentor of Spottedpaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to her."

"Gorsekit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Gorsepaw. Your mentor will be Amberclaw. I hope he will pass down all he knows on to you," Redstar finished. The ThunderClan tom turned his attention to his brother.

"Amberclaw, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Pikenose, and you have shown yourself to be swift and brave. You will be the mentor of Gorsepaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to him."

"Spottedpaw, Gorsepaw! Spottedpaw, Gorsepaw," the ThunderClan warriors cheered. Redstar smiled at the two new ThunderClan apprentices. As he did so his yellow gaze drifted to Bluesong. The she-cat mouthed 'thank you' to her best friends as she and Spottedpaw exited the camp. Across the clearing, Redstar saw Birdflight speaking with her old den mate, Barkcloud. The former SkyClan warrior seemed to be adjusting well to ThunderClan life. For the first two moons the light tabby queen would barely eat or speak to any of the ThunderClan warriors. Now she seemed to be doing much better. As the friends spoke, one of Barkcloud's kits distracted her and she had to take care of him. As she did so Birdflight turned her amber eyes towards Redstar. The tom saw a mix of anger, grief, bitterness, and wonder. A pang of guilt hit the ginger tom as he continued to stare. The cat's eyes were locked together for a while until Barkcloud came back. Birdflight acted like nothing happened after. The guilty feeling was still present to Redstar. Why are you feeling guilty? You have two new apprentices on their way to hopefully becoming warriors and another known for her excellent fighting! Besides you're warriors are happy and there's on less Clan to worry about. You gave your brother and best friend apprentices they deserve, the tom thought. He was happy with his choice, but deep down, he knew it wasn't the right one. And one day he'd regret it.

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