During the full moon, the clans have a tradition of sharing information about what had happened in the last moon in the light of the moon.
It was a quiet and peaceful time at the gathering. Cats were chatting happily to each other, apprentices showing off there new moves they had learned, testing each other. Well... That was until Crowfeather started pushing his way through the crowd, knocking cats over, pushing and ramming through the group of apprentices causing Heathertail to yelp as he stepped on her tail. She glared at him as he made his way to the tree where the leaders were.
Crowfeather jumped on the tree and started to climb up it, Onestar not noticing because he was talking to about warrior names, completely ignoring Heathertail yowling angrily "Get down from there you Rabbit brained ignorant cat! That's only for the leaders!" Crowfeather let out an inaudible chuckle. They are going to love this.
He landed quietly on a branch above Bramblestar. Taking a deep breathe he said," Cats of the clans! I have an announcement to make!" No one paid attention to the random black cat on the tree sitting above. Getting impatient and annoyed he yelled, "OI! EVERYONE SHUT THEIR MOUTHS AND LISTEN TO ME!"
Every cats heads turned to Crowfeather at the exact same time, Mistystar almost falling out of the tree.
"Since when have you said oi?" Sorreltail asked glancing into blank space.
"And when were you a leader?" Mousefur yowled grumpily glaring at the black Windclan warrior. "SILENCE!"
" this is my kit!" Crowfeather pulled out a strange twoleg object from a hallow in the tree. It glittered silver and red in the faint moonlight. He moved a piece of the object to the right and a strange voice sounding disoriented but clear enough to make out words came out of it "Everybody dance now!"
Complete silence filled the clearing. You could hear a cricket chirped from a mile away and Stormfur yelling at a cat , in the mountains, to get their head out of that eagle's nest.
"What was that?"
"What is a dance?"
"How do you dance?"
"What is that 'thing'?"
"HOW IS THAT YOUR KIT?! I'M YOUR SON!"
"I like to eat squrriel."
Questions exploded around the clearing until Nightcloud stormed up to the front of the island." LET ME,DEAL WITH THIS!" she climbed up the tree, dragged him down by clawing his ears, took him to the side of the island , and that was the last we ever heard of poor Crowfeather.
"What are you staring at," she hissed "Get on with the gathering."
Let's just say after that Windclan had a huge party.
Sunmist: now I feel bad for him
Softballstorm: well I don't
Sunmist: of course you don't *rolls her eyes*
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~Misty
