The moon was shining brightly over the island. Tonight was the Gathering. ThunderClan was the last to arrive and take their seats at the base of the Great Oak. "Hawkstar, you're late." Pinestar declared. "I know, we had an unfortunate turn of events in our territory, which you will all know about when it is my turn to speak."
"Okay, Troutstar, will you begin?"
"Of course. RiverClan has had a very prosperous greenleaf. Also, we have chased a fox out of our territory and it headed for WindClan territory, you might want to watch out for it."
"Thank you Troutstar, WindClan has nothing to report."
"Same for ShadowClan."
"ThunderClan has had a hard time with Twolegs this greenleaf, and one of our kits has died Sunkit is now a member of StarClan."
"Thank you, Hawkstar, it is sad when a kit dies, the Gathering is at an end."
For now, Hawkstar thought. Just wait for the next Gathering, by then, I will be ruling all of the Clans.
