Chapter 2: Going to a Gathering
It was time for a Gathering.
Thunderkit always talked about Gatherings because his father always went to them. Blindkit thought it sounded very interesting.
"I'm going to go to a Gathering someday!" Thunderkit meowed. "Yes, when we are six moons old we will become apprentices, and apprentices go to Gatherings sooner or later." Blindkit replied.
"Oh, but why wait? Six moons is a long time away. Why don't we go to one today?" Thunderkit purred mischievously. Blindkit was shocked by this. "Today!? But we are not even two moons old yet! Firestar will never-"
"Firestar will never know! We'll sneak there."
"The other cats will scent us."
"We can steal some herbs from the medicine cat that will disguise our scent."
Blindkit sighed. "Fine, you win."
Later, when it was almost time for the Gathering, Thunderkit sneaked into the medicine cat's den. He found the herbs, took them, and dashed out, almost bumping into Blindkit.
Blindkit screamed and unsheathed her claws. "Who's there?!" she hissed. "Sorry! It's only me!" Thunderkit meowed. Blindkit calmed down. "Oh… sorry…"
They ate the herbs. "Yuck! These taste fowl!" Thunderkit complained. "I'm not surprised. I don't think there are any herbs that taste good." Blindkit meowed.
"Look!!" cried Thunderkit. "The warriors are leaving!" "Excuse me!" "Oh! I forgot, you can't see. Sorry." "That's okay."
They trotted after the older cats. Blindkit stayed close to Thunderkit, because if she got lost she would never find her way back.
"It's Fourtrees! It's too bad you can't see, they're so cool!" Thunderkit meowed. "Shush! The others will hear us!" Blindkit hissed. "Sorry!"
All of the cats were talking, but they were silenced by Firestar. "It is time for the Gathering to begin!"