Nightstar yowled for quiet and the Gathering began. Bluestar spoke first. "Cats of StarClan! We have moved yet again, but will this home be good for the Clans? Not only have they brought three other Clans with them, but the territory is already infested with nine other Clans! How shall we deal with this?"

The cats in the clearing started shouting. "Chase them out!" "Make them join our Clans!" Leopardstar flicked her tail and the clearing went silent.

A handsome ginger tom stood up. "Why should we do any of those things? They gave us the middle of their territory. We should be grateful. We should befriend them, learn to trust them. We have already recruited members from other StarClan's!" Dead silence. "Firestar," Sunstar meowed. "You have always shown courage. But these other Clans didn't look very friendly. The group that call themselves MoonClan, is the largest Clan I have ever seen. They could pose as a threat.

Fogstar from MistClan bared his teeth. "My Clan is sure to suffer from lack of territory." Treetail from MoonClan snorted. "Then move your territory into the outlands." Heatherstar looked down upon the cats in the clearing. "I believe this Gathering is over,'" she said with a flick of her tail. Cedarstar rolled his eyes. As soon as everyone was out of the clearing, Pinestar spoke. "I sense a disturbance in the force." Raggedstar snickered. Lionstar glared at him.

Bluestar nodded. "I, too sense something wrong. There is a prophecy." She looked at Treetail. "It's about MoonClan." Treetail looked concerned. Birchstar flattened his ears. "Moonstar will have to endure much more pain in his future. We can only hope he sorts it out."