Bachelorpad, deputy of ImperialistClan, jumped on top of the log, and set his gaze across the ImperialistClan camp. He caught a glimpse of What-did-you-dothat-fur, Pokerface, and Scarface run out of camp. "Hey!" he called after them.

The hunting patrol stopped dead. "What did ya do that fur?" What-did-you-do-that-fur asked.

"We're picking cats to go to the gathering," Bachelorpad reported.

To his dismay, none of the cats seemed to be listening at all. Pokerface was meowing, "P-p-poker face", while What-did-you-do-that-fur was comlaining, and Scarface was examining his machine gun.

"Well, I'll take that as a no..." Bachelorpad meowed cooly before trotting away.

A muscular figure leaped downward from the Great Stage.

"Rockstar?" Bachelorpad mewed, "What is is it?"

Rockstar gave a great sigh as he was humming a popular Rolling Stones song. "Is anybody going to the gathering?" he asked, still keeping his tune in place.

"This was the second time I was totally ignored by a patrol," Bacheorpad growled. If no cat came, then ImperialistClan would not look...Imperialistic! He raked one of his claws on the soft ground.

Rockstar narrowed his eyes and questioned, "Can't you just force them to come? You are the deputy, for StarClan's sake!"

Bachelorpad smacked himself in the face. Why didn't he think of that?

This whole deputy thing wasn't cooperating with his mind. He was only made deputy two moons ago, ever since Gone-withthewind, the previous deputy, was crushed by a falling lamp while chasing a mouse named Jerry.

"Rockstar?" Bachelorpad asked anxiously.

The leader twirled his head around. "Yes?"

"D-d-do you think Gone-withthewind was a better deputy?"

"What made you think of that?" Rockstar asked.

Bachelorpad shrugged his shoulders. "Sometimes I feel like the clan doesn't think well of me, for example, I was completely ignored by two patrols!"

"That's because everyone in the clan thinks the deputy is bossy, when they're not," Rockstar replied. "Come on, let's go find some cats to bring to the Gathering."

Bachelorpad spun around to the oppisite direction of his leader. The clan is against me...but why?