Nightfur walked along beside Whiteclaw, sensing the feeling of going to your first clan gathering. As he got closer and closer to the Fourtrees the scent of other clan cats became stronger and stronger until he walked through the bushes and saw it for the first time. Many different cats were gathered together. Some warriors, some apprentices and of course, the four leaders. There were tabby's, gingers, greys, blacks, whites and all sorts of colours. Whiteclaw bounded forward and Nightfur followed eagerly, watching as the white she cat walked gracefully across to a young tabby, which Nightfur could scent as a Riverclan apprentice, telling a story to many young and old faces watching up at him with an array of eyes.
"And I pouced forward, pinning the huge black crow between my paws!" The young tom exclaimed to the intrigued audience. After the tabby had finished his story, all the cats wondered away, some talking about his story, others talking about rumours going around about Windclan's new leader, Whitestar. The little tabby wondered away, his long tail high above him.
"Darkpaw!" Whiteclaw shouted over to the tabby, and his turned around. Seeing Whiteclaw his small green eyes lit up and he bounded up to her.
"Hi!" He said, his eyes still as bright as summer grass.
"Nightfur, this is Darkpaw, the best young story teller you will ever see, Darkpaw, this is my warrior friend Nightfur." Whiteclaw said, introducing her two friends. Nightfur bowed his head to the young cat.
"Nice to meet yo-"
"Come all cats, the gathering is soon to begin!" Nightfur heard Bluestar shout and he bounded over with Whiteclaw behind him. Windclan's new leader bounced over to the middle and Nightfur noticed, with much confusion, that Shadowclan's leader, Darkstar,was wacthing him with his eyes narrowed.
"Hello everyone," Whitestar adressed the crowed, "it is a honour to become the new leader after Greystar was tragically killed." Suddenly Whitestar's mood change and he narrowed his eyes, angry."As much as I like being Windclan's new leader, I shouldn't have become leader." A few gasps came from the crowed, but they were soon silenced. "Greystar should not have died, and that is why I am speaking to you all, to show you how Greystar died." Whitestar paused for effect.
"Darkstar killed him, in our own territory!" Whitestar hissed. Spining round he pounced at Shadowclan's leader, slashing his face. He howled in rage and bit down on Whitestar's long silver tail and Nightfur watched, his bright green eyes clouded with horror.
