Hey! I'm back! I wanted to update yesterday but I couldn't. Sawry =P
I don't own Warriors. I think you get it by now.
Moons passed by. I was now eight moons old, and only just made an apprentice. I had just started making friends, when Snowpaw and his flea-brained friend Rosepaw had to ruin everything.
"Cloudwhisker, Icefire, Fallenpaw, Rosepaw, Snowpaw, Thornpaw, Fogspots, Stoneripple and Willowtail will come to the Gathering," Stormstar meowed.
My heart leaped in my chest. My first Gathering!
Brightpaw looked sad, being the only one of her friends not going to the Gathering, but Mintpaw led her away from the group of cats.
I bounced alongside Thornpaw on the way to the Gathering Island (remember, this is lake-ShadowClan). I had so many questions! What were the other Clans like? Were they nice? Would I make friends? Where did the leaders sit? What-
"Fallenpaw, can you be quiet for a while?" the deputy, Embertail, said.
Thornpaw let out a mrrow of laughter. My face grew warm. Had I just said that all out loud?
"Yeah, be quiet, Twistedtail," Snowpaw sneered.
"Go away, Snowpaw!" I hissed.
Rosepaw came beside him and smirked. "You should listen to your brother, you know," she said in an unnatural glassy tone.
Thornpaw's eyes widened in shock, because of the way Rosepaw had talked. I studied Rosepaw's face a little more.
Her eyes were blank, and her face was completely clear of emotion. It was like she had forgotten her mind somewhere.
Thornpaw touched his tail-tip to my shoulder. "We should catch up to the patrol," he said.
I nodded, and breaking away from Rosepaw's blank stare, I ran after the patrol, Thornpaw on my tail.
"It's about time," Sagepaw said, smiling. "Where were you?" Then, scanning the rest of the patrol, she said, "Where are Snowpaw and Rosepaw?"
Panting, I looked behind me. Rosepaw's creamy ginger pelt and Snowpaw's pure white one were just blotches in the distance.
"Sagepaw," I whispered, "there's something wrong with Rosepaw. It's like-"
"She has no emotion at all," Thornpaw finished. "Her eyes are blank, and her voice is flat."
Sagepaw's eyes widened for just a fraction of a heartbeat. Shaking her head, she said, "How about I introduce you to some of my friends, Fallenpaw?"
Nodding eagerly, I said a hasty "see you later" to Thornpaw and bounded off to Sagepaw.
Sagepaw was beckoning a few apprentices towards her. "Fallenpaw, these are my friends," Sagepaw said.
"I'm Reedpaw," a black she-cat said, shifting her paws awkwardly.
"I'm Sunstreak," a golden she-cat said. "I was just made a warrior yesterday, Sagepaw!"
Sagepaw purred in agreement and turned me to a few more cats.
"I'm Redpaw," said a small ginger tom.
"And I'm…Dawnpaw!" The russet she-cat finished off, trying to balance on her hind legs, but failing.
Holding back a giggle, Sagepaw said, "Reedpaw is from RiverClan, Redpaw and Dawnpaw are from WindClan, and Sunstreak is from ThunderClan."
"The Gathering has begun!" a huge black tom said.
I scanned around the clearing for Thornpaw. Bounding over to his side, I sat down.
"Who's that?" I whispered in his ear.
"The black tom is Shadestar from ThunderClan, the golden she-cat is Goldenstar from RiverClan, and the gray tom with the ginger tail is Duskstar from WindClan."
"I think I met his daughter, over there," I whispered.
Unfortunately, it turned out that Embertail was in front of me.
"Be quiet, you two!" she hissed, then turned back around.
After a while, I turned my attention away from the leaders sitting on the tree. I started wandering in my own thoughts.
"Fallenpaw." A clear, monotone voice cut through my thoughts like Cloudwhisker's claws.
I don't even need to turn around to see who it is.
"Hi, Ro-" I stop. It isn't Rosepaw sitting behind me.
It was Scorchfur.
His amber eyes were frozen, just like Rosepaw's were.
I screeched. Thornpaw turned, and his mouth widened in shock.
Embertail turned also, and the whole clearing was silent.
"Fallenpaw! I swear, why won't you be QUIET?!" she said.
"But-he-Scorchfur-eyes-and…" I gasped.
"Sort out your relationship problems after the Gathering, please," Icefire hissed into my ear,
Thornpaw must've heard that, because he opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again.
"The Gathering is dismissed," Stormstar said, leaping off his branch on the giant tree.
Snowpaw padded over to me. "You're not the star of everything, Twistedtail," he spat. "You're paranormal. I don't get how my flea-brained mother likes you."
Then I noticed something: Unlike the other cats that had started taunting me, his eyes had emotion.
"Oh yeah, why did you scream in my ear?" Icefire snapped at me as were making our way back to camp.
"It was nothing," I whispered, then padded to the apprentices' den, curling up in a dark corner alone.
I'm gonna change one of the genres to supernatural now. I feel like it needs to be supernatural. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
~Wyld