GREED SHARED NEWS OF HIS TRIBE first. "The Tribe of Lonely Greed has been well. Prey is plentiful, and the wolves have not bothered us." Wrath stood up next, her tail flicking.

"The Tribe of Sacred Wrath is also well. We have a two new To-Bes, Ember that Glows After Twilight and a loner we welcomed into our Tribe, Crest." Ember stood up proudly at the mention of her name, but Crest just looked down at the ground.

Envy stood up next, his eyes scanning over the crowd. "We also have new To-Bes, Leopard that Plays in Snow, Wolf that Howls at High Moon, and Song that Plays with Mountain Wind." Wolf copied Ember's actions as her name was called. "I have taken Song as my own To-Be."

Lust followed suit. "We have a new Prey-Hunter in our Tribe, Soul that Thrives in Smoky Darkness." The cat with the violet eyes stood tall.

Sloth came up next. "Prey and water have been good for our tribe, and no wolves have bothered our cats."

Pride flicked his ear. "We have nothing new to share. Prey has been well, and there have been no wolves in our territory, either."

Gluttony was the last one to go. "I have received a prophecy that is to be shared with all Sin Tribes." All of the cats in the clearing snapped to attention at her words. "Only the source of their song can show the dance and way of your fears," she recited.

"Dance and way of your fears?" Lust asked. As she spoke, the full moon rose over the mountains, bathing the cats and clearing in moonlight, turning everything to silver. Howling filled the air, making all the cats (except for Wolf) stiffen. A different howl joined that one, then another.

"It must be a sign from The Tribe of Endless Hunting!" Greed yowled.

Sloth noded in agreement. "The wolves must be the fear that the prophecy is speaking of," he yowled over the howls. The other Healers nodded in agreement as the howls died down.

For the other cats, anyway.

To Wolf, words in cat speak filled her mind.

"It's time for a Pack Meeting!" The voice was excited.

"Meet in the tunnels under the mountains." This voice had much more authority.

"We'll be there soon," the last one was calm, impassive, almost.

Tunnels? Wolf thought. She glanced around her, but all the other cats had that look of fear in their eyes.

"I call this Gathering to an end!" Sloth yowled, leaping off of the boulder. The other Healers followed him, quickly gathering up their Sin Tribes and leading them away from the clearing. Wolf turned to Ember, Pool, and Crest.

"It was nice meeting you," she meowed. Crest turned her gray, widened eyes towards Wolf.

"How are you not scared?" She asked. Confusion filled Wolf's mind.

"I've never been scared of the howls. I actually kind of like it." All of the To-Bes around her stared at her, until Hiss herded the three from The Tribe of Hidden Envy back towards their mountain. Wolf, Moon, and Song ran up the mountain with the rest of their Tribe. None of the cats even slowed down until they reached the cave. They flooded inside the cave, the cats that didn't go to the Gathering emerging from their dens to hear the news.

Wolf avoided the other cats, deciding to go into the To-Be's den and curling up in her nest. She was tired, not used to staying up so late. She tucked her nose under her paw, closing her amber eyes and drifting off to sleep.

Wolf felt grass under her body. She opened her eyes and lifted up her head, looking around her. She was standing on a field of pure grass. An animal that her mind recognized as a wolf (even though she had never seen one, which she took a few moments to consider) padded towards her. He had gray fur with a white undercoat, and amber eyes.

"Who are you?" Wolf asked. She was surprised to find that she wasn't speaking cat speak, but a combination of whimpers, growls, a very small amount of barking, and the occasional howl.

"My name is Leaping Storm," he spoke. "And you are Howling Moon."

"Howling Moon?" Wolf asked, tilting her head, then shaking it. "No, my name's Wolf that Howls at High Moon."

"To us, you are Howling Moon." Leaping Storm sat down. Wolf noticed that there were stars in his fur, and was surprised that she didn't notice it earlier.

"What do you mean, 'to us'?" Wolf asked.

"You'll find out soon enough." She stifled the urge to groan. She felt like this was a story that an elder was telling her, and trying to keep suspense in the tale. "Your time is coming soon," Leaping Storm continued. "I have come to tell you to not be afraid when it does."

"Why now?" Wolf asked.

"Your story is just beginning. You understood the howls at your Pack Meeting, correct?" Wolf guessed that he meant the Gathering and nodded. "That will become much more common for you, and even more of your abilities will develop."

"Wait abilities?" Wolf asked, jumping to her paws. "Does this mean that I'm going to be a legend? I'll be a story?" she asked, her voice filling with excitement. Leaping Storm breathed a sigh.

"Don't act like a pup," he growled at her. Wolf instantly sat down, but she couldn't suppress a smile. "I can't tell you that, you have to find out by yourself."

"Can you tell me anything?"

"Only what I've told you."

"Well, how will I know when 'my time comes'?" Wolf asked.

"I think that you'll notice." That was the last thing that Leaping Storm got to say to her before she opened her eyes in the To-Bes den. She lifted her head to look up at Ash.

"Are you okay? You were growling and fidgeting in your sleep," he told her. Wolf nodded.

"I'm fine," she meowed. She was glad that her voice was back to normal. "Thanks for worrying, Ash." Ash nodded before going back to his nest. He was the only one awake. Wolf tucked her nose back under her paw and closed her eyes again, going to sleep. This time, she didn't see Leaping Storm.