A/N: This story has suddenly become demanding and popular! Haha you all complete my review tasked easily and in the same day! I want to say congratulations to YOU!

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Please enjoy chapter thirteen!

Chapter Thirteen

The sun was beginning to set on the night of the gathering. Badgerstrike's blood was chilled as Timberwish stated his news about the badgers. Quietstar took to the small Speaking Stump and called, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, join me here for a Clan meeting."

Badgerstrike settled down next to Quietstar on the marshy ground. She starred forward as her Clan gathered at her paws. "Tonight, is yet another night for the gathering. We will not mention any of our weaknesses. We will not mention any of the badgers. I will take Badgerstrike, Vineclaw, Alderpaw, Timberwish, Geckospot, Eelbright, Eagleflight, and Lillypaw. The rest of you will guard camp." She called to the cats.

"That's such a small patrol for a gathering!" A cat called.

Badgerstrike saw the gleaming yellow eyes of Lightheart, her brother. She stood with her fur spiked, "We can't risk taking all of our strongest warriors to a gathering when we're under such a constant threat here."

Murmurs of agreement sounded throughout the clearing as Lightheart lowered his pale brown head in embarrassment. Quietstar flicked her tail for dismissal of the meeting and called, "All of those I called, come with me."

Badgerstrike leaped from her spot and found her father. "Whalefin, I want you in charge of the camp when Quietstar and myself are absent," Badgerstrike ordered.

Whalefin's eyes widened when she spoke to him. "Why me? Why not Reedwater?" He asked, in obvious confusion.

"You're the right cat for the job," Badgerstrike stated briefly as she padded toward Timberwish, who waiting patiently by the line of tall grass that surrounded the camp.

"Who did you leave in charge of the camp?" Timberwish whispered as the padded through the dense wall of tall grass.

She exited with great effort and panted, "Whalefin."

"Your father?" Timberwish asked in shock.

Badgerstrike nodded as she leaped over an exposed branch of a long willow tree. She looked at him and saw the branches of the willows sway behind him. The moon was becoming visible and it's bright, silver light washed the pelts of the patrol of cats. Every cat glowed silver. She looked at Timberwish again to see his blue eyes glowing.

Moisture clung to her pelt as water squeezed between her pads on her paws. She nosed willow branches and entered a large clearing. Short grass curled around her paws as the branches grazed her back lightly. Cats stared at Badgerstrike's horrifying scars. Strange scents filtered in her nostrils as she followed Quietstar to a large boulder. A smaller boulder sat at the base of the larger one. Badgerstrike took her seat with the other three deputies.

She watched Quietstar leap onto the large rock with a old spike-furred brown she-cat and a large brown and white stripped tom. The cats that accompanied her were a beautiful light brown she-cat known as Fawnleap and a large black tom known as Frogjaw. Soon, the gather began.

"Everything is well is SeaClan, we have two new apprentices: Moonpaw and Frostpaw! And a new warrior: Thistlevine!" The large brown and white stripped tom called.

"Moonpaw, Frostpaw, Thistlevine!" The Clans called together.

Badgerstrike felt the hard gaze of a cat in the crowd. She flicked her amber eyes to the source to see a pretty silver she-cat with blue eyes. When they made eye contact, the she-cat leaped back in surprise. Badgerstrike shook her head in embarrassment. She directed her attention back toward the leaders. The spiked furred she cat spoke next, "We've scented stays on our territory! These strays are obviously the obnoxious cats of WillowClan!"

Badgerstike leaped to her paws and snarled loudly, "No WillowClan cat has been on your territory!"

"Oh yeah, prove it!" The she-cat sneered at her.

Anger flared under Badgerstrike's pelt. The she-cat next to her whispered, "Nettlestar, you're not well. Lets get back to camp."

"Hush, Fawnleap! I refuse to stay quiet any longer! WillowClan cats are stealing my territory!" Nettlestar yowled in frustration.

Badgerstrike was shocked. She looked at Quietstar who starred at Nettlestar as if she grew a second head. "Nettlestar, none of my cats have been on your territory. We have our own business to attend to," Quietstar meowed.

"Are you saying that my land is proper enough for your pamper warriors?" Nettlestar snarled as she extended her thorn-like claws.

Badgerstrike braced herself for a battle, but the white and brown tom stood between Quietstar and Nettlestar, "Stop fighting! StarClan is angry! Nettlestar, do you have proof it was WillowClan?"

Nettlestar scowled, "No! But, I know my scents! PineClan is not full of mousebrains, unlike WillowClan."

Badgerstrike's anger was about to snap, but Quietstar meowed, "Thank you, Lionstar, for intervening. It appears PineClan doesn't have their priorities straight."

Nettlestar's eye grew wild. "I can see WillowClan depends on SeaClan for protection!" She snapped at Quietstar as she drew her claws, aiming for her leaders muzzle.

Badgerstrike leaped on top of the large moss-covered stone, just in time. Nettlestar's claws came in contact with Badgerstrike's head. Losing her balance, her hind legs launched off the side of the rock. She heard Timberwish yowl her name as all cats gasped.

Her claws began to slide down the rock, soon, she was falling. Lucky for her, she landed almost gracefully on her paws. Her shoulder buckled in pain. She looked up at Quietstar as blood ran down her muzzle. "This gathering is at an end, PineClan will be punished for this, StarClan willing," Lionstar snarled at a terrified Nettlestar.

Quietstar's eyes were wide in terror as she leaped from the rock and let Badgerstrike balance on her. "What was that about?" Badgerstrike asked as she winced in pain as she limped her way home.

Quietstar stopped and starred forward as their Clan continued on, "Nettlestar isn't a mean cat, she hates me because I'm her littermate."

A/N: How is Quietstar related to Nettlestar? What's their story? Why is Badgerstike always hurting her shoulder so easily? What will happen next? Only one way to find out! REVIEW REVEW REVIEW!

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-Nightspirit