A/N: Tomorrow we start with my personal favorite Adventure (if Phantomthestral finishes editing it on time). Please read and review! Next Adventure totally makes it worth reading the warriors ones (if you're unfamiliar with them).
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
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Duskstar led her cats across the tree-bridge onto the island that served as the lake-Clans gathering place. LokiClan had spent the last half-moon with ShadowClan, to Fawnstep's and Sunpool's delight. Though Fawnstep was fully loyal to her current Clan, it was still good to be in familiar territory with old friends. She knew that Dovepaw and Rage, neither of which were very comfortable with the Warrior Clans, would be looking forward to switching out to RiverClan tonight. WindClan was last, because even though the cats of LokiClan preferred the open sky with a view of the stars, Rage and Dovepaw weren't looking forward to seeing their former Clan. Hawkpaw was good support for her two young friends, though she was neutral in her own opinions. This was LokiClan's first gathering.
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Swift-Eyes followed Sunpool, settling next to the Medicine Cats of the other Clans. She watched as Duskstar leaped smoothly into the Great Oak, and Fawnstep settled on the roots with the other deputies. The rest of LokiClan scattered; Bladeclaw, Dovepaw, Rage, Owlwings and Larkwhisper sat with the ShadowClan cats, and Ripplestone, Lilyfire, Hawkpaw, Echo and Shadow sat with ThunderClan. A silver-tabby she-cat sat next to Swift-Eyes, dipping her head towards the mostly black she-cat, peering at the strange Mark on her shoulder. "Hello. My name is Willowshine; I'm RiverClan's Medicine Cat Apprentice." After glancing at Sunpool, Swift-Eyes replied, "My name is Swift-Eyes; LokiClan's Medicine Cat Apprentice. It's nice to meet you." Willowshine gave her an amused purr, about to say something; but then the golden she-cat on her other side asked her a quiet question and she turned away with an apologetic glance. Swift-Eyes shifted her paws, watching the large mass of cats intermingling. Having been raised in a two-leg city, she was unused to so many cats peacefully co-existing. Well, mostly peacefully. She turned back to the great oak as Blackstar called the Clans to gather. Swift-Eyes only half-listened as the Clan leaders took turns reporting on the happenings in their Clans; her attention caught by a slim black tom with pale green eyes that had settled at the back of the Gathering. There was something familiar about him...eyes wide, the black she-cat whipped her head towards Duskstar, white-tipped tail quivering. Her leader returned her gaze and gave a tiny nod. Swift-Eyes nudged Sunpool; the ginger tabby glanced from her apprentice to the familiar-stranger, recognition glittering in her multi-colored eyes. "Hey. What's wrong?" Swift-Eyes jumped slightly, glancing at Willowshine before angling her ears towards the black tom. "Nothing. Just...an old friend."
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At the end of the Gathering, Duskstar jumped down from the Great Oak. Mistystar beckoned with her tail, and Duskstar padded over. The blue-gray she-cat meowed "I'll let you gather your Clan; we should leave together, since you don't know your way around the territory..." Duskstar dipped her head, feeling a mischievous purr rising in her throat. Mistystar gave her an odd look, then shook her head with a sigh. "You cats. My warriors said they found strange scent near camp, but couldn't find any tracks." Duskstar shrugged, shaking out her pelt. "I'm sure I don't know what you mean...if you'll excuse me." Duskstar moved through the seething mass of cats, easily making her way to the back, finding a certain black-furred tom sitting there with a smug expression on his face. "Loki-aren't you supposed to be on Asgard?" Loki curled his tail over his paws. "I was bored. And I like being a cat." Duskstar grinned. "Nice to see you mingling with the peasants. Come on then." Loki stretched and followed his feline friend, who quickly gathered the others. The warriors gave respectful nods; the new apprenctices looked somewhere between awed and confused. Echo stepped forward. "I...didn't think you were actually...a cat." Loki purred, amused. "I'm not. Unless I want to be. And I do what I want."
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Owlwings bounced on her paws, eager to be going. The RiverClan cats joined them near the tree-bridge; Mistystar gave Loki a confused look. Duskstar stepped forward; her meow was wry as she explained. "This is Loki." The blue-gray she-cat blinked. "Loki. As in, the founder of your Clan." Duskstar nodded gravely. Mistystar sighed. "I don't even want to know." she turned to the cat in question. "Welcome Loki. I'll ask that you don't cause too much mischief while staying with RiverClan." Loki looked at her with wide eyes, the picture of innocence, and Owlwings stiffled a 'mrrow' of laughter.
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End Adventure Four.
TBC