It was a few weeks after Moonstorm had ran away, and the camp was still nervous. Everyone was expecting Moonstorm to come to the camp, willing or not, with LionClan, but nothing had happened yet. This was making everyone extra nervous. Was it possible Moonstorm had run away and wouldn't come back? That LionClan would believe her story? That she'd forget her revenge on the clan and the threats she made to Grasstail and Spottedface? Or was she waiting for them to get comfortable? To forget her and her role in the camp? To be more venerable and less high strung? For an opportunity to take them by surprise?
These, among other questions, circled around in Dottedstar's head. Then there was the gathering to consider. Should she bring less cats so that if Moonstorm decided to attack while they were away they'd have a better defense? And what about the cats that supported Moonstorm? Would they attack with her or against her? What if she wasn't attacked and Moonstorm was at the gathering with LionClan? Would her clan appear week if they had less cats there?
In her pondering the facts she hadn't noticed the time. It was almost time to leave for the gathering, and she hadn't picked any cats to go! Tossing her thoughts aside, Dottedstar left her sleeping area and paced to the Low Rock.
"Would all cats old enough to catch their own pray com to the Low Rock for a clan meeting?" she began.