Silverflower
When we finished patrolling the border, I ran to camp as fast as I could. I knew I would get back before Flowerfur and Duckflame, but they seemed to understand. I was better at running than anyone else in my Clan, and at this distance I would even have to stop and catch my breath.
I almost shrieked with delight when I saw the camp. I was almost there, almost able to join RiverClan and ThunderClan to our Clan. I couldn't wait to tell Graystar. It was some of the best news possible.
I ran into the camp, still almost going full speed ahead. I felt pebbles digging into my paws, since I was running so haphazardly. I didn't mind. I had to find Graystar as soon as possible. It wasn't time sensitive, and I knew it, but I wanted to tell him right away.
I saw Honeywhisker as I was running to Graystar's den, and she looked at me with disgust. She knows what's going on. She doesn't like me. I was fazed by the thought, but I quickly pushed it away. It doesn't matter, it's for the good of the Clan.
I reached Graystar's den, but to my dismay he wasn't in it. Where would he be? He wasn't on a hunting patrol. Oh well. I could scent him easily.
For once, I was right. I found his scent trail just outside of his den and followed it eagerly. He had been gone for a long time, so he could be anywhere. I just hoped he hadn't gone to the Moonstone.
I followed the trail far across the territory. I was getting tired from all my running, and that was saying something. I stopped to catch my breath and realized that the scent was a lot stronger; I was getting closer.
I had finally recovered enough to start running again. I ran as fast as I could, stretching my legs and ignoring how sore they were getting. I wanted to give up and just tell Graystar tomorrow, but I also didn't. It's way too hard to explain.
I entered a clearing and saw Graystar talking with... Leopardstar? It seemed to be her. That was a good sign. However, even if Graystar was talking to the leader, he wouldn't do anything without the approval of the Clan. I still had to tell him. "Hey, Graystar?"
"What is it, Silverflower?" He seemed annoyed at my having interrupted him, but he could deal with it. It was big news.
"I talked to a whole bunch of warriors-"
"And what did they say?" What, does he not want me to convince the Clan? No, he's just impatient.
"I got enough cats to agree. We're good." I smiled my biggest, and he smiled too.
"Great! Sorry for being short, but me and Leopardstar-oh, this is Leopardstar by the way- were talking about the merge."
I grinned. "We've met. Good to hear, since I worked hard to convince the Clan to merge," I joked.
He nodded. "Of course you did. Now go hunting or something, we need to keep talking."
"Can I try to talk to ShadowClan?"
He just nodded and I ran off again. Yay, more running. Today was going to be a long day.
But it was worth it. I had a stitch in my side and my legs were killing me, but I wasn't going to stop now. Right now I was willing to try and work hard, but tomorrow it would be harder. I had to keep trying and keep working, no matter what. Today I was pumped, tomorrow was unpredictable.
I knew that I was going slower than I normally went, and that there was a good chance nobody would be out by the time I got there. But I was going to try anyways. It was worth a try.
I made my way to Fourtrees when the sun was almost completely down and the moon was rising. I was nearly exhausted, but I had reached ShadowClan territory. There was almost no chance that somebody would come by, and even smaller chances that somebody would actually invite me in, but I lurked anyways. It only hurt me.
The moon kept slowly rising, bathing my in it's white light. I admired it's beauty and lost track of the fact that I was supposed to be waiting for somebody to invite me in. When I was jerked out of my admiration by my realization, I took a deep breath. I couldn't smell any cats nearby, and us cats can smell for a long ways. It was clear to me that no cats were coming.
A gust of wind came, and I tried to catch the scent of any ShadowClan cat. There wasn't any, so I knew that tonight my trek was useless. I turned and went back to camp, still admiring the moon. It was large and round, and nearly full.
I suddenly remembered Gatherings, and the fact that it had been three moons since I went to one. There would be one soon, and ShadowClan warriors would be there. I could talk to them there and try to convince them. It hadn't worked the past few times, but I could try again. Some ThunderClan cats might even try to convince them.
I reached the camp and slunk into my nest, exhausted. I ran way too much today. I had to plan for tomorrow, about asking Graystar if I could go to the Gathering. It was considered rude to ask, but I was often considered an exception. I was a planner, trying to bring peace to the world. It was a long journey, but it was almost done. I fell asleep partway through my plans, but I formed something. I would have to ask tomorrow, and make a good case. ShadowClan wasn't going to be convinced easily.
