The gathering wasn't anything like Hollywhisker had expected. Tons of cats circled the area, maybe even hundreds full of bustling crowds and anticipating felines. Hollywhisker sat among them, joining the seats of Ashhole and Russetfeather, who stared up at the rock expectantly. Hollywhisker eyed a few of the Windclan cat's with distrust, could they have something to do with what was going on? Shadowclan was too typical, but Windclan..where they trying to secretly rise in infamy? her theory was shattered the second she eyed their leader. "No way..he's too old and to the code like all the other cats who refuse to pass on in this forest." she muttered to herself. Russetfeather had heard her rather rude observations and nudged her shoulder with a quick reminder that had been straight-to-the-point. "Hollywhisker, be respectful. We don't go to gatherings to qaurrel." she almost hadn't heard her over the chatting of others.

Hollywhisker imbarked an awkward cough, feeling guilt for her argument with Summershine earlier. She knew Summershine had been like a mother, why had she treated her and the others so poorly? why did she keep misplacing her anger on those who didn't deserve it?

"I don't get it. I feel like I'm terrible toward everycat, why is it one second i'm couragous and honorable, then anger and outspoken?" she hadn't even realized she had spoken out loud, lost in worrying thoughts.

"Because you have bipolar disorder, bitch." Ashhole said back. OH FUCK! she might have been right!

Northfur was among them, eyeing the crowd of Shadowclan and Windclan in confusion. Hollywhisker had noticed it to, where was Riverclan? she had waited their arrivial to talk over and barade them for ruining her territory!

Foreststar nodded toward the crowd, eyes narrow. Hollywhisker watched in awe as the leader crawled onto the rock gracefully. It had been like she was expecting this gathering, well, in all honestly, they all had been. Hollywhisker bit her lip for thinking so stupidly. But yet, Foreststar, there was something about her in the night that struck Hollywhisker as odd. Riverclan was missing, and Foreststar didn't even look phased. Her thoughts where paused and thrown out into the river when she had caught sight of the throbbing reddish-puss-filled boil on Tumourstar, the Windclan leader himself's neck. cream colored liqued squirted out of his back and into Graystar's eyes.

"OH MY STARCLAN! you, why can't you just die already?" Graystar spat at the oblivious leader. his eyes red and burning. Tumorstar backed away in surprise. "Well, that isn't very nice of you to say to me, Graystar. I just got here."

"And you're already spraying gross shit everywhere, you know what, sit on the edge. I don't want to deal with you tonight."

Tumourstar was old, but for what he was, he was a fair leader. scooting over toward the edge, he scratched his boil, before waiting for the seemingly missing leader of Riverclan.

Hollywhisker felt that the Shadowclan leader had suffered from the same anger issues as she had. maybe violence wasn't just her thing around here, but that was a good thing to know, right? she didn't want to stick out as the black sheep. Or the cold-blooded warrior she was often described as.

For a good hour, cats waited, before Graystar grew annoyed and stamped his claw onto the ground, hissing in defiance. "Alright, i've waited long the fuck enough! why the hell isn't Shimmerstar here yet? I've been waiting for an hour now and she's missing! did they just not bother to show up tonight?"

Tumourstar blinked his eyes open, having fallen asleep for that period of time. "Huh? oh..Shimmerstar hasn't arrived yet? I forgot about Riverclan..they are the cats that climb trees, right?"

That's Skyclan. Hollywhisker thought to herself. They lived nowhere near the forest, infact, having rumoured to be missing for decades, she had thought that the story of Skyclan had just been a meer, semi-remembered legend that had floated around for a few years, nothing more.

Foreststar rose her chin warily, trying to see if there was any sign that they might've just been late to turn up and where making their way through the trees. "I don't see them," she replied, eyes fixated on the dreary dick-shaped trees.

"Well then, perhaps they died in their flooding accident," Graystar swore, not even half remoresful. He said it in a half-spiteful half-joking way, but laughed after he finished. Cats gasped in disgust but most of the majority of Thunderclan smirked at this. Having been angry at the fishfaces for being irresponsible with their river control.

"Let's hope they all died a slow and painful death drowning then." Graystar's deputy, Darkstorm, a jet-black tom laughed. Foreststar saw the Shadowclan's dark-humor in bad taste, and cleared her throat scornfully. Hollywhisker couldn't care less about Riverclan, feeling indifferent. She almost hoped what Graystar said was true, having never liked them to begin with.

"Maybe since you seem to want to get a lot out Graystar, you should go first." she grunted. The long-haired tom brightened at this and stepped onto the rock, feeling proud of himself for being chosen to dump out his news for the clans first.

"Well, as you all know already, Shadowclan is prideful for what we do, which also means we put a lot of work into maintaining our clan for the safety and purpose of being the darkest and strongest of the five clans. For most of our years so far, we have held up exceedingly since I have become leader, but have faced our foes as much as i'm sure you lesser-classed fleapelts have. Im very sad to announce my former deputy Peachfire lost her leg in a terrible accident, having fallen into a some sort of gin trap I have never myself seen before. It was metal and long. Her entire frontleg was caught, having been mangled horribly while she did her best attempt to flee, However, as you might have seen, having her leg cleanly amputated, she was able to make a recovery, It was very sad, but she is doing alright now." Graystar meowed, Cats from Thunderclan and Windclan gasped in horror at the thought of how much pain the poor she-cat probably had to endure. Her entire chance to be leader taken from her.

Hollywhisker stared in horror, seeing the offending she-cat herself. Her entire leg was missing, only a stub of what once was remaining, covered by the ginger tabby fur that had grown back overtop of the wound. She couldn't imagine wasting her whole life building up to be something great, only to have it snatched up by not only losing a limb, but her entire purpose, especially in a high-expectation clan like Shadowclan. If any cat was presumed unfit to be a warrior, they became the omega, the last in line.

Nightthrush stepped up protectively of his mate, before forewarding. "Ahem, there is also something me and Peachfire wanted to share Graystar, soemthing alarming that may benefit Thunderclan."

Foreststar shot up in surprise and Graystar groaned. "Make it quick Nighttrush, I haven't concluded my speech yet."

Nighttrush nodded, before turning himself toward the hoard of Thunderclan cats, all looking hungrily and demanding to know what might be so important that a warrior must interrupt its own leader during a gathering that had been stunted and stalled for seasons to come, due to complications with the river water seperating the cats from interacting with each other during full moons like this one. Hollywhisker was also halted, eyeing the tom with great interest. Something that would benefit Thunderclan? she really hoped this wasn't another bargain Shadowclan was trying to pull, Thunderclan had enough on their paws.

"Very early in the spring me and Peachfire where on patrol when we caught a strange she-cat with two Shadowclan kits trying to tresspass onto our territory. We don't know who the kits where, but one was white and the other was brown. The unfamilar rogue who had posession of them ruthlessly insulted my mate before demanding we move. Believe me, if Peachfire wasn't at the risk of getting her wound infected during battle, we would have killed her and returned her, however, we knew this was none of our buisness, and thought we still might as well address the clan to what had happened."

A sudden bullet struck Hollywhisker, rippling through her pelt like a dozen of needles. She had only known two kits that had disappeared from Thunderclan during the spring, and that was her sisters. Only Brownkit and Snowkit matched that description, they where alive! or better still have been. She as Foreststar where quite to object with the same question.

"This she-cat, who was her name?" both of them shouted in unison. Nighttrush was quick to answer. "I believe her name was..Lemonstar?"

"Lemonstar or matingclan." Peachfire interjected. "I hope she is killed for having struck so much distraught into your heart, Foreststar. No kit deserves to have their futures taken away from them."

Foreststars eyes flashed. "So now I know who ruined my clan's legacy." she meowed dully. "The kitnapper. If I had to guess, she has also taken my dearest warrior blossomvine too, hasn't she?"

"We don't know Foreststar, we only know that she was heading to a made-up clan with two of your kits."

Graystar interjected, swiping his two warriors away. "That's enough, my apologies Foreststar. That was many seasons ago, it isn't exactly relevant anymore."

Berrywhisker climbed up top to flank his leader. "It is relevant! our cats have been stalked for moons by this mysterious she-cat!"

Tumourstar stepped into the conversation. "I'd like to join a Matingclan, it'd make me feel young again."

Hollywhisker felt an undescribable rage flare inside of her pelt, turning her into a spiky-looking pinecone. Metiforically, of course. She was furious beyond words, beyond feeling. "This Lemonstar" had ruined her everything. Had possibly even killed her sisters. She would declare war on this "Matingclan" as retarded as it sounded, and she would let Thunderclan know this.

"Foreststar, you know what this means, right? we have to call a war on her for what she has done!" Hollywhisker spat, pelt shaking with anger. Foreststar shook her head. "We don't know where this cat is, Hollywhisker. We can't simply round up every Thunderclan warrior to take it out on one cat."

Hollywhisker couldn't believe what she had been hearing! "But Foreststar, this is important! we have to get them back!"

Russetfeather smacked her. "Hollywhisker, now is not the time, shouting and calling out is strongly prohibited during Gatherings, sit back down and shut your mouth."

Hollywhisker's eyes crazed at her sudden thoughts. If Thunderclan wouldn't find this cat, she would herself. She would make her know that she did not appreciate what had happened to her sisters. She couldnt imagine the pain Brownkit and Snowkit must've been in! being stolen from her and her family, they probably wanted to desperately get back to the life they once knew so well, yet couldn't.

Suddenly, as if on duty, hoards of Riverclan cats raced into the clearing, eyes wide and pelts ruffled. Hollywhisker gasped in surprise as they raided the clearing, all of them muttering and acting hostile toward every clan around them. Shimmerstar leapt on top of the rock, her sliver-gray fur reflecting off of the moonlight's glow as she panted. Her eyes where strewn with dozens of tears, eyes wide and fur ungroomed in what looked like months.

"Im..so sorry," she breathed, hypperventilating. "Riverclan, we..didn't mean to flood your camps. We are so sorry we where so ignorant about it before, each of our warriors will spend day and night trying to fix what we have caused. Please whatever you do, don't send anymore cats to attack us!" she shivered, breaking into a loud sob. Hollywhisker was confused as to why the Riverclan deputy, Creekdapple, hadn't accompained here beside the rock.

Foreststar silenced her. "Shimmerstar, what are you going on about? what happened? did you smoke too much weed again?"

"NO!" she cried, collapsing toward the floor. Hollywhisker was disturbed at how devastated Shimmerstar had sounded, the terror in her refusal rung across hundreds of onlookers ears, all sharing the same shock and fear of what had happened to make Shimmerstar, a usually calm and collected leader so distraught. Even Graystar looked surprised, and he didn't care about anycat but himself.

Lilyheart, a Riverclan veteran sat stroking her flank, voice paitent and soothing. "She didn't mean to disrupt the gathering like this, she is mortified about what has happened to our deputy. We found her.."

"DEAD!" Shimmerstar interrupted, eyes crazed with fury and guilt. "I KNEW IT WAS ONE OF YOU! You killed CREEKDAPPLE! I found her body, I WAS THE ONE WHO FOUND IT!" her incompresensible rambling turned intro descolate sobbing and screeching as she continued. "She didn't even look like a cat anymore..I don't even know what scent was there..but the blood..it was smeared..her tail..GONE.. there was the remains of some cats jaculation ALL OVER HER! and worst of all her neck was turned backward. The look in her eyes..I...I can't.." she fell into a frenzy induced panic attack, and began to hyperventaliate.

Foreststar took a step back. "She may have reinforced the idea of doing nothing during the flooding..and was rather a pain in the fur about it, but no cat deserves to be killed so viciously. But I will reassure you Thunderclan would have no intention to solve it's problems through violence, we would never pick on your warriors, nor kill..or assault them."

Hollywhisker felt a certain dizziness around her. So much shock in one night, she felt high on adrenaline!

Suddenly Tumourstar's tumor exploded partly and puss flew everywhere! then Graystar gave everyone the middle fingered and said. "It has also come to my attention," he paused to scream at Shimmerstar to STFU during her sobbing fit. "That we have also had to kill a rogue by the name of Ivyfeather, due to her attempting to live in secret on our territory. I gave her three chances to leave before the final time I caught her decided to kill her myself. Her death may have been a bit gruesome, but I assure you it was totally not because Im a cold-blooded killer who would also kill Riverclan's deputy."

Unforunately, though Graystar had been telling the truth, the cats covered in puss grabbed him and threw him into the crowd and starting beating the shit out of him, including Hollywhisker, because killing cats is fun!

Graystar wailed in agony and Berrywhisker had already reconsidered cancelling the gathering for his clan and leaving early. This was way too much for him to handle. Hollywhisker seperated herself from the crowd as she saw her clan leaving. Graystar was left with two giant swollen black eyes, a busted lip, several broken bones and bruises, and many broken teeth. Cats also presumed Tumorstar had been on the brink of death due to his massive pimple explosion, though none of them cared. Shimmerstar then got cardiacte arrest and fell limply toward the ground, foam emitting out of her mouth as she gurgled. Hollywhisker was drunkened by the noise and sudden action that had taken place. Then she saw that Darkstorm and lilyheart where having hardcore sex! and moaning really loudly!

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHATS HAPPENING!?"" Hollywhisker gasped. too much had been going through her mind, and at that momment, turned to see Ashhole getting raped by the Shadowclan warriors! all of them surrounded her into a jerkcircle and chanted toward the Dark Forest all super horny. One of them was deep inside of Ashhole and she was screaming uncontrollably, Damn it Pearwhisker! he always did that. Then Foreststar got out a giant cross, nailed it into one of the larger trees inside of the gathering and cruficed Ivyfeather's long-since decomposed body and lit it on fire, her flesh burning off and feeding the riverclan cats from below. They ate at her remains savagely and blood and the sound of bones snapping echoed throughout the trees. Cats then starting shoving branches into their asses and gouged out their eyes! blood and cum going everywhere! some of them where crying doing it but still shoved the branches deeper as they came back out of their chests, killing several cats! Hollywhisker was trying to run away from the chaos as quickly as she could and found a nearby bush to escape into, finding it was best to get back to camp herself. She nearly was crushed by a falling tree as she was thrown into the sewage water from down below, before quickly recovering and pulling herself out of the river and shouting several terrified vulgarities all the way back to Thunderclan camp. Her life was not going to be the same after this. Nor would she ever attend another gathering ever again, christ.