Chapter 7: The Gathering Part 1
"Let all cats who can catch their own prey gather beneath the high rock for a clan meeting!" Froststar yowled. Silverpaw looked up from his mouse he was eating and walked over to the rock with the other cats. The sun was throwing fire balls of heat down on the forest floor. "Tonight is a full moon!" Forststar meowed. A few cats began to mumble. "That means that it is time for the Gathering! Me and Graystorm will choose who goes. For now I will say that the apprentices will go." She meowed. I'm going! Silverpaw thought. She ended the meeting after she jumped off the rock. She and Graystorm talked by her den. Silverpaw was walking to his den when he heard Graystorm.
"Silverpaw, where do you think you're going?" Silverpaw stopped and looked behind himself. He walked to Graystorm.
"Well, we have time before the Gathering. Let's start the official first day of training." Graystorm meowed. "First, the borders." Silverpaw and Graystorm walked around the edge of WindClan. Silverpaw learned the scents of the clans, where the borders are, and to which clan they belonged to. When they got back, it was about to be sundown.
"Good job today, you did great." Graystorm meowed
"Thanks" Silverpaw responded.
"Go get some prey for yourself, I will get my own." Graystorm meowed. Silverpaw padded over to the pile and grabbed a squirrel. He sat down beside Breezepaw by their den.
"How was your first day of training?" Silverpaw asked.
"It was fine. Swiftcoat is strict and demanding but knows how to do her job. I don't mind." Breezepaw meowed. "How about you?"
"Graystorm is forgiving, if i make a mistake he helps me fix it. He is very patient but still expects the best. He doesn't really get mad though." Silverpaw meowed. "So i guess it went well." Silverpaw and Breezepaw continued to eat until they were both done. They started to talk about the borders and how much land ThunderClan had when they heard Froststar,
"Places!" She yowled. All the cats had been told by either Graystorm or Froststar if they were going or not. All the cats that were told lined up behind Froststar, including Breezepaw and Silverpaw. Then, Froststar meowed again.
"And…March!" The cats padded forward to the place of the Gathering. They saw ThunderClan on the way. The two clans didn't interact with each other. They ignored each other. Once they approached the Gathering, they saw the other two clans already there. WindClan padded over into the Gathering and Froststar said that they could split up. Silverpaw walked through the crowd of cats. He smelled so many scents from all different clans. He was intrigued.
"Hey, you there!" Said a voice. Silverpaw turned and faced the voice. It was a white tom with yellow eyes. "My name is Icepaw, I'm from SadowClan. What is your name?" Icepaw meowed.
"I'm Silverpaw. I'm from WindClan." Silverpaw replied.
"Nice to meet you Silverpaw!" Icepaw meowed. Silverpaw sat down and talked to him. They were the same in many ways. The both of them didn't like the war was the most important. Sooner or later, the leaders began to speak. That's when things got interesting.