Chapter 4 is up! Thanks to my reviewers Tigerstripe and Lightningfeet. Just so you know I started to write this before Twilight, so Cinderpelt isn't dead in this story! And I have the chapters already written, that's why I'm updating so fast.
Disclaimer-I do not own Warriors, but I do own my characters. :D
Chapter 4
Stormpaw and Littlewhisker brought back plenty of fresh-kill before mealtime. Though Littlewhisker and Goldentail were warriors, not apprentices they ate with Stormpaw outside the apprentices' den since she was the only apprentice.
Firestar met the group of cats that he wanted to attend the Gathering at the thorn entrance. Littlewhisker knew that once they arrived on the island, where all four Clans meet every full moon under a truce, Goldentail, Stormpaw, and her would be separated to talk to cats from other Clans.
"Goldentail, Stormpaw," Littlewhisker whispered, "When the Gathering starts, lets meet up at the front of the Great Oak."
"That sounds like a good idea," Goldentail murmured.
"Okay, but why split up at all? Why can't we stick together?" Stormpaw asked tilting her head. Littlewhisker had forgotten that this was Stormpaw's first Gathering and Goldentail's and her first Gathering as warriors.
"We split up so we can find out more news about the other Clans," Goldentail explained.
"Okay, I was just wondering," Stormpaw murmured shrugging her shoulders as the group of cats headed into WindClan territory.
Leafpool slowed her pace since she was in the front of the group. She matched her pace with Littlewhisker's and whispered into her ear. "What if Crowfeather's not there; if he didn't come? I need to know how my kits are doing!"
"He's going to be there. Today Stormpaw and I ran into him at the border and he said that he was going to be there," Littlewhisker reassured her.
"Okay, thanks again for doing this," Leafpool whispered giving Littlewhisker's ear a friendly lick and running to catch up with Cinderpelt.
They arrived on the island and Littlewhisker scented the air, WindClan and RiverClan. She looked around and finally saw the smoky gray tom she needed to talk to. Her and Leafpool padded a little ways over to him. Leafpool stopped and started to talk to the RiverClan medicine cat, Mothwing. Littlewhisker knew that this meant for her to go talk to Crowfeather.
"Where's your friend?" Crowfeather asked.
"Meeting cats from other Clans," she explained. In a low voice she added, "Leafpool wants to know how Smokekit and Mudkit are doing. How are they?"
"They're fine, they will be made apprentices soon, but…" Crowfeather trailed off.
"What's wrong?" Littlewhisker asked.
"Smokekit keeps on asking their foster mother who their real mother is and Whitetail keeps on telling her that she their real mother, but she doesn't believe her. Smokekit said that Mudkit told her that Whitetail wasn't their real mother and that's how it got started," Crowfeather explained taking a deep breath.
"When are you going to tell them the truth?" Littlewhisker dared to ask.
"I told the Clan that I just found them by the stream, but I think they might have guessed that I'm their father since Smokekit alike me except for her eyes."
"When are you going to tell them the truth?" Littlewhisker repeated more serious now.
"I don't know! I want them to be loyal WindClan warriors, but they might not be loyal warriors to WindClan if I tell them too soon! I'm not sure what to do to tell you the truth," Crowfeather meowed desperately.
"All warriors swear their loyalty to their Clans when they're made warriors. Maybe you should tell them when they become warriors," Littlewhisker suggested.
"That might work, but they might hate me for not telling them sooner," Crowfeather added. "But I desperate so that's what I'll-"
Not really a cliffie because you know that it is the start of the Gathering.