Broken
"Flamepaw!" Stormfur hissed as he dashed after the ginger apprentice. Flamepaw's dark ginger tail disappeared as he jumped quickly over a bush. It has been three moons since he had became an apprentice but he hasn't been able to attend to a Gathering yet.
The first chance he had, he dragged a piece of crow-food in and almost put it in the pile but Leopardstar stopped him. Then, Flamepaw acted like he was a medicine cat, almost giving Webfoot deathberries for his aching paw. He was becoming more and more of a pawful everyday.
Flamepaw stopped on the other side of the bush, waiting for Stormfur. "Great StarClan, you're slow!" he hissed playfully. When Stormfur came back into view, Flamepaw's ginger pelt bristled as he dashed off again.
Stormfur didn't move as he gave out a long sigh. "Flamepaw," he mewed as calmly as he could. "Come back if you want to go to the Gathering."
Even though Flamepaw was far away, it seemed he heard Stormfur. He slid to a stop and padded back. "Sorry," Flamepaw muttered under his breath.
"If I didn't know any better, I would say that you're a WindClan cat!" Stormfur teased, letting him-self purr loudly. "Come on, let's go back again." Flamepaw didn't argue as Stormfur led the way. At least I might go to the Gathering, this time, he purred silently.
The sun began to set as Flamepaw headed back into the apprentices' den. Ripplepaw was the first to greet him with a meow, "Catch anything good?"
Flamepaw shook his head, "Nope, we were practicing fighting moves." He lay down and looked at extra mouse by Beechpaw paws. "Is that for me?"
Beechpaw looked up from a half-eaten fish and shoved the mouse toward Flamepaw with one paw. Flamepaw took it and began to eat. Once he finished, Ripplepaw bristled, "Guess what?"
"What?" Beechpaw mewed, straitening up till he was standing.
"We all are going to the Gathering!"
Flamepaw leaped to his paws so fast he stumbled, "even me?"
"Yes," Ripplepaw yowled.
As the three apprentices settled down and shared tongues, Leopardstar called the cats for the Gathering forward.
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Rainpaw padded side-by-side with Birchpaw toward the island that rested on the lake. The full moon reflected off the water causing every cat's pelt to turn a pale gray. Ahead, the shadows of the Clan cats flickered back and forward on the island. Rainpaw's pelt bristled.
"Are you excited?" Birchpaw purred with amusement glazing in his eyes.
Rainpaw gave a good-humored hiss, "What do you think?"
Birchpaw looked at the island, lost in thought. After moments of silents he meowed, "It's wired…"
"What's weird?" Rainpaw mewed, suddenly concerned. When Birchpaw didn't answer Rainpaw gave a small hiss of annoyance.
Birchpaw looked up, eyes round with amusement, "Don't you find it weird that you fall ill right before the Clan heads out for the Gathering?"
"Well," Rainpaw paused. It was weird. The first Gathering was a week after her ceremony and she was looking forward to it all night. However, right when they were about to go she had to be sent to Leafpool's den for a stomachache, for the second she had a strange fever. Now, Leafpool started to wail over a sign from StarClan, that she shouldn't go to the Gathering just yet. "Just bad luck I guess."
"Well anyway we're here," Birchpaw meowed. "And it's you're turn."
Rainpaw looked out at the tree that stretched across the lake on the island. Slowly, she put one paw on the base of the dead tree and pulled herself up on it. Rainpaw suddenly dashed across the tree so fast she almost lost her balance twice. She couldn't wait to see the Great Oak, the fierce ShadowClan cats, fast WindClan, swift RiverClan. When she landed on the island a strong and almost fish-like scent hit her nose. RiverClan must be here!
Brambleclaw leaped down after Rainpaw with Birchpaw right behind. "Now be careful," Brambleclaw hissed in her ear. "Don't give anything important away or-"
"I know," Rainpaw called as she bounded over to a group of RiverClan apprentices. "Hi, I'm Rainpaw." Only till after she spoke Rainpaw saw the difference for the ThunderClan cats from the RiverClan cats. The dark gray tom was short but he looked strong, the ginger tom was tall and sleek, as the light brown tom was short-furred but had the body of a swift swimmer. Each cat looked completely different from any ThunderClan cat.
"Beechpaw," the light brown tabby meowed calmly.
"I'm Ripplepaw," greeted the other brown tom.
"Well," the ginger tom boosted, taking a step forward. "Not a single ThunderClan cat can hunt as well as me. I'm sure you heard of me, I'm Flamepaw."
Rainpaw gave a snort of disgust and hissed uncontrollably, "I would bet a jaw full of prey you're first kill you brought in was already dead!" She didn't really didn't think, but the words were out so fast she couldn't stop, but the shocked expression of the ginger tom showed she hit a soft spot.
"Well it was nice to meet you two," Rainpaw mewed to Ripplepaw and Beechpaw, ignoring the dark ginger tom's growl.
She turned around and padded off but was still close enough to hear Flamepaw mewed to Ripplepaw in shock, "I always saw ThunderClan as soft pushovers."
That's the first part of the Gathering…more to come but now you know what Flamepaw and Rainpaw are like. Please R&R!