The sky was full of glistening stars as far as burningpaw could see, as she and her clanmates raced through the lush rain forest. Vines hanging overhead from tree to tree, and the slightly dry grass felt good underneath her paws, her clan racing out in front of her. Moonstar was in the lead flanked by her fuzzy brown deputy Fuzzytail. Then behind them was Mosspatch the medicine cat and her apprentice, and Burningpaws best friend, Brightpaw. Then yet behind them was an assortment of warriors and apprentice that she had lived and grown up with. She loves everyone on of them, even though they may not literally be her kin.
They were headed toward the flat land, a place where the land is completely flat; except for a big rock that sits smack dap in the middle of it called sky rock because it reaches up to touch the sky. The flat land is where the three clans who live in that area hold their gathering. Burningpaw is part of treeclan and she is proud to be, she would never dream of ever being part of rockclan or grassclan. Burningpaw was a loyal and strong apprentice. She had a glowing orange pelt, the brightest in her clan and her eyes were a happy but piercing light green color. She was one of the oldest apprentices; she was only a couple moons away from becoming a warrior.
As they ran she looked beside her to see her mentor sunpelt, a golden tom, looking as determined as ever and her brother, swiftpaw, a golden tabby tom, looking as excited as ever. He looked over at her and she could see in his dark green eyes the excitement that was burning inside him. She knew very well that he was thrilled when he heard that he could go to the gathering, he was only excited because of how tense the gathering was going to be.
Rockclan and Grassclan have been fighting over water lately due to how dry it has been. Where as in treeclan, who lived in the rainforest, has enough water, but it was even tough for them. It had only just been drizzling every now and then and her clan was trying to use the water only when they needed it. Burningpaw was sure that there would be fighting and wouldn't stop until it rained.
Swiftpaw and Burningpaw had never been in a battle. Even though they were so close to becoming warriors, there had just been peace for so long no one had reason to fight. She hadn't even been in a little border fight because there hadn't been to many, the prey had been running well and all the scent boundaries had been strong and easy to pick up, so no one had accidentally crossed.
She knew that if there was a fight Treeclan would get sucked in, because there will be demands for treeclan to share their water. Moonstar the black and white patched leader of treeclan will never share her clans water supply only because of how paranoid she was about the other clans stealing prey while they are in their territory. The whole clan knew how rough this gathering was going to be.
As they entered into the flat lands burningpaw could already see that the other two clans were glaring at each other, their dull pelts showing in the moonlight. There was no talking and the flat lands were completely quiet. Burningpaw could hear a mouse scrambling around far off. So moonstar jumped up on Sky rock in the center and howled, The meeting was beginning!
As Moonstar how rang across the clearing everyone came and sat closer to the sky rock. Burningpaw saw how every clan was by itself. They didn't even want to sit next to each other she thought raggedly.
"Who would like to start?" Moonstar asked.
"I will!" said both Dewstar and Flowerstar (the other leaders) at the same time. Then there fur bristled and they unsheathed their claws, snarling at each other. Moonstar looked annoyed and she probably wanted to let them fight but she stepped in and growled,
"Let me remind you are under the truce, Starclan will be very disappointed if you disobey that truce."
After Moonstar said that both of the other leaders stepped back and bent their heads, in shame. So Moonstar started to talk.
"Prey is running well and we have two new warriors, Mosstail and Tawnyfur." Moonstar meowed. Everyone from Treeclan meowed their congratulations, but only cats from that clan, they both looked disappointed.
"We also have two new apprentices, skypaw and goldenpaw." Moonstar finished. Burningpaw noticed how Moonstar didn't give any hints or say anything about their water supply. Then Dewstar stepped up his blue grey pelt dull and ragged, like he hadn't washed it. He started two new apprentices and one new kit. Then he started talking about how horrible everything is going with their water supply, how they could not catch prey because the prey didn't have any water either. His voice was sharp but dull like he was mad but didn't have enough energy. Though talking about their water was unusual because talking about it would make them look weak, they must need help desperately, she thought. As burningpaw looked around she could see that the grassclan and rockclan looked quite thin, their bones showing through the skin and fur close to their bodies. When he stopped talking and started to turn to Moonstar burningpaw could feel everyone tense around her.
"Moonstar please can we drink your water?" Dewstar pleaded.
"No," Screeched Flowerstar, "We need it!"
Moonstar stepped in between them to make sure they didn't fight and said strongly, "Even though we live in the rainforest, we are also losing water and it has not rained, we cannot afford too share water with both of your clans."
"Then we will fight!" announced flowerstar, without even trying to make a deal for the ones who need it the most, like just the elders and queens.
"Yes!" Dewstar hissed back, "And you," dewstar continued, "you Moonstar and the rest of your clan will be part of this. You owe us your water."
"I owe you nothing, but if this battle must be done then we will not do it tonight, the truce still holds, though we will be ready if one of you dare attack treeclan!" Moonstar meowed calmly but Burningpaw detected a hint of edge in her voice. The rest of Treeclan yowled in agreement. So the clan leaders jumped off of sky rock and gathered there clans, who were still glaring at each other, then headed back to camp. Burningpaw glanced up at the moon hopeful to see a cloud covering it, showing Starclan's disapproval, but the sky was clear and the moon shown brightly. Burningpaw got up to leave too they would need to make preparations for a battle. She was worried; this would not end well.