"Who?" Softpaw asked. Flamepaw opened his mouth, then Redstar called for a clan meeting. "I have an important announcement." The cats who came talked among themselves. "We might have a war with Flowerclan. So we must get ready if we do." Redstar yowled with a growl. "What caused it?! It won't help if there is a war!" Softpaw yowled. Most of the clan, and Redstar looked at her. "Why do you feel this way? You were the one they took, and almost killed. Not to mentioned wanting to take our share of the woods." Flamepelt, a flamed colored tom with deep brown eyes.
"I found something out, the clan is getting too big for their territory. They have more kits than normal." Softpaw mewed at the warrior. The warrior flinched, slightly in fear. "That is their problem!" He counted back. "That still doesn't give them to right to kill 6 of our own warriors and do what they did to you." Redstar mewed simply.
"I don't care. I am mad they killed six warriors, but when I was there, Lightpaw and some of the kits-" she was cut off by Rocktail. "If you are defending them why don't you join them!" He sneered aggressively. Riverrock spoke up. "Not all cats from there are bad, Redstar, Rocktail. But, I do agree with you."
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Softpaw felt grumpy for the rest of the day, even when they were trying her favorite thing: hunting. "What's wrong?" Riverrock asked. He was demanding, which felt unusual to Softpaw. "It's nothing." Softpaw lied. "No. Your not telling the truth." Riverrock mewed. There was a growl in his voice.
"What is the reason for the war that is to come?" Softpaw asked growling aggressively. Riverrock opened his mouth. But then closed to as if starting to think, he never asked again though. "Dig up the mouse you got." He mewed leaving. Softpaw picked up the plump mouse and padded to the camp. "Tonight is the gathering, and the games." Riverrock mewed trying to cheer up a grumpy Softpaw.
The two got to camp, to day Woodpaw is going to become a warrior. The ceremony had begin as they walked in. Softpaw put down the mouse and sat next to Rivverrock and Glowheart. "Woodpaw, do you promise to defend your clan even at the cost of your life?" Redstar asked. "I do" he mewed proudly with no hesitation. "Then from now on you shall be known as Woodshell." Redstar yowled. "Woodshell! Woodshell!" The clan chanted as the new warrior padded down.
Cats swormed around him and congratuated him. "The cats going to the gathering, and the games tonight are Woodshell, Riverrock, Snowleaf, Riverrock, Flamepaw, Softpaw, Dovepaw, Leafeyes, Stormclaws, and Thunderheart." He mewed. The rest were going to stay behind, unless of course you played in the games before the gathering. It was mostly to let cats get a chance to talk to cats from the two other clans before they had to the gathering.
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Softpaw walked with the leader, deputy, and the cats coming to the games. The ones that play in the games were there already. All of the clans got there. Softpaw sat next to a Flowerclan apprentice, Leafpaw, she thought was his name. Riverrock was on the other side of her. Flowerclan went out first, a 6 out of the 8 she did not know. One of the ones she saw was Lightpaw. Her eyes widened. Lightpaw? What is he doing? Is he on the team? "Lightpaw..." Softpaw mumbled. "Wait was that the lightpaw you were talking about?" Riverrock asked. Softpaw nodded.
He just looked sirprised and then looked up once more. The other she reconsider was Lightflight. She was well known for doing this, she often got the moss ball quicker than most. Leafclan them came out. Greenflight, Yellowfreather, Flowerwing, Shellmoon, Rosewing, Flameflight, Nighteyes, and Firepaw. Wait Firepaw? He was always good...
Sorry for updating in a while. I hope you enjoyed it though.