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Chapter 18

The light of the moon cast an eerie glow on the cats in the clearing. Silkpaw could see Stormstar's silhouette in the illumination.

"Silkpaw!" came a voice not far off. Silkpaw's head turned and she found Shadepaw.

"What is it?" Silkpaw meowed, trotting towards the ShadowClan apprentice.

Shadepaw lowered his voice. "Darkfur was talking to some rogues—"

"Oh, not that nonsense again!" Silkpaw interrupted.

Shadepaw glared at the ThunderClan apprentice. "Just listen. Moonfur is being held captive. Darkfur got some rogues to keep her in their former Twoleg nest."

"Like I'll believe that!" Silkpaw exclaimed.

Shadepaw rolled his eyes. "Just wait until Maplepaw shows you. Then you'll believe me!"

Giving him a final glare, Silkpaw turned to the Great Rock, where Stormstar had called every cat's attention. Duskstar stepped forward, the first to speak.

"The prey is running quite well in ShadowClan," Duskstar announced. "We've scented rouges on our territory, but they haven't come back since. And Russetheart has finally had her kits."

Then she glanced at Stormstar, motioning with her green eyes for him to speak. Stormstar padded up to the highest point of the Great Rock, his gaze sweeping over the crowd of Clan cats.

"We have pulled through leaf-fall, and while we've scented kittypets, none have come close enough to camp. We've caught fine amounts of prey. ThunderClan also has a new addition, Darkfur; and deputy, Sunpelt. Though Darkfur could not be here, he is very loyal and promising. That is all." Silkpaw caught Duskstar exchange a wide-eyed look with her deputy.

Stormstar stepped back and nodded at Skystar, who did not even rise to his paws as he spoke.

"Cats of all Clans," he yowled, his sharp voice gripping the cats' attention. "In the last moon, my cats have been spotting RiverClan cats on our territory, hunting our prey."

Both shocked and challenging yowls broke out across the clearing. "We did no such thing!" a cat meowed fiercely – Branchpelt.

"Maybe not you, but among you are cats who have betrayed the warrior code!" hissed Skystar, his blue-gray fur beginning to rise and his pale blue eyes twinkling defiantly. "My cats have kept quiet, watching to see if RiverClan would come back. And, of course, they did."

Skystar turned to Shadestar with furious eyes, the pale blue melting into a burning scarlet. "Did you put your warriors up to this? What happened to your prey? Shadestar, you better have some answers."

"I knew nothing of this!" Shadestar spat, incredulous. "My warriors are loyal and true! The river has been filling us up, in fact, while your warriors are all scrawny and lean. How do I know it's not the other way around?"

The two leaders were on their paws, staring each other down with enraged glares.

"At least my warriors won't get as fat as kittypets filling up with prey!" Skystar snarled.

"Why, you . . ." Shadestar leaned on his hind legs, and, as Silkpaw watched in horror, pounced on Skystar.

The leaders tumbled over one another on the Great Rock, with Stormstar and Duskstar staring with shock-filled eyes.

Silkpaw looked pleadingly at StarClan, praying for them to do something. As if her wishes were magically granted, dark gray clouds rolled in from nowhere, covering the moon.

"StarClan is angry!" another cat yowled. The leaders froze on the Rock, then, giving each other hard looks, got up.

"StarClan, forgive us for fighting!" Skystar yowled. He bowed his head. Shadestar only stared at his paws, deeply ashamed.

"This Gathering is over!" Stormstar announced. The uneasy cats scattered, ready to leave for camp. As Silkpaw waved farewell to Shadepaw, she couldn't help wondering whether there was more trouble to come.

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