Chapter Four
"The cats going to the gathering are Wetfoot, Stumpytail, Rowanclaw, Tawnypelt, Runningnose, Russetpaw, and Brownpaw," announced Firestar. "We will be leaving soon, so be sure to eat," he added, before leaping down.
"I wonder what Bluestar will think of ShadowClan's new leader," muttered Stumpytail to his apprentice, Brownpaw. Firestar signaled the clan, and plunged down into the clearing, where the other three clans were already gathered.
Bluestar's eyes widened slightly as Firestar hopped onto the giant rock. Tallstar and Crookedstar also seemed surprised to see the ginger tom-cat up with the leaders.
"Bluestar may start," meowed Crookedstar, nodding at the silvery she-cat. Bluestar gave him a grateful look and started to speak.
"We have a new deputy," announced Bluestar, with a glance at Firestar. "The new deputy's name is Whitestorm." The white tom looked nervous but proud as the clans cheered his name. Whitestorm was well-respected by every clan.
"Other than that, prey is running well," mewed Bluestar, ending her speech.
Tallstar looked out at the crowd. "Prey is running well, and there are no sicknesses in the clan," he said, then stepped back.
"RiverClan is doing well," meowed Crookedstar, then shifted aside to allow Firestar to speak.
"ShadowClan is doing great," Firestar announced. "We have a new deputy, Tawnypelt." The ginger tom-cat paused until the cheers died down. "We also have a new warrior in the clan, Blackfoot, and new apprentices; Jaggedpaw and Russetpaw."
Everyone called the three names. "Prey is running well," finished Firestar, glancing down at the audience.
"The gathering is over," meowed Tallstar, jumping down off of the Great Rock. The cats in the clearing separated and followed their clans out.
"Bluestar seemed a bit angry," mewed Wetfoot to Firestar as they entered camp.
"I knew she would be," replied Firestar before padding off to his den.
Ben padded up to the tree and sniffed. "Tigerclaw!" he called.
"What?" came the annoyed voice of the dark tabby.
"I found another runner!"
Tigerclaw brushed past Ben and swiftly scaled the tree. "I know you're here, Bag!" he sneered. Bag whimpered from a branch, and the dark tabby turned to glare at him. "You're DEAD!" Tigerclaw roared, unsheathing his claws. Bag yelped and backed up. The branch cracked.
Ben stared up at Bag, eyes narrowed. His brother was a traitor to Tiger Group, a rogue group that Tigerclaw had formed. "Help me!" screeched Bag, frantic. The light brown tom yowled as Tigerclaw peered through the leaves at him.
"You can't hide," hissed Tigerclaw, padding through the leaves. Ben's eyes widened as the branch split, and Bag fell with a long yowl. His yowl was soon cut off as he landed, the leaves on the branch becoming a scarlet color.
Even Tigerclaw was shocked, his legs were quivering slightly. He silently climbed down, his face a mask of terror. Tigerclaw shouldered Ben aside and quietly padded onwards. Ben knew that he was going home. Before following his leader, he took a last glance at the sight of his dead brother.
The cats in the clearing parted, making way for Tigerclaw. No cat had ever seen him so petrified as he padded wordlessly into his den. There was one thing every cat knew that he wouldn't give up on, though. Revenge.
Is anyone surprised that Tigerclaw made a clan-like group? Will he attack ShadowClan soon? Review please! Excepting cat names/descriptions, and story ideas.