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Chapter 3 Dark- Dusk loners
I'd been to a gathering once. But since the Dark forest it was a blood bath. I was told 15 years ago before the rulers of dark, Gatherings were times of peace. But the Dark Forest forced loners who shouldn't attend to come. Each cat brings a piece of freshkill and they put it a pile. After exchanging news the prey pile is split ¾ of it goes to the Dark forest the rest of it is left for us to fight over. Some peace seeking cats bring 2 or 3 pieces and make our pile bigger. Other than that no real torture happens. Clan medicine cats are only allowed to talk to StarClan at half-moon only. I walked onto Gathering Island and marveled at what used to be. Thick beautiful trees that had once had lush leaves now were stripped of bark and leaves claws marks showed on most and blood splattered on some trees I shuttered. Thistleclaw sat leering from Great Oak. His deputy Darkstripe sat next to him.
"Welcome! Weaklings, servants, enemies, useless cats." Thistleclaw hissed.
"Looks like he addressed everyone." My best friend Swan whispered to me. I found myself giggling. Thistleclaw continued.
"It's time to find out who's going to the Survival games. Loners first, Starla!" A pretty light gold she-cat stepped forward.
"From the Dawn loners Thorn!" a light cocoa and golden brown tom came forward. A long high pitched screech cut through the air. Thistleclaw wasn't startled he just smirked.
"Goldie!" A honey colored tabby stepped up to the base of Great Oak, glaring at the Dark forest cats.
"Dark!" With a sigh I put on a straight face, narrowed my dark blue eyes and tried to look fierce as I walked forward. A large muscular dark brown tom strode up beside me. Muscles rippled beneath a tabby pelt. I stopped breathing. He was competition; competition has to be made allies.
"Next up ShadowClan, Sunpelt!" a golden tom stepped out of a mob of cats.
"Snowflecks!" a smaller brown lithe looking tom stepped forward. I didn't understand his name until I saw white specks dotting his back.
"Nightwhisker!" a light framed black she-cat stepped out of the crowds. I saw Needlestar leader of ShadowClan throw back his head in a silent shriek as he clawed the brown grass.
"Mossshadow!" a bulky dappled gray tom came forward smiling. Who smiles at the Survival games? Though he was handsome, he was probably a charmer in his clan.
"And Mistfur!" a dark gray tabby came from the shadows. After seeing the amount of cats already gathered I decided I wanted a pack of allies practice leadership skills. Maybe 5 or 6 cats. Then when it was just us I would run and leave them to fight it out. Thistleclaw let out an evil cackle and cried,
"ThunderClan, Blackthorn!" A muscular black tom stalked up. Ally I instantly thought.
With him I had 2 options kill him first or make him an ally. Ally seemed safer.
"Violettail!" An older warrior came forward. She was a pale brown tabby she-cat with long limbs. She looked like Heathertail from the kit tales. Yet she looked like the scared mouse heart type.
"Goldtoe!" Clan names I scoffed as a big white tom with orange toes came forward. Maybe. But killing him was out of the question, he did have some muscle.
"Palesky!" a light gray she-cat stepped forward. I could tell she was trying to stop quivering and wasn't getting the wanted results.
"And finally Cloudtuft!" HA! I thought, as a small fluffy white tom came forward with slight confidence, I think. But yet I found myself laughing he was probably 13 moons. No need to ask about ally-ship. He'll probably be gone in the blood bath.
"Next RiverClan! Purepelt" a blinding white she-cat strutted up.
"Sparkflight" a gray and orange tom came up expressionless. Possible ally.
"Daisystem!" a tortoiseshell stepped up. I noticed a couple of cats trying to pull her back but she shook them off hurt burning in her eyes. I also noticed she had cream instead of orange that's strange for a tortoiseshell.
"Ruffledfern!" A long furred fluffy black she-cat stood up but refused move forward. Eventually Maggottail and Sparrowfeather dragged her forward with her kicking and thrashing the way. And she was in the back of this huge clearing. I liked her resistance, she seemed smart. While in the arena I really wanted to disgrace Tigerstar, the only reason the dark forest had come back for revenge. And I needed all the smarts I could get for that. I had an impossible mission. Disgrace Tigerstar and stay alive, that's a lot to ask for.
"And Swiftstep!" No one appeared. Finally a black, gray, and white she-cat was dragged out by a Dark forest tom known as Clawface. Once all eyes were on her she clawed her captor across his neck. There was a sickening silence. He backed off as Swiftstep glared up at Thistleclaw. She was rebellious yes (apparently all of RiverClan was) but to fiery, too much spirit.
"WindClan!" A dark blue-gray she-cat stepped forward as her name was called.
"Stormcloud!"
"Pleasure to be here." She sneered. Thistleclaw growled but didn't acknowledge her.
"Lightstreak!" a white tom with an amber streak raced across the clearing to his place. I raised my eyebrows. Too anxious.
"Shortleg!" a small tom walked in. I swear he flinched at his shadow. The tabby was shivering by the time he got to his spot. I rolled my eyes, pathetic.
"Leafspring!" a tortoiseshell (a normal one) strode up confidently up. I liked her, she had that deadly looks to her but she still looked like her first instinct was to not claw. She4 was lean and compact. And she looked like she had personality to her.
"Breezefoot!" a pale gray she-cat came. She stalked up smiling acting a little bit flirty. Probably a sponsor ploy I thought.
"Interviews are in a little while! We'll be back!" Thistleclaw yowled and the groups broke up. I had to get allies, now. And away I went.
"Oh, Blackthorn!"