I still don't have any plans written out but I have them mentally! Good, right?

Chapter Thirteen

Breezepelt walked next to a light brown tabby as they came into the gathering place. Darkfang and Hootwhisker have already separated away from our group.

This felt strange. Darkfang was going to leave. It kind of felt like a Windclan cat now. Heck, he even smelled like one. Then again, this is to decide what will happen to them.

When they were traveling, he noticed the false layer of calm over the panicked tom.

Why was he so anxious?

The black tom with amber eyes kept by Heathertail while the rest of the Windclan cats intertwined with Riverclan and Thunderclan cats. The leaders were already up on the rock.

Firestar, a fiery ginger tom with green eyes, and Mistystar, the gray she-cat with blue eyes, greeted Onestar as he lept up.

Shadowclan arrived awhile later and the gathering started.

"Thunderclan is doing well and thriving." Firestar announced first after a mutual agreement. He continued on with his announcements before letting Mistystar go.

"The prey pile has been full and Sedgewhisker's kits are growing and thriving." Onestar meowed as part of his announcements. "Also, we have had a Shadowclan prisoner with us for the past quarter-moon."

Mutters arose from the crowd.

Firestar looked confused. Typical Thunderclan.

Mistystar had a look of recognizeation on her face.

Raggedstar hissed. "What do you mean? We are missing no cats."

"Does the name 'Darkfang' mean anything to you?" Onestar's fur bristled.

"Careful." Firestar warned, glancing up at the moon.

Shut it, kittypet. This is getting good. Breezepelt smirked slightly, ignoring Heathertail's glance over at him.

"Darkfang?" Raggedstar perked his ginger ears. "He's a murderer! I exiled him."

"A murderer!" Onestar looked shocked. "He said Riverclan chased him toward our territory."

"That is true." Mistystar mused.

The tom glanced over at his mother, who had a look of surprise, guilt, and sorrow. What's wrong with her?

"I didn't kill anyone!" Darkfang's voice hissed, revealing himself clearly.

Hootwhisker came up behind him. "Darkfang!" He hissed.

"You killed your sister!" A cat from the crowd called.

"My sister isn't dead!" The ex-Shadowclan warrior's eyes narrowed. "She faked her own death and asked me to help. It was her choice."

My father hissed at him. "Yea, right! I saw we kill him!"

"No!" Nightcloud cried.

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't kill her." Darkfang meowed, his calm exterior coming back. "She ran off with a loner, wanting her kits to have a father."

"She was expecting kits?" Firestar mused, deep in thought.

Stay out of this, kittypet. Breezepelt growled. He felt warmth on his side as fur brushed against his.

"Calm down." Heathertail meowed softly.

He just nodded sharply.

Darkfang nodded. "Yes. She even promised to name one after me." He smiled slightly, staring off some. He looked a bit nolgastic.

Mistystar looked up at the moon.

The ginger tom didn't look convinced. "You are not allowed to return to Shadowclan."

Darkfang snapped out of his thoughts. He dipped his head, accepting it.

"You are welcome to join Thunderclan, Darkfang, if you prove your loyalty." Firestar offered.

"Typical Thunderclan." Raggedstar grumbled. "A clan full of kittypets, loners and rogues."

Before they could argue again, Darkfang's voice sounded. "Thank you for the offer, Firestar, but my loyalty is not to you."

Raggedstar smirked.

"Onestar, if you let me, I am willing to join Windclan." Darkfang looked at the brown tabby tom straight in the eyes.

"He'll never be loyal!" Crowfeather called out. "I say we kill him!"

"Quiet, Crowfeather!" Nightcloud hissed, glaring at him.

"How do I know you'll be loyal?" Onestar asked.

"Let's just say I have motivation." The black tom glanced at Nightcloud.

Breezepelt's pelt bristled.

Onestar dipped his head. "I will let you join Windclan as an apprentice."

The dark furred tom's eyes brightened and his ears perked. "Thank you, Onestar. I won't let you down."

"Don't make me regret it."