══════════════════════════════════ A small black male apprentice with white splotches flicked his tail to Swiftpaw and her littermate, gesturing for them to approach him. His lithe body and sleek fur led the ginger and white cat to predict that he was a member of WindClan. The apprentice glanced at the two cats and purred in greeting. "I'm Falconpaw," he meowed. "Is this your first Gathering?" Ashpaw nodded in agreement. "Is it yours as well?" the small black feline asked. Falconpaw shook his head. "Not this time. It's actually my second." ══════════════════════════════════ Swiftpaw identified the Clan leaders leaping onto the Great Rock, their deputies settling near the base of the boulder. A yowl from a russet and white female signaled the beginning of the Gathering. Ashpaw flinched at the sound. "Come on, we should find somewhere to watch the meeting," he suggested. The three cats rested near the front of the crowd. A pale brown leader lept to his paws on the peak of the stone, preparing to speak. "That's Rabbitstar," Falconpaw whispered. "He's about to make his announcement." Rabbitstar narrowed his eyes at the ThunderClan leader. "Morningstar, patrols have been reporting ThunderClan scent on our territory," he growled. Before the gray leader of the opposing Clan could speak, Rabbitstar continued. "We will not hesitate to attack to defend our land," he meowed defensively. "Tell your cats to stay off of our side of the border." The pale brown WindClan leader contently shifted into a sitting position. "Hunting has been going well, and other than that, I have nothing to announce." ══════════════════════════════════ Ashpaw lashed his tail. "ThunderClan always claims they're better than the other Clans," he muttered. "Always thinking that they can cross any border whenever they feel like it." Swiftpaw growled. "At least we don't have to deal with those stupid cats," she confided. "Those mouse-hearts won't go near the river. Too afraid of getting their precious paws wet." Falconpaw twitched his whiskers in amusement. The ginger and white apprentice could feel her pelt heating up as Morningstar glared at her. The ThunderClan leader forced her fur to lay flat. "Prey in the forest has been thriving, and we have a new warrior," she announced. She rested her gaze on a sand colored male as he lifted his head with pride. "Congratulations, Pineclaw." Morningstar stepped backward. "That is all," she meowed as she nodded to the ShadowClan leader. ══════════════════════════════════
══════════════════════════════════ I'm proud to announce the release of part six! I've been working on this for a while now, and part seven of the first book should be available to view on Scratch very soon. I hope you enjoyed this :3 Previous | https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/264757776/ Following | nothing yet ══════════════════════════════════
