CHAPTER 14

                                    

                                          
Mistpaw walked over to the fresh-kill pile and picked up a small brown furred mouse, it was bit in the back, as the bite marks tell. She silently sighed and looked over at Squirrelnose who was talking to Greymist like they were sisters, things seemed to change in the orange furred cat once she became probably the youngest warrior in the world. 
                          
Dustpaw was sitting to, his choice of becoming a medicine cat  relived Mistpaw all so suddenly, she would jump into the gorge if he died. He noticed her watching and sent a pitying smile, something flashed in his sorry eyes, the beautiful colour of which she couldn't describe. Then she felt a flick of a soft tail on her back. 
                          
"Hey mist" Moonfrost whispered, behind him was Brightpatch, who seemed very much worried at his friends state. She turned a bit more coldly than wanted "yeah, just go ask Squirrelnose about her day already" Her father chuckled, his smooth dark fur glistened with silver, "is this about Squirrelnose becoming a warrior?" Brightpaw sat on the right side of Mistpaw and wrapped his tail around her flank.  He smiled awkwardly as Moonfrost took a few steps back towards Lilyleaf, "look Mistpaw, Squirrelnose is just so excited about becoming a warrior, give her a few days, and then she will complaining about patrols I bet you". This caused the grey furred she-cats eyes to close tightly "yeah", she slowly opened her eyes and stood up. 
                          
"Look, I need some time alone" she whispered and the white multi-coloured tom nodded, the smell of berried clung to his pelt as Mistpaw took in his scent one last time before leaving through the torn entrance. And then Flowerstep jumped in her way.
                          
"I want you to come to the gathering" with a sudden jolt of surprise, Mistpaw looked up, the moon was faded in the rays on the sun, it was full, like the ripe berry's  that comes from the bushes and vines. The pink she-cat flicked her tail roughly, her blue eyes stood out against her soft paled pelt, "it would be your fist gathering, as well as Dustpaw and Squirrelnose" Mistpaw nodded, excitement filled her belly whole, but with sudden hatred that Squirrelnose would be going to the gathering as a warrior. Though excitement over took the feeling she oh-so hated.
                          
The warriors were walking along the trail to fortress, in a matter of no time, they were there in the middle of large circling trees. The sudden smell of fish and pine hit her nose instantly, the mingling of these scents were odd, though the cats surrounding her looked all the same. She looked towards the great rock, were she immediately saw Lightningstar take his place, the cool breeze of the night stirred his furry cheeks and tail. -This must have to be were the leaders talk-
                          
"Mistpaw!" The smell of water and fish hit her nose more closely, and then she spotted the red cat, flamepaw, who now seemed to think they were closer than they originally were. "Remember me?" Mistpaw nodded slowly, her eyes arched a bit, but he didn't seem to know she didn't want him next to her. "This must be your first gathering, well this is my second, and that's my friend Sparrowpaw" he nodded towards a brown and white tom the same age coming up to them. Mistpaw shrugged and decided to converse "well then, how's riverclan?" Sparrowpaw took to answering immediately "OH well, we just drove out a badger a few days ago, it might of ended up in shadow clan territory,or t h u n d erclannnn"  he noticed Mistpaws frown and turned "gatherings starting" she whispered and turned to the leaders with slight relief.
                          
-That means Squirrelnose didn't technically kill a healthy badger right? it could of just been that one right- But she couldn't change that now, she was already a warrior. 
                          
"RIVERCLAN is doing quite well, we chased a badger out" Mistpaw jumped at the sudden booming voice, a black lean she-cat with a scarred face was talking with quite the masculine voice, she didn't say much else, and turned to Lightningstar.  He nodded with respect and started talking as well, "prey is running in plenty in our territory, we killed a badger, who may have wandered from Riverclan to Thunderclan. We have five new apprentices,  Mistpaw, Dustpaw, Brightpaw, Rainpaw, and Silverpaw, sadly, tigertail has died from his wounds after the badger fight", the cats chanted the apprentices name, and stopped when he held up his tail, "we also have a new warrior SQUIRRELNOSE" warriors from all the clans chanted the names of the cats called, but then died down for the leader of shadowclan, a dark ginger tom, said to come from a line of other cats with the same name of dawn, all miserable deaths.
                          
After the clan was returning home, Mistpaw started thinking, did no one mention Windclan? Why didn't Lightningstar tell them about what the moor livers had done? 
                          
something is going on.