Enlightenment Gets Closer

         Ghoststar was flustered when she got back to camp. Cats who had stayed behind from the Gathering looked concerned at their leader's mood. Had something happened? Did a fight break out? The white she-cat had tried to keep her anxieties and excitement hidden but it showed through her gray eyes and in her movements. She knew she had to quiet the clan's concerns about her and what had happened at the Gathering. She leaped up onto Twilight Rock, looking silver in the drifting moon light.
           "Twilightclan, the Gathering went well. Roseclan is doing fine and no fights occurred." She kept to a formal tone, though her tail tip twitched rapidly. "As for my actions at the Gathering...I guess I got a little nervous up in front of all those cats." She lied, hoping it would pass as a good excuse. "Get some rest." She dismissed the cats, leaping down from Twilight Rock with energy in her limbs. Starclan had come to her! They had visited her again in her waking hours. What did it mean though? The red she-cat she had seen once already had appeared in the crowd and then urgently headed back into Roseclan territory. She knew Scorchtooth had told her to watch out for a sign as to where the sacred place to talk to Starclan could be. Was that why the red cat appeared? Was the sacred place somewhere in Roseclan territory?
               Ghoststar's anxieties heightened. How would they get to it then? She couldn't just walk up to Echostar and ask could she? And what if that wasn't even what the sign meant? More confused and nervous than ever, the white she-cat thought she might explode. Who knew being clan leader would be so stressful. Theres so much I don't know..so much I need to know. Maybe talking with Echostar is all I can do? Worried she might make a rash decision, she looked for Scorchtooth to talk to.

The Gathering

    Ghoststar couldn't stop pacing. The day had slid by slowly; the white she-cat had spent it going on any patrol she could. She had to try and distract herself, make the time pass by faster. It was finally night and the moon shone brightly in the star lit sky. Ghoststar couldn't bring herself to look up at the beautiful scenery though. She couldn't stop thinking about what Scorchtooth said. Did she know enough about clan life? Or was he right, that she was inexperienced. I'm worthy of being leader..aren't I?
     She was broke from her thoughts by Darkmoon. The black she-cat came up and asked Ghoststar if they should get going. She seemed eager. So am I. She got the group together and they set out. All the cats muttered excitedly, their mews growing in intensity as they neared the meeting place. Ghoststar was in the lead, but suddenly felt vulnerable. Was it such a good idea going to a gathering the clan wasn't even familiar with? What if this was a trap? We're been practicing our battle skills...we'll be ready. They got to the clearing and Ghoststar stopped everyone with a raised tail. To hide her white pelt she kept low and crouched in the thickest of fern patches.
      "What are we waiting for?" Scorchtooth snapped from beside her. Ghoststar narrowed her eyes, giving him a silencing look that he grumbled about. They were Twilightclan. This was a good time to make first impressions. Twilightclan are like shadows...silent attackers of the night. That's how Ghoststar wanted them to be seen. She peeped through the ferns and saw the small group of cats. Roseclan had only half the cats Twilightclan had brought. They must really want to keep their camp defended. Ghoststar hoped she hadn't made a mistake in taking so many cats. Waving her tail, she had her comrades surround the group silently and stealthily.
        With another silent flick of the tail they raced down the slope. Ghoststar hoped it gave on the effect of stealth and almost a sense of fear. Twilightclan will strike fear into any clan that borders us. Keep them from fighting us. Ghoststar waved her tail in greeting to EchoStar and the cats milled about, able to talk for a bit as they settled.

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Roseclan at our borders

       Ghoststar got back to camp with Darkmoon's patrol. Those who stayed behind were eager to know why their leader had rushed out. The white she-cat leaped up onto the Twilight Rock. Dusk was falling, but the half light didn't dim her bright pelt. "Cat's of Twilightclan," Everyone was already gathered. "Darkmoon's patrol found a clan not far past our borders. They call themselves Roseclan."
        The group of cats murmured quietly, excitement and anxiety crackled through them. "There was unclaimed territory between our two borders so both of us were able to expand and claim that evenly. It's just past the river. We will meet there tomorrow night under the full moon for the Gathering." Ghoststar tried to keep a even tone but she couldn't hide her excitement. Cats were glancing at eachother, trying to figure out who Ghoststar would choose to go.
        "I'll have Darkmoon, Scorchtooth, Silverpaw, Brownfur, Thistlefur, Tawnynight, Owlpaw, and Talonpaw to go with me." The cat's chosen shuffled as excitement filled them, all except Scorchtooth. Ghoststar waved her tail for the cats to be dismissed. They broke into excited conversation, chatting in groups.
        Ghoststar jumped down and quietly went into her den. My dreams were right! The thing to find past our borders was another Clan. The white she-cat curled into her nest, wrapping her tail around her tucked paws. The cat's in my dreams know things I don't...The red cat lead me to our Medicine Cat and now they warned me about the other clan. She was burning with curiosity now. She had to know what Starclan is, who it is. She stood adruptly, peeped outside her den and called out to Scorchtooth. She somehow had a feeling he would know.