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Goldenstorm was a little taken back, didn't Otterkit want to be a good warrior? Sure he was right, there wasn't going to be any problems, but he was taught never to deny any of your duties. Otterkit was going to need some serious training.
"Sucker? You think I'm playing games? Some cat's gotta be in there to help the queens, and your the one with the sharpest claws. I'm putting my trust in you, but you're starting to give me doubts!" he almost growled, he kept his stern face.

Vixenstep sighed as she crawled out of the remnants of the warrior's den, stetching. "Goldenstorm," she called, padding over. Her dark amber eyes flicked over to the RiverClan cats. "They here to talk with Smoketail?" she asked, her voice calm.

"Well," Shadowstar began, "Are you and your clan to go on the journey with Thunderclan?" He addressed politely.

Smoketail nodded. "Yes, we are." he said curtly.

"We shall also be coming. When do we set off and do you know of any other clans that are coming too?" Shadowstar mewed.

Goldenstorm stopped his scolding, though he really wasn't. He just wanted Otterkit in the Nursery so he didn't get hurt or do something stupid if something went wrong.
At the sound of Vixenstep's mew, he turned around. The golden tom nodded, "Yes. I believe Shadowstar came to speak to Smoketail about our journey arrangements." he replied seriously.

OOC: Um. Do I have to post Foxtalon doing something else, or does it go without saying? XD

Smoketail shook his head. "I am not certain," he admitted. "Silverstar said at the next quarter-moon." Then he looked up. "I have heard rumors along the ShadowClan border that they are coming, as well."

ooc: do they other clans know that darkclan already left?

OOC: No.

"Hm, ok, do you anything of Wolfclan, Darkclan or even Fireclan?" Shadowstar mewed making sure.

Liontail stood up and sat down again. He repested this very often. Liontail was really nervous what will happen to Windclan next.

Nightjaw blinked. "With all due respect Shadowstar, I recall Wolfclan didn't attend to the last gathering, so they can't know we're leaving."

"Yes, very true Nightjaw," Shadowstar mewed after a moment of thought. Although he was irritated at the respect of his best friend.

Nightjaw sighed. It was plain that his leader didn't understand that not showing respect in front of another leader or deputy wouldn't be wise. "Fireclan are proud, and they may not accept our help. Then again, we may be surprised."

Foxtalon grunted to himself. A while ago he went off to... some other spot, but he obviously didn't go that far because he could still hear them, but... really. Who cared if those mangy DarkClan cats were going. If anything, they should hope that they weren't coming. They didn't come to the Gathering, so they shouldn't know what's even going on. His fur bristled a little. DarkClan.

He grunted again and went to the entrance of camp. He didn't want to be in camp anymore. He crawled up the sloped entrance and left out onto the moor.

Smoketail frowned. "I've heard nothing, you can be assured."

Mosspaw padded out of the Apprentice's Den, all of the commotion in the clearing had woken him up. He walked a few steps out of the den, and suddenly, his nose was filled with the scent of Riverclan. His fur prickled immediately. He scanned the clearing, he saw a patrol of Riverclan cats and Windclan cats talking, so he carried on. He walked closer to the group of cats, and stood, listening in on the conversation. He settled himself, they were merely talking about the other clans. This would probably be of no concern to himself, ((But this is one of my zero recent posts)) but he really had nothing better to do.