#seedclan

Softpaw has completed his first solo task as an apprentice, placing him a quarter of the way through his trials. While training by himself, Softpaw saw the opportunity to snag a plump rabbit, and made a successful catch. It looks so good, and he feels temptation to eat it for himself after all of his hard work...

"That's not what Kestrelstar said," Howlpaw argued, frowning as he flicked his gaze ahead. "Well fine, if you're going to be like that. I'll just introduce myself without your help."

A mrow of laughter caught Howlpaw off guard, Softpaw not even attempting to muffle his snickering as he rolled his eyes. "Ok Howlpaw. I'll see you at Dandelion Memorial. Good luck." Softpaw trotted ahead after Goldeniris and Honeyeagle, his tail tip flicking to hit Howlpaw's nose.

The gray apprentice jumped, swatting at the air where the tail once was, before huffing. As his fur began to lie flat, he gave himself a few quick licks before eyeing the gathered cats. He eventually noticed a smaller, younger looking tom. He was white and spotted with pale brown patches, standing alone.

Maybe he's nervous to meet other apprentices, just like me!

With a steady breath, Howlpaw trotted over with his head raised high, flicking his tail in greeting. "Hello there! I'm Howlpaw of SeedClan. Are you..." He paused only a moment, scenting the air. "...a SorrelClan apprentice?"

"I am." The tom's smile was small. He dipped his head in greeting to Howlpaw. "My name is Bumblepaw. I've been training for 4 moons now under Cranefang. You train under Kestrelstar, don't you?"

Howlpaw's eyes widened. "Wow, you know a lot!"

Bumblepaw purred with a small laugh. "Word gets around, especially when a leader trains an apprentice."

Pride swelled within him, Howlpaw unable to keep from flattening his ears with a show of embarrassment. He opened his mouth to speak further, but was interrupted by a flash of gray nudging her way between them, a bright smile on her face.

"Hi there! Socializing today, huh? Ooh, I'm glad there's a SeedClan cat willing to chat. That Softpaw is always telling me to bug off." She laughed loud enough to make Howlpaw duck his head, wary of others around them who glanced over with somewhat annoyed glances.

The dark gray tabby waved her plume-like tail. "I'm Rainpaw - CoyoteClan apprentice. I see you've met Bumblepaw. Got any scoop for me before the Gathering starts?"

Blinking at her in shock, Howlpaw stuttered. "I don't think uh- I mean I think that's Kestrelstar's job, not mine. That is uh..." He glanced away. While he was glad they were friendly, he hadn't exactly expected this.

"Rainpaw, quiet down," Bumblepaw whispered calmly. He nodded ahead to the Leaders, who stood proud as a hushed silence fell over the group. Howlpaw too straightened up, turning to pay attention.

The Gathering was starting.

Ryestar stepped forward, setting a Petunia down before his paws. "CoyoteClan is steadily recovering from the flood. Plummoon has taken up his deputy duties, but unfortunately we ran into a nasty fox that managed to mangle his leg. Lakeburn says he will make a full recovery." Murmurs of well wishes were exchanged, a few glances being cast towards Rainpaw, causing Howlpaw to glance at her as well.

Ryestar continued. "Rainpaw bravely finished chasing the fox off, and helped her mentor back to camp. I would like to acknowledge her tonight and thank her for protecting our new deputy."

Wow! Howlpaw gazed at Rainpaw with admiration. He couldn't imagine chasing off a fox and taking care of Kestrelstar like that. And her mentor was a deputy! Rainpaw was pretty amazing!

The she-cat noticed his look, puffing out her chest with a smile of delight. "You should've seen the way it yipped when it turned tail and ran. It won't mess with CoyoteClan again, that's for sure!"

As Ryestar stepped back, Whisperstar went next, the CherryClan leader dropping her pinkish colored flower to the ground. "For this Gathering, I bring Gladiolus. It represents strength and growth, which I believe CherryClan has been experiencing. We will not let hardships keep us down." Her voice sounded more powerful, making the raspy tone that betrayed her age. "CherryClan welcomes a new apprentice. Icepaw has been apprenticed to my deputy, Quiverwatcher, and we believe he will continue to uphold CherryClan's values."

Icepaw?

There was a new apprentice in CherryClan? That meant he was just a moon younger than Howlpaw! He'd have to say hi and congratulate him before they left.

"Icepaw! Icepaw! Icepaw!" the gathering cheered, Howlpaw raising his voice as he craned his neck and looked around for the apprentice.

He finally spotted him. A spiky white tom stood fierce and proud, a smile not even cracking his features. Howlpaw could see why he was named Icepaw. His eyes were like sunlit ice, and his cold exterior and white pelt made him fit for the chills of leafbare.

"We also have a new member of our clan. Apricotfeather has moved to the nursery with kits, but we have learned her mate is an outsider. As the code is to protect kits, we have taken him in to strengthen our ranks, as will the kits when they are born."

Chivestar's lips curled back in a snarl, and Ryestar even seemed surprised. "You took in an outsider, even after Bushclaw's death?" he asked warily.

"Churro has already proven his innocence," hissed Whisperstar, not explaining herself further. "Apricotfeather has suffered enough this past moon." Her fur bristled, before she stiffened and straightened herself. "And unfortunately, so have we. The truth is that twolegs came into our territory... and they managed to capture Tadpolefern. He was taken."

Everyone gasped, fur bristling as panic seemed to rise from the crowd.

"T-Taken?" a white SorrelClan she-cat timidly cried out

"Does CherryClan not protect their own?!" snarled Quillbeak.

"Silence!" Whisperstar cried, lashing her tail as her silver eyes betrayed the pain she felt. "CherryClan is feeling great shame. We loved Tadpolefern, and we have sent countless patrols out in search of Twolegs. But alas it hasn't led to any success..." She trailed off, sighing. "CherryClan is rebuilding, but with what is sounding like a large litter, we will be stronger than ever," she insisted, admittedly rather defensive.

"I also have a warning to my fellow clan cats." Whisperstar's voice was stern and serious. "As you may have noticed, our medicine cat Maplefern has been absent two Gatherings now. I'm informing you all now that she has been exiled from CherryClan."

Howlpaw's ears flattened as shocked whispers flooded the clearing. His pelt felt hot, knowing well where Maplefern was. He lowered his head, yet kept his eyes looking at Whisperstar as she continued to speak.

"As is the code of Healers, they must not take mates, nor carry kits, as it impedes upon their relationship with StarClan. When we learned she had been seeing a loner, she lost her rights to our support."

Kestrelstar eyed the white she-cat, frowning. Her demeanor did not go unnoticed, as Whisperstar glared back. "Do you have something to say, Kestrelstar?"

"Only if you're finished," Kestrelstar replied coolly, voice muffled by the large yellow flower she carried.

Whisperstar huffed and stepped back, eyeing the SeedClan leader with her silver eyes as they traded places. Kestrelstar set her offering down, raising her tail as she gazed upon the gathered cats.

"I have brought a Sunflower because SeedClan has unwavering faith, and are looking towards the light that is the sun. This past moon has brought change, but we are strong and certain in our actions." She took a soft breath, puffing out her chest as she spoke. "The truth is that SeedClan has taken in Maplefern."

"You what?!" Whisperstar bared her fangs, silver eyes blazing with fury. "Does SeedClan spat in the face of StarClan's word?"

"I should be asking CherryClan that," Kestrelstar hissed back without hesitation. "Does CherryClan leave kits to die and fend for themselves?"

Whisperstar sat upright in shock. "Kits? What do you mean?"

"Maplefern had kits with her. They appeared to be almost 2 moons old. She most certainly had to have been pregnant when you cast her out." Kestrelstar's amber eyes hardened. "Maplefern may have broken the healer code, but she is still a queen, and the code says to never neglect the innocent."

CherryClan cats spoke up, eyes wide with horror.

"We didn't know!" Icepaw declared, catching Howlpaw's attention. He was surprised a new apprentice would speak out so loudly. But the white tom stood tall, not even flinching as the other cats gazed at him. "CherryClan would never harm innocent kits!"

Kestrelstar waved her tail for silence. "We have been taking care of Maplefern and her kits. While it is Maplefern's decision, we believe the kits will grow into fine warriors of SeedClan, unless CherryClan wants to change their mind?"

A hushed silence fell through the air. A look of shame was plastered on Whisperstar's face. She lowered her head before shaking it. "We will start no conflict over the kits. I admit the wrong I have done to Maplefern." Her voice hardened as she met Kestrelstar's gaze though. "However, she is not welcomed back in CherryClan. While she should've been taken care of as a mother, she has chosen to flee rather than use the code that would've saved her. CherryClan wants no part of her, nor her kits after her banishment."

"I want to apologize too," Ryestar spoke up. The elderly tom would stand as she looked to Kestrelstar. "Maplefern came to CoyoteClan asking for herbs, but we did not give them to her. Her kits were no where in sight when she came, and she didn't speak of them to us. Had we known, we would've provided her the care she needed."

Kestrelstar appeared unimpressed, glaring at both of them. "She was injured. Did you not know that either?"

To her surprise, Ryestar shook his head. "She smelled like garlic actually when she came. She looked to be in fine condition, and merely left when we explained we didn't have herbs to spare. We weren't even aware of her banishment at that point in time."

Howlpaw tilted his head in confusion. Why would Maplefern not tell those around her the full story? She could've gotten help so easily it sounded like, and yet she hid her kits and what happened. It was like Softpaw had caught her or something.

Kestrelstar dipped her head, accepting Ryestar's answer, albeit with a still displeased expression. With a soft sigh, she continued to speak. "Softpaw completed his Border Trial, bringing him closer to becoming a warrior of our clan. This is where he found Maplefern, escorting her back to camp without conflict. With her came her three kits - Slatekit, Bluekit, and Hollowkit."

The gathered cats seemed restless, surprised still with all they had heard so far. However, as Chivestar stood up for his turn, his uncharacteristically hostile expression caused near everyone to hush up. As he set down the Forget-Me-Not, everyone seemed to stiffen.

"SorrelClan is in mourning. While our apprentice Bumblepaw completed his Training Trial, we bring unfortunate news of the death of our sole Healer, Fireleopard."

Most seemed to murmur condolences. The tom was rather old after all, but with no apprentice to follow in his pawsteps, what would SorrelClan do?

Chivestar continued. "We are not without a Healer though. Icywish has stepped forward, volunteering to become a Healer after Fireleopard's passing. She has already begun receiving additional training from Lakeburn of CoyoteClan, however Icywish has impressed us with her knowledge of healing and herbs she already knew."

Kestrelstar spoke up. "Chivestar, know if Icywish needs any further training, Fallendapple is very able."

"I'm afraid I'll have to pass, but thank you, Kestrelstar." Chivestar's voice was short and curt. Howlpaw noticed the way Kestrelstar's pelt prickled in surprise, before she dipped her head with a nod.

"But while Fireleopard was old, it was not StarClan who came for him," he declared, green eyes looking to Whisperstar. "We found Fireleopard on the CherryClan border. Do you care to explain yourself, Whisperstar?"

It was one surprise after the other, the cats bristling in shock as they begun to turn on each other. Bumblepaw remained calm as he sat with the other apprentices, but his green eyes shifted to look over at Icepaw, who was lashing his tail in fury.

"Are you accusing CherryClan of killing a Healer?!" Whisperstar spat.

"Well you're willing to cast out kits. What other rules of the code are you breaking?" Chivestar snarled back, lashing his tail as he approached the CherryClan leader.

"Chivestar!" "Whisperstar!"

Kestrelstar pushed herself against Chivestar, nudging him back with a growl. Ryestar's form towered over Whisperstar, pleading for the she-cat to not launch herself at the SorrelClan leader.

Whisperstar huffed. "I'm sorry for your loss. You have my condolences, really. But CherryClan had no part of it. Though perhaps if SorrelClan cats are such fox-hearts, they deserve to lose a life to even the score."

"Why you-!" Chivestar raised his haunches, but Kestrelstar blocked him, giving him a pleading gaze. The gray tom seemed to stare at her, before flattening his ears and looking to his clan.

"SorrelClan, we're leaving!" he called, trudging ahead and smacking his tail against Kestrelstar as he left. The SeedClan leader flinched, amber eyes wide.

Howlpaw shifted uncomfortably. He and Rainpaw both glanced over at Bumblepaw, who stood up without a word.

"Yeah, turn tail and run back to your camp!"

Looking up with a shocked gaze, Howlpaw saw the spiky white form of Icepaw pushing his way through the crowd. He bared his fangs, snarling at Bumblepaw, who was far bigger than the new apprentice. "Your leader is a liar. Fight me here and now and we'll settle this!"

Bumblepaw's expression barely shifted. It was only now that Howlpaw noticed his smile didn't reach his eyes, and that his green gaze was cold and lifeless.

"I wouldn't waste my time on a scrap of fur like you," he murmured, voice velvety smooth. He dipped his head to Howlpaw and Rainpaw, before turning to leave.

Rainpaw look stunned, mouth agape in a grin. Despite the terror sweeping through Howlpaw, Rainpaw seemed to be relishing in this animosity.

Maybe because it's not her clan...

Icepaw snarled, glancing at Howlpaw and Rainpaw before puffing himself up to look bigger. Even when he did though, he was easily the smallest still.

"Ah um, hi!" Howlpaw greeted, offering a nervous but friendly smile. Icepaw looked ready to claw his fur off, but Howlpaw wasn't sure what else to do. The white tom would glare before turning around and sauntering off, lashing his tail in annoyance.

Rainpaw craned her neck to watch him go, before snickering. "Wow, now that was a dramatic gathering. Phew, I'll have a lot to tell Plummoon about."

"Are you not scared? Or feeling um... bad for everyone?" Howlpaw asked, astonished at first before trailing off into a more meek and nervous tone.

"Well it doesn't affect my clan," she spoke simply. Rainpaw flicked her ear before nudging Howlpaw with a smile. "Yours just grazed some trouble though. Congrats on your new Healer and kit combo though. And hey, let's chat more next time." The dark gray tabby would perk up as a ginger she cat raised her tail to follow. "I gotta go, but see ya around, Howlpaw."

And just like that, he was alone. He saw the rest of his clan leaving, Kestrelstar at the helm. Her eyes looked troubled, trained ahead as her tail lashed with irritation. Howlpaw felt a knot within his stomach, tightening with every pawstep. He gulped, uncertainty clear in his dark colored gaze.

As Kestrelstar led the border patrol, Goldeniris and Howlpaw followed after. The new apprentice quickened his pace to catch up with the black and ginger she-cat, falling in line beside her with a huff. "Why didn't Softpaw come with us? Isn't he your apprentice?"

"He is, but he's cleaning the Warriors Den today. Clan chores are still clan duties, and you'll learn that for yourself soon, Howlpaw."

"Not too soon I hope?" Howlpaw nervously coughed back.

"Can we focus on our duties, Goldeniris?"

The warrior straightened up, looking ahead to meet the gaze of her leader. Kestrelstar flashed her a sharp look before sauntering on further into the woods. Goldeniris felt her pelt prickle with annoyance, tail lashing.

"I'm sure it's nothing, Goldeniris," Howlpaw quickly spoke up, looking up at her with a nervous smile.

Dead giveaway. The warrior narrowed her eyes. "Of course. Why would it be something?"

Howlpaw's fluffy gray fur began to rise, looking down as he padded along with a sheepish stutter to his voice. "Well um- I didn't mean it like that so... I-I don't know why anything would-"

A long and annoyed sigh escaped Kestrelstar, causing both of the cats behind her to tense as she slowly looked back at them. Her tail tip twitched, the annoyance in her gaze clear as day. "Howlpaw, can you go up ahead and scent the air. Identify what has passed in the last sun-walk, alright?"

"Yes, Kestrelstar!" Howlpaw squeaked as he bounded past the two she-cats. The tension in the air practically broiled, Kestrelstar and Goldeniris eyeing each other as Howlpaw left them be.

"... Howlpaw told me you also think it was wrong of me to punish Honeyeagle," Kestrelstar admitted softly.

Goldeniris' ears flattened. "That little snake should mind his own business. He'd be wise to keep out of things that don't concern him."

"It concerns our clan!" Kestrelstar hissed back sharply. She paused. Taking a steady breath as she backed off, the gray tabby flicked an ear at her clanmate. "You and I can agree that we need to stick together during these times. The Great Division has been hard on every cat in the forest."

"Which is why we can't let our clan be divided then too. All we have is each other, and we can't trust the others." Goldeniris glared daggers at her leader pointedly. "Not even Chivestar," she'd spat, venom on her tongue.

Kestrelstar snarled. "Any reason you're mentioning him?" she challenged, daring the black and ginger she-cat to make her case.

Instead the warrior spit on the ground with a hiss. She didn't look away from her leader, pelt beginning to lie flat as she remained pointedly silent.

"...Not him. Not Ryestar. And not Whisperstar. You should be putting our clan first," Goldeniris finally spoke.

"You think I'm not?"

"You punished Honeyeagle for doing just that. You tell me."

"I punished Honeyeagle for making things unnecessarily worse. The Great Division was no doubt the hardest thing we have ever been through, and you want to only drag us down further and further? Under StarClan's eyes we are all one, and just as we curse that very day, we should curse further trials of divide. Who are you and the others to tear down the progress we have made, that we can now sit in front of each other in a solemn vow of peace without ripping each other apart?!" Kestrelstar snarled, her pelt bristling as she spat in Goldeniris' face. The black and ginger she-cat would back up as her leader approached her, flattening her ears and looking down as her leader scolded her like a kit. Kestrelstar's voice felt hoarse, the gray tabby taking a few breaths as she finally backed off and sat back down.

"...If we let ourselves be absorbed by anger... like what's happening to Whisperstar... like what happened to Driftsight..." Kestrelstar spoke in a hushed murmur.

"Havenbramble was the only mediator to survive..." Goldeniris murmured back.

"And no cat has been brave enough to step forward since. We need to train a new mediator, Goldeniris."

"Don't look at me," Goldeniris scoffed, chuckling under her breath as a moment of softness flashed in her bright eyes.

Kestrelstar chuckled. "I know. It doesn't suit you."

The two she-cats sat quietly, the tension and aggression having faded. As Goldeniris turned to look at her leader, she opened her mouth to speak when-

"Kestrelstar! Goldeniris! Um- can you come quick now?!"

Howlpaw... Kestrelstar realized they had left him alone far too long. Growling to herself in frustration, the SeedClan leader quickly stood up to jog past Goldeniris to find her apprentice. The warrior would close her mouth, shaking her head before following after. As the two she-cats followed Howlpaw's scent, they'd find the fluffy gray tom standing before someone... unfamiliar to them.

"Howlpaw, get back!" Kestrelstar snarled, using her tail to herd the new apprentice away from the stranger. "Why didn't you speak up sooner? You found an outsider?"

"I-I didn't want to interrupt you both..." the apprentice mumbled.

Ok, she'd deal with that later. Kestrelstar turned to eye the cat in front of him. A pale ginger tom with long and soft-looking fur stood in front of them. Since Howlpaw found him he seemed to have flopped over to relax atop the soil, not minding the dirt that got tangled in his mane. Goldeniris' nose scrunched up when she caught his scent.

"I don't recognize you as a CherryClan cat."

"Oh, that's because I'm not," the tom replied simply.

Kestrelstar raised an eyebrow then. "Who are you then? You're very close to SeedClan territory. If you cross our borders without good reason, we will only give you a single warning before we chase you off."

The ginger tom's tail swished back and forth, amusement in his gaze. It agitated Kestrelstar, and the same energy could be felt from Goldeniris. Who was this tom to practically laugh in their face when they could rip his pelt off him in a few seconds?

"My name is Churro. Don't worry, I'm just keeping an eye on things around here, but not on your territory. If I understand your customs correctly, it's not your problem so long as it doesn't affect you, right? You know I'm the lonesome type myself, but you as a group take it to a whole new extreme. Pretty impressive."

"Watch it, Chewy," Goldeniris hissed.

"Churro."

"What's a Churro?" Howlpaw asked.

"Oh, it's a very sweet piece of two-leg food that's-"

"Enough! You'd be wise to get out of here. I can't imagine Whisperstar will be pleased learning an outsider is lurking on her territory after-" Kestrelstar paused, trailing off as a thought crossed her mind - a thought that made her fur rise.

Could this be... the one who killed Bushclaw?

Kestrelstar debated saying something, but caught the gaze of Goldeniris. The black and ginger she-cat gave a small shake of her head, reminding Kestrelstar of the times they were living in.

The clan has to come first...

There was no evidence to hurl such accusations at Churro, furthermore they were in no position to insert themselves into CherryClan politics. The next time they happened upon a patrol, they could mention Churro, simply give CherryClan a word of caution. But to act now and not only risk more trouble for her clan, but the other clans as well... it was simply unwise.

"...Move along then. Our borders are fresh, so even you should know not to cross them."

"And I didn't, and I won't." Churro smiled and gave a flick of his ear. "It was nice to meet you all, even if you never said your names while I said mine. Kinda unfair, but that's ok. Either way, bye-bye now." The ginger tom gave a wave of his fluffy tail, before trotting off back into CherryClan's territory. He'd push his way into a nearby bush, disappearing out of sight with the rustling of leaves.

"Odd."

"Hm? Yeah he did act kind of funny, didn't he Goldeniris?" Howlpaw chimed.

"No. I mean yes, he did, but I'm talking about his scent. It's strong with CherryClan. He has to have been dwelling in their territory for some time now, Kestrelstar."

The leader nodded in agreement. "But he says he's not with them either. To simply exist all that time and not have anyone catch you is rather impressive. We should strengthen our borders here and be mindful. If he can blend in with their territory, it'd be foolish to think he couldn't do the same to ours."

"I agree."

Goldeniris voice was soft as she dipped her head, her cold eyes from earlier having been replaced with glimmers of respect. Kestrelstar couldn't help but purr, dipping her head in turn to the black and ginger warrior. For all the times they didn't see eye to eye, Goldeniris was a warrior Kestrelstar greatly respected. As the two she-cats looked at each other, Goldeniris paused.

"I was going to say that I'm-"

"It's fine. I know."

Goldeniris blinked, before dipping her head. "So be it, but you can't take that back."