Overhead, the full moon shines brightly down on the Gathering Field. The cats of different Clans are breaking up, getting ready to leave. It was nice seeing the other Clans, or as nice as it could be, considering Foxstar accused our Clan of being prey-stealers, but I love, and always will love, RainClan the best. One cat in particular. "Hi Firestrike," she says, dipping her head at me. I try to return the greeting, but my mouth has gone dry, so all I can do is nod feebly. She gives me a bemused look, probably thinking I'm an idiot, but I can't help it. All I can do is stare. "I-"