Snowstar was understandably furious. She immediately called a Clan meeting and told the Clan about it. The cats were also furious.
"We should attack them now!" Someone yowled.
"No!" Snowstar whisked her tail rapidly. "Tonight is the full moon, the night of the Gathering, the truce. There will be no fighting today." She took a breath, as if calming herself, and continued. "I will bring it up at the Gathering and see what Branchstar has to say about it. This meeting is over."
She leapt down from the Boulder, two large rocks pressed close to each other, and vanished into her den, which was a small crevice between the rocks. Mistpaw stared after her, wondering what the Gathering would be like.

"Okay 'paws, listen up," Sleetclaw (Amberpaw's mentor) said, pacing up and down the training hollow.
The training hollow was also a dip in the ground, smaller than the camp, with a sandy bottom.
"Tensions with OakClan are rising, so we need to be twice as strong as ever." He looked at the apprentices. "Today we'll be practicing speed fighting. OakClan cats are large and sturdy, so we don't have the advantage of strength. FrostClan cats are leaner and tougher. Running across the tundra has made us fast and hardy. Our paw pads allow us to run over rough terrain. So we will use that to our advantage."
He flicked his tail at Pebblenose (Eaglepaw's mentor), and the two toms faced each other in the middle.
"Pebblenose will be the OakClan cat," Sleetclaw said, and Pebblenose immediately widened his stance and bushed out his fur.
Mistpaw noticed how Sleetclaw, unlike Pebblenose, kept his paws drawn in, close to his body, easy for quick movement. Pebblenose lunged at Sleetclaw, who dodged to the side, letting Pebblenose skid to a stop. Then Sleetclaw darted forward, landed a blow on Pebblenose's shoulder, and hopped back again astonishingly quickly. Pebblenose leapt at him again, but Sleetclaw danced out of reach, slipped to the side and pounced on Pebblenose's flank, his sheathed claws raking harmlessly over grey fur. Sleetclaw repeated this move several times. Then, Pebblenose sprung one last time, and Sleetclaw turned tail and ran to the other side of the hollow, Pebblenose hot on his heels. Then he spun to the side with a speed so fast it was dizzying and leapt at Pebblenose. His paws thudded into Pebblenose's flank and pinned him down.
Mistpaw swished her tail excitedly, watching with round eyes. She couldn't wait to learn to fight like that as well!
"Mistpaw," Sleetclaw called, waving her over. "I'd like you to try now with Rainpaw."
The two sisters faced off. Quick as a fish, Rainpaw darted forward to land a blow. Mistpaw hopped out of reach and slipped to the side, but she was too slow and Rainpaw had already spun to face her, and it was all she could do to dodge her sister's paw. Mistpaw swiped at her sister's paws, and Rainpaw reared up to avoid being hit. Quick as lightning, Mistpaw slid underneath her belly and battered at it. Rainpaw dropped back down onto all fours, and Mistpaw rolled quickly away to avoid being pinned. She got to her paws and lunged at Rainpaw, who leapt out of the way. Mistpaw landed gracefully and spun around to face Rainpaw, only to spring out of the way of Rainpaw's pounce. As Rainpaw flew towards her, Mistpaw tried to pin her down, but Rainpaw had already sped past her. Moving so quickly that her paws barely touched the ground, the grey she-cat whipped around and before she knew what was happening, Mistpaw was pinned to the ground.
"Good fight!" Sleetclaw praised as the sisters scrambled up, "Well done, both of you. Amberpaw and Windpaw!"
This went on for a bit until everyone had fought. Then Ashtail, Windpaw's mentor, taught them a special move—the spin-kick. It was hard to execute and required extreme speed. Sunfur lunged at Ashtail, who reared up, landed a couple of blows with her paws, then, at lightning speed, spun, planted her front paws on the ground, lifted both hind legs into the air and kicked Sunfur hard in the chest and chin. Mistpaw winced to see her mentor go sprawling.
"Well!" Sunfur staggered to her feet, panting. "It's certainly effective! Thank you, Ashtail! Alright, 'paws, you try!"

Mistpaw was jerked from sleep by Eaglepaw's heavy trod on her tail as he left the den.
"Ow!" Mistpaw leapt up, shaking out her fur.
Eaglepaw shot her an apologetic glance. "Sorry! But come on, Snowstar's choosing cats to go to the gathering."
"Oh!" Mistpaw hurried after him. Snowstar would let her go...wouldn't she?
The sun had disappeared three-quarters of the way below the horizon as they slipped into the clearing. Snowstar stood on the boulder, and cats were gathering below. Rainpaw, Windpaw and Amberpaw joined them as they stood below the large rock.
"FrostClan!" Snowstar yowled, "Tonight I will take to the Hilltop with me: Sleetclaw! Dewdrop! Yarrowsong! Sandytail! Shrewfoot! Ashtail! Pebblenose! Shadeheart! Sunfur! Mistpaw! Rainpaw! Amberpaw! Eaglepaw! And Windpaw!"
Mistpaw exchanged a glance with Rainpaw in delight. Her first ever gathering! And without Dapplefall!
As Snowstar leapt down and trotted to the entrance, the crowd parted and Dapplefall emerged. Rainpaw and Mistpaw ducked behind their mentors. Snowstar slowed to a stop and turned to face her warrior.
"Is there a problem, Dapplefall?" The leader inquired politely.
"There seems to be some kind of mistake," Dapplefall meowed icily, "I have not been chosen to attend the Gathering along with my kits."
"Well, Dapplefall," Snowstar said curtly, turning away, "not everyone can attend a Gathering. Perhaps next time?"
"No!" Dapplefall whisked in front of the leader, tail lashing. "My kits are going. So am I."
Snowstar brushed past her. "Rainpaw and Mistpaw will be perfectly fine. Tonight is the safest night of the moon!"
"You don't know that!" Dapplefall yowled after her, "What about OakClan? What if they attack at the Gathering?"
"OakClan has no business breaking the truce!" Snowstar snarled, whipping around as her patience began to fray. "Anyways, Mistpaw and Rainpaw are well-trained apprentices who will be protected by their mentors! No!" She cut Dapplefall off as she tried to speak. "There will be no more argument! I am your Clan leader. You will obey my orders!"
Dapplefall was speechless. Triumph gleaming in her eyes, Mistpaw followed the others out of camp and out onto the tundra.