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The cats of ThunderClan waited patiently for their leader. Greystripe and Alexander stood, awaited Bluestar too. The still night air hung low, an eerie mist forming ahead.

"Surely she must be coming now." Alexander mumbled, staring up at the stars for any sign of StarClan. Greystripe suddenly noticed a mouse scuttle into the woods. He crouched down low, and made to pounce but Alexander held him back. It was like trying to keep a restless kit from escaping the Nursery. "Bluestar!"

The majestic blue-grey leader swooped down on them, and began her speech.

"As you all know, ShadowClan are on the move again. We must keep strong. Tallstar tells me that they are heading to their camp. Since they are our allies. We mustn't let them down. Thank you." She coughed lightly and hopped off the rock.

Alexander glanced at Greystripe. The two toms decided to head back to their dens.