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Goldenstar had finally made his way to the seastones. For the past couple of gatherings, he hadn’t gone, preferring to stay in Shadowclan and watch the other cats in case something happened. That was always how he had been, and, with the flood, it proved slightly useful. However, he was the leader now, and needed to stop living in the past. That was what he told himself always.

The leader knew he was the newest in the bunch, and he didn’t really know what to say about why Halestar was gone. Did saying the honest truth make Shadowclan look weak? He didn’t know. She had just...left. She had ran away, never came back, hasn’t been seen since then. Hearing the murmurs of other cats, he decided to finally walk into the clearing.

Maybe it was just his anxiety, or something else that was stupid like that, but he felt as though something bad might happen tonight. He shook it off as him overreacting to just being a new leader, but what if his superstitions were correct?! What if there was some kind of attack? What if he accidentally said the wrong thing? That wouldn’t happen, he told himself, pushing through the cats somewhat calmly now.