Happy Chinese New Year!

Here's a little bit that I wrote for Chinese New Year!

Hostile glares filled the island. Of all the gatherings Sorreltail had been to, this was definitely the worst.

“WindClan is too touchy,” murmured her sister, Poppyfrost. “Firestar was only trying to help.” Sorreltail stared grimly up at the four clan leaders, who looked like they were about the spring at each other.

“Shouldn’t StarClan say anything?” she meowed worriedly. “This is a disaster.” Poppyfrost shuddered. “I’d hate to see a fight break out.” Sorreltail knew that she was worrying about her kits, Molepaw and Cherrypaw. The new apprentices were at their first gathering.

There had been fights at gatherings before, but usually some cat would stop it. Now it looked like every cat wanted to fight. Suddenly, Sorreltail heard a sound.

Boom, boom, boom

Murmurs or surprise rose up from the cats. They looked around, wondering where the sound was coming from. Suddenly, one cat let out a yowl. Sorreltail looked up. In the distance, somewhere over the nearby Twolegplace, strange lights were rising in the air, bursting, and then falling again. Sorreltail stared in awe. She had never seen anything more beautiful in her life StarClan has spoken, she thought. For a few moments, the entire island was silent. Sorreltail could hear the rustling of the cold leafbare wind in the trees. Everyone was looking at the beautiful red lights that lit Silverpelt and sparkled across all of their warrior ancestors. In those moments, the tension between the clans disappeared. They were united. Instantly, everyone started sharing tongues and laughing. It’s perfect, Sorreltail thought. Thank you, StarClan. She joined into the laughing and dancing and started talking with some RiverClan cats. Onestar was sharing tongues with Firestar, just like they did when they were warriors. Blackstar was laughing at a joke a ThunderClan cat told him about cats unblocking a river and what they had for lunch. The four clans were at peace, no borders, no tension; four clans had become one under the full moon. I wish it could last forever, thought Sorreltail. But she knew that once they left the island, everything would be back to normal. She knew better than to waste away this beautiful night. She joined Brackenfur and some other cats and they partied under the light of the moon. The bright red lights decorated the skies above them as they danced the night away.