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The gathering was huge. No matter how many she went to, the sheer number of the cats in attendance always stunned her. All the colors and sizes and shapes and voices merged into one giant, discordant tangle of cats.

A tangle that Birchpaw did her best to avoid being at the center of. 

While she was happy Hailstar had let her attend, it was quite a lot. And someone she'd lost sight of Aspenrain and Lilypaw. It was her own fault, she'd been so desperate to avoid being near Elkpaw that she'd gotten separated. 

As she crept along some of the edges of the mass of cats at the center, Birchpaw bumped into another cat. She paused, looking at the white-and-black apprentice. Were he a Rdigeclanner? He smelled like one, though everyone's scents combined here. "Oh dear, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking, are you okay?"