A prisoner... that made sense. Rainpaw watched the chaos with Firebird briefly, but was imminently bored. Warriors, they were kind of idiotic, she knew that by now. Her whiskers twitched in glee as Cinderpaw spoke and Firebird tried to fight back. "It's useless," she mused. "You're a prisoner now so you don't even have to try to escape." Flicking her tail lightly, the molly gracefully leaped off the seastones, annoyed by how quickly the fun was over. Twilightstar and Skystar were cowards then. Fun, wasn't that all the apprentices had come for? At least, that was Rainpaw's understanding for this - well, it had been her understanding for this. The fun had evolved into chaos, much to her liking. ThunderClan was going to rise after the gathering, without Dawnstar. Maybe she could even tell the whole clan about the happenings?

By now, Rainpaw had completely forgotten about her wounds. She was way too hyper to notice them, and the pain was easy to block out in this situation. How was Cloudypaw faring, she wondered?

The WindClan leader wanted every ThunderClan cat out of the seastones? I don't care. RiverClan wasn't going to help them if they were in trouble? I don't care. Smiling mockingly, Rainpaw decided to start her trek back to camp, if only to tell the clan about this. "Certainly an enjoyable night," she mewed to herself, eyes sparkling with delight. As her paws connected with the ground, they were not exhausted and the movement wasn't painful. It's time to go home, Rainpaw.

( Rainpaw has left the gathering. )