The long furred she-cat padded by her the other queens in silence. Hanging in her jaws was one of her kits. He was nearly identical to his mother, however, he was much darker. Walking beside the queen, was another she-cat. In her jaws was the brown queen's second kit. This one was smaller than her brother. She was tortoiseshell and white. In the unsettling quiet of the night, the Clan went on to the gathering place. Though her head was low and the night was still, Birdflight could hear the wails of sorrow coming from her Clanmates and see their feeble attempts to try and go back to their desolate home. She wanted to look up. She desperately wanted to go back, but they could never return to their once lavish territory. Don't look back now. There's no point in seeing the mindless destruction of the twolegs at this point, she told herself. Despite what the SkyClan queen thought, she held her head up and glanced back. As she padded along with her Clan, the she-cat blankly stared back at the former territory of SkyClan. It was once covered in forest, but now it was going to be overrun with the nest of the twolegs. During the day, birds would sing their merry tunes nonstop. Now there were only the screeches of the yellow monsters as they lumbered along. When the night came, creatures of the dark would come out and terrorize the darkness. Birdflight would comfort her kits by telling them humorous stories of the noises they heard. Now, with the nightfall came the unnatural quiet that no one was used to. Although she wished for things to go back to normal, the queen knew that would never happen. As she padded along with her own thoughts, the brown and white tabby nearly ran into one of her Clanmates.

"We're here," Cloudstar's voice rang out in a soft whisper. Though shaky, Birdflight took in a breath. This gathering was going to seal the fate of SkyClan forever. Cloudstar padded into the gathering first with his Clan close behind. Though most of the warriors stood together, Birdflight sat doawn with her kits placed at her paws. As Cloudstar begged the other leaders for territory, the brown tabby queen felt nothing but dread. She hoped the other leaders would say yes, but of course she knew it was simply wistful thinking.

"Cloudstar, it is not StarClan will for SkyClan to stay here. There are four trees and rocks here, but five Clans. This is probably just StarClan's way of exiling you. For what? I do not know. However, if it's what StarClan wnats, then it's what StarClan will get. Does everyone agree?" Redstar asked.

"I do. None of us have territory to spare," Dawnstar voiced.

"She's right. Besides, it's leaf-bare and right now our Clans are our priorities. The last thing we need is more mouths to feed," Swiftstar stated flatly.

"If we do let any of you in, who knows what border disputes would pop up?" Birchstar added.

"Then it is decided then, SkyClan is exiled from the Clans."

"What, you can't do that! There has always been five Clans!" Cloudstar growled.

"Well, there aren't any more. StarClan has spoken and now, your Clan must leave," the ginger leader growled. The gray and white leader hung his head in defeat. With a heavy heart, the tom padded towards his mate. Birdflight stood up while her kits still sat by her paws.

"Cloudstar...," Birdflight softly sighed.

"I know," the tom whispered, staring at his kits.

"Perhaps there's another way-"

"There isn't Birdflight. The other leaders have spoken and now, we're exiled from our own home."

"We can still hope though. Perhaps, one day SkyClan will return. Perhaps, things will be different," the she-cat purred, trying to cheer up her mate.

"No, Birdflight. I don't believe we're ever coming back," Cloudstar stated.

"That means, this is goodbye. I know I must stay for our kits. They are too young to go on such a long journey. I just hope another Clan will accept us."

"After all they forced us through, I hope they at least have the decency to that," the leader growled. The couple paused for a moment as a dark brown tom padded up to the pair. Surprisingly, it was ThunderClan's medicine cat, Kestrelwing.

"You are all welcomed in ThunderClan," the tom offered. The SkyClan leader narrowed his blue eyes.

"Even after what your leader said? Is this a trick?"

"No, it is no trick. I believe Redstar is wrong, however there isn't anything I can do to change that. Birdflight, you and your kits are welcomed in my Clan. I doubt my leader would condemn innocent kits to death." Despite the sudden offer, the queen nodded.

"Thank you," she sighed. Kestrelwing nodded.

"Birdflight, I love you. We will walk together again someday."

"I love you too. I wish nothing but good fortune on SkyClan, my home Clan and our kits birth Clan." For the last time, the mates twined tails before SkyClan left. With her normally brilliant amber eyes, Birdflight watched her mate and Clan leave with a dull expression. Despiute living in a new Clan safely with her kits, it was clear that SkyClan would have a hopeless future.