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-ahem- amazingly, my spell check didn't underline that as a misspelled word. O.O interesting….oh, and this chapter is going to be from no one's POV really just to switch it up a bit ;)

Here we go!

Oh, and today's my b-day! I'm so happy.

In StarClan

A heavy silence hung over a wide clearing where dozens of cats were huddled together, spines ridged and eyes unblinking. At first glance they appeared as one huge clump but at a closer look, one would be able to distinguish how they were separated into four tight groups and how the ones on the outskirts were careful not to shift too much so as not to cross the boundaries of another. A swift breeze flowed over them and tugged eagerly at the cats' fur, swirling it around, but no one seemed to take notice. All were focused on four shadowed figures that stood on top of a large boulder.

"Cats of StarClan," a deep voice resonated from one of the larger cats that sat atop the rock. "I realize that you are all probably wondering why we have called you together."

"Why are we here Quailstar?" called a black and gray pelted tom from the front of one of the groups. "We have never been gathered like this before."

The original speaker, Quailstar, flicked an ear and gazed down at the dead ThunderClan warrior with steady amber eyes. "I understand that, Runningdusk, and if you would please allow us to explain-"

"Us?" One of the other three that were on the stone, a sleek black she-cat, rose to her paws and her blue eyes were narrowed into slits. "This is of no concern to RiverClan, Quailstar, as you very well know. My Clan has nothing to do with the prophecy!"

"Hollystar just listen for a moment-"

"Do not try and calm me with useless words!" Hollystar hissed, lashing her tail angrily. "The prophecy that the Medicine Cats received never once mentions my Clan or my cats. I do not see the point of dragging us into a mess that is only between WindClan and ThunderClan!"

"Hollystar!" a new voice growled and an ashy gray-black tom stepped into the moonlight, his fur rising with irritation. "You know as everyone else does that what affects one Clan will ultimately affect every other one."

"She has a point though." This came from a dark brown and black tabby who was sitting calmly with his tail curled neatly over his paws.

Quailstar let out a soft hiss of exasperation and spun around to face the stocky leader. "She is wrong, Spiderstar! Even if this is between just ThunderClan and WindClan, ShadowClan and RiverClan will also be torn apart!"

"How so?" Hollystar protested, ears flat against her skull.

"This is ridiculous!" the ThunderClan leader groaned. "Everyone knows that there can be no more or no less than four Clans in the forest. If my Clan and Ravenstar's Clan go to war with each other than there might be a possibility that there will only be RiverClan and ShadowClan left."

"That doesn't sound too bad to me," Spiderstar murmured condescendingly. "And equal share for Brightstar and Oakstar to split."

Ravenstar whipped his head around and glared at the ShadowClan leader, his eyes filled with green fire. "I'd like to see your warriors hunt rabbits on the moor," he snarled, upper lip curling in disdain. "They probably couldn't catch one if it ran right under their noses!"

"Well WindClan doesn't seem to be doing very good with that so far, Ravenstar," the tabby tom meowed tauntingly. "When's the last time one of your warriors caught a rabbit?"

"At least we don't have webbed paws like frogs!" a WindClan she-cat yowled. She was answered with jeers from her Clanmates and the ShadowClan cats rounded on her, fangs bared aggressively and backs arched.

"I've had enough of this absurdity!" Hollystar spat, black fur fluffed up so that she looked almost twice her size. "This is your battle and RiverClan will not be involved."

"Nor will ShadowClan," Spiderstar agreed, tail twitching slowly back and forth as his unsheathed ivory claws gleamed in the moonlight.

"But this is StarClan!" a new voice called, pleadingly. Heads from every cat turned to figure out who it had come from and a pretty white tabby she-cat stepped forward from where she had been sitting with three other cats a bit away from the stone. "There are no borders dividing us here!"

"Frostwing's right," one of the other cats, a dark ginger tom, meowed and slowly rose to his paws. His amber eyes were wide as he scanned the clearing, not appearing the slightest bit ruffled from the glares he was getting from some of the cats. "What has become of us if we are still four individual Clans here in StarClan?"

"Flamewhisker, you do not know what you're talking about," Spiderstar warned in a low voice.

Frostwing bared her teeth up at the dark brown and black furred tom. "You dare insult your Medicine Cat, Spiderstar?"

Spiderstar snorted and scowled down at the dead ThunderClan she-cat. "You are all Medicine Cats and you do not understand the ways of warriors. You have nothing to do with this prophecy."

"Oh really?" a very pale brown she-cat snarled, leaping to her paws and fur bristling. "I am the one that delivered this prophecy to Rosefire and you have the nerve to say that this does not involve us? Since when did you have the right to decide who gets a say in this?"

"Morningsong-" Ravenstar began but she pressed forward, her voice rising with each word.

"WindClan is on the verge of disaster and you two don't even care? Since when did you assume that RiverClan and ShadowClan are the only ones that matter anymore? This is utterly ridiculous!"

Spiderstar swiped his long claws against the boulder, causing a sharp sound to be heard, and looked as if he was on the verge of losing his temper. "Hold your tongue you stupid cat! Do not act as if you know what my motives are."

"Then what is your reason for abandoning WindClan in our time of need?" a dark blue-gray she-cat yowled, leaping to her paws along with her other Clanmates that were gathered around her.

"My reasons, Breezestone," Spiderstar answered, barely even sparing the dead warrior a glance, "are not of any concern to you."

"You fox-hearted coward!" Runningdusk spat, yellow eyes filled with hatred that was aimed directly at the ShadowClan leader. "The only reason you ever do anything is when it's in your best interest and benefits you and your Clan!"

The dark furred tom neither admitted nor denied this but several of the ShadowClan cats down below howled in shock at the accusation that the ThunderClan tom had hurled at the leader. Tension crackled in the air as almost every temper was pushed over the edge and it seemed as if too many cats were dying for the chance to lash their claws against their enemies' faces.

"I do not have to stand here and be convicted of being cold hearted and selfish," Hollystar snarled, her sleek muscles rippling under her fur as she crouched and prepared to leap off of the rock.

"But we're your Medicine Cats!" wailed Frostwing, exasperation making her voice shrill. Her white tabby coat shone under the weak moonlight and her green eyes blazed with the reflected starlight that glimmered across her paws. "You have always listened to us before so what makes it so different now?"

Hollystar whipped her around and her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as she glared at the she-cat. "Silverpool is my Medicine Cat and if I'm hearing correctly, she's not speaking up and protesting as you three are. Do you want to know why? Because she knows her place and she knows when to show her leader some respect."

Flamewhisker rounded on the pretty silver tabby she-cat that sat with her shoulders slightly hunched and her gaze focused solely on the ground beneath her paws. "Are you just going to let her believe that you approve of what she's saying?" he whispered, gently but with a pleading not in it.

Silence draped over all of the many cats and the only sound that could be heard was the steady breathing of every single one as they awaited the RiverClan she-cat's answer.

Finally, Silverpool lifted her blue eyes and rasped in a broken voice, "I don't know."

"What?" this came from an abundance of ThunderClan and WindClan cats including Quailstar and Morningsong but it was Ravenstar whose voice rose up from the rest.

"Do you even know what you are saying?" the pale black WindClan leader screeched, all of his calm and collected composure disappearing in a flash. "What you're telling me, what you are telling all of us, is that you do not care what happens to all of the innocent cats in my Clan?"

"I-I'm sorry-"

"Don't apologize to me," Ravenstar spat, his voice dripping with venom even though his green eyes were wide with his growing fear. "Do not act as if you feel guilty about what you just implied, Silverpool. You would rather have WindClan and ThunderClan destroy each other rather than speak against your leader, is that right?"

"This is not RiverClan's problem!" the Medicine Cat shouted, now rising slowly to her paws. Her silver fur bristled and her tail lashed in frustration. "Ravenstar, you are so blinded by what you think might happen even though we hardly even know what the outcome is going to be that you can't see the reason in this. We do not know for certain what will happen to WindClan or even if this prophecy is going to come true or not. The drought that every Clan is in is worse enough without dragging in a prophecy that we know nothing about!"

"But the fact that something horrible could happen is reason enough to worry, Silverpool," Quailstar interjected before Ravenstar could explode again. He had composed himself and now his amber eyes were cool and blank, hiding his emotions and thoughts from everyone else. "You know as well as I do that if there is even a slim chance of something terrible happening that we should prepare for the worst."

"We don't even know what this 'threat' is," Spiderstar drawled, licking a large brown paw calmly and scowling over at the two leaders. "It could be anything for all we know."

"That is exactly why we need to talk about this and decide our plan of action," Flamewhisker meowed, glancing up at the ShadowClan leader who shot him a cold stare.

"There is no plan of action," Hollystar mewed wearily, casting her gaze around to take in every single face that was turned up to her. "You three do what you want but RiverClan will not be a part of this. I refuse to make my warriors a part of something we know nothing about." When Ravenstar opened his mouth to speak, she shook her head and stated flatly, "I'm sorry that we cannot help you, Ravenstar. But StarClan or not, the four Clans will always be divided by borders even if they are invisible and we must carry on as we did when we were all alive. Each leader worries about his or her problems, and only theirs, no one else's."

"Please, Hollystar, just hear me out-"

"I'm sorry," she told him in a deadpan voice. "But there is nothing I can do to help you." And with that she leaped off the boulder and, just as if she was at a normal Gathering at Fourtrees, she flicked her black tail and the RiverClan cats slowly followed her out of the clearing.

Frostwing turned to Silverpool and her eyes were as wide as an owl's. "You know this isn't right," she begged one last time. "We're Medicine Cats and the Clan rivalries have never mattered before. You know this is wrong."

"Save your breath Frostwing," Morningsong muttered, sending a dark look in the RiverClan she-cat's direction. "She's made up her mind and nothing we do or say is going to change that."

Silverpool blinked sorrowfully but her eyes were determined and the other three knew there was no use pleading anymore. She had made up her mind and nothing they could say would change it. "I wish things were different," she breathed softly. "And I hope after all this is over, we can be reunited as fellow Medicine Cats."

"You have betrayed our trust," the pale brown WindClan she-cat shot back. "You will never have my respect ever again."

Frostwing stepped back to let Silverpool pass and the silver she-cat dipped her head before padding away and disappearing into the shadowed trees that surrounded the clearing. Flamewhisker pressed comfortingly against Morningsong who sagged against him, suddenly looking a lot older than she was.

Spiderstar slowly rose to his paws and assessed the cats that were left down below. His green eyes were cool and indifferent as he turned to Ravenstar and Quailstar. "So sorry ShadowClan can't be of assistance," he meowed innocently, tilting his head to the side.

Ravenstar let out a low growl but the ThunderClan leader swiped his tail in front of his so that the tom wouldn't leap forward and claw Spiderstar's eyes out. "You will pay for this," the ashy black tom spat.

Spiderstar let out a soft mrrow of laughter and shook his head mockingly. "Oh no, Ravenstar, it is you that will pay. How could you possibly align yourself and your Clan with a cat who appointed a bloodthirsty deputy to become leader? Yes indeed, I think WindClan and ThunderClan will fall only because of Quailstar's foolish choice, not a prophecy."

"Take that back you mangy fox-heart!" Runningdusk yowled from where he stood, eyes flashing as his Clanmates echoed him. Quailstar merely blinked calmly at the ShadowClan leader and didn't reply.

With a self-conceited sniff, Spiderstar leaped gracefully off of the boulder and gathered his warriors with a flick of his tail. "Flamewhisker!" he shouted as he began to lead his Clan out of the clearing.

"We'll meet up later, I promise," the dark orange tom whispered hastily. He dashed after his leader, leaving Morningsong and Frostwing alone.

After an awkward moment of heavy silence, Quailstar cleared his throat and cast a sheepish glance at Ravenstar. "Well. That went well."

The WindClan leader sighed and his shoulders slumped as if he had the weight of a huge rock to carry across them. His green eyes were dull and he looked pitiful and broken, more like an elder than a leader. "Morningsong," he rasped, lifting his head to gaze down at his Medicine Cat. "Please tell me there is a way to stop this from happening."

Morningsong closed her eyes and was still for a long moment while every cat stared at her, anxiously waiting for her answer. Finally, she took a deep breath and opened her clear blue eyes, lifting them to look at the WindClan tom with a steady and determined gaze. "There might be a way to save the Clans, Ravenstar."

"Really?" he asked, eyes growing wide and back straightening with this newfound hope. "What do we have to do? What's our plan of action? When should we start?"

Morningsong shook her head gravely and stopped his flow of words. "I'm afraid this is not in the paws of StarClan. It is beyond our control. We can visit the cats and train them but the paths they choose are their own and we cannot make that decision for them."

Ravenstar let out a sharp breath and his tail slowly started to lash back and forth. "You don't mean…?"

The old she-cat nodded solemnly. "It is a last resort but if there is any hope at all for ThunderClan and WindClan then it lies within that cat."

"But the prophecy-"

"She is part of the prophecy, Ravenstar. This is her destiny!"

"But it's so risky," Frostwing murmured hesitantly, glancing from the leader to her friend and back. "She is so young and so many things can go wrong. Is this truly the right time to force this upon her?"

"You watched her at the Gathering, Frostwing," Morningsong mewed to the white she-cat. "You saw how she is losing control over her ability more and more each day. Now is as good a time as any."

"How can we know if she'll be strong enough?" Breezestone called out.

"Right now," Ravenstar answered grimly. "She is our only hope."

"No pressure," Runningdusk muttered under his breath.

A moment passed before the WindClan leader rose to his paws and scanned the clearing. "Here is what we'll do: Morningsong, you visit whoever needs to be informed of this and you and I will help to train her so that she is strong enough when the time comes."

Morningsong nodded curtly in agreement.

"Now we must return to our territories, Quailstar. At least now we have a plan of action," he added softly as the cats filed out of the clearing.

"Until next time, Ravenstar," Quailstar replied, dipped his head respectfully, and followed his Clan out of the clearing.

Soon, the WindClan cats also started to disperse, pleased for the time being with the prospect of hope, slim as it may be. Morningsong lagged behind to wait as Ravenstar slid clumsily off of the boulder and landed with a thump. He righted himself and padded forward to where the brown she-cat stood, looking lost in thought. His tail dragged on the dusty ground, creating a thin line in its wake.

Without a word, Ravenstar slunk past the Medicine Cat and was about to vanish into the tall oaks when she meowed quietly, "What if this fails?"

Startled, he glanced back over his shoulder and narrowed his eyes. "What?"

Morningsong looked at him intensely with scared blue eyes and he realized that, no matter how confident she portrayed herself to be, the old she-cat was just as worried as he was. "What if she is unable to gain control over it?" she repeated. "What happens then?"

Ravenstar raised his muzzle to the night sky where the moon was slowly sinking below the horizon and closed his eyes as the faint, waxy light turned his fur to dark silver. His heart was pounding steadily in his chest, a harsh reminder that he was already in StarClan and that there would be no wishes to their ancestors tonight because there was no one left to pray to. What will become of us if we fail? he thought sorrowfully.

"Ravenstar?"

The proud WindClan leader blinked open his green eyes, straightened his shoulders, and raised his chin in a last defiance to the invisible enemy. "We will not fail, Morningsong, because if we do then the Clans will fall and we will be nothing more than a memory. Our survival and the survival of every other cat, depends on her and we must teach her all we know."

"But what if-?"

"No," he whispered raggedly, shaking his head, and he began to head for the trees again. However, just before he disappeared entirely, he added, almost as an afterthought, "We must hope. Because if we don't, then we have already lost."

Then, the shadows enveloped him and Morningsong was once more alone in the clearing with only Ravenstar's ominous words to show that he was ever there at all.

Sooo…a little different than the usual chapters. But I was literally blocked on what to right for Skypaw so I just thought of this. Sorry if it's not as good as the other chapters but next she'll learn about the prophecy and how there's more to her curse than what meets the eye….*ominous music*

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