Ice: Hi again! Last week I took a break over Labor Day weekend, but now I'm back with the next chapter of the story! Special thanks to all who have reviewed. So, you know the drill: 1.quote 2. disclaimer (I really, really, really don't want to get sued) and 3. story…

I love rock n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n roll
So come an take your time an dance with me

-Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Disclaimer: The same as usual- if I were some really awesome famous person I wouldn't have to use Just to let you know.

POTTERCAT WARZ

CHAPTER SEVEN

VISITORS ON THE ISLAND

Amberpelt scrambled across the log after all the rest of the Gathering-bound ThunderClan cats, Bramblestar leading them on with his tail held high. For a moment they surveyed the clearing around the Gathering-tree, not moving an inch as they waited for one cat to notice them- as a RiverClan apprentice called out, "Look! ThunderClan is here!" Bramblestar signaled with his tail and they rushed into the clearing.

Bluemint grinned at the awestruck look on a small ShadowClan apprentice's face; he was clearly in awe of all the muscular warriors that were now ambling around the clearing and chatting with other cats.

"Wow!" Bluemint said cheerfully. "It's hard to believe that he's looking at us like that! We really are warriors!"

Amberpelt rolled her eyes. "Well, you aren't going to do very well in life, if the only toms who check you out are puny six-moon-old ShadowClan apprentices!" she joked, ducking to avoid a blow from Bluemint's paw.

The clearing fell silent as the leaders leaped up to their positions on the Gathering-tree. Russetstar spoke of more news of some rouges that had been driven out of ShadowClan territory; Onestar told of new kits that had been born to WindClan only a few weeks ago. Then it was Bramblestar's turn.

"We drove out another fox a fortnight ago, and the badger threat has been eradicated!" he proclaimed. Yowls of approval came from the ThunderClan section.

Bramblestar let them celebrate for a few moments, then signaled with his tail for silence.

"Also, my daughters Bluemint and Amberpelt became warriors two nights ago!" Bramblestar was, well, grinning like an idiot, and even Russetstar's lips quirked into a smile as there was a roar of noise for the Bluemint and Amberpelt. Amberpelt was especially popular, with even a few ShadowClan cats yowling her name.

Next Mistystar stalked forward. "We, too, have a new warrior, Starpelt," she called.

Amberpelt's eyes widened as she saw the new RiverClan warrior, a small, pretty orange tabby with darker orange stripes. The cat looked very familiar…

"Hey! RiverClan fish!" she called to the cat over the roar of the crowd.

There was dead silence. Some of the other RiverClan cats growled. Beside Amberpelt, Bluemint gulped.

Starpelt stared for a moment, then bounded over to Amberpelt and yowled, "Amberpaw!"

"I'm Amberpelt now, you know," Amberpelt meowed happily, grinning and giving Starpelt's ear a quick lick.

"I know!" Starpelt said, "but if you can still call me 'RiverClan fish' then I can still call you 'Amberpaw.'"

To the shock of all the cats assembled, who were sitting there watching the she-cats talk as if it were a tennis match, the two friends began a lively debate about which tasted better, fish or mouse.

"You two are friends?" Mistystar and Bramblestar both said incredulously, just as five unfamiliar cats crept into view.

There was an immediate reaction to the sight of five intruders. All the queens and elders were in the center of a circle of cats, then the apprentices, then the warriors on the outside. Bramblestar, Russetstar, Mistystar, and Onestar leapt in front of the intruders.

Now that everyone was getting a closer look at the new cats, they realized it was not a group of five cats, but a group of three and a group of two, standing awkwardly apart from each other. In one group there was a ginger tom and a sandy tabby tom; in the other group there was a red-brown tom with a slightly graying muzzle, and honey- colored she-cat who had an oddly dreamy look on her face, and a she-cat with fur that was a bright shade of-

"Pink!" Bluekit whispered to Amberpelt excitedly. "Wow! That cat has pink fur!"

"I know," Amberpelt mewed quietly to her sister. "I wonder if-"

Amberpelt shut her mouth when her father glared at her.

The ginger tom stepped forward and dipped his head in greeting. "Hello there. I am Obi-Wan Kenobi. My Clan has come here in peace, to-"

Obi-Wan shot an annoyed look at the sandy-brown tom, who was trying not to laugh.

"It's not funny, Anakin," he growled at the cat.

"You may be 'The Negotiator,'" meowed Anakin, "but you really need to work on your- what is it? Oh yeah- 'interaction with living beings.' 'We come in peace-' you sound like an alien from one of those cheesy movies!"

Anakin laughed even harder at the aggrieved look on Obi-Wan's face.

"Padawan," Obi-Wan growled, "shut up."

Anakin shut up.

The Red-brown tom from the other group stood up.

"Hello. My name is Remus Lupin. This is Nymphadora Tonks-"

"Don't call me Nymphadora, Remus!" The pink she-cat meowed angrily.

"All right, sweetheart. This is Nymphadora Tonks, who prefers to be known by her surname only, and this is Luna Lovegood." He nodded toward the honey-colored she-cat.

"I am Bramblestar, leader of ThunderClan," meowed Bramblestar, his head held high.

"I am Russetstar, leader of ShadowClan," hissed Russetstar, her eyes narrowed and her tail lashing from side to side.

"I am Mistystar, leader of RiverClan," said Mistystar, her expression unreadable.

"And I am Onestar, leader of WindClan," said Onestar proudly. "Together, our Clans make up the four Clans of the forest."

"RiverClan cats live near water and love to fish," called Starpelt.

"WindClan cats are the fastest of all cats," said Crowfeather. "We live in the moorland."

"ShadowClan cats are cunning cats, cats of the night," Smokefur said in a dark, deep voice. "We live in the swamplands and dark forests."

Amberpelt stood up and stalked over to the new cats until she stood directly in front of them. "We ThunderClan cats live in forests: we can't bear to be too far away from trees. We may not be the fastest, or the best fishers, or the most cunning, but if you are looking for bravery and loyalty in battle and in peace, look no further. Some may view us as weak, but true weakness is an uncaring soul."

"So, your Clans wish to settle here?" inquired Onestar.

"Yes, at least temporarily," meowed Remus as Obi-Wan nodded an affirmative.

The leaders went off into a thicket to discuss the issue at hand while the Clan cats, the Jedi cats, and the Honorable Representatives of PhoenixClan sat in awkward silence.

"Can you teach me that?" Bluemint asked Tonks eagerly.

"Teach you what?" said Tonks, curious.

"How to make our fur pink, of course," meowed Amberpelt, rolling her eyes and grinning as she bounded over to stand by her sister.

"Oh, this?" mewed Tonks in surprise, looking down at her fur. "Sorry, guys, but it's genetic. I don't dye it or anything; this is just one of my natural colors!"

"One of-" began Amberpelt incredulously.

Just then, the leaders came back from their deliberation. "We have reached a decision!" yowled Bramblestar, leaping up to his place on the Gathering-tree. The other leaders followed suit; Russetstar had a sour look on her face, but Mistystar looked calm and Onestar, pleased.

"We will allow the new Clans to stay," Bramblestar called to the assembled cats.

"But they shall have to stay to the boundaries that are set at the meeting at sunhigh tomorrow," snarled Russetstar, her eyes narrowed to slits.

"Five mice say that she has to give away a chunk of her territory," Amberpelt whispered to Bluemint and Starpelt. Bluemint giggled and Starpelt let out a purr of amusement.

Later that night

ThunderClan bounded home under the last light of the setting moon, pondering what had just happened.

"New clans!" Goldenflower exclaimed when Longtail told her the story when he got home. "I would have never imagined anything like this when we were still in the forest, but now, well…"

"I know," sighed the sightless tom Longtail as he curled for sleep. "Everything's changed."

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