Faithblossom: Hey guys, sorry for the cliff-hanger xD thanks for the nice reviews! Oh, and I would really, really appreciate it if you could tell your Warriors loving friends to read my story, that would be sooo great! Well, yeah, I don't have much to tell you…so let's do the first disclaimer!

Breezepaw: Faithblossom does not own Warriors, she only owns me, Featherpaw, Streampaw and Nightpaw!

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Oh, and I'll just write some stuff as a reply to the reviews, so:

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Midnight: Oh no! Please don't release the cats in the closet! Nooooo! So that you won't release them, here's the next chapter, enjoy!


(Featherpaw's POV)

Immediately shocked yowls got loud and the WindClan cats leaped to their paws and they began spitting insults at the ShadowClan cats.

"What? WindClan did not kill Blackstar! How dare you accuse us of killing him?" Onestar snarled, fur bristling.

"Then explain why Blackstar's bloody body was over and over with WindClan scent?" Rowanstar shot back aggressive.

"Maybe your warriors just imagined it!" Onestar yowled, unsheathing his claws.

Rowanstar drew his lips back and bared his teeth. "I smelled it myself! And Tawnypelt too!" Every head turned to a tortoiseshell she-cat who slunk back. "Tawnypelt?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Um, yeah I did," Tawnypelt admitted quietly and looked away, not daring to meet Rowanstar's eyes.

"See?" Rowanstar smiled winningly, not noticing Tawnypelt's strange behaviour.

"That doesn't prove anything!" Onestar yelled and he looked like he would lung at Rowanstar in just a heart beat.

"I'm pretty sure it does!" Rowanstar shot back and he drew his lips back. "But if you still don't think that that doesn't prove it you can fight me for it."

Onestar blinked surprised and hesitated for a second before hissing, "You're on," Then he launched himself at Rowanstar and they tumbled down the tree.

In the moment they fell down the tree the tension between the two Clans exploded and the clearing got filled with yowls in one second. Featherpaw stumbled back as a WindClan warrior and a ShadowClan warrior rolled around in front of her, clawing and spitting at each other.

"Stop!" Bramblestar screeched, desperate to stop the fighting. Onestar and Rowanstar broke apart. Onestar's ear was bleeding and Rowanstar was limping. "What are you doing? Did you forget this is a Gathering?"

Onestar bared his teeth and flattened his ears. "Explain that to that fox-heart over there!"

Bramblestar snorted and turned to Rowanstar. "Rowanstar, you do know that WindClan would have to cross either my or RiverClan territory to get to yours? And none of my patrols reported that they smelled WindClan on our territory. Mistystar? Did any patrol of yours report that WindClan was on your territory?"

Mistystar shook her head. "No, but that doesn't mean that WindClan couldn't have killed Blackstar, since one of their warriors could easily have walked around the territories."

Onestar had seemed smug when Bramblestar had supported him but he turned furious when Mistystar began to support Rowanstar. "WindClan did not kill Blackstar!"

Featherpaw watched the fight between the leaders go on, but she didn't listen anymore. But that doesn't make sense. What does WindClan win by killing Blackstar? Their territory isn't next to ShadowClan and it doesn't seem that ShadowClan is weakened by the death of their leader. So they win nothing. And if they would have killed Blackstar they would have covered their scent. This doesn't make any sense! Featherpaw wailed inwardly as suddenly a name flashed into her mind. Breezepelt…Breezepelt…Breezepelt…

"Hazeltail, who's Breezepelt?" She whispered, leaning towards her mother.

"Breezepelt?" she looked down surprised. "Breezepelt!" She exclaimed a little bit louder. "He was a WindClan warriors who joined the Dark Forest but Crowfeather - his father - kept him from killing Lionblaze - who is his half-brother - and Breezepelt vanished. But you're right; he could be the one who killed Blackstar to cause chaos!" Hazeltail's eyes gleamed with pride as she looked down on her daughter and nuzzled her. "You are one smart cat." Then she looked back at the leaders and got up. "I'll be right back," she whispered before pushing her way through the crowd of cats. Featherpaw watched her weaving through the crowd until she stood in front of the tree. Featherpaw saw her whispering something into Squirrelflight's ear but she was too far away to see Squirrelflight's expression. Then Hazeltail dipped her head and returned to Featherpaw's side. "Squirrelflight will tell the leaders now." Featherpaw nodded and let her gaze travel back to the leaders just in time to see Squirrelflight leap up onto the tree.

A few unsure murmurs got loud but Mistystar lashed her tail and motioned them to keep quiet as she leaned forward to listen to Squirrelflight. Then Bramblestar nodded and Squirrelflight leaped down again, taking her place in front of the tree.

"Listen Clans, Squirrelflight told me that one of my apprentices," he shot Featherpaw a knowing look, "could have figured out who killed Blackstar."

"Really?" Rowanstar eagerly leaned forward. "It was WindClan, right?"

"Well, yes," Bramblestar meowed, but before Onestar or Rowanstar could say anything he continued quickly. "But she thinks it was Breezepelt."

Silence.

"Breezepelt?" Onestar echoed.

"Breezepelt," Bramblestar confirmed. "He wasn't seen since the battle between the Dark Forest and he would be the only one out of WindClan to have anything from Blackstar's death, since it would cause chaos between WindClan and ShadowClan."

Rowanstar nodded, even though he still kept on shooting Onestar some suspicious looks. "That would make sense. Should we continue reporting the news?"

Onestar looked surprised that Rowanstar wanted to continue so quickly but he nodded. "Okay, I'll continue then. We have a new apprentice, Breezepaw!"

"Breezepaw, Breezepaw!" The Clans cheered and Featherpaw could see the light grey tom beaming with pride sitting next to his mother, Whitetail.

"And we have some sad news, Nightcloud died because of an unknown sickness and we have lost an honourable warrior," Onestar bowed his head sadly but Featherpaw could see that not many of WindClan did the same. Seems like Nightcloud wasn't that popular in her Clan, Featherpaw thought.

"Nightcloud left her mate, Crowfeather, behind and he made a heart-breaking decision. As you all know he once had a mate in ThunderClan, Leafpool, and he made the decision to join ThunderClan once and for all," Onestar finished and Featherpaw craned her neck to see the dark grey tom padding forward.

"I know that most of you think that I am betraying my Clan, but I don't have anything left there. Nightcloud, my former mate, is dead, and my son Breezepelt is a murderer and a traitor. I have nothing left there and the only cat I still love is Leafpool, and she is in ThunderClan. I didn't want to betray my Clan with meeting Leafpool in secret, which she would most likely never agree to do again, and I didn't want to leave the Clans to be with her. I decided that this was the only way to get Leafpool back. I don't care what you think, I asked Onestar and even though he didn't want me to leave he knew that I had nothing left in WindClan and he let me go. So now I ask you, Bramblestar, and you, Leafpool, to take me into ThunderClan," Crowfeather spoke with a clear voice and the clearing staid silent for the time his speech took.

The light brown tabby shape of Leafpool took a step forward, and even though she was trembling enormously she too spoke with a calm and collected voice. "Crowfeather, I never stopped loving you, even when we decided not to be together anymore. I loved you even more when I gave birth to our kits, Lionblaze, Jayfeather and Hollyleaf. I loved you more with every breath I took and my only wish was to be together with you again. Bramblestar, I beg you, I beg you as your former medicine cat, I beg you as the sister of your mate, I beg you as a loving cat, I beg you as a friend, to please let Crowfeather join ThunderClan."

Featherpaw looked deep into Leafpool's eyes and could only see what she had seen in Crowfeather's eyes too. Deep love, mingled with sadness and happiness that they finally got a chance to be together.

Bramblestar looked from Leafpool to Crowfeather and back to Leafpool and he saw what Featherpaw already saw. "Crowfeather, do you swear that you'll keep loyal to ThunderClan and that you will never betray it? And that you will not walk back to WindClan once there is a chance?"

"I do," Crowfeather breathed, giving Leafpool and long, loving look.

"Then I welcome you to ThunderClan," Bramblestar meowed, his voice echoing through the silent clearing.

Crowfeather looked up at his new leader and he was in no need for words because his eyes spoke for him. They were brimming with happiness, thankfulness and full of love for Leafpool. Then he turned to Leafpool and slowly walked over to her. "I love you," He whispered and pushed his muzzle into her fur.

"I love you too," She whispered back and nuzzled him.

The cheer started with one cat calling tenderly, "Leafpool, Crowfeather! Leafpool, Crowfeather!" One by one the other cats started to join in until it seemed that every single cat from every single Clan cheered for Leafpool and Crowfeather. Featherpaw hesitated for a second, thinking about whether or not it was right what Leafpool and Crowfeather were doing but then she decided and lifted her muzzle, shouting, "Leafpool, Crowfeather!" When Leafpool and Crowfeather moved back into the crowd, the cheers died down and Rowanstar stepped forward.

"I didn't finish my news so I will now. My new deputy is Snowbird!" He announced and Featherpaw saw the pure white she-cat sitting next to Squirrelflight.

"Snowbird, Snowbird!" The cats cheered for the new deputy loudly, she was obviously popular among the other Clans.

Rowanstar motioned the Clans to quiet down and continued. "We are thriving and we have two new apprentices, Nightpaw and Poppypaw!"

Featherpaw already knew Nightpaw, so she found his familiar black pelt, but the tortoiseshell she-cat next to him was new to her. She suspected that she was his littermate since they were apprenticed the same time.

"That was all," Rowanstar meowed and dipped his head to Mistystar who nodded thankfully and stepped forward.

"RiverClan is thriving and I am happy to announce that my kits, Streamkit and Moonpaw are now apprentices and are known under the names Streampaw and Moonpaw!" Mistystar announced proudly and some emotion flashed through Onestar's eyes, even though Featherpaw couldn't see it from where she sat.

"Streampaw, Moonpaw, Streampaw, Moonpaw!" The Clans cheered and it was not until then that she noticed the name 'Streampaw'.

Wait, Streampaw? Streampaw! She's the one! I need to talk to her, where is she? Featherpaw jumped up and craned her neck to see Streampaw but she didn't know where she was. She sat back and asked Hazeltail, "Where is this Streampaw?"

"I don't know, I've never seen her before but since she's Mistystar's daughter she must look a bit like her. What about those two there? That could be Streampaw and her sister Moonpaw, right?" Hazeltail flicked her tail and pointed at two she-cats, a silver tabby one and a dark grey one. They were both sitting chin high and they gazed around proudly.

"Yeah, that could be them, thank you," Featherpaw meowed excited and nuzzled her mother quickly before pushing her way through the crowd to the two she-cats.

"We have one new warrior," Mistystar continued, "Troutpaw is now known under the name Troutleap!"

"Troutleap, Troutleap!" The cheer began but Featherpaw only noticed it dimly since she was now only a tail-length away from Streampaw and her mind was buzzing with fear because of the prophecy and with happiness that the stream was a she-cat.

"Hey, are you Streampaw?" She asked as she stopped next to the silver tabby.

The silver tabby turned her head around and looked at her with pretty blue eyes. "Yeah, I am and yo-" She suddenly froze as a pang of recognition shook her. "Wait, do I know you?"

"Um, no, I'm a new apprentice, I'm Featherpaw of ThunderClan," she introduced herself, "But you think you know me because of the prophecy, we're kind of connected to each other because of it."

"What?" Streampaw exclaimed loudly before lowering her voice as a few heads snapped around and looked at her. "The prophecy? How do you know about that? And what do you mean 'connected'?"

"Well, see, you're the stream that the prophecy talked about, I'm the feather, the breeze is a tom called Breezepaw and he's in WindClan and the night is a tom called Nightpaw and he's in ShadowClan. I'm just happy we found you, since Shadow, Wind and Thunder all told us that we would have to find all of the four before the Gathering is over or else there would be no hope for the Clans."

"What?" Streampaw hissed and her fur bristled. She quickly looked behind to see if the dark grey she-cat next to her would notice anything and then looked back at Featherpaw. "What'll happen to the Clans?"

"Well, I think the-" Featherpaw was cut off abruptly as Mistystar yowled, "This Gathering is over!"

"Oh no!" Featherpaw whispered. "Okay, just meet me here tomorrow at dusk, okay?" Without waiting for an answer Featherpaw dipped her head and raced away, looking for either Breezepaw or Nightpaw. She spotted Nightpaw only a few tail-lengths away, sitting next to Poppypaw. She quickly ran to him and whispered, "Nightpaw, meet me and all the other of the four at dusk tomorrow, okay?" And again, without waiting for him to answer, Featherpaw went to look for Breezepaw. She spotted his light grey pelt among the other WindClan warriors and she found it hard to get through to him but when she did, she hissed quietly, "Breezepaw met me and the other four at dusk tomorrow." Then she turned around and ran to her mother and her littermates who were already waiting for her.

"Where were you?" Hazeltail asked. "The others are already leaving."

"I know, I know, sorry, I got lost between the WindClan warriors," Featherpaw lied, pointing at the WindClan cats.

"Okay, but we still got to leave quickly before we get Bramblestar worried," Hazeltail said, giving Featherpaw a lick before padding to the tree bridge.

"Wasn't this Gathering so exciting?" Dapplepaw asked as they followed their mother, bouncing a little.

Featherpaw shrugged and didn't answer, but Dapplepaw didn't seem to notice.

"Who thought of Breezepelt?" Sparrowpaw suddenly asked. "It only could have been us, Seedpaw, Lilypaw, Amberpaw, Snowpaw and Dewpaw. Seedpaw and Amberpaw were left in camp so that only leaves us, Lilypaw, Snowpaw and Dewpaw."

"I don't know," Dapplepaw tilted her head. "But I noticed that Hazeltail went over to Squirrelflight before Bramblestar talked about Breezepelt. But who sat next to her?" Dapplepaw and Sparrowpaw exchanged a confused look before they both froze and turned their heads to Featherpaw who shrunk a little. "You sat next to her!" Dapplepaw exclaimed and her eyes widened. "You were the one who came up with Breezepelt!"

"Um," Featherpaw swallowed, "Yeah, I did."

"This. Is. So. Awesome!" Dapplepaw squeaked. "You knew! How did you know Breezepelt? Oh, I bet Dustpelt or Purdy told you! Oh, this is so great! Without you WindClan and ShadowClan would have fought! You were so…"

Featherpaw sighed and tried to block Dapplepaw's annoying voice, it didn't matter to her what Dapplepaw thought anymore. She had found the four and they would meet! Maybe they would meet River, since they already met Shadow, Wind and Thunder. I hope Streampaw's nice, Featherpaw thought.

She and her littermates followed their mother back to camp, Dapplepaw chattering, Sparrowpaw silently and Featherpaw thinking.


(Streampaw's POV)

Is this true? Streampaw wondered as she followed her mother back to camp. The moonlight light up Mistystar's grey fur and let it shine silver. What would she say if she knew that I was in a prophecy? If that Featherpaw even said the truth. But she didn't seem like she was lying. But the prophecy says that the four will save the Clans, how can I save the Clans? I'm just an average apprentice. But if it's the will of StarClan…I can't say no, can I? Streampaw looked up as she felt soft fur brushing her side. It was Moonpaw who was gazing down on her.

"What are you worrying about?" She asked, knowing something was wrong. She always knew what was going on in Streampaw.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just…something," Streampaw answered evasively, avoiding her searching blue gaze.

"Streampaw, you know I'm always there for you, you can tell me everything you want, I wont judge you," Moonpaw meowed seriously, leaning at her.

"I know, but I can't talk about it. Yet," Streampaw murmured, resting her head on Moonpaw's shoulder.

"But if you're ready, remember to come to me," Moonpaw reminded her gently.

"Don't worry, I will," Streampaw nuzzled Moonpaw. "I will."

I will go and meet the others, even if it's against the warrior code. If it's for the survival of the Clans, I'll do everything!


(Breezepaw's POV)

Breezepaw followed Whitetail and he thought of all the discoveries he had made. Onestar and Mistystar, the prophecy, being on of the four…there were so many worries and secrets weighing him down so that he wasn't his usual cheerful self. Normally he would be so excited because of the Gathering and he would talk about Rowanstar revealing Blackstar's death so that Whitetail would have snapped at him, but today he dragged himself to camp, tail swooping across the ground.

Onestar had been furious when Breezepaw had revealed himself during the meeting of Onestar and Mistystar and he had looked as though he would rip him apart. Mistystar herself looked shocked and distraught in being caught, but Onestar assured her that nothing of this would be told anyone. Mistystar had gone back home after that and Onestar had confined Breezepaw into the nursery, telling him that if he told anyone about the meeting, Breezepaw would be punished gravely. Breezepaw stayed silent about the meeting and he didn't have any intention of telling. But, on the other side, he didn't have the intention on telling Onestar about the prophecy.

Breezepaw let out a troubled sigh and he suddenly noticed that he had fallen behind and that he almost couldn't make out his mother's small white shape. He shook his head to drive all the thoughts away and ran after his mother, desperate not to get left behind.

When he caught up he gasped for breath and Whitetail turned around, purring. "You sound like you got chased by ten badgers, what happened?"

"Oh, I just fell behind," Breezepaw explained, trying to catch his breath.

"When I'm finished training with you, you won't need to gasp for breath from that short run," A voice came from behind Breezepaw.

Breezepaw flinched and turned around, looking into Swallowtail's amber eyes.

Whitetail purred and nudged Breezepaw. "Come on, we're almost back at camp."

Breezepaw dipped his head to his new mentor and turned back to his mother who had now started to walk quicker, desperate to reach camp before the sun went up.

When they arrived camp Breezepaw was bone tired and exhausted and he almost walked into the nursery but before he could do that Furzepaw came from behind and nudged him away. "Hey, you're an apprentice now, don't go into the nursery, you'll sleep outside from now on."

"Oh," Breezepaw blinked, he only now noticed that he would probably never lie next to his mother again. A sharp pang of disappointment flashed through him before he shook it off. But I'm an apprentice now! That's far better than being a kit!

Furzepaw led him to the stone the apprentices slept on and she immediately curled up in a small ball in her nest. Before she fell asleep she murmured, "Just take some moss over there and make a nest where you want, as long as you don't sleep next to Boulderpaw." Furzepaw snorted amused before closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Breezepaw was to tired to answer, he just grunted and walked over to the moss place. It was a small hole next to the stone and it was filled with moss. He took a bit and walked back, making himself a nest next to Furzepaw. He curled up and sleep immediately crashed over him like a big, black wave.


Faithblossom: Okay, a chapter with a point of view of almost all characters :D oh, and by the way, I edited the chapters before this one, so you may would want to read them again. No major changes but just a few. Aaand, I decided to give plushies! This idea is so popular so I just decided to do it, even though it's useless. And you may have noticed that I wrote (Featherpaw's POV) and that and if you don't know what POV means, it means Point of View so like, Featherpaw's point of view, you understand? So...Breezepaw plushies for everyone who reviews!

Featherpaw: I'm back!

Faithblossom: *groans* Oh no!

Featherpaw: What did you say? *grabs sledgehammer*

Faithblossom: Oh, um, nothing! *whistles innocently* Anyway, please review! They make us feel...

Every single cat in this book:HAPPY!