Here comes...a MAJOR UPDATE!
I'm posting 3 chapters today!

Duskpaw awoke from the rustling noises of the Clan. She forced her eyelids to open. Mossflower peered over her.

"Will she be okay?" A muffled voice sounded from the back of the den.

"She'll be fine, as long as she gets some rest." Duskpaw recognized the low voice of her father.

"Well enough to go to the Gathering?" Icepaw's squeaky voice quivered as she spoke.

Silence.

Duskpaw felt hollow; she gazed out the medicine den. There was a purple tinge above the clouds. It was almost the next Gathering. But the Gathering is not until two days! Duskpaw thought.

"How long have I been sleeping?" Duskpaw blurted. Icepaw jumped in surprise.

"Almost two days!" Mossflower murmured. "Do you need to stretch your paws?" She gave her a water-soaked piece of moss.

"I-" Duskpaw began.

"Duskpaw! You're all right!" Icepaw bounded up to her sister; nuzzling her all over.

"Icepaw! Give your sister some space," Nightjay purred. Icepaw backed away.

"Duskpaw! Duskpaw! Oh my sweet kit!" Blossomheart burst into the medicine den. "Are you okay?"

"Give her some space!" Mossflower hissed softly.

"I need to check on her!" Blossomheart spat. "Is she okay or not?"

"If you give my patient some space, I'll know!" Mossflower growled.

"You better not hurt my daughter!" Blossomheart glared at Mossflower. Icepaw rolled her eyes, muttering something under her breath.

"I'm so hot! Is it greenleaf already?" Duskpaw rasped.

Mossflower touched Duskpaw's muzzle as she lapped up the water in the moss. "You have a fever. Icepaw, would you hand over those leaves to the right of the poppy seeds?" Mossflower asked.

"Er, what? What are poppy seeds?" Icepaw asked, looking around.

"Over here. The feverfew," Nightjay nodded to the leaves; Icepaw grasped some in her jaws and spat them out near Mossflower.

"Thank you," Mossflower murmured; she gave the feverfew to Duskpaw, "Here, eat these." Duskpaw swallowed the leaves and immediately began to cool down.

"Feeling better?" Mossflower questioned. Duskpaw nodded.

"Do you want to make anything for you?" Blossomheart asked.

"No thanks."

"No?" her mother mewed with surprise, "Are you sure? Do you need a headrest or anything?"

"I'm fine!" Duskpaw snapped,

"Alright then, tell me if you need anything." Blossomheart mewed.

Just then, Crazystorm teetered in the medicine den. "Gte wlel oson!" He warbled, "I vhae bgi niventoin plnas ofr yuo!"

"Um, Crazystorm, I need to tell you something." Duskpaw muttered, glancing at Mossflower's cold eyes. "I… I'm going to become a medicine cat."

There was silence for a moment.

"WHAT?!" Blossomheart shrieked. "But I thought you wanted to become an inventor like me!"

"I do, but-" Duskpaw stammered.

"Mossflower! Have you got anything to do with this?!" Blossomheart demanded, her eyes blazing with fury.

"No, it was MoonClan who told Duskpaw herself. She told me two nights ago." Mossflower growled.

"That's not true!" Blossomheart wailed.

"No, mother! I loved being an inventor and all, but MoonClan said my destiny was to become a medicine cat!" Duskpaw explained.

"I was so proud…" Blossomheart sniffed.

"And you will be more proud of me than ever! I'm still your daughter!" Duskpaw replied firmly.

"Y-yes," Blossomheart weeped; she thrust her muzzle against Duskpaw's shoulder.

"I'm so proud of you, sis!" Icepaw gasped. "I nearly fainted!"

Lionstar peeped in the medicine den. "Nightjay! Take your patrol. We are about to head to the Gathering!" Lionstar commanded.

"Right, Icepaw, come with me." Nightjay look affectionately at his daughter. Icepaw trotted out the den with Nightjay.

"Icepaw, round up the apprentices. Rockpaw and Mistpaw," Nightjay mewed; he turned his head around.

"Fine," Icepaw sniffed; she padded to Rockpaw.

"What do you want, loser?" Rockpaw growled. "Come back to torture innocent cats?"

"You're coming to the Gathering, you rabbit-brain!" Icepaw growled. "As much as I don't like it."

"What was that?"

"Nothing, is Mistpaw 'round here?"

"No, she's asleep."

"I'll go get her."

"She's coming?" Rockpaw moaned.

"What's wrong with having Mistpaw around?" Icepaw snorted.

"Everything! She's-" Rockpaw hissed.

"I'm what?!" Mistpaw butted in, overhearing the conversation.

"Nothing!" Rockpaw said quickly.

"Rockpaw is so shallow minded that he states that everything is wrong with you." Icepaw sniffed.

"Liar!" Rockpaw spat. "Your whole entire family is a bunch of liars!"

"Yeah, and your mother is a murder!" Icepaw retorted.

"Fox-heart!"

"Rabbit-brain!"

"STOP! You idiots! This is the stupidest argument I've ever heard in my life!" Mistpaw growled.

Nightjay padded over. "What's going on?"

"NOTHING!" Icepaw, Mistpaw, and Rockpaw growled in unison.

"Very well, carry on. We need to leave soon. No dawdling." Nightjay muttered. He turned away and left.

Icepaw glared at Rockpaw. Rockpaw bared his teeth at Mistpaw, and Mistpaw held her head high.

"Let's go, Icepaw, before Rockpaw argues our ears off." Mistpaw growled softly. Icepaw gave one last harsh glare at Rockpaw and then left with Mistpaw.

Icepaw and Mistpaw trotted away, Rockpaw hot at their heels. Nightjay led Finchwing, Grassheart, Branchwing, and Sassytail. Lionstar emerged from the leader's' den and bounded towards the patrol waiting patiently at the entrance of the camp.

"Let's go before the other Clans claw our ears off for being late." Lionstar muttered, leading his patrol through the heather that guarded the camp.

Chilly wind swept through the meadow. Mistpaw shuddered, Icepaw glanced at her. She wasn't cold at all. Rockpaw nipped Icepaw's tail,

"Can you two snails go any faster?" Rockpaw hissed.

"It's not like we can just run ahead of the leader and head into the gathering!" Icepaw retorted. Mistpaw didn't say anything and picked up the pace a little bit.

By the time the group had gotten to Fourstones, all the other Clans were already there. As soon as Lionstar bounded onto his rock. Lichenstar narrowed his eyes.

"Why so late?" he hissed. "Too much dawdling in your Clan?"

"Shut up and begin." Lionstar mewed calmly.

"Very well. Streamstar has already shared." Lichenstar growled.

"Any more cats sent to DumbClan?" Lionstar snorted.

"Shut up, both of you! Lichenstar, just share the word!" Streamstar hissed, extremely embarrassed.

Lichenstar began. "The prey is running surprisingly well in StormClan," he said. "Sorrelheart is expecting kits, and we have a new warrior and a new inventor cat: Violetglow and Flowermoon,"

The Clans gave half-hearted cheers. Lichenstar nodded to Shadestar.

"Beeberry is expecting kits," she mewed, "That is all."

Mossflower raised her tail. "We have something to announce," Mossflower said. The medicine cats gathered to discuss what to say.

"We have been given an omen that darkness is coming. We also must expand the nurseries; I bet we'll be expecting a lot of kits for a while." Yellowleaf murmured.

"Yeah! And medicine cats can start to mate!" Lightpaw added.

Icepaw stared in shock. Medicine cats could now have… mates!? Darkpelt, Aspenclaw, and Berrysplash looked at Mintfur eagerly. It was obvious that they wanted to mate Mintfur. Just thinking about it made her want to laugh.

"Right, thank you for the er, wonderful news." Streamstar interrupted.

Mossflower and the rest of the medicine cats dipped their heads.

"Any other news?" Shadestar added, glancing at the other leaders.

"Er, yes!" Nightjay yowled, "Sorry."

"No. Go on," Lionstar nodded.

Nightjay purred. "Um. My daughter, Duskpaw, will now be training as a medicine cat. Due to MoonClan sending her a message."

"How do you know she's not lying?!" A StormClan yowled.

"Yeah! Where's your proof?" A OwlClan cat added.

"UGH! Because MoonClan sent us a message! Just go on with it! It's none of your business anyway! Why do you even care?!" Mossflower irritated voice rang throughout the Four Stones; silencing the cats.

"I'm sorry, but you don't have the right to speak here!" Lichenstar spat.

"I have just the right!" Mossflower protested.

"Stop!" Streamstar yowled, "I call this Gathering to an end!"

The leaders leaped off the Four Stones. Icepaw's tail drooped. The sight of arguing cats depressed her.

At least Cherryleaf wasn't in this chapter.
Please R&R!

~Dusksong of MeadowClan