I"M SO SORRY! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ehem. Now that thats out of the way, Please accept my apology. I meant to update, and I was going to last week, but my computer apparently got broken somehow, so my dad fixed it. To add to that my dogs ran away. But on the bright side! The Fourth Apprentice is out! I haven't read it yet, though. I hope Yellowfang and Brightheart are in it. They're my favorite characters. And on a kinda sad side, I just read Flowers for Algernon (I cried) and started, but will not finish, unless I find it, Charly. I only got a quarter way through, but I cried at the begining, when he was at the play ground. The other people watching it around me started laughing at him, but I cried. They were one of the reasons I cried. Anyways! Please excuse my rant! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: The Erin Hunters own Warriors, and, sadly, I'm not one of them.

"T-they LOST!" he kit wailed. At the sight of the wounded warriors. The mother came up beside her kit.

"Darling, just because they have wounds on them, does not mean that they had lost the battle." she told the kit, resting her tail on it's tiny shoulders.

"Ca-can I ask?" the kit asked her mother.

"Yes. Just be careful. Warriors always get temperamental after a battle." The mother warned. By now the kit had already skipped off to the nearest warrior, and began having a question marathon.

"What happened? Did you win? Does it feel good to win? Oh Starclan! We lost, didn't we? What do you think will happen now? Will we have to leave the mountain? Will they kill us all? Oh! I'm to cute to die! I haven't even killed a starling yet! It's my life goal, you know? Do you like Starling? I love Starling! It reminds me of Grandmama! To bad she's dead...Did you know that her name begins with Star? Do you think that means that if she became leader, her name would be Starstar? Maybe thats why she didn't ever become leader! I know I wouldn't want a name like that! But I still like her name! Do you like her name?" At this point the utterly stunned warrior had began to make its way over to the fresh kill pile, in a utterly sad attempt to get away from the babbling kit.

"Oooooh! What kind of fresh kill do you like? I loooove all kinds of fresh kill!" the kit continued to babble, until the mother, ever so quietly, came over and scooped the kitten up from beside the confused warrior, whom was trying to distract himself, by digging through the fresh kill pile uselessly.

"HEY! Why'd you do that? I was makin' a new friend!" the kit whined.

"Darling. I want you to promise me something."

"What?"

"I will get you a gigantic starling, as bigger than Sleeteyes. As long as you leave poor Sleeteyes alone!" she told her kit, as she pushed it towards the Nursery.

"Okay Mama!" the kit said, scrambling into the Nursery.

"Now why don't I tell you some more of the story, and then we'll go right up to the Apprentices, and request for them to bring back a Starling bigger than themselves when they go on the next hunting patrol." the mother said as she sat down in the bed of moss.

"Many moons later. The Murderer was still a large the life of the leader was feared for widely." the mother began.

"Another Murder had just happened. Cherrypaw had been found in near the bird tree, raven in paw, and as lifeless and beaten as an old bedding of moss. Lately the Nursery had been guarded by Warriors around the clock. Even though it could very well be one of the guards that protect the sweet bundles of fur at night, that had viciously murdered the many warriors before."

Riverpaw was laying down, eyes closed, facing her sisters grave. Since she died, life was different. She only spoke to Sliverfrost , Snowstar, and Starlight. Kits had become afraid of her, and the other Warriors held no Sympathy. She spent many wasted hours near Willowwhisper's grave. Silverfrost tried many times to cheer her up, but to no avail. She seemed lost. That is......Until the Half moon. She had followed the medicine cats to the Starry Cliff once, when she was merely a kit. The Medicine cats saw her, but instead of bringing her back, they told her that she must keep the place secret, and never return, unless it was important. She had heard them talking, saying that she obviously didn't see anything in the sky. But the thing is, she did. It was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen, and she still held the place, and the sight close to her heart. So that was where she headed. It wasn't like it was for anything particularly important. She just had the sudden urge to go there, and see the beautiful sight once again. So Riverpaw twisted through the many vines and rough undergrowth to reach her destination. The path she had to take had many rough turns and spiky thorns blocking the way, but it was worth it, she didn't know why, it just was. Soon she had arrived at the Starry Cliff, just as the Dance of the Spirits began.(What the Cree people of the North Pole call the Aurora Borealis) She could see the deceased cats of all four of the clans faces in the jade and red waves of light. She had taken her sister here once, but she said all she saw was wavy lights, to her there were no faces. This made Riverpaw feel a bit special. One of the faces shined particularly bright. The face of the darkest, shiniest jade came closer, and closer still. Until it was directly facing Riverpaw. A voice sweet as honey, and rather familiar to Riverpaw began to fill the air.

"Riverpaw..." the voice whispered. " I knew you would come. You always knew when to come." Riverpaw looked up at the light. In it, she could see the solitary face of Willowwhisper. Tears ran down her face. The tears of a ghost. Riverpaw watched as those tears, those drops of liquid light formed a pool around her paws, then slowly disappeared.

"I've been waiting for you." Willowwhisper's voice rasped. "Old friend." she whispered into Riverpaw's ear.

"Why?" Riverpaw asked, voice scarcely audible.

"You are soon to become a full warrior." she stated. Riverpaw nodded slightly.

"Before the ceremony happens, you must avenge my death. I know that after I died... you stopped trying to find who had caused the deaths. But you must do your sister and old friend a favor. Will you, please, solve the mystery for me? Will you please finish what I started? Before its to late?"

"To late for what?" Riverpaw asked.

"The death of our dear leader grows closer. Soon it will happen. I want you to find who will do this before it happens, and avenge my and many other deaths, before the fall of Snowclan begins." she whispered into Riverpaw's ears.

"Can't you tell me who it is?" she asked.

"No. I cannot, for Spirits of Starclan may not interfere with the lives of the living, only set them on the path they seek. Even if I could...I did not see the one who took my life. But... There is someone who did."

"Who?" she asked.

"A roguelike kittypet, with fur as white as snow and the voice of a Warrior. With the help of Silverfrost, find him. He has been hiding in fear of the forest, ever since he saw my death. He used to gaze towards the forest with such great envy of us, but he never once entered, until the day I died If you can bring him to the Clans, where he was meant to be, he will tell you who killed me. Be careful. I must go now. For I have told you to much, I was told to set you on the right path, not meddle with the lives of the living. " The jade light began to fade back into the beautiful Aurora, slowly becoming one of the many faces in a long, beautiful stream of cats.

"Wait! What if I don't fix things? What if the kittypet won't listen?" Riverpaw called.

"It'll work out. Wrongs will be righted, as they always are." the, now tiny part of the beautiful green light.

"And at that Riverpaw had left the cliff, running faster than the cold breeze. She had to get Silverfrost, and find the Kittypet that sealed Snowclan's fate." the mother finished, for she heard the growl of her kit's stomach rumble quite loudly.

"Mama! Can I have Starling now?" it whined.

"Yes, darling." she told the kit. They then promptly got up and headed over to the freshkill pile to pick out the plumpest tastiest looking Starling.

I hope you liked it! And again, Please forgive me for not updating for a while, I just had a bit of writer's block as to what to do next. 'Cause I know exactly how I want it to end, I just got to work it up to that point. Please Review! Hope you enjoyed the Chapter! Bye!