Firestar woke with a start.

A yowl of triumph came from behind him.

"I did it! He's alive again!"

'Leafpool? But...'

"Firestar! Your okay! Leafpool thank you, thank you!"

'Sandstorm?'

"What's going on?" Firestar managed to gasp.

"I brought you back. It's been a few days, but I had lots of help!" Leafpool cried happily.

'then… its all been a dream…?'

"But… what?" He gasped.

"Oh, Firestar! I missed you so much!" Sandstorm cried.

Suddenly, Leafpool gasped, "Sandstorm get away!"

Sandstorm glared up at her, then looked back at Firestar and gasped in horror, hobbling back.

He glanced at himself, and hissed in surprise.

His pelt was disappearing, being replaced by stars.

_-_-_-_

Firestar gasped, looking around, "What just happened…?"

"Did you say something?" Dewfrost asked.

Now he remembered. He was sharing tongues with Dewfrost the day before the gathering, and he fell asleep. So the old Clan was another dream. Was it a sign? No. It was just a dream.

"Firestar?" she asked, waving her tail in front of his face.

"Hm?" he bolted upright.

"You fell asleep… Am I boring you? Cause I could go share-tongues with Sparrow-wing…" she mewed, her voice hurt.

Firestar shook his head, "No, no… I'm sorry, I usually don't do that, I must be tired." He apologized.

She nodded, still obviously hurt. "So… who's going to the gathering tomorrow?" she asked changing the subject.

"You, Sandfeather, Dusktail, Brightshadow, Sparrow-wing, Squirrelfur and me." He replied.

"Are you going to bring up the WindClan – RiverClan thing?"

"No, it's for them to discuss." He meowed shaking his head.

Sadnfeather walked past them with a look of disgust. Stopping a moment to spit at them, she continued on her way, padding over to Dusktail, and growling at him and sending hostile glances at Dewfrost. Dusktail blinked and licked her softly. That seemed to calm her, and she plopped on the ground with a sigh.

Dusktail glanced over and mouthed the word 'sorry'.

Firestar nodded unhappily.

Dewfrost looked at him questioningly.

He shrugged "She's a little… angry at me." He mewed simply.

She nodded blankly, glancing back at Sandfeather unhappily, "And she doesn't like me because of a little spat?"

"She just… thought I was rejecting her for something…" he sighed, "But I wasn't!" he added as he saw her look.

"So… you liked each other?" she asked.

Firestar thought for a moment, "I guess… but ever since our 'spat' she's been hanging out with Dusktail."

"And… you dislike Dusktail because of this?" she pressed.

"No, not at all. He's a friend, like everyone in my Clan."

"So Sandfeather is just a friend?"
"I guess. So what about you, where did you come from, I never saw you when I was a kittypet." He asked, getting a bit unfortably, 'this is getting personal.'

"I traveled a lot. I was a kittypet, but my owner died, and my owners mate… just didn't like me. He kicked me out. I sat at the door and meowed, but he threw things at me. I traveled along time… See that mountain over there?" she used her tail and pointed towards a mountain. "I traveled over it. A group of strange cats live. The Pack Of Flushing Rivers, or something."
"The Tribe Of Rushing Water." Firestar corrected.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

" Just a guess. Go on."

"I became a kittypet with another twoleg for a moon, before they left. Then some other cats were talking about 'A crazy ginger kittypet saying things about clans in a forest' and 'why would some-cat wanna do that its gross!'"
Firestar looked insulted,

"Oh, but I thought it was cool!" she added.

He purred happily, and glanced at the setting sun. "I'm going to go and see if the sunset patrols were sent out yet. See you tomorrow, Dewfrost."

There you go, chapter… 11? I dunno. But anyway, I put up a poll, please answer it. Anyway, hope you enjoyed, please, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE R&R. Next chapter, The Gathering.