YAY!! WE GOT MORE THAN 100 REVIEWS!! YAY!! PLUSHIES FOR EVERYONE!! (throws out plushies)

So, anyways people, you must thank ThrushflightEdward'sStalker because she sent in all those reviews that got us more than 100 reviews!! (bows to Thrushflight) Anyway, on with my answers.

Allan Pike - The great Clans are just the original Clans, like ThunderClan and such.

ThrushflightEdward'sStalker - I hope she's dead. But I doubt it. Thrushclones? (looks worried)

Thrushclones - OMSC. (hides in the refrigerator) Still, thanks, Thrushclones!

Thrushgatherer - THANK YOU!! (comes out of refrigerator)

Leafstar - Yup, Silverpaw's supposed to be completely mental. :D

Freezefur - Thankees!!

Spongey Bobby - Oh, well, nice name. Thanks!!

Grassy Leaves - Yes, it'd be nice if the name Squirrelflightlover was on a book cover. (slaps self also)

Mudheart - Patience, friend, patience...

Inktounge58 - You meant to say warrior, right? Because you said worrier. (giggles) Nice rant, by the way.

Flumpers - No, she was just called Paw. I know, it's weird... OO

Gingerstar14 - Oh well... Too bad, though.

Peachflower - Thanks, Peachflower! Flamefur lked that chocolate. I think...

Silverpaw led the way to where Talltooth was standing. The white tom looked unerved. Sandypaw felt worried. Her nieces and nephews had just become apprentices. They probably didn't know much of the forest yet. If they were out there... She didn't want to imagine what could happen to them.

Talltooth spotted her and Silverpaw and looked relieved. "Ah, good, you're here," he told them. "I'll be leading the search party, and besides you two, Sorrelwing, Tanfeather, Furryfall, and Tabbypaw will be coming with us."

Sandypaw had expected that some of her family would be coming with them, but she was surprised that Tabbypaw was joining too. The brown tom was staring at his paws with wide, scared looking eyes, and his tail was twitching worriedly.

Talltooth flicked his tail, and they left the camp. Sandypaw pushed throuh the bramble thicket, lagging behind purposefully until she was side by side with Tabbypaw. She nudged him. "You all right?"

For once, the brown tabby didn't tell her to go away because she was a Half-Clan. He looked up at her with those same wide, scared eyes. "Yeah," he mewed. "I guess." He took a deep breath and then burst out in a rush, "I'm worried about Flowerpaw because I really, really like her and I don't know if she likes me back and if she was taken and eaten by a fox, or - or a badger, or a Twoleg, I don't know what I'll do, no, I'll die!"

"Whoa," Sandypaw meowed. "Wait... You like..."

"Yes," Tabbypaw answered. "That's why I'm coming with you."

Sandypaw nodded, then she ran ahead to catch up with her father. She made it just in time to hear Sorrelwing yowl, "I smell them! I smell them!"

Sandypaw came to a stop by Tanfeather's side, and a few moments later, Tabbypaw arrived too. Tanfeather meowed, "I smell them too, but they went seperate ways."

"We should seperate too, and meet back here later," Talltooth said. "Sandypaw and Silverpaw, you two go that way, where Leopardpaw's scent is." He nodded in the direction of CloudClan territory. The two apprentices nodded also, and turned around, running past trees and rocks and other debris. Sandypaw slowed down and sniffed around. The sound of rushing water met her ears, and she turned to see a thin river that widened into a humongous waterfall. Sandypaw thought hard. Yes, Glaciercloud had told her that CloudClan called it the Riverdrop.

"Over here!" Silverpaw called. Sandypaw turned toward him. He had parted some bushes and was jumping around. "I got her scent again!"

Sandypaw raced over to him. Indeed, she could smell Leopardpaw's scent as clear as day. Sandypaw led the way as Silverpaw followed behind, making sure that the young apprentice had not wandered off in a different direction. Then Sandypaw stopped. Leopardpaw's scent veered off in the direction of the Riverdrop. Silverpaw came up to her and yelled amidst the noise of the waterfall, "Hey! Did you get her scent!?"

"What!?" Sandypaw yowled.

"I SAID," Silverpaw bellowed. "DID YOU GET HER SCENT!?"

"Not too loud!" Sandypaw shouted, gritting her teeth.

"Sorry!" yowled Silverpaw.

"Yes! I did!" she shouted. She was finding it hard to speak. The noise of the waterfall made her feel like she was deaf.

Sandypaw bent down and sniffed. Leopardpaw's scent was faint. Sandypaw felt disappointment and fear creep over her. What if Leopardpaw had fallen into the river? If she had, she could have gone down the waterfall at this moment! And then -

"Do you hear that, Sandypaw!?" Silverpaw asked as loudly as he could. Sandypaw strained her ears. She couldn't believe it - She could hear a faint yowling voice.

"It's coming from that direction," she yelled, sprinting off. Silverpaw followed behind. "Hey! Wait up!"

Sandypaw hardly heard him, either because it was the noise of the waterfall or she was too concentrated on finding Leopardpaw, she never knew. She came to a stop by a wide ridge. She stared as Silverpaw came up beside her. "Woah!" he breathed.

They were standing on a ledge overlooking the waterfall. It was as though Sandypaw was back at Falling Cliffs again. The only difference was that she could see the bottom of the waterfall, which was bubbly and frothy. She tore her gaze away from its depths and looked around. "Can you see her!?" she yowled.

"Nope!" Silverpaw yowled back. "But I hope she isn't down there!"

Me too, Sandypaw thought. And then she heard it again. That same yowling voice. And this time she made out the words - "Help me!"

"I's Leopardpaw!" she told Silverpaw. "She's near us!"

Silverpaw looked down again. "There!" he shouted out, pointing with his tail at a small orange shape hanging onto a twig sticking out near the ledge. Sandypaw was reminded horribly once more of her experience at Falling Cliffs.

Leopardpaw spotted them. "Sandypaw! Silverpaw! Help me! Please!!" She sounded as though she was in tears.

"Hang on!" Sandypaw yelled back to her, even though her voice was getting hoarse from yowling. She turned to Silverpaw. "Can you find a long brach or something that she can grab onto!?"

"My pleasure!" Silverpaw nodded, then ran off into the trees. Sandypaw looked down again. Leopardpaw looked like she was slipping. "Leopardpaw! Hang on!"

"What does it look like I'm doing!?" Leopardpaw screamed hysterically.

Sandypaw glanced around. Silverpaw wasn't back yet, and Leopardpaw wouldn't be able to grip on much longer, she knew that from experience. She bent down over the ledge and yowled, "Grab the branch in your teeth, Leopardpaw! I'm going to try and grab you!"

"All right!" the she-cat cried. She gripped the branch between her teeth as Sandypaw reached down. The spotted cat lunged upward with her paw, appently intending to grab Sandypaw's own paw, but she fell short.

"You're too far away!" Leopardpaw told her, her voice a bit muffled because the branch was still in her mouth.

Sandypaw wasn't going to give up. She crouched down onto the grass as Leopardpaw meowed in a panic, "I'm slipping!"

Sandypaw reached down farther, as far as she could go. She felt as though she was going to fall over the edge, and the breeze made her swing slightly from side to side. Leopardpaw made to grab at her paw again. Their paws touched, and Leopardpaw frantically tried to hold on, but once again, it fell short.

"Keep trying!" Sandypaw yowled, unfortunatly getting splashed with a mouthful of water at the exact same moment. Spitting out the water, she gasped again as water drenched her to the tip of her tail. She flattened her ears, but nevertheless tried to grab Leopardpaw. She could see that water was splashing over Leopardpaw and the branch, and the she-cat's grip was loosening. Leopardpaw grabbed the branch with her paws again and yowled, "I'm slipping, Sandypaw! I'm going to die!"

"No you won't!" Sandypaw meowed firmly. "I won't let you!" She turned around briefly. Silverpaw, hurry up!

"Silverpaw!" she yowled.

"Coming!"

"Oh, good!" she breathed as she saw Silverpaw lunging toward her, a large, sturdy branch clamped in his mouth.

"It took you that long to get a stick!?" she yelled.

"The squirrels wouldn't let me have it!" he replied. Sandypaw shook her head. "Tell me later! Come on!"

Silverpaw bent over the edge with the branch in his mouth and waved it above Leopardpaw's head. The apprentice looked up, her eyes dull, and then hope shined in her eyes once again.

"Grab on!" Sandypaw yelled.

Leopardpaw nodded and gripped the large branch in her teeth. Silverpaw grunted and hauled her up. Slowly, Leopardpaw appeared over the ledge. Sandypaw grabbed her by the scruff, and pulled her onto firm ground, just as Silverpaw let go of the branch. They watched it fall down, down, down, where they heard a faint splash. Silverpaw panted heavily. "You're not that light you, know, Leopardpaw."

Sandypaw turned to Leopardpaw, ignoring the water that was spraying onto her already wet pelt. "What did you think you were doing!?"

Leopardpaw was shaking like a leaf in Leaf Fall. "I - I'll tell you once w - we get out of h - here," she whimpered, looking nervously at the Riverdrop again. Sandypaw and Silverpaw led her back into the forest, where Leopardpaw calmed down enough to say, "So, Silverpaw, you say squirrels wouldn't let you have that branch?"

"Yeah," the silver tom meowed. "It was covering their supply of nuts, I think. When I tried to take it away, they kept hitting me with acorns."

Sandypaw peered over him and wiped an acorn off his back with her tail. "Ah."

After awhile, Leopardpaw told them how Forestpaw had gathered all his siblings together and told them how there had been enemy warriors trespassing on their territory. They had all gone along with him and split up, intending to find CloudClan warriors. Leopardpaw had thought that the Riverdrop was a likely place for an enemy warrior to hide, and that was where she had almost fallen to her death, if not for that small twig.

"I owe that twig my life," she meowed. "I'm gonna be nice to twigs from now on!"

As Silverpaw and Sandypaw rolled around with laughter at this statement, Sandypaw heard a crack. She sat up straight and peered around. She caught sight of red eyes peering out at them, heard someone curse, and then the eyes blinked. She watched as they disappeared. Her neck fur was beginning to prickle. "Let's go to the place where we were supposed to meet the rest of the patrol."

In the small clearing, everyone else was already there. Talltooth and Tanfeather were supporting Forestpaw, Tabbypaw was licking the ears of a moaning Flowerpaw, and Sorrelwing and Furryfall were nudging an unmoving shape. Sandypaw held her breath as she left Silverpaw and Leopardpaw's side to stand by Sorrelwing and Furryfall. Grasspaw was lying on the grass, his eyes closed and his paws spread out. His side was covered with blood.

"Is he - ?" Sandypaw whispered.

Furryfall looked at his sister. "No," he meowed. "He was knocked unconscious by a badger. He was trying to fight it off by himself."

Sorrelwing spotted Leopardpaw and cried out in delight. She ran over to her daughter and nuzzled her. "Oh, I was so worried!"

"I'm all right, Mom," Leopardpaw replied, but she stayed by Sorrelwing's side.

After a happy reunion, they walked back to camp, Furryfall and Talltooth carrying Grasspaw's unconscious form. The rest of his siblings chattered away to the older cats. Apparently, besides Leopardpaw almost falling down the Riverdrop, Forestpaw had gotten stuck in an abandoned fox hole and Flowerpaw had accidentally wandered into CloudClan territory and been attacked by a CloudClan patrol. According to her, her brave hero Tabbypaw had jumped onto the Cloudclan cats, yowling like 'something from somewhere I don't know yet.' According to her. Sandypaw giggled at what Flowerpaw said and watched her press her side against Tabbypaw. She laughed, and then imagined that being her, her own ginger body pressed against Flamefur's dark ginger pelt. She sighed. She would give anything for that!

"Hey. Sandypaw. Snap out of it."

"Huh?" Sandypaw recovered from her daze and shook her head. Silverpaw was staring at her, eyes wide. "You looked like you were having a daydream. And you were saying Flamefur over and over again."

"Oh... uh - " she stammered, trying to think of something to say.

Silverpaw stopped her. "Don't worry. I know."

"You do?" Sandypaw asked worriedly.

"Of course," he meowed. "You're thinking about how you almost fell down Falling Cliffs, how Flamefur saved you, how you were thanking him, and how much in common that was to Leopardpaw's disaster."

"Yeah. That's right," Sandypaw mewed, feeling dazed again.

"Anyways," Silverpaw continued, unaware that Sandypaw's mind was wandering off again, "I do hope Grasspaw recovers. Hey, you know, Frecklecloud's getting fatter every day. I'm not sure if it's because she eats too much or if it's because she's going to have kits. Either way, Brackenfang must be proud. Why he would be proud that she's fat, I don't know. I mean, it doesn't really make her look attractive. What do you think, Sandypaw? Sandypaw?"

He looked at her. Sandypaw's eyes had gone out of focus, and she was staring at the clouds as though she wanted to go up and lick them. Silverpaw sighed. "Really, they should have called you Thinkingaboutsomethingelsepaw. It fits you better."

Sandypaw jerked out of her trance. "What did you say?"

"Never mind," Silverpaw meowed as they entered the camp. Sandypaw finally got over her thoughts and was just in time to hear Forestpaw tell Leopardpaw, "You know, I wish Snowyfeather had told us about those Cloudclan warriors earlier. We could've caught them then."

Snowyfeather!?

"Ooh, I am going to claw her fur out, the stupid furball!" Sandypaw muttered, cursing Snowyfeather under her breath. Of course, she should have known. She remembered how just before they had set out to look for the troublesome four, Snowyfeather had given her a smug look for some strange reason. Now she knew what that 'strange reason' was.

Oakstar walked out of his den with Flamefur at his side. Sandypaw noticed that Flamefur was by Oakstar's side a lot lately. Thinking of Flamefur made her fall into the DaydreamClan once more.

"Did you find them?" Oakstar asked.

"Yes," Tanfeather meowed. "Talltooth and Furryfall took Grasspaw to the medicine den. He has a horrible wound."

"I see," Oakstar said.

Sorrelwing's eyes shone. "I'd like to thank everyone who helped find them - "

"Whoa, don't go into a speech," Silverpaw meowed, his eyes wide with horror. "I'm afraid of speeches."

Sorrelwing gave him an odd look. "Anyways, Oakstar, you really should make these three apprentices warriors. Flowerpaw and Leopardpaw wouldn't be here if it weren't for Sandypaw, Silverpaw, and Tabbypaw."

At the mention of her name, Sandypaw jerked her head and said goodbye to the cats of DaydreamClan, going back to reality.

Oakstar looked as though he were considering the idea. "I see... well, we can arrange that. Tabbypaw and Silverpaw, today you will be made warriors."

Tabbypaw beamed. Silverpaw jumped up and down, yowling, "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!" in some sing-song voice.

"What about me?" Sandypaw asked.

Oakstar stared at her. "Not today."

"But - " Sandypaw protested.

"I do recall that I told you that you would be waiting awhile before you were made a warrior," Oakstar interrupted.

"But Oakstar!" Tanfeather cried out, pulling Sandypaw toward her with her tail. "She just saved my granddaughter!"

"Silverpaw helped," Oakstar grunted.

"What are you saying, that she just sat around there counting clouds?!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Then why do you refuse to make my daughter a warrior!?"

"Because she's a Half-Clan!"

He had said the wrong thing. Tanfeather bulled into him, and he was knocked to the ground.

"Don't you dare say that word again, you hear me!?" she growled at him, glaring. "If she's a Half-Clan, then so are her brothers and sisters, but I don't see 'paw' at the end of their names!"

Oakstar pushed her off. "Tanfeather, you aren't supposed to attack a leader."

"I didn't unsheathe my claws," Tanfeather muttered.

"You won't be able to go to a Gathering for two moons."

Tanfeather kept glaring at him without flinching. Obviously, she didn't care.

"And you cannot tell me what to do," Oakstar meowed huffily. "When you are leader, then you can do whatever you want. Which will be never."

He stalked off. Tanfeather snarled and slashed at the grass, then walked into the warriors den with her tail held high.

Sandypaw's tail drooped. She was angry at Oakstar, sorry for her mother, and disappointed that Oakstar hadn't changed his mind. She caught Flamefur's eye, and he mouthed 'nerves'. Sandypaw rolled her eyes. She may respect Flamefur, and she may love him, and she may daydream about him, but she was sure that what Oakstar had said had nothing absolutely to do with nerves.

...Sand...Fire...

Duskpaw listened to Sandypaw tell about what had happened that day. She shook her head. "Sandypaw, I'm telling you, if Oakstar won't let you become a warrior yet, then he is messed up."

"Probably," Sandypaw agreed.

"Either way, he has to let you come to the Gathering tonight, or else Tanfeather will claw his throat out," Duskpaw meowed, yawning. "Anyways, did you hear? Frecklecloud should be having her kits anytime soon. Unless something goes wrong, of course."

"That's good," Sandypaw meowed.

At that moment, Silverpaw bounded into the den, along with Tabbypaw and Flowerpaw. Flowerpaw seemed more interested in Tabbypaw than before, because she kept crooning over him. Tabbypaw seemed very pleased about it.

"Hey, guess what?" Silverpaw meowed excitedly.

"You're going to be warriors," Duskpaw said dryly.

"How'd you know?" Silverpaw seemed dumbfounded.

"Because you have been talking about it ever since Oakstar told you that." Duskpaw shook her head. "Honestly, if you get any more mousebrained, you'll blow up."

"Let all cats gather round the HighBoulder for a Clan meeting!"

Silverpaw jumped up and down. "It's time! It's time!"

Duskpaw rolled her eyes. "Are you going to just jump up and down, or are you going to go? Tabbypaw already left."

She was talking to air. Silverpaw was already gone.

Sandypaw stood up. "Well, we might as well go into the clearing too."

They padded out of the apprentice den and sat beside Tanfeather and Weedpaw. Oakstar was on the HighBoulder, staring down on the cats. "Before we go to the Gathering," he yowled, "I have two new warriors to make. Silverpaw, Tabbypaw, come here."

They bounded up the rock and came to a stop at Oakstar's side, whiskers quivering in anticipation.

Oakstar looked up at the sky, gazing at the stars that were just beginning to appear in the sky. He opened his mouth, and everyone went silent. "I, Oakstar, leader of FireClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these two apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn." He swiveled around to face Silverpaw and Tabbypaw, his tail swishing around. Silverpaw grunted as Oakstar's tail hit him in the face, but he stayed still and silent, gazing up at the leader with wide eyes.

"Silverpaw, Tabbypaw, do you promise to uphold and the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your lives?"

Tabbypaw narrowed his eyes and bowed his head. "I do," he meowed quietly.

Silverpaw's fur rippled with excitement. "I do! I do! I do! I do! I do! I d - !"

"Once is enough, Silverpaw," Oakstar meowed in amusement. Silverpaw stopped saying 'I do' and looked embarrased. Oakstar continued. "Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names. Tabbypaw, from this moment on you shall be known as Tabbypelt. StarClan honors your courageousness and strenth, and we welcome you as a full warrior of FireClan."

After giving Oakstar's shoulder a respectful lick, Tabbypelt padded down to stand by Flowerpaw, who whispered something excitedly in his ear.

"Silverpaw," Oakstar went on, "from this moment on you shall be known as Silverclaw. StarClan honors your good humor and quick thinking, and we welcome you as a full warrior of FireClan."

Silverclaw licked Oakstar's shoulder eagerly, then bounded down the HighBoulder to Sandypaw and Duskpaw's side. The Clan chanted loudly, "Tabbypelt! Silverclaw! Tabbypelt! Silverclaw!"

Tabbypelt bent his head bashfully, and Flowerpaw gave his ear a lick of encouragement. Silverclaw, on the other paw, raised his head proudly and strutted around in place. Duskpaw and Sandypaw bent down close to the ground, their chests heaving in silent laughter.

Up on the HighBoulder, Oakstar twitched his tail for order, and it became quiet. Oakstar watched a trickle of water drop off a tree branch for a moment, and then he meowed, "Silverclaw and Tabbypelt will hold their silent vigil tonight and will be unable to go to the Gathering. The cats who will be coming are Deeppaw, Brackenfang, Furryfall, Scrawnyfur, Dewfeather, Ravenwhisker, Snowyfeather, Talltooth, Bloodfeather, Lightningfur, and Sandypaw."

He jumped off the HighBoulder and padded towards the bramble thicket. Sandypaw felt a prickled of relief spread through her. She had started to think that Oakstar would never say her name.

Deeppaw wandered over to them. "Sandypaw, I want to tell you something. Duskpaw, please go stand somewhere else."

Duskpaw flicked her tail in annoyance. "Yeah, it's 'Go stand over there, Duskpaw' and 'You're refined to the camp for one moon, Duskpaw'." She sighed and walked off to talk to Bloodfeather.

Deeppaw looked back at Sandypaw. "I did what you asked."

"Which was what?" Sandypaw asked, confused.

"To make Cloverwing and Duskpaw friends again," Deeppaw meowed. "When you and the others were off looking for Sorrelwing's kits, I talked to Cloverwing and she seemed really upset. So I went to Duskpaw and tried to bring up Cloverwing very slowly, but the minute I said her name, Duskpaw just turned and stalked away. Just like that." He shook his head. "She's never done that to me before."

"It's all right, Deeppaw," Sandypaw meowed. "You tried your best." She turned back to Duskpaw. "Bye, Duskpaw!"

Duskpaw waved good-bye, then padded into the apprentice den. Bloodfeather joined them as they walked into the forest. "You know, Flamefur's, like, right over there..." Bloodfeather's eyes twinkled mischeiviously, and he purred as Sandypaw snapped her head up to stare at him.

"What are you hinting at?" she asked suspiciously.

"I'm saying - " the tom began.

Sandypaw pushed him away. "You're saying nothing. Bye!"

Bloodfeather grinned and padded off. Deeppaw looked at Sandypaw curiously. "What was that about?"

"Nothing," Sandypaw sighed.

"Hey! Wait!"

Sandypaw turned around. Rose and Night were running toward them, their tails flailing behind them. Night still seemed to be limping, but ran as fast as ever. They came to a slow stop by Flamefur, who looked surprised. "Rose, Night, what are you doing here?"

"We want to come to a Gathering too," Rose purred. "Night feels well enough."

"Yeah," Night added. "I'd like to see something different besides camp." He gave Flamefur a pleading look.

It was obvious that Flamefur wanted to say yes, but he instead meowed, "It's up to Oakstar to decide."

Everyone turned to look at Oakstar. Sandypaw bristled as she heard Snowyfeather's unmistakable voice, "Oakstar, you aren't going to actually let them come, are you?"

Oakstar gazed at them. "Snowyfeather, I know what you are thinking, but they mean no harm. They are our friends. They can come."

"Thank you," Night meowed.

Snowyfeather snorted, then walked up to Flamefur.

Sandypaw padded along and was startled as Furryfall came up beside her and meowed, "Heya, sis!"

"Hi, Furryfall."

"Hey, Deeppaw!" Furryfall grinned.

Deeppaw grinned back. "Hey, Furryfall."

Furryfall cocked his head. "So, I heard from Sorrelwing that you helped find Leopardpaw. Why weren't you made a warrior?"

"Oakstar," Sandypaw meowed dryly.

Furryfall nodded. "Ah, I see."

He tensed as a mouse scuttled by, and remained alert and silent for the rest of the trip. When they finally rached the stones shaped like claws, Oakstar flicked his tail and they all ran into the clearing. The strong scent of AirClan and CloudClan greeted Sandypaw. Where was WaterClan?

Sandypaw spotted a familiar shape and ran over to it, purring. "Applepaw!"

The ginger she-cat stopped in mid-lick. "Applepaw? Who's Applepaw? My name's Applepool."

Sandypaw smiled at her. "You're a warrior? That's wonderful!"

Applepool grinned back. "I know. And guess what? I'm pregnant!"

"That's even better!" Sandypaw exclaimed. "Who's the father?"

"Sootclaw." Applepool flicked her tail at a light gray tom with a dappled coat. Sandypaw had met him once before, and like Applepool, seemed much nicer than the rest of the CloudClan cats.

Applepool resumed her grooming. "So are you a warrior?"

"No," admitted Sandypaw.

Applepool stared at her. "You're kidding!? We're, like, the same age! You should be a warrior right now."

"Well, I'm not," Sandypaw meowed sheepishly.

"I'd like to have a talk with that leader of yours..." She unsheathed her claws and scratched them into the hard ground. Sandypaw said nothing, because, even though she would not say it, she wanted to do the exact same thing, too.

"So what's been happening in your Clan?" Sandypaw asked finally.

"Nothing much," Applepool replied. "Except that after the battle between your Clan and ours, one of our best warriors died. Barkfur," she added at Sandypaw's questioning look. Sandypaw nodded.

"And my dear, wonderful sister got her warrior name," Applepaw meowed, rolling her eyes and making a face. "She's now known as Petalstream." She added in a whisper,"She calls herself the Petal of Greatness. I, on the other paw, call her the Petal of Snobbiness."

Sandypaw giggled. Applepool's eyes widened. "Oh yes, and I almost forgot. Honeyflower had kits. Their names are Rushkit and Roundkit."

"Who's the father?"

"Pinestar."

Sandypaw stared. "But I thought his mate was - "

"Daisycloud?" Applepool finished. "Well, there's a rumor in camp that he killed her, and I think that's what he told you when we had the battle. Anyways, you know what he's like."

"Yes, I know," Sandypaw said, remembering how Duskpaw had told her, He's an Ilovemating cat.

"So what's been going on in your Clan?" Applepool asked. Before Sandypaw could answer, WaterClan arrived. They streamed through the claw-shaped stones and scrambled beside the other cats, immediately chatting and discussing. Shellstar leapt onto the Great Tree and sat down on the lowest branch, her tail twitching irrately.

Patchstar yowled out loudly, silencing everyone. He flicked his tail at Pinestar, motioning for him to go first. There was an increased muttering and angry hissing among the Fireclan cats. Pinestar ignored them and spoke. Sandypaw listened but was bristling furiously. She remembered how Pinestar had trapped her underneath him and threatened to mate with her. She once again felt relief that he hadn't had the chance.

When Pinestar was done saying the exact same things Applepool had told Sandypaw, Patchstar moved forward. "All is well with AirClan. Three of our apprentices have become warriors. Hazelpaw, Hillpaw, and Huntingpaw shall now be known as Hazeltail, Hillfoot, and Huntingclaw."

The three new warriors raised their heads proudly. Sandypaw recognized the one who was Hillfoot. He had been in the patrol that had stopped her while she was going to Falling Cliffs.

Patchstar flicked his tail at Oakstar. Oakstar stood and balanced on the tree branch, then meowed, "All is going well with FireClan. We have two new warriors that were made today. Tabbypelt and Silverclaw."

As everyone looked around for them, Oakstar continued, "They are standing vigil at the camp and could not come today. Also, one of out queens is due to give birth at any time. And a WaterClan cat trespassed on our territory."

Shellstar's looked at Oakstar with cold eyes. "It won't happen again," she meowed dryly.

Oakstar nodded. "And FireClan is perfectly fine and can defend themselves against any attack from any Clan."

His words hovered in the air, and for a moment Sandypaw was sure Pinestar was going to tear the FireClan leader to bits. Then Oakstar backed away and sat down. Shellstar stood up. "Splashpaw, Hawkpaw, Foxpaw, Woodpaw, and Icypaw have become warriors also. They are now known as Splashtail, Hawktalon, Foxtail, Woodfur, and Icypool."

The new warriors stood and gazed around them calmly. Foxtail was mostly staring at the she-cats, Sandypaw noticed.

"Puddlecloud had kits a few moons ago, and they are now apprentices. Littlepaw and Shadepaw are here today for their first Gathering," Shellstar announced. The crowd of cats parted to look at Littlepaw and Shadepaw. Littlepaw, a very small silver she-cat, shuffled her paws shyly. Shadepaw, who was a handsome dark gray tom, stood up proudly and strutted over to a pretty WaterClan she-cat, who giggled.

As Shellstar talked some more aboutTwolegs, Sandypaw saw Dewfeather wander over to the CloudClan cat Quailfeather, and a few moemts later they had disappeared behind some bushes.

"Hey."

Sandypaw jumped at the whisper behind her, but she knew the voice. "Night, Rose, what were you doing, creeping up on me like that?"

Rose grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, Sandypaw. We were talking to some CloudClan cats and they were pretty snobby, so we decided to talk to someone we knew."

Night nodded. "And you know, Rose and I have been checking out Waterclan like Flamefur asked us to."

"Really?" Sandypaw pricked up her ears.

"Yes, but I think one of their cats saw us," Rose mewed. "It might have just been my imagination, but I shudder to think what might happen to us and your Clan if they did see us. After all, we smelled of FireClan and were on their territory."

Sandypaw said nothing, but her mind was whirling with worried thoughts.

Finally, something Shellstar said caught her attention, and her heart sank.

"We have seen two cats trespassing on our territory, and they smelled of FireClan!"

The FireClan cats yowled out their outrage. Rose and Night shrank close to the ground, worry dancing like fire in their eyes.

But Tigerstripe, a WaterClan cat, saw Rose and Night. "There they are!" he yowled. "I can see the intruders!"

He and his Clanmate Pebblefur herded Rose and Night up to the Great Tree. Shellstar peered down at the two in anger. "You have trespassed on our territory, correct?"

"You don't understand - " Rose began, her voice sounding tearful.

"And you have been spying on my Clan?" Shellstar spat, interrupting Rose.

"Now wait here - !" Oakstar protested. "Rose and Night are not even Clan cats. What's your proof?"

"I saw them prowling around our territory, wtching us," Tigerstripe growled. "And if they aren't from your Clan, why are they here at a Gathering?"

"We wanted to come!" Night called. WaterClan cats bristled. "The warrior code only allows Clan cats at FourClaws, not rogues and plump loners!"

The FireClan cats sprang up and stood face to face with the WaterClan cats, their eyes narrowed into slits. Flamefur, at the base of the Great Tree, stood up. "Stop! We cannot fight!" he yowled. A few cats sheathed their claws, but some others paid no attention.

"The moon!" Grayflower and Webclaw shouted out at the same time. "It's gone!"

Although heads turned to look at the sky, the two angry Clans did not stop hissing. Shellstar snarled, "Oakstar, you have just announced battle on you own self!"

"If we have, then FireClan can fight up to it!" Oakstar retorted, jumping down to Shellstar's side and spitting, "We will not back down from anything or any cat!"

"THIS MEETING IS AT AN END!" Shellstar thundered. She stalked down the tree, turning only to say, "This isn't over, Oakstar!" She padded out of the clearing, greeted by snarls and growls from FireClan cats. Sandypaw, although she hated her, felt satisfaction as Snowyfeather hissed at the WaterClan leader, "Don't even think about battling our Clan, or I'll tear you up!"

"We'll see about that!" Shellstar snapped, and stalked out with her Clan following. Pinestar, who had watched the whole thing with glee, followed her Clan. Applepool meowed a hasty good-bye to Sandypaw and left. Oakstar flicked his tail and raced out of FourClaws. Sandypaw, watching the shaken Rose and Night, followed. Pinestar and Shellstar had declared war on FireClan. She could see it in everyone else's faces. Trouble was in for FireClan, and they all knew it.

Well, I don't know about you guys, but I think this was a way better chapter than the last one. :) I haven't got much to say right now.

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