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I can't wait for the sixth warrior series! I finished the first four, and I plan on reading the fifth ONLY when the last book comes out.

I also re-uploaded this chapter with tiny edits- thanks to EpicFaceGurl for pointing out Blackstar had died! (See the third extras chapter)

Here's an updated Chapter 25.

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Alliance

Skysong watched as Onestar leaped down from the highest branch to an empty one a ways below. He hopped from that branch to a lower one then the ground. All eyes were on WindClan as they quietly trudged off the island, across the tree-bridge, and towards their territory (probably to fetch the remaining cats to leave).

The gathering continued. Rowanstar started. "ShadowClan has prospered- the Great Battle shook us all, but we've stood together through hard times of betrayal and loss. All we ask of the other Clans is another twelve moons of peace."

The other leaders murmured agreement. Skysong could agree with that. Only few cats argued, but they weren't really heard.

Mistystar hesitated. "RiverClan shall go next. The fish have risen in numbers, and nothing is in our way. We have plenty of prey, and we hope to stay in a peaceful state with NightClan. RiverClan agrees with the twelve moons of peace."

Mistystar nodded to Bramblestar, who began his report. "ThunderClan's prey is also up- after the Battle, everything is better. We will also accept the twelve moons of peace."

Reedstar stepped forward. "NightClan is proud of its victory, but I can't help but feel guilty for driving WindClan out."

Bramblestar flicked his tail. "They made the stakes."

Reedstar dipped his head. "NightClan is strong, and kits are on the way. Prey is slowly rising in numbers, though our territory is already full of the little things."

Rowanstar joked, "We'll take some!"

Some cats twitched their whiskers.

"Now, now, Rowanstar," Reedstar purred, "That wouldn't be fair to give to only one other Clan. Besides, we'd just give prey away. We'd probably ask for something in return, and I don't think we need anything right now anyway. But now that I've revealed how prey is running, I expect the twelve moons of peace to be followed, as NightClan also will participate in the treaty."

Bramblestar announced, "You have a few moments to share tongues, then the cats shall be called to leave."

Skysong looked around for someone to talk to. She abruptly turned around when she felt a tail on her flank.

"Rushwater?" She meowed. "It's been a while."

He nodded. "What do you think about WindClan? Were you furious with them?"

"Of course I was. Threatening NightClan was foolish of them. I suppose that battle was our assessment of truly becoming part of the Lake Clans."

Rushwater's eyes swam with different emotions. "You've always been a part of the other Clans. NightClan is unlike the other Clans, because it's founded by cats with names having nothing to do with the Night, and it's quite new. But that doesn't matter. You're a Clan, and your cats are loyal to the bone." He dipped his head. "Hopefully, we shall meet next gathering."

Skysong nodded. "Until then. Bye, Rushwater." He didn't get to reply, for the leaders called the cats. He nodded to her and went off to join his Clanmates.

Reedstar led them to the camp, where they entered the dens and rested. Skysong curled up beside Reedstar in his den and started falling asleep.
Before she was dreaming, her last thought was, we really are a Clan now. The prophecy is fulfilled, and we're accepted by the other Clans. I just have a bad feeling something odd will happen…

Epilogue after this. Was this a good ending? I can always rewrite it.

What should my epilogue be about?