Summary and Authors Note: It has been many moons sense the great Firestar died and cats from all Clans have been taken by something, but all the signs point to the Tribe cats! The Clans are confused because this has never happened before sense they moved into the new territory. Will the Clans have to move again? What will happen if they do? This is my first story, ever, so please don't be too harsh!

In WindClan Camp

Crowstar eagerly awaited the next gathering. He wanted to see Leafpool, and know what's going on in the other Clans so he could plan for any attacks that might happen. As he looked toward the camp entrance he saw the dawn patrol walk in.

"Ashpelt!" he called out to his deputy, "Who's going on the sunhigh patrol?"

Ashpelt looked at his leader then around at the other WindClan warriors.

"How about if Graytail leads it?" Ashpelt replied nervously.

Crowstar reviewed this thought carefully and the remembered that Graytail took his apprentice out to practice his fighting skills.

"No good, he took Fernpaw out training. Maybe Nightcloud?" Crowstar replied.

"Yeah, that'd be good, and maybe he could take Oakpaw, Raccoontail, and Silversong along?" Ashpelt mewed confidently.

Crowstar considered this suggestion. Nothing was planned for them today.

"Yes, go tell them please."

At last Crowstar was able to relax and think ahead to the Gathering. Who will go? Oakpaw and Bluepaw are the eldest apprentices, but Featherpaw, Blackpaw, and Whitepaw haven't gotten to go yet. Which warriors will go? Ravenstorm's earned it and so has Graytail. Silversong should go, it would be her first Gathering as a warrior. That will be it or we won't be able to guard the camp!

Graytail watched his apprentice catch and kill a rabbit well. He looked around when he noticed that another cat was around. The cat wasn't of any Clan but he'd better check it out anyway.

Flower stopped as she saw another cat, about her age, kill a rabbit. A clan cat!,she thought excitedly and bounded toward it. "Hello! I'm searching for the clans? Is this the right place?" she meowed unaware as another cat circled around her.

"What do you want with the Clans? Who are you? What are you doing in WindClan territory?" Graytail questioned fiercely from behind the kitten.

"I heard about them in my dreams, a voice said that they were calling me. I'm Flower, who're you, and what's a wind clan?" Flower said and whirled around to face the cat that questioned her.

"I'm Graytail, a WindClan warrior, and this is my apprentice, Fernpaw. WindClan is one of the four Clans that dwell around the lake." Graytail replied. "We'll escort you back to WindClan's camp. There, Crowstar will decide what to do with you." Graytail said as he and Fernpaw took Flower to WindClan camp.

In ThunderClan camp…

Brambleclaw padded over to Squirrelflight, he had been proved wrong about Hawkstorm and got back together with Squirrelflight not long afterwards. He sat down and pressed his body against her warm pelt.

"I love you Squirrelflight." He muttered near her ear.

"I love you more!" Squirrelflight challenged him.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah! And I'll prove it too!"

"How so?" Brambleclaw asked, his voice filled with curiosity rather and challenge.

"I haven't gotten that far yet so shut up!" Squirrelflight said irritated.

As Leafpool watched Brambleclaw and her sister, Squirrelflight argue, she thought; when will Squirrelflight have kits? Of course she already knew who the father would be, that was obvious. She looked down when one little kit rolled into her paws.

"Go back the other kits, Frostkit."

"But I'm injured!" Frostkit mewed playfully, "I have a huge gash in my leg, Tawnystar gave it to me! But I got her! No cat defeats Sandstar!"

"Tawnystar is a good kind leader! She helped lead the Clans to the safe forest we're in now!" Leafpool replied as she pretended to fix up that pretend gash of Frostkit's. "Off you go! Maybe I should see to Tawnystar as well, Sandstar can hurt cats badly too."

Sandstar watched as Frostkit leaped onto Cloudkit, who was pretending to be Tawnystar. Cloudkit pretended to be defeated then pushed upwards as hard and he could, throwing Frostkit off him. The he slashed at Frostkit's leg and she limped over to her daughter, Leafpool, who had been watching her other daughter with Brambleclaw, her deputy. It was time to send out the sunhigh patrol, because the dawn patrol got back and went to their appropriate dens.

In ShadowClan camp

Applepelt raced through the territory running as fast as she could to her camp.

"Gorgepaw has been taken!" she cried out, expecting to be yelled at by the whole Clan.

Tawnypelt growled and demanded to know who did it, if at all possible.

"It was . . . it was, Stormfur of the Tribe of Rushing Water!" Applepelt sobbed. He had been one of the journeying cats to the sun-drown-place but had stayed behind because his sister, Feathertail, had died there and he had fallen in love with a she-cat there.

"No! He'd never do such a thing!" Tawnypelt cried out. She too had gone on the journey but continued, despite her grief for Feathertail. She knew what she said was not entirely true, Stormfur would do anything for his clan, or tribe.

In RiverClan camp

Mosspelt walked quickly back into camp carrying the badly injured Graypaw. She was followed by her apprentice, Whisperingpaw, and Stoneheart. Whisperingpaw ran ahead to get Mothwing, RiverClan's medicine cat.

"It's Graypaw! He ran out on to the thunder path and . . . and a monster rushed by and . . . hit him." Whisperingpaw sobbed barley above a whisper.

Mothwing rushed out into the clearing and took Graypaw back to her den and got out lots of cobwebs and placed them carefully onto his wounds.

"He'll live!" Mothing called out, much to everyone's relief.

Authors Note: Ooh! Cliff hanger . . . sort of. Don't worry, it'll get better! Please R&R!