The next exciting chapter to this story. I have gotten reviews about the uncreative names. Yes, I know they're not creative but they all match the characters. Tumblepawis named that because...well, he tumbled over a lot. Goldenpawis named that cause she has a golden spot on her chest and the whole prophecy thing. Cinderstar is a large, bold, gray tom and it fitted him perfectly. Bluefeather is calm, sweet, has a soft voice and gentle. Blue suits those personalitlies..and feathers are soft... so there. Brightflower has a bright personality and is very gentle. In the story she's a calm, patient queen, but when she's warrior she is a bit more perky and active and smart/clever. But I'll try to get more creative with names and all, it's just all those names matches their personalities. Thank you for reviewing, it hasinspired me to keep on going with this story. (I'm not mad, I'm actually very thankful. I'll try to improve on the names.) Now on with the story!

Chapter 4

Goldenpaw sniffed the air. She scented many cats all from different clans. RiverClan, WindClan and ShadowClan cats were all there. ThunderClan entered and all the cats dispersed into different groups. Cinderstar made his way up to Great Rock.

Goldenpaw had been to gatherings before, this wasn't her first. She walked over to a few other apprentices, her brother followed her.

"Hello Goldenpaw and Tumblepaw." A young ShadowClan she-cat mewed.

"Hi there, Smallpaw." Tumblepaw said shyly. The ShadowClan giggled as he responded.

"Don't be shy, Tumblepaw." Goldenpaw nudged him playfully on the shoulder with her head. "He's like this with every she-cat."

Tumblepaw's tail twitched with annoyance. "I am not." He snapped. Smallpaw purred with amusement.

Suddenly a small pale ginger apprentice crept over to Goldenpaw. She narrowed her eyes as she stared at Goldenpaw. "How odd. I've never seen a black cat with a golden splotch on her chest." The apprentice meowed.

Tumblepaw stared at the apprentice for a moment. Goldenpaw dipped her head politely. "I know, it's a bit odd. Isn't it?"

The pale ginger apprentice nodded. "Forgive me, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Gingerpaw of RiverClan." She mewed.

"I'm Goldenpaw and this is my brother, Tumblepaw. We're from ThunderClan."

"And I'm Smallpaw from ShadowClan."

The four cats spoke to each other for awhile. Tumblepaw spotted a tom glaring at him from a distance away. He had golden-brown fur and green eyes. He was long and skinny.

"Hey there!" Tumblepaw called out. The golden-brown tom backed away into the shadows. Tumblepaw turned to the other three cats in confusion. "I was just trying to be nice."

"Oh don't mind him. He's Talonpaw, he comes from WindClan. He's a bit shy and mysterious." Smallpaw explained. She was quite smart and very polite. She had been to every Gathering ever since she was first made apprentice so she knew almost every cat.

"I wonder why he won't come and talk with us." Goldenpaw mumbled.

"He just gets that way." Smallpaw mewed. "Want to hear something weird?"

The three other apprentices nodded their head. Smallpaw took a deep breath and began. "One of my den mates, Marshpaw, had a dream when he was taking a nap before the Gathering. When he woke up he seemed paranoid and confused. He wouldn't tell me what the dream was about though."

Goldenpaw glanced at Tumblepaw. Then she noticed Gingerpaw's tail twitching nervously. "That's odd…" Goldenpaw mumbled.

"Quiet now!" Cinderstar yowled. "The leaders shall speak now."

Goldenpaw listened as the leaders spoke. Everything was fine for all four clans, new warriors, and a few elders past away. Nothing much. But what troubled her was the thought of her brother hiding something big from her.

As the clans grouped up into their own individual clans, Goldenpaw spotted Cinderstar snarling and Willowstar, the WindClan leader. She remembered her mother telling her the story of the WindClan attack a few days after Goldnepaw and Tumblepaw were born. Brightflower said that they attacked and killed the previous deputy and ever since then Cinderstar held a grudge against Willowstar.

Goldenpaw sighed and turned to face her clan. She caught a glimpse of a gold-brown pelt. Was that Talonpaw? She wondered. Just as she was about to turn around and look, Tumblepaw trotted over to her.

"Hey there." He mewed coolly.

Goldenpaw suddenly remembered was Smallpaw had told her earlier about Marshpaw and his odd dream. Tumblepaw had the same reaction as Marshpaw when he woke up from his nap.

"Tumblepaw…" she began. "What did you dream about?"

"I-I uh…err…nothing." He stuttered. Goldenpaw's tail began to twitch impatiently.

"Tell me!" the young she-cat ordered.

Tumblepaw sighed and looked down at his paws. "I had a dream…a cat named Silverpoppy came to see me. She was sent by StarClan and she told me about a prophecy which involves you. I think Marshpaw had a similar dream too…maybe he has to do with the prophecy as well." He explained.

Goldenpaw cocked her head and narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure it was about me? Why haven't I dreamed about this prophecy?" she asked with confusion.

"Maybe it's because you haven't taken a nap today." Tumblepaw mewed.

"Maybe…but what is this prophecy about?" she asked. As Tumblepaw explained, Goldenpaw's eyes began to widen with shock and fear. "I have to save the clans?"

Tumblepaw nodded. "Yes."

"Do you think I should tell father about this prophecy?" Goldenpaw mewed.

"You probably should. But not now, wait until you after you sleep. Silverpoppy might come to your dream tonight and tell you what I haven't." the young tabby tom meowed.

Once the ThunderClan returned from Fourtrees, Goldenpaw scurried to the apprentices den. She nervously settled down and went to sleep. She was eager to receive StarClan's message.

It was dark…very dark. ThunderClan camp was empty. Goldenpaw sat there alone.

"Goldenpaw…" a mysterious voice called her name. The young she-cat looked around her but she saw nothing.

"Is that you, Silverpoppy? My brother told me all about you." She mewed. Silverpoppy revealed herself. Her beautiful silver fur glistened under the moonlight.

"So you know about the prophecy?" the silver she-cat asked. Goldenpaw nodded.

"Does any other cat know about this prophecy? Am I the one with the heart made of pure gold? Does my father know? Is that why he named me Goldenpaw?" all the questions began to pour out of Goldenpaw's mouth.

Silverpoppy closed her eyes. "I can't answer all of those questions. But yes, your father knew when you were a kit. That's all I can say." She mewed. "Beware Goldenpaw, moon shall clash with sun soon….very soon." Slowly the she-cat began to fade away.

"Wait! Am I really the chosen one?" Goldenpaw yelled. But there was no response. Everything was dark again and everything was very quiet.

Goldenpaw sprang up onto her feet. She was panting and her eyes were filled with fear and confusion. Tumblepaw woke up startled.

"You had the dream?" he asked. Goldenpaw nodded.

"Quiet down!" Dewpaw hissed.

The two cats ignored her. "I better go tell father." Goldenpaw mewed. "Is that why he named me Goldenpaw? Silverpoppy said he knew about this prophecy when we were just kits."

The two cats rushed to the leader's den. It was Moonhigh, so they figured he was sleeping but they didn't care. They needed answers. Tumblepaw rushed into Cinderstar's den, Goldenpaw was right at his tail. Cinderstar's ears pricked up and he opened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" He meowed.

"The prophecy…the one you knew about when we were kits. Why didn't you tell us?" Tumblepaw asked.

Cinderstar sat up straight. He glared at his two kits for a moment. "I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to scare you. I only knew so little of the prophecy too."

"Is that why you called me Goldenpaw?" the young she-cat was desperate for answers.

Cinderstar nodded. "You're that cat with a golden splotch on your chest. The prophecy must be talking about you. I gave you that name in honor of that prophecy When did you get the dream?"

"I got it just now." Goldenpaw mewed. "Tumblepaw got it right before the Gathering."

"Well at least you two know about it. But do not tell the clan, I don't want them to be worried." Cinderstar ordered.

"Don't worry, we won't tell the clan." Tumblepaw promised.

"Oh, yes. Father…The cat who sent me the message said that the moon will clash with the sun soon…very soon." Goldenpaw mewed. Suddenly a look of alarm rose in Cinderstar's face.

"Thank you for telling me that." He meowed. "Now you two better get some rest."

Tumblepaw and Goldenpaw made their way back to the apprentices' den. They settled down for an uneasy night of rest. Many questions lingered in their thoughts which made it hard for them to sleep. But what bothered them the most was the fact that the prophecy will come true very soon.

Things start heating up. Goldenpaw dicovers the prophecy and new characters have been intoduced. If you are confused this is not Tumblepaw's and Goldenpaw's first Gathering, it's just the two cats usually hang out with different apprentices. That's why Tumblepaw was a bit shy. As the story goes on, I'll be more in-depth with the characters personalities and such. We'll see more of Smallpaw, Gingerpaw and Talonpaw in the following chapters. And Marshpaw will be introduced too. I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. Thank you for reading! Reviews are very much appreciated! I'd like to know other people's opinions so please review.