Whew, I had a case of writers block for a while there, so if some of the story sucks... Sorry:D Thank you Midnightstreak and Rippedstar for reveiwing my story, I'm glad you liketh it!

"Let all cats young and old enough to catch their own prey gather around the Highrock for a Clan meeting!"

So many times, Princess had heard Smokey say those words, but it was different, hearing them from a Clan leader. Cats gathered around at once, some looking at Princess like she was dirt. Elders padded creakily from the den, warriors stepped proudly into the sunlight, and apprentices pounced clumsily into the clearing. She smiled, green eyes sparkling. From the nursery stepped three kits; Silentkit and her two brothers, one a very darkly colored calico and the other a light brown bengal.

"Cats of ThunderClan, tonight is a momentous night. These kits shall become appprentices of the clan and one day warrior. Blackkit until you recieve your warrior name you will be known as Blackpaw and you shall be mentored by Dalihacloud. Dalihacloud, teach your apprentice well and help him learn the warrior code. Applekit until you recieve your warrior name you will be Applepaw and your mentor will be Sandpelt. Sandpelt train you're apprentice well like you did Fieldmouse. And last but not least Silentkit from this day until you recieve your warrior name you will be Silentpaw and you will be mentored by Fallenleaf. Fallenleaf, teach her well to learn the warrior code," he meowed boldly. Silentpaw beamed, and her two brothers had identical proud faces. She touched noses with Fallenleaf. Princess grinned to see her silver friend so happy.

Later, Silentpaw and her two brothers joined Princess in the shade of the Elders den.

"Hi!" mewed Silentpaw.

"Hi!" mewed Princess. "Were your brothers mad at you for delaying the ceremony?" she asked, glancing at Blackpaw and Applepaw, who chuckled. Silentpaw grinned. "Nah, they were mad 'cause I snuck away without them!" she mewed, batting Blackpaw.

"Anyways, we're apprentices now!" mewed Applepaw proudly. Princess grinned.

"Hey, how are you going to go about finding your friends?" asked Blackpaw. Princess hesitated. "I don't know," she admitted. "No one in the Clan, except you three, seem to want anything to do with me."

Silentpaw looked surprised. "How rude!" she mewed. "Don't worry, we can help you!"

Princess blinked. "How?"

"I dunno…" she mewed, looking puzzled.

"What if you told us what your friends look like, and we can tell everybody in the Clan?" suggested Applepaw.

"Yeah!" exclaimed Blackpaw, leaping up into the air to catch a moth flying by. He landed smack on top of Princess, who rolled on impact, crushing Blackpaw. Excited, Silentpaw and Applepaw joined in the fight.

"Ouch! Would they listen to you guys?"

"Probably not."

"Well, they might."

"Ow! Sheathe your claws, Blackpaw!"

"We could – hey! That hurt! Anyways, we could tell anyone who's headed out of camp to look out for… Yeeow!"

"Yeah! Like, we could wait at the entrance!"

"Don't we have training tomorrow?"

"I hope so! Then I can get you back for this!"

"I don't have training tomorrow, Dalihacloud is on patrol."

"That's my foot!"

"Princess, are you trying to eat my tail?"

"Whoops!"

"What in the name of StarClan is going on here?"

The four young cats looked up at the sound of Sharpstars voice. "What are you doing?" he demanded, glaring at Princess.

"Uh… Playing?"

The next day, Princess awoke surrounded by her three new friends. They had insisted upon putting a "guard" around her incase the other apprentices didn't like her. Windpaw and Featherpaw were awaking Silentpaw. "Come on, come on! There are ShadowClan warriors here!"

Awake at once, Silentpaw turned to her brothers and Princess. "Let's go! We're going to see actual ShadowClan warriors here, and it's not even our first gathering!"

They boys were up in a rabbits hop, and so was Princess. ShadowClan warriors! As she stepped into the sunlight, she saw a black-and-white tom, a flame-colored tom and a brown-and-white she-cat. She realized the flame colored tom must be Flametail, but who were the other two?

"She claims she belonged to ThunderClan, but was banished." Flametail was meowing. Sharpstar frowned. "She didn't come from here," he mewed crossly. "And even if she did, why bother me with it? If I had banished her I wouldn't want to hear from her again, would I?"

"We just wanted to know if it was the truth!" mewed the she-cat. Sharpstar snorted.

"What did this cat look like?" meowed Bloodymemory, looking curious.

"She's… She's bright orange with a white crest and chest. She has yellow eyes and she's very, very friendly," mewed the she-cat, looking eager. Flametail nudged her. "Come on, Fawncloud. We got the information we needed," he murmered. As they started to leave, something clicked in Princess' mind. "Wait!" she cried.

Sharpstar snarled and some of the ThunderClan cats gave her a dirty look, but she ignored them. Flametail had stopped and he was looking back at her.

"I know who she is!" she breathed. "She's my friend, Whiskers, but she's not a banished ThunderClan cat! She's a kittypet… We, I, well we all got lost in the forest… And we're looking for eachother!"

By this time, the ShadowClan cats looked amazed. "She's a kittypet?" mewed the black-and-white tom. Princess nodded. "Can, can she come here and we can-"

"Hold it!" hissed Sharpstar. "One kittypet in my Clan is enough. I don't want two! Flametail, take this one back to your Clan."

Princess looked at him helplessly.

"No, Sharpstar. ShadowClan won't take orders from you." Flametail mewed politely.

"Flametail," Princess mewed. "Can… Can Whiskers stay with you, just a little while longer? I-I want to locate all my friends… So we can all go home."

"How many are there?" Fawncloud asked curiously. "Five," grumbled Sharpstar.

"Allright, then… I'll ask Shootingstar about it, and get back to you." Flametail mewed.

"Oh no you won't!" hissed Sharpstar quite suddenly. "You won't be setting a paw back in my territory!" Flametail looked surprised.

"I'll be sending a patrol to escort you home. My territory has been invaded and I won't be taking any chances – Set a paw over that border and you'll be crowfood!" he snapped.

"ShadowClan hasn't been-" started Flametail, but Sharpstar had turned away. The ShadowClan warriors had no other choice then to leave, flanked by ThunderClan warriors…

Qweenie stepped forward slowly, feeling tears arise. "Azuresun?" she whispered, afraid she would get no answer. To Qweenies surprise, Azuresun moaned. "Qweenie…" she whispered, her voice very faint. Qweenie gasped and padded to the blood-covered deputy. "Azuresun! Listen… I'll I'll… I'll go get Meekheart… Except… I think I'm lost… Oh, I don't know what to do!" she moaned, tears running down her cheeks. Azuresun coughed weakly, spitting blood. "Listen… to… me…" she whispered. Qweenie leaned down to hear Azuresun better, alarmed that her voice had already gotten weaker.

"I'm… dying… Joining my sons…" she whispered. Qweenie shook her head. "No, please no!" she sobbed. "Please… Smallstar… Danger… Redcloud…" Her voice got weaker and weaker, and died away. Azuresun was dead. She had died right before Qweenies eyes. The kittypet stared in horror. "Azuresun!" she whispered. But it was to late… To late! Qweenie stumbled backwards, away. How? Who? What did Azuresun mean? Why? Why why why? As she stared, horror-struck, at Azuresuns blood-soaked body, she suddenly saw something… It was hardly anything, a flash of silvery gray. A brown stripe. Somehow Qweene knew Stonepelt and Lost had come to take her spirit to StarClan… And she was relieved.

"Qweenie! Qweenie!"

Sudden shouts aroused Qweenie. "Goldpaw! Eveningpaw!" she shouted, jumping to her paws. A crashing sound, and the two apprentices appeared, followed by Raindancer and Quietangel.

"Oh, StarClans mercy!" gasped Eveningpaw, halting in her tracks. Raindancer stared, appaled. "Azuresun!" he mewed in a grief-striken voice. Quietangel, trembling, padded over towards the bloody scene. "What happened?" she whispered. Qweenie realized she was crying again.

"Azuresun… She was alive, and she talked to me… But she died… And I think Redcloud and Smallstar are in danger… She told me so…" Qweenie sobbed in a rush. Goldpaw and Eveningpaw pressed their noses to her pelt in a way of comfort. Raindancer looked at her. "She spoke to you? What did she say?" he demanded. Qweenie barely managed to speak through her tears. "She said she was going to join her sons… And she said something about Smallstar and Redcloud being in danger…" she mewed. Quietangel was crying silently, and Eveningpaw was licking Azuresun gently, tears washing the blood off of her fur. Even Goldpaws eyes were misted. Raindancers head was held low in grief. "Oh, no no no…" he murmered. At last he looked Qweenie in the eyes, and she saw inexplainable sadness there. "I'm sorry…" she whispered. He didn't reply, but turned to Azuresuns body. "We'll take her back to camp," he announced quietly.

Murmers of surprise and lamentations filled the night as Raindancer carried Azuresun across camp to Smallstars den. Smallstar stood in front of it, with Redcloud at his side.

iThey don't look like they're in danger to me…/i thought Qweenie, puzzled over Azuresuns last words.

Smallstars chocolate face was grief-striken as Raindancer laid Azuresun at his paws.

"I'm sorry," whispered the black-and-white tom, before taking a few steps back. Smallstar touched his nose gently to Azuresuns pelt. Qweenies head was lowered in shame… She had no right to be here, sharing in the Clans grief. After a few moments, that seemed to last an eternity, Smallstar looked up.

"What happened?" he asked softly. Goldpaw and Eveningpaw glanced at Qweenie.

"Qweenie found her…" mewed Quietangel. Eyes turned onto the small kittypet, and suddenly she felt very vurnerable.

"I… I got separated from the rest of the patrol… And found her… Like that… Only she was still alive." Qweenie mewed in a trembling voice. "She… told me that she was going to join Stonepelt and Lost…"

"Right… You were the one to find Azuresun, while she was still alive? Does anyone else find this suspicious?" growled Redcloud, interrupting Qweenie. His green eyes glittered sinisterly. Qweenie was taken aback. Surely Redcloud didn't think she had been responsible for the death or Azuresun?

"Quiet, Redcloud," meowed Smallstar. "Do you honestly believe Azuresun could be overpowered by a kittypet? No… Qweenie, did Azuresun say anything else?"

Qweenie, swallowing her fear and bewilderment, spoke. "Yes… She said… That… You and Redcloud are in danger." Her words tumbled out in a rush, her heart pounded in her throat. Redclouds eyes narrowed. Smallstars eyes widened. For a long moment, the camp was silent.

Finally, Smallstar straightened. "Qweenie… I'll speak to you in my den later. For now we need to carry out the proper ceremony for Azuresun," he meowed. Murmers of agreement arose from the gathered cats. Smallstar came forward first and arranged Azuresuns body so she slept in the same position of dignity and grace that she had lived her life through. While Smallstar and Qweenie had been speaking, Raindancer and Quietangel had cleaned the late deputys fur so it shone brilliantly in the moonlight. Moonlight! Qweenie looked up at the sky. It was nearly moonhigh already. She glanced at Smallstar – The small siamese was also looking at the sky, looking full of grief.

One by one, the cats of RiverClan stepped forward to share tounges with their fallen friend. Qweenie stepped away, knowing she had no right to intrude upon this ceremony.

Redcloud stepped forward slowly and for some reason, Qweenie tensed. The young warrior bent over and rasped his tounge between her ears gently, murmering something softly. He stayed there for a moment, his nose pressed to her forhead, his eyes closed. Suddenly they shot open and their green was startlingly vivid in the darkness of the night. His eyes latched onto hers and she shuddered. She was very unsettled – Out of all the kittypets in the little click, Qweenie was the most sensitive. Princess was the wisest, Pepper the quietest, Whiskers the friendliest and Lilo was the one always bouncing off the walls. Anyways, over time Qweenie had learned to trust her instincts – And right now her instincts told her Redcloud was trouble.

The white warrior turned and padded away, but not before Qweenie caught a glipse of that look that unsettled her so.

Soon the Clan was casting glances at the scorched stump, impatient for the ceremony to begin. Qweenies eyes were fixed on the entrance to the leaders den as he stepped out, his small shoulders hunched with sadness at the loss of his deputy. Silverpool pressed her muzzle to his comfortingly. He seemed to take strength from his mates gaze, for he looked at her silently for a minute before jumping onto the Scorched Stump.

"Let all cats young and old enough to swim in the mighty river gather here around the Scorched Stump for a Clan meeting!"

There had hardly been need for him to call his Clan, but as his voice broke the nights silence a few cats stode from corners or dens to sit at the edge of the crowd. Smallstar cleared his throat.

"I say these words before the body of Azuresun that she may hear and approve my choice," mewed Smallstar. As he paused before announcing the new deputy, Qweenie stole a look at Redcloud. The warriors gaze was fixed hungrily on Smallstar… She knew she didn't imagine the eagerness in his green eyes.

"Wintercall will be the new deputy of RiverClan."

Meows of congratulations arose from the crowd. The wintery bengal stood, a look a surprise and pleasure on her face. Her mate, Bloodclaw, purred and pressed his muzzle to her pelt. Qweenie realized the she-cat had been a popular choice.

Redcloud approached Wintercall, his gaze warm. He gave her a congratulary nudge to the shoulder and mewed something Qweenie was to far to here. Wintercall nodded and made her way to the Stump. As the bengal padded away, his green eyes turned darker, angrier. There was jealousy in their depths.

A thought struck Qweenie as she remembered Azuresuns words. Smallstar… Danger… Redcloud…

At the time she had thought Azuresun meant Smallstar and Redcloud were in danger, but did the silver she-cat mean Smallstar was in danger from Redcloud?

I think I'm cliffy happy. oO Anyways, free Qweenie plushies to anybody who reveiws this chappy:D