The fiery tom from her previous dream was standing in front of her. Dawnpaw looked around. She was in a bright clearing, and there were multiple cats surrounding it, cats with stars in their fur. After a few seconds of silence, Dawnpaw worked up the nerve to speak. "Why am I here? Are you going to tell me where the warriors are?" She asked. The ginger tom chuckled, and a sandy-tan colored she-cat sighed. "Young cats these days." She snorted. The tom ignored her. "Dawnpaw, your group needs a leader. We can not detect the rest of your clan, and we fear the worst. Young warrior, you will be that leader."
Dawnpaw gasped. "I'm an apprentice! Not a warrior or a leader!" She protested.
"Hush!" The sandy she-cat ordered. Dawnpaw nodded meekly.
"With this life I give you acceptance. The ability to accept others, even if they are different. I myself was a kittyp-"
"We don't need your life story! This is about Dawnpaw!" A cat yowled. The ginger tom shrugged, faking indifference, then pressed his nose to the apprentice's. A jolt like she had never felt before ran through her body, and she had to fight to stay standing. The tan she-cat walked up. "With this life I give you humor. It will help you lead your clan through dark times." Another jolt, but this time the apprentice was prepared. It was more gentle than the last one. A tiny black kit walked up. Dawnpaw paused, confused. "I'm Pantherkit! What was I supposed to say?" The kit said, turning to the crowd. A dark gray she-cat prompted, "With this life.." Pantherkit nodded. "Oh, yeah!" He turned back to the apprentice. Dawnpaw bent down, and he touched her nose. "With this life I give you empathy. Everyone thinks differently. Well, except me and my sister, Leopardkit." He added. Dawnpaw smiled, even as the powerful jolt went through her.
This went on, Dawnpaw recieving lives for Love, Respect, Modesty, Wisdom, Determination, and Energy. "Thank you." Dawnpaw said, dipping her head to the crowd. They started chanting, "Dawnstar! Dawnstar!" The ginger tom came up. "As well as that, we are aware you never got your warrior name. Your name shall be Dawnfrost!" He called. The crowd changed their chant. "Dawnfrost! Dawnstar! Dawnfrost! Dawnstar!" Dawnfrost smiled.
Sunpaw shook her awake. "Dawnpaw! Gathering tonight!" He called. Dawnpaw leapt up. "Come on, Thunderclan!" She shouted. All of the cats ran up to her as she walked out of the clearing. Sugar was keeping up pretty well, and they soon reached the tree bridge. Dawnpaw grinned as she remembered all the stories about FourTrees. "One at a time!" Dawnpaw ordered. The rogues leapt easily across, as did most of the apprentices. Willowpaw was back with the kits, and Dawnpaw was waiting by her. Dawnpaw picked up Reedkit and, stepping onto the bridge, flung him to the other side, where Sunpaw caught him and set him down. They did the same thing with the rest of the kits, and then they crossed safely. Dawnpaw fell back into the lead, Sugar beside her.
They emerged into the clearing, and it looked sad. There were so few cats! Dawnpaw ran up to where Featherpaw was, with two other apprentices. "Dawnpaw! Glad you could make it!" She cheered. Dawnpaw smiled. "Oh, Dawnpaw, this is Heatherpaw of Windclan and Ashpaw of Shadowclan." Featherpaw said, introducing them to each other. The apprentices politely nodded at each other. Heatherpaw started to speak. "Did you guys sleep before the gathering?" The other three apprentices nodded. "Did you guys have.. strange dreams?" She asked. Once again, all the cats nodded. Dawnpaw shyly spoke, "I met a ginger tomcat from StarClan, and a little kit named Pantherkit. They gave me nine lives." She said sheepishly.
"Me, too!" Heatherpaw sighed, glad she was not the only one.
"I honestly thought it was just a dream, but it was so vivid!" Ashpaw said.
Featherpaw grinned. "That means that we get to sit up there." She exclaimed, gesturing to a tall boulder. "Highrock." Ashpaw breathed.
"Let's go!" The Windclan leader cheered, already running towards it. Featherpaw was right behind her, and Dawnpaw was racing over the ground, enjoying the wind blowing through her fur. Ashpaw followed a little more hesitantly, worried that Starclan would be angry. "We call this gathering to order!" Featherpaw yowled, catching all cat's attention. Dawnpaw stepped up beside her. "We have all received nine lives from StarClan!" She said, quieter than Featherpaw's yowl. There were cheers from below. "We must decide what to do. We will confer up here, and you may share stories and skills." Ashpaw ordered.
"We will survive!" Heatherpaw yowled happily. The cats below cheered loudly and started talking. Dawnpaw turned to the other leaders. "What's stopping us from being normal clans? We can elect deputies and medicine cats, and make apprentices and warriors." Dawnpaw said, shrugging. Heatherpaw smiled. "That's a good idea…" Ashpaw nodded. "But we don't have many cats." Heatherpaw continued.
"Actually, the clans have survived with less cats than this, and we are all strong, young cats who can hunt and fight." Featherpaw pointed out.
"True." Heatherpaw agreed.
"So it's settled?" Featherpaw asked. Dawnpaw shook her head.
"One last thing! We need to help each other. Not like hunting for each other, but a peace treaty. We'll meet every half moon for a gathering, instead of every moon, and report threats, and other things that we would be vulnerable to. And, if something threatens the existence of an entire clan, we should unite against it."
The other leaders nodded, seeing the reason in this. The new rules were announced to the clans, and they separated once again.
Yeah, She's the leader. I'm guessing most twolegs expected this? Okay, so this might be the last update in December, because we have family over. Happy holidays, Seasons greetings, and anything i'm forgetting!