All around her snow swirled. She looked back and could see Spottedleaf sitting next to Northtail, their tails wrapped around each other. She tried to turn around and tell Spottedleaf to stop before it was too late, but her body took a step forward, forcing her head to look ahead of her.

The scene changed and saw the cave StormClan gathered every time the leader received a prophecy of sorts. But instead of StormClan, she saw Mousefur and the two RiverClan cats. There were four others whom Riverheart guessed were the ShadowClan and WindClan cats. Her vision faded for a moment and when it came back in, she was in a place she'd never been before.

A myriad of cats stood in a clearing. There were more cats than even at any Gathering Riverheart had gone to. Every cat seemed to glow softly. Something seemed to pull her forward and she waded through the staring cats.

She was soon before tall blue-gray cat. She seemed relaxed and her eyes flicked to every cat before they rested on Riverheart. Riverheart gasped when she looked into the cat's eyes. She did not see herself reflected in those blue pools, but flashes of white and black and long sharp claws. Blood seemed to splatter in the cat's eyes.

The ground gave way beneath Riverheart and she fell through the heavens. After a drop that seemed an eternity, Riverheart splashed into water and sunk into the light blue depths.

Something wet and cold nudged Riverheart's side and she jumped up, spitting and hissing. Canyonridge looked up at her, surprise on his face. All around them, warriors were waking up from the noise.

"What's going on," Fawnfrost groaned in an annoyed voice.

"N-nothing," Riverheart said quietly.

"Is that Riverheart?" Spiderfoot asked loudly.

Cloudtail was complaining even louder that no one could get any sleep anymore. "You're as bad as Firestar for StarClan's sake."

"Oh, leave her alone," Brambleclaw mewed, coming to her defense.

Cloudtail purred with amusement. "Oh, right, I'd forgotten you used to do the same thing."

"Sorry…" Riverheart mewed even quieter than before.

Canyonridge came to her rescue. "It was just a dream. Go back to sleep." A few more cats groaned but soon everything was quiet.

"Thanks," Riverheart said.

"No problem." He licked the top of her head and then curled back up. Riverheart blushed, but did the same and fell back asleep.

For the second time that night, someone nudged her to wake her up again. "Hurry," she heard Spottedleaf whisper in her ear. Riverheart stood and stretched. It was still dark out. Groaning, Riverheart padded outside, leaves crunching softly beneath her.

She could hear an angry mewing so she headed towards the sound. The Clan seemed to be gathered beneath Hightrock. Riverheart sat down next to Brackenfur and watched as Firestar jumped up.

"We have a visitor," he said, not being able to keep scorn out of his voice. "She does not belong to any of our Clans and tells us she resides in StormClan." Riverheart's eyes widened and she jumped up, making Brackenfur give her a funny look

Firestar looked around at the Clan, his eyes lingering on Riverheart. "She will be kept here until we can decide what to do with her. Good night." Every cat stood and made their way back to their various dens, whispering to each other. Riverheart lingered for a moment, trying to see where the hissing was coming from, but decided to wait until morning. Moonpelt, her foster mother, strode into step with her.

"I've never heard of this StormClan before," Moonpelt said to her as they walked back.

"Neither have I," Riverheart replied.

"Do you think they believe in StarClan?" she asked.

"No, I don't think so." I know they don't.

"Hmm… Night." Riverheart nodded and curled up, though she didn't sleep at all that night.

After eating a piece of fresh kill, Graystripe told her she was going on morning patrol. He had just started walking away when Riverheart remembered.

"Where's that cat being held?" she asked him casually.

"In Leafpool's den," he replied. "You're leaving in five minutes with Hollypelt (A/N subject to change XD), Snowclaw, and Birchfall." Riverheart just nodded and quickly walked over to Leafpool's den.. As she entered, it suddenly became dimmer. She heard hissing and saw Leafpaw trying to get the rogue to eat a piece of fresh kill.

"I don't want any of your mousebrained Clan's food!"

"Please eat it," a helpless Leafpool pleaded with the cat. Riverheart nearly yowled when the mouse skidded hard across the ground and hit her foreleg. Leafpool looked back in surprise.

"Oh, hello Riverheart, I didn't smell you." Riverheart purred in amusement, and then picked up the mouse.

"You'll probably want this," Riverheart mewed, dropping it in front of the cat. She was a mottled brown and creamy-white color, her green eyes fierce.

"I said I don't want it!"

"I've been trying for fifteen minutes to get her to eat it," Leafpool mewed sadly, looking back at Riverheart. Riverheart didn't seem to notice that Leafpool was staring at her. "Jayfeather, come here!" she called. The blue-black blind cat came in from the medicine cat's den, a curious look on his face. "Yeah?"

His sightless eyes focused on Riverheart's eyes, which were gazing at the familiar looking StormClan cat.

The rogue seemed to think Riverheart looked familiar as well. "Do I know you?" Riverheart felt her fur fluff out a bit.

"No… I don't think so."

Leafpool's strange look deepened. "She might, Riverheart, because you weren't born here, remember?"

Was that suspicion in Leafpool's eyes? No, it was something else. Realization? Impossible. But the other cat's eyes widened. "Wait, Riverkit?"

Riverheart's silver fur fluffed out more. What would happen if Leafpool figured it out? "That was a long time ago," Riverheart mewed stiffly. "I have to go; morning patrol," she explained to Leafpool.

On the morning patrol, Riverheart barely paid attention, mostly thinking of the mottled she-cat. It was obvious how the cat had recognized her; she was her sister! Riverheart had realized who she was on the way out, but had not even turned to look, for fear of giving herself away. Her sister's name was Oceankit, though she was probably a fighter, guard, or hunter by now.

Now deep in her thoughts, Riverheart ran straight into Birchfall. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she gasped.

Birchfall purred in amusement. "It's okay." He looked at Riverheart. "What's on your mind, anyway?"

"I have what everyone else has on their mind; who this rogue is," Riverheart said, not completely lying.

"Yeah, we were all hoping that everything was going to be perfect from now on, but…" Birchfall sighed sadly. Riverheart remembered that he was one of the cats who'd made that journey here, and decided to stay quiet the rest of the way back.

Hey, I did a pretty good job updating, right? Only a day after! Go me! Well, anyway, this chapter was pretty short, but it WAS interesting, right? A battle might be coming up soon, hint, hint... Okay, please R&R anyway! Oh, yes, and tell me...

IN THE NEXT CHAPTER, SHOULD SPOTTEDLEAF GET PREGNANT WITH NORTHTAIL'S KITS?

You people must tell me!

-Riverheart