You know, I have absolutely no reasonable explanation as to why its been like, 5 months since I last updated. Well, excluding school and other crap. But now its summer! So more updating and stuff! :D mistake I found in chapter 3, Rockshade isn't Flameclan deputy, he's the moonclan deputy. Oh well. Too lazy to change it. oh ya, and cookies for all you awesome people who review! *hands out virtual cookies* oh, and here's a map of the land the clans live around. .

Its an island in the middle of the ocean, so there are rarely two legs around, unless you count the crazy adventure tourists.

Firestar: Do it! Dooo it! *hisses and claws*

Me: Okay! I will! Leave me alooone!

Firestar: Now! *hisses again*

Me: Ok! Ok! I don't own warriors, they belong to Erin Hunter! *runs away*

"Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes!" Greenpaw bounced around Nightpaw, twining her tail around her friends. "We're going to the gathering!"

Nightpaw calmly stopped her friend from bouncing into Lightfall, who was returning to the warriors den with a small thrush in her jaws. She lightly flicked Greenpaw's ear as she walked by. "Be more careful, Greenpaw. Petalstar can still let you stay at camp and clean out the elder's den."

Mouseblaze, who had happened to be sitting near them, grooming her long and snarled pelt, lifted her head and smiled at Greenpaw. "Now that" Cough cough "wouldn't be so bad." She laughed at Nightpaw's stricken face. "Just pulling your tail, young 'uns. I know this is your first gatherin'. I remember my first one…" Slowly, the apprentices backed away as the elder rambled on.

"Do you suppose she'll notice we're gone?

"Nope. You know elders." Came a deep voice from behind them.

"Rockshade!" They turned around, the large gray deputy standing behind them, two mice dangling from his mouth. "Here, guys, you need to eat before we leave." He dropped the prey in front of the two young she cats.

"Thanks Rockshade." Said Nightpaw, still a blushing from the deputy hearing their conversation, though you could barely see the red beneath her raven black coat.

Greenpaw settled down on the mossy floor, wrapping her tail over her paws as she bent down to gulp up the mouse in a couple of quick bites. She sat up, licking her whiskers where bits of mouse where still there. "C'mon, Nightpaw, hurry! Petalstar is assembling the group!" Greenpaw rushed over to her friend, nudging her with her head.

"Great Starclan Greenpaw! Im coming!" Came a slightly disgruntled reply. Nightpaw got to her paws, flicking her friend's ear. "Bossypelt."

"I know." Replied Greenpaw, smiling and ducking out of the way of Nightpaw's paw.

Petalstar turned to look at the tussling apprentices. "You two don't have to go, you know. I know Branchfoot would love to go.."

Branchfoot and Oakstone had been out hunting for the fox that had been spotted around the edges of their territory. Thinking they were the big strong warriors they were, the two mousebrains had found the fox in his lair, much to the delight of the hungry fox. Luckily, Rockshade and Wildpaw were out battle training, and heard the shrieks and growls. Branchfoot and Oakstone barely got out without dying, thanks to the mentor and apprentice. So they were both confined to camp to heal and rest, and be secretly ridiculed by every cat who passes.

"No!" Nightpaw and Greenpaw ran like Tigerstar was chasing them, catching up with the cats who were going to the gathering.

"Mousebrain!" whispered Eaglepaw as the two caught up with him. "Petalstar would have seriously left you two!"

Greenpaw shot him a glare of ice as Nightpaw stiffened.

"She wouldn't?"

Resting her tail on Nightpaw's back, she whispered soft enough for Eaglepaw not to hear.

"He's just pulling your whiskers. Petalstar is fair and wise." She said, ducking under an upcoming branch. But it was a little mistimed.

THWACK!

Greenpaw yowled in pain, drawing the attention of the rest of the warriors. Eaglepaw glanced smugly behind him, his whiskers twitching.

"Greenpaw! Honestly, are you sure you can come to a gathering?" came the shout from up front.

"Sorry Petalstar.." muttered the hurt she cat, muttering under her breath about Eaglepaw and revenge, when the shout arose from the structure ahead.

The abandoned Two-leg mansion. Ivy crawled up the tall walls, creeping over towards the entrance. Moonlight shone down on the stones, shining them like the stars of Silverpelt.

"Moonclan is here!"

"There they are. Everycat has been here, freezing their tails off…"

Petalstar pushed through the bushes and bracken tunnel that led into the main area of the nest. It was mainly walls now. Almost all of the roof had eroded away, leaving rafters and beams for the cats to lounge on during a gathering. In the middle of the den stood a tall structure, made of wood and standing on four legs. (It's a large table, all you readers. :L)

Morningstar and Toadstar were already lounging on top of it, occasionally sending piercing glares at one another.

"Looks like Silverclan and Flameclan are barely holding the peace tonight" murmured Nightpaw from her side, shifting her paws in excitement.

Their leader took a running leap, clawing her way up next to the other leaders. Morningstar nodded to her, moving over for the other she-cat. "Welcome." She mewed sarcastically.

Petalstar ignored her, stepping forward. "If every clan is here, I would like to start first." She wrapped her tail around her freezing paws. "Moonclan is proud to announce three new apprentices, Eaglepaw, Singepaw, and Greenpaw." Cats cheered, yowling for the new warriors-in-training. But Greenpaw noticed it was mostly Moonclan.

"Isnt it weird its only Moonclan?" whispered Greenpaw fervently to her brothers.

"Its fine!"

"No its not. When Nightpaw became an apprentice, every clan cheered."

Petalstar cleared her throat, glancing at them. "Besides that, all is well. Prey is running, Ambernose's herbs are healthy, and the clan is striving. That is all." The light brown leader sat back down, paws stretched out before her.

Toadstar strode forward, his muscles tense. He glared at Morningstar, hatred gleaming in his amber eyes. "My scouts were out two moons ago, when they were brutally attacked, by Silverclan warriors!" he spat out the last part, scowling at Morningstar, his dark brown and white pelt bristling.

Spitting and standing up to meet his accusing eyes, Morningstar got to her feet. "We did not! Where's your proof?" he hissed.

"Where's her proof? I'll show her proof!"

"Come down and see for yourself!"

"You're scum of a clan almost killed my mate!"

Petalstar stared in disbelief at the two leaders. Is this true?"

"Of course!" Toadstar slid out his claws, baring his sharp teeth. "There was no motive. They deserve punishment!" with a shriek, he lunged at Morningstar, sinking his teeth into her shoulder. With a gasp, she yowled, "Silverclan, attack!"

Suddenly, the nest erupted into a mass of furry fury. Tooth met claw as every cat in the clearing turned on their neighbor, hissing and spitting insults.

"Eaglepaw!" screamed Greenpaw as her brother was dragged away from her by a huge burly light grey tom from Flameclan. "Let him go!" she leapt onto his shoulders, ripping at his ears with thorn sharp little claws. He yowled in pain, releasing his grip on Eaglepaw. The little tom leapt next to his sister, sending the larger opponent skittering away. "Good move." He praised his sister before jumping into the mass of cat to find his mentor. Which left Greenpaw alone.

In fear, she stalked towards the outer edge of the nest, silently slipping away. There. The entrance to the nest was unblocked. Greenpaw made her escape, jumping around a pair of caterwauling warriors.

"Phew." She breathed to herself. The fresh cold air felt great on the apprentice's hot fur. Greenpaw padded underneath a large oak tree, silently pleading with Starclan to stop the chaos.

"Crazy in there, isn't it?" A tom, slightly older than herself, leapt down from a low-hanging branch, startling her. He was a handsome dark red tabby, with startling amber eyes. Greenpaw nodded, looking at him closer. "You're from Flameclan, right?"

"The same." He licked his chest self-consciously. "Im Emberstrike." He extended a paw, flicking her with his tail. "What's your name?"

The black apprentice eyed him, his eyes, his twitching tail. She could trust him. "Greenpaw, of Moonclan." She extended her paw in a similar manner. "Pleasure to not be ripping out your fur."

Emberstrike chuckled, a deep throaty chuckle. "The honor's all mine."

"So." Greenpaw circled the tom, asking, "What are you doing out here? Why aren't you in fighting?"

Emberstrike faced the pretty she cat. "Honestly? I'd rather not. Yes, Silverclan attacked us, but its no reason to fight during a truce. So I came out here for some peace. Look." He pointed with his tail. "Starclan is angry."

A large dark grey cloud had covered the moon, sending the earth into shady darkness. Greenpaw shivered, the cold and the dark combined. Emberstrike scooted next to her, his thick warm fur comforting. "So, Greenpaw." Emberstrike settled down, patting the ground next to him, which Greenpaw graciously accepted. "Why aren't you in there?"

They went on and on, talking late into the night. They talked of how they dislike Silverclan, and how they both suspected them. They talked of their families, their troubles, their pasts. Greenpaw at one point mentioned her leader, and how lately she'd been taking crazy actions against the other clans. Emberstrike bristled slightly, the hairs on the back of his neck raising.

"She wouldn't attack us, would she?" he asked.

"No. I don't think Petalstar has any quarrel with you. Its Sivlerclan." Greenpaw replied, hastily trying not to make it awkward.

"Good."

Soon, it was all over. Cat's limped out of the abandoned twoleg nest, the stench of blood coming with them.

"Moonclan, we're leaving!" spat Petalstar, limping on three legs.

"I guess that's my cue." Whispered Greenpaw, rising. "Well, see you next gathering."

As the apprentice was about to go, Emberstrike rose quickly to follow her retreating figure.

"Wait!" Greenpaw slowed, looking back.

"Meet me by the shore, at moonhigh tomarrow!" he quikly whispered before vanishing into the shadows, leaving Greenpaw's head reeling.

"Hey, Greenpaw!" Eaglepaw and Singepaw trotted up to her, showing off their new battle wounds. "You should have seen it! Singepaw was underneath this GIANT warrior, and he was about to rip out his throat, when I jumped at him, knocking him over! And then, Singepaw got up at gave him this giant scar that sent him wailing for his mother, oh, you should have seen us! Greenpaw, we- Greenpaw? Greenpaw!?" Her brother waved a paw in front of her face, getting her attention.

She snapped out of it, shaking her head. "Sorry, Eaglepaw. I just.."

"Fine, whatever." He went on, narrating every single detail of the battle as they walked home.

As they got into camp, all the others came rushing forwards.

"Oh no! What happened?!"

"Are you alright?"
"Greenpaw!" Softflower came rushing up to her kits, wariness in her eyes. "We're fine." Mumbled Singekit as their mother fervently licked them over, fretting.

The moon was just barely in the middle of the sky as Greenpaw silently crept out of camp.

"Im coming, Emberstrike."

Duh duh duh! So, deciding that I'd been an idiot and haven't given you guys chapters, I decided to make this one extra long. So, R&R!

Firestar: good, good. Remember-

Me: I know! I don't own anything! *wails*