AN: Next chappie! Again, ('cause I said this in my other ff) sorry for the wait! Writing homework is EVIL! But now, we can finally find out what happened at the Gathering!

Bloodpaw watched in anticipation and excitement as the Gathering began.

"MistClan is prospering," Silverstar yowled. She had a deep meow that carried well over the clearing. "Frostleaf has had three new kits-Leopardkit, Foxkit, and Harekit. We have plenty of prey, and our borders are well defended." She cast her gaze around the clearing, her eyes holding the warning she hadn't spoken aloud. Swiftstar replaced Silverstar's lingering silence with her own voice.

"CloudClan has plenty of prey and warriors, as well," the tawny brown she-cat meowed. "We found a fox on our territory, but we managed to chase it off." She flexed her claws. "It won't be bothering us again."

Thornstar stood to speak next, but Otterstar cut him off.

"LightningClan has a new queen," she meowed. "Two of the kits, Swiftstar, belong to CloudClan. You may come and collect them at your leisure."

Swiftstar nodded.

"There were five in the litter, so one is also your's, Thornstar." Otterstar's mew turned cold. "We will bring the kit to you once the other two have been taken to CloudClan."

Thornstar nodded. "Very well. HalfClan will be ready."

Otterstar nodded and leapt down from the boulder. The other two leaders who had already spoken followed. Thornstar lashed his tail in annoyance, but stood and jumped down a well.

"Why didn't he say anything?" Bloodpaw asked Brightwind. Her mentor's eyes shone with anger.

"They do this almost every gathering!" she hissed, fur bristling. "They think they're better than us because we're half-clan." She began muttering to herself.

Bloodpaw heard heavy pawsteps behind her, but before she could look around, a tom pushed past her.

"Excuse me-" he stopped when he saw her. His eyes seemed to fill with anger and resentment, and Bloodpaw tried to shrink away from him. With a growl, he stalked past her, tail lashing. Bloodpaw bristled slightly.

"Who's that?" she hissed softly. Brightwind's eyes were wide. She didn't seem to have heard Bloodpaw at first, but then she shook herself.

"He's from MistClan," she meowed. "He probably just caught your scent." She laid her tail across Bloodpaw's shoulders in a comforting gesture. "Come on. Our clan is leaving."

Bloodpaw obediently followed her clanmates back out of the clearing and back into HalfClan territory. She turned the events of the gathering over and over in her head; the new half-clan kit, the other leaders not allowing Thornstar to speak, and the MistClan tom's eyes when her saw her. Brightwind knew why that tom had looked at her that way, but she wasn't going to tell her. Bloodpaw would have to find out from someone else. Perhaps Amberfur, or Breezewhisker would tell her. Except… Mousedung! I don't know his name!

Later, curled up in her nest, Bloodpaw dreamed of the story of Spiderstar. But instead of hearing all his dark deeds in the safe confines of the nursery, she saw them. She wanted to close her eyes against the bloody sight-the battles, the murders, and finally, the death of Spiderstar himself - but she couldn't, and when she woke, trembling and gasping for breath, she had a deep sense that she had forgotten something very, very important.

AN: So, I know it's not as long as it could be, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway. Please review! I need a certain number of reviews before I update again, but I'm not going to tell you how many. Soooooo… review!