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Yeah, I thought LeopardxWhite would be better but I just randomly picked. Hehe.

Mintytooth : Redfoot plushie is yours!!! I love Redfoot too… But who knows what would happen to him

Oh and sorry. Last Chapter was 1 not 2.. I made a mistake. This chapter is 2!

Chapter 2. New Beginnings

"Flamestar!" Whiteclaw growled fiercely as he leapt up and ran to his den.

He burst in through the ferns, as he saw Flamestar lying on the ground, with a crimson red bloodstain on his ginger tabby fur. He lay unmoving, only his whiskers quivering. Whiteclaw frantically looked around for the cat who did this. He yowled in pain as a cat grabbed his back, clinging on to his back. The cat dug its sharp claws into his back. Whiteclaw growled as he rolled on to the back, flinging the cat off his back. A Streamclan tom? No, it can't be… He sniffed as he scented a unfamiliar scent. A Rogue?

The cat was a thin, dusty, brown tom with vicious sharp fangs.

"Who are you?!" Whiteclaw spat.

The cat ignored Whiteclaw immediately and jumped after him. The tom stepped aside as he went on top of the rogue, scratching his claws on his open flank. The rogue screeched in pain as he dashed away.

"White-Whiteclaw?"

Whiteclaw's ears pricked as he dashed over to Flamestar's side. "Flamestar. Are you okay?"

The large leader struggled to get up as he nodded. "I'm on my third life now. Times have been hard for this forest Whiteclaw. But I believe you will change that."

Whiteclaw looked at his leader in confusion. "What do you mean?" he murmured.

Before Flamestar could answer, Whiteclaw heard his name being called. "I'm sorry Flamestar," he mewed as he excused himself. Who had called his name?

Soon, he saw a group of apprentices jumbled up into a corner with Redfoot guarding them. Five full-grown rogues circled them, hissing. Whiteclaw strained as he realized which apprentices were there – Largepaw, Vixenpaw, Birdpaw and… Goldenpaw! Redfoot couldn't take them all at once. Whiteclaw ran across the clearing, avoiding the other cats, and noticed how Redfoot's flank was covered in blood and he was panting heavily. It was obvious he already took them all on.

"Redfoot!" Whiteclaw called as he jumped on one of the largest rogues.

Goldenpaw tensed as she nodded with the other apprentices.

"Lets go!" Vixenpaw cried as the apprentices went over into the fierce battle.

Whiteclaw panted heavily as he saw a few rogues and Streamclan toms back out into the forest.

"They're retreating!" Hawktalon announced loudly.

Indeed they were. The clearing became more and more empty as the cats began going back to where they came from. Whiteclaw bristled as he saw Dragonwing still standing in the camp. What's he doing here? Whiteclaw narrowed his eyes as he snorted in annoyance. Dragonwing was a traitor! He was… right?

Whiteclaw gritted his teeth as he saw Flamestar go on to the Great Stump. He never saw Flamestar look like that before. His coat was unkept, and his eyes weary and tried. Redfoot went up beside Flamestar as they whispered to each other.

"Flamestar has an announcement," Redfoot roared.

Silence reigned as the cat gather around the stump, all bleeding and injured.

"Cats of Iceclan. We have just been raided by rogues..," Flamestar began.

"And Streamclan!" Minnowflower added.

Flamestar nodded. "And Streamclan. We do not know why but we will find out. I would like to know if they're any serious injuries."

All eyes went on to a small silver tabby she-cat – Rainshine, the medicine cat. Rainshine padded closer as she faced the crowd.

"No serious injuries Flamestar. Redfoot has a slightly deep wound on his shoulder, and Windyleaf broke a nail, but that is all," she announced.

Flamestar nodded approvingly as he flicked his tail at Redfoot. The muscular deputy began walking over to Rainshine and indeed, his shoulder was bleeding.

"Another announcement. I have lost another life at this battle but I am still strong enough to serve our clan," Flamestar stated.

Murmurs arose in great concern. Whiteclaw looked around and saw Dragonwing lurking in the background with ambition burning in his eyes. Whiteclaw growled slightly in concern.

"But on a more happy note, I think two of our older apprentices should become warriors!" Flamestar loudly spoke as the murmurs faded. "These two apprentices had shown great courage at this battle! Fangpaw and Birdpaw, please step forward."

The two apprentices showed great surprise as their whiskers quivered in excitement. Whiteclaw gazed up at the apprentices and noticed how Fangpaw was Dragonwing's apprentice…

"Fangpaw. You have shown great courage and ferocity in battles. You are a valued member in our clan and it is time you became a warrior. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code in the name of Starclan?" Flamestar's voice rang.

Fangpaw boldly stared up at Flamestar. "I do."

"Then by the power of Starclan and the approval, from this day forth, you shall be known as Fangshadow." Flamestar looked down at the apprentice as he licked his shoulder in return.

The great leader did the same with Birdpaw and he became known as Birdfall.

"Fangshadow! Birdfall! Fangshadow! Birdfall!"

Whiteclaw cheered for the new warriors but kept a close eye on Dragonwing, the black tom. Dragonwing's violet eyes were anxious as if he was nervous.

"I have to tell Flamestar…," Whiteclaw murmured to himself.

"Tell Flamestar what?" a voice questioned.

Whiteclaw jumped as he saw the young Goldenpaw looking at him with wide, red eyes.

"So…?"

"Oh it's nothing really," Whiteclaw lied.

Goldenpaw huffed as she replied, "We're friends Whiteclaw. You can tell me!"

Whiteclaw shuffled his paws on the ground as he tried not to catch Goldenpaw's eyes.

"Goldenpaw! Don't talk to that rogue," Hawktalon growled loudly.

Whiteclaw bristled as he swung backward so he didn't have to look at the tom. He hated the fact Hawktalon kept questioning his loyalty to Iceclan. It made him feel… insecure and full of doubt.

"Running like a scared kittypet!" he taunted.

Whiteclaw let out a furious growl of rage.

"Stop it Hawktalon!" a voice meowed.

Whiteclaw smiled on the inside as he knew that Goldenpaw was defending him.

"Whiteclaw has proven his loyalty so much. You have no reason to question him," Goldenpaw said boldly, bristling against the much larger warrior. Hawktalon glared at her in annoyance as he reluctantly walked away.

"Whiteclaw, you're poisoning a young cats' mind," he murmured to himself as he stalked away.

Goldenpaw ran up to Whiteclaw as she was surprised to see him waiting for her. She felt him touch his nose to hers. Goldenpaw smiled warmly.

"Thanks Goldenpaw for being a great friend," he mewed.

Whiteclaw looked around him, as he felt excited shivers run up his spine. His first Gathering as an Iceclan warrior! He felt like he was a Riverclan apprentice, ready for his first Gathering.

"Excited?" Oceanstorm asked.

Whiteclaw looked at the smoky grey she-cat as he nodded. "Yeah."

"Don't tell the other clans too much."

"I know! I'm not a kit," Whiteclaw replied sharply.

Oceanstorm nodded. "And this Gathering is going to be an interesting one since Streamclan and rogues attacked us a few weeks ago."

Whiteclaw took a deep breath as he stepped into a huge clearing, where he saw a giant rock in the front with a large tree beside it. He supposed that the rock was where the leaders stood and the tree was where the deputies stood. He scented all different kinds of cats and recognized the smell of Streamclan, Moonclan and Nightclan.

"Well I'm going to lurk around," Oceanstorm meowed as she padded away on Whiteclaw's reluctance.

Whiteclaw certainly didn't want to stay in a huge crowd, alone. What was he going to do? It was like the first time he went to the Gathering in the old forest. Where he lurked around and listened to stories… But this place was so unfamiliar!

"Hello," a soft voice mewed.

Whiteclaw turned as his eyes liked on to the orbs of another. This she-cat had very beautiful amber eyes which had a hint of hazel in them. Her coat was a soft, pale ginger shade and her figure was small.

"He-Hello," he replied.

The she-cat giggled at his hesitance. "I don't bite," she teased.

Whiteclaw's mood lightened. "I know. I'm Whiteclaw of Iceclan," he announced proudly, as he lifted his head and tail high.

The she-cat dipped her head slightly in respect as she looked up at his gaze.

"I'm Rosepetal of Streamclan."

End.

So who do you think Rosepetal is?

Sorry for the boring chapter. It wasn't very interesting. I promise it'll get better next time! I'm trying to identify Whiteclaw's character better. I always imagined him as the short tempered one who is sometimes really bossy and proud. How do you like the names Fangshadow and Birdfall? I sort of made them up on the spot. Please help me think of names for Vixenpaw, Goldenpaw and Largepaw!

Review please!

-Goldensun