The seasons passed slowly to Whitefrost who spent whatever free time she had patrolling the DuskClan border. The battle with the DawnClan cats was fresh in her mind and she replayed it over and over again.

On a particularly starry night, she was laying out by the border when pawsteps came up from behind her. "Whitefrost?" Twigclaw mewed.

"Yeah?" Whitefrost replied. She drew herself up and licked a paw casually.

"Why are you always out here? Doesn't it get lonely?" Twigclaw asked, sitting beside her. She shrugged.

"I suppose. But... I have a feeling that Leaf-fall will try something, and I just don't want to let him. And, I get to think."

"About what?" Twigclaw asked, looking genuinely concerned.

"I don't know, really. Just about life, and about the battles, and everything," Whitefrost said, looking at the scars on her side. She pulled her tail closer to her and tried to cover them

"Yeah, that's what I figured. Stonestar's looking for you, you know," Twigclaw said, his voice overly cheerfull to cover up the disappointment.

"Oh, okay," Whitefrost said. She stretched and began padding back to the camp. Twigclaw followed, keeping pace with her. He pressed up close to Whitefrost and she didn't push him away. In truth, she enjoyed the company.

They reached the camp and nodded to Stormflight and Windsong. Whitefrost bounded up to Stonestar's den, calling out a greeting. "Come in, Whitefrost," Stonestar mewed.

"You wanted to speak to me?" Whitefrost asked, bowing her head respectfully but keeping her gaze steady.

"I know what you have been doing, what you have been thinking. You want to protect MoonClan from Leaf-fall and his plans, and your mind has been with DawnClan. The battle felt right, didn't it?" Stonestar gazed at her apprentice with a knowledge Whitefrost could not understand.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Whitefrost muttered.

"Yes, you do. Whitefrost, if your heart belongs with DawnClan, then go. I lived there for a time, thinking that I belonged there. But I was wrong. SkyClan guided me back to my home, MoonClan. If they guide you to DawnClan, then go. We will always remember you if you do."

Whitefrost backed out of the den, horrified at her leader, "You're wrong. I belong to MoonClan. You're wrong."

Stonestar stood above her Clan, having just called out the names of those to go to the Gathering. She leaped down and bounded out of the cave, her clan following behind. Whitefrost was caught up in the mix of the cats, Twigclaw on her right. Her mother was on her left and watched Whitefrost with a sad realization.

At the edge of the waterfall cliffs, Stonestar paused, watching the clearing warily. She stepped out into the open, her clan fanning out behind her. They entered the clearing as one.

Most cats went and mingled with friends from other clans but Whitefrost stayed near to Stormflight, Twigclaw, and Windsong. A few DawnClan cats approached her, though, one she recognized as being the medicine cat, Tallgrass.

"We thank you for your help, Whitefrost," he muttered before turning and joining the leaders on the cliff overlooking the clearing. Tallgrass spoke first.

"In the recent battle with DuskClan, we lost Clawedstar and our deputy, Bramblemask," he said, voice shaking a bit. Worried murmurs broke out through all the clans and Stonestar gave a yowl. Everyone became quiet. Tallgrass continued, "SkyClan has sent me a message to be shared in the hopes that we find a new leader. The cat with heart so pure and fur like Snow, who battles in the Dawn against the Dusk shall lead."

More startled murmurs broke out and all the cats of MoonClan and DawnClan turned to Whitefrost. She stared openly at Tallgrass, eyes wide and scared. Her gaze shifted to Stonestar who nodded sadly. Suddenly, Whitefrost understood her conversation better. She caught Tallgrass' gaze and shifted her eyes for a moment. Then, she nodded.

The Gathering passed quickly after that, and Whitefrost barely heard anything the other leaders said. When it ended, she said goodbye to Twigclaw and Stripedthoughts.

"Goodbye, Whitefrost, and good luck," Stripedthoughts mewed, and Whitefrost went and joined the DawnClanners.

One moon later, Whitestar watched her clan as the mingled with the others. She knew that DawnClan was her clan, and nothing could ever change that. She watched the other leaders curiously.

Stonestar was talking amiably with the leader from SunClan. Whitestar herself had been rather surprised to find Leaf-fall had become Leafstar, and stayed far away from him. Her mate, Redstripe, was smiling up at her from the clearing. Everything had gone well, so far, and Whitefrost hoped it would stay that way.

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Whitestar watched in horror as the DawnClan cats were overpowered by DuskClan cats. She spotted a tawny pelt and lunged for him. "Leafstar! I warned you to stay away. I was unable to kill you when I was a warrior, and maybe I'll kill you now!"

"You are too weak to kill me, fool," Leafstar hissed, lunging for Whitestar. She snarled angrily and dodged his attack, heading straight for his throat. Leafstar choked as his blood stained the ground. Whitestar watched as his life drained away.

"You are not my brother," she said. The DuskClan cats realized their leader was dead and ran off into the distance.

"I love you, Whitestar," Redstripe mewed. He licked the heads of his two kits, one a pale red she-kit, the other a gray she-kit.

"I love you, too, Redstripe," Whitefrost mewed, smiling down at her family. She began purring, knowing that everything was alright, but even if it didn't stay that way, life would go on. Life always went on.

Originally, I was planning to have this book go on for a few more chapters, but I just couldn't seem to drag it out any more. Just so y'all know, I'm leaving the warriors fandom. If you want to read some of my other stuff, go to .com/u/660809/StOnEsOnG and you'll find my other stuff. I am sorry, though, for the long update. I have had a five month long writer's block, and don't think I'm lying, cause I'm not. I swear. So thus the end, and thanks all for reviewing.