Rosepaw's POV

I woke up feeling as if I had just been force fed kittypet food. In other words, not good. I saw everyone at Highrock. I stumbled out of the den.

"Glad you could join us, Rosepaw." Firestar greeted me and I ducked my head in shame.

I could see Icepaw looking lovingly at Lionblaze who returned the look. Icepaw had always been friends with Flamepaw and she was worried about him changing.

Icepaw was sitting with Firestar in all her white-haired, blue-eyed glory. My uncle Foxpaw was next to her, his orange coat and dark amber eyes sparkling with the sun.

"As I was saying, these warriors are now named… Icecloud and Foxleap."

"Icecloud! Foxleap!" We shouted. My uncle and aunt looked proudly down at us all.

Blackpaw's POV

I flicked my tail impatiently, waiting at Leopardstar's den. I walked in.

"Ah, now, everyone but you, knows this news, so I decided I'd give you a private audience. Your warrior names will be given to you at the Gathering. May Starclan be with you when I do."

I was happy but very worried. The next Gathering would be hard. How would me and Rosepaw be able to hide our affections for one another?

And I had a feeling my mother would tell Spiderleg about our relationship…

Rosepaw's POV

I sat with a Riverclan apprentice called Minnowpaw. She seemed to know a lot about Blackpaw.

"He's very good-looking, he's polite and he has a sense of humor. That gray she-cat over there is his sister, Foggypaw." Minnowpaw was black and white, with dark amber eyes. She seemed to know a lot about everyone. Her mother was Dawnflower.

Leopardstar silenced us with a loud 'MEOW'.

"Tonight, I have to introduce two new warriors into our midst's, Foggyfoot." A beautiful gray cat with dark blue eyes stood up. "And Blackwhisker." Blackwhisker stood up, looking proud of his new title.

"We also have to introduce new warriors, Icecloud." Icecloud stood up, beaming at us. "And Foxleap." Foxleap stood up and looked smug. I stifled a giggle.

"There are two other warriors as well. Ivypetal." Ivypetal looked surprised when her name was called out. "And Roseheart." I beamed and squeaked like a mouse. I was so happy!

"Firestar, we have news as well. This is Tigerheart." Everyone gazed at the small warrior, who was Tigerclaw's grandson, but he seemed like a good cat. Like his uncle, Brambleclaw.

"Tigerheart!" I was the first to shout out his name. Then everyone else followed.

I saw Blackwhisker approach me.

"Hey, you! So, you're Blackwhisker now?" I asked.

"That's right, Roseheart. It looks like Windclan doesn't have any new warriors. What do you think of Tigerheart?" He asked.

"Well, if he carries on being like his uncle, then I think he'll find a good friend in me." I said, giving Blackwhisker a quick lick. He returned the gesture.

"My mother knows." I heard Blackwhisker whisper. I walked up to Mistyfoot.

"Congratulations! You must be very proud." I greeted her.

"Yes, I am. Is that Blackwhisker I saw you speaking to?" She asked cautiously.

"Yes. He is charming." I gave her look that meant; 'I know what you know'. She purred in response and went to find someone. Probably Spiderleg or Firestar.

I heard Spiderleg growl at Mistyfoot. Apparently, they weren't the best of friends. Mistyfoot seemed to remain calm. She meowed something to him and Spiderleg walked up to Firestar. Firestar twitched. The moon was coming to an end, signifying the Gathering had ended.

As we walked back, Toadpaw looked at me in a pitying way.

"Shame, isn't it? You fall for someone in a different clan from you."

I shot a glare at Ivypetal, who have a devilish grin.

"Yes. Do you have any idea what Mistyfoot tolf Father?" I asked him.

"No idea." He shifted away from me and Spiderleg approached.

"So, why were you talking to Mistyfoot?" He asked.

"I wanted to congratulate her on her son's acceptance to be a warrior. Why did she talk to you?" I asked him.

"To do the same, silly." He nudged me playfully.

"Why don't you like her?" I asked.

"Well… as you know, at your birth, Mistyfoot was there. None of the Clan was happy about it but Firestar has a soft spot for her. So I watched her. She gave you that star and then she went into the Queen's den and I followed her. Well… let's just say that Whitecloud didn't always have just two kits." Spiderleg looked down grimly. I gasped.

"You mean…" I asked.

"Yes, she killed a little brown furred, amber eyed kit. The next day, we noticed he had gone missing. Rabbitkit. No one believed me. I hadn't seen it, but I heard Mistyfoot gasp and then leave, looking unhappy. I hope she felt guilty, as well." I could hardly believe it…

This was certainly news…

Duh duh duh! I had to make someone bad! Now review or I'll eat your stash of chocolate!!

The Victorious Elf xxx