Sorry guys, I would have updated sooner, except I was busy writing out the plotline for this story. Let me tell you, it's going to be awesome, and longer then the first!

Loststream - you're right! But I post the intro stories on my profile so that I'm not so confused when they're posted

SymphoniaFreak - you didn't read the first book did you? If you'd read that, then you would understand where Duststar came from

Darkness of the Eclipse - oh, you'll find out how evil they are soon, trust me

XxRandom NemesisxX - thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it!

stormikat - you'll have to keep reading to find out^^

Wildwaters - I've read your story, and I must say I'm impressed. Sorry I haven't been able to review though, I've been busy with this and a bunch of other stories

Starwhisker Spiritclaw - a new reviewer! Awe thanks, but my writing isn't THAT great. I suppose I just look at other people's writing styles and all of that, before I begin writing^^"

Okay, I wrote this up there so that I could chat with my reviewers, so you can post things other then the story was great or something like that, it would make my day :D

Chapter 1

Mistsong shifted from paw to paw, as frost covered her whiskers. Newleaf had arrived, but the air was still cool during the night. Dew gathered on the grass around her, which only made things worse. Her pelt was beginning to thicken from the moisture that covered it.

She reflected back on the day she became an apprentice, to ease her wandering mind. It was on a day like this, only it had been sunhigh. Lightningstar had announced her name, along with her brother, Eclipse. Sadly though, Eclipse had become evil during the course of his first six moons, due to the constant jeering his Clanmates gave him. Mistsong, however, was different.

Not only did she surpass all expectations, but she learned how to master her powers as well. She could now vanish without a trace, and stalk every cat she knew. Of course, she would only use her power in her most dire need. She had used her powers to discover the Light One's weakness. And their weakness was their stupidity.

They knew nothing about real fighting, or how to defend each other. They cared only about themselves, which made them weak. Mistsong had seen that the rogues would constantly stretch their claws across the gravel of the Thunderpath, which led them into making them longer and sharper.

Predawn sunlight poured through the trees as the first cat was roused from their sleep. It was Lightningstar, and she padded right over to Mistsong.

"Your vigil is over," meowed the ThunderClan leader. "You may rest now."

Mistsong breathed a sigh of relief and shook the water from her pelt. Lightningstar leaped to the side, amusement gleamed in her eyes.

"Good, I thought I was going to become an icicle," Mistsong purred.

Lightningstar flicked her tail over Mistsong's ear before heading for the fresh-kill pile. For a moment, Mistsong was confused. She was about to go to her old den, when she realized that she was now a warrior. She would sleep in the warriors' den tonight.

Flattening her ears in embarrassment, Mistsong padded over. Lightsnow and Finchwing were sleeping near the entrance, as was tradition. Newer warriors always slept towards the coldest part of the den, while the senior warriors were surrounded by warm pelts.

Lightsnow opened his eyes and flicked his tail towards an empty nest. "You can take Cinderfoot's nest," he whispered.

She nodded and crept over bodies, careful not to step on any sleeping cat. When she reached Cinderfoot's nest, she saw that it was lined with feathers and dry moss. It had become brittle from lack of use, and she knew why.

Cinderfoot had moved to the nursery during the last couple of moons, and was now expecting Lightsnow's kits. Though Mistsong was pleased with the prospect of more kits, she was slightly jealous. She had once had feelings for Lightsnow. But that all changed after she met Duskpaw.

She sighed as she thought of the ginger tom, whose pelt was as bright as fire. Duskpaw had stolen her heart the moment they met. She wasn't sure how it happened, but there was something about him that made her head swim through clouds.

Mistsong curled in her nest when she was comfortable enough. Her eyes closed, and she was finally asleep.

*****

"Mistsong, wake up!" A voice pounded within Mistsong's ears. They perked forward, but she made no movement. Suddenly, a paw jabbed at her side, making her jump to her paws.

Lightsnow had woken her up. His blue eyes were full of worry as he watched her.

She jerked from her nest and started licking at her chest fur in mild embarrassment. Her first day as a warrior and she already ruined it by sleeping in!

It was well passed sunhigh. Ashstorm was pacing around the clearing, organizing patrols. Leopardheart's kits stumbled out of the nursery, mewling with excitement and happiness as they chased around a butterfly.

"Well, I was wondering when you would wake," Speckledface growled.

Mistsong stared at the senior warrior. Speckledface was one of the few cats who opposed her in becoming a warrior. She had once even sneered at Mistsong's name. Somehow, Mistsong felt as though she couldn't trust this cat.

"Mistsong!" Ashstorm greeted her with a dip of his head. Speckledface hissed in annoyance and stalked away, leaving the confused deputy to look at her. "What's gotten into her fur?" he asked, amused.

"I'm sorry I slept in," Mistsong mewed, ignoring his statement.

Ashstorm purred and flicked his tail tip. "Don't worry about it," he replied. "All first time warriors tend to sleep in. Anyways, I was wondering if you could join the evening patrol, we're short one cat, now that Cinderfoot and Chillgaze are in the nursery."

Mistsong nodded. She could make up for sleeping in by going on this patrol. Ashstorm looked pleased with her response and padded over to the fresh-kill pile, where Finchwing and Berrytail were crouched.

She gazed around and saw that several other warriors were pacing as well. With a shake of her pelt, Mistsong padded over to Snowstorm and Swiftclaw, who were discussing who the better hunter was.

"I caught a sparrow and a rabbit," Swiftclaw boasted.

"Well, I caught a blackbird," Snowstorm retorted. Swiftclaw flattened his ears and was about to bat his brother's ears when he noticed that Mistsong was watching. "Hey Mistsong, glad to see you're awake," Snowstorm meowed.

Mistsong purred and wrapped her tail around her paws. Swiftclaw had once taunted her constantly, but his harsh words stopped when he realized that Mistsong didn't need them. And Cinderfoot had given him a harsh rebuking after he had done so.

"Are you on the evening patrol?" she asked.

"No, Speckledface, Jaggedfur and Hawkpaw are," Swiftclaw replied.

A frown creased Mistsong's face. She didn't like the idea of going with Speckledface. The she-cat had begun to grow cold towards Mistsong, and she had the feeling that Speckledface was jealous of the affection Mistsong was receiving.

As they finished speaking, a yowl came from Jaggedfur. He was standing beside his apprentice, and Mistsong's friend, Hawkpaw. The light brown she-cat looked faintly embarrassed when all cats looked at her, but then they returned to their leisurely meals. Mistsong padded over to Jaggedfur, who greeted her with a gruff nod of his head. Hawkpaw however, gave the new warrior an affectionate lick before they began to wait for Speckledface.

When the speckled brown she-cat joined them, the patrol left. The forest was eerily silent as night crept in. Mistsong felt as though eyes were peering at her through the darkness, and shook her pelt, knowing the idea was ridiculous.

Suddenly Jaggedfur skidded to a halt. His jaws opened and he tasted the air. Mistsong did the same thing, and her fur stood on end.

A sharp, spring-grass scent filled the air. Mistsong exchanged a glance with Jaggedfur, and the two cats crept forward.

There, sitting in the bramble bush where she had been attacked by Eclipse, was a tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes. Though Mistsong didn't recognize her, she recognized her scent. It was a WindClan cat, and she had the scent of milk hanging about her.

Well, the ending was...it sucked. But I'm trying to improve my writing by making the chapters even longer, which is why I wrote out the plotline. So hopefully, the storie's pace will pick up. Anyways, please review!