Hey everyone! I'm sooooo sorry that I lied! I finally decided to post an update on Eclipse, because I got an idea while writing Separate.

xXRandom NemesisXx - that would make the story very interesting, but sadly, no. She's not Cloudspots; Goldenspirit used him as a leverage to make Mistsong understand.

Stormikat - you'll find out later on, when the story finally gets better, or longer.

Wildwaters - lol sorry for not noticing! You were in Australia? Always wanted to go there, though you have to put up with all of the scorpions and all of that fun stuff...yeah. I like them, but not that much.

Darkness of the Eclipse - sorry for confusing you! I'm trying my best to keep on track with the story; it gets tough when you've taken a two month break...

Now on to the chapter!

Chapter 3

Mistsong stared at Goldenspirit in utter disbelief. She couldn't possibly be in that story! Goldenspirit tilted her head as she waited for Mistsong to reply.

But the pale silver she-cat didn't know how to. She could hear the soft murmuring of her Clanmates as her vision faded. It didn't take long for Goldenspirit to completely disappear. Mistsong was back in the camp before she knew it.

"About time you woke up." Mistsong nearly leaped out of her fur when she heard Finchwing mew behind her. His gaze was full of concern, but amusement too. "Ashstorm wanted to speak with you."

She blinked in surprise as he disappeared once again. Ashstorm wanted to visit her? What did the ThunderClan deputy want? Then a wave of horror crept through her. What if something had happened to Lightningstar, or one of Leopardheart's kits?

Mistsong clambered out of her nest, feeling exhausted after talking to Goldenspirit all night. It felt like she hadn't slept at all, and she wondered if it had to do with the forest Goldenspirit lived in. The dream was already beginning to disappear from her memory, and for once, Mistsong was glad.

She bounded across the clearing and quickly spotted Ashstorm, talking quietly to Lightningstar. The ThunderClan leader blinked, and Ashstorm padded away. Mistsong stared after him confused. Why did Finchwing call her over if Ashstorm was going to disappear.

"You slept in," Lightningstar meowed as she scanned Mistsong's appearance. Mistsong could see the surprise in her yellow eyes.

"Sorry," Mistsong murmured, shuffling her paws against the ground. "I was having a bad dream."

"It seems to be happening more often..." Lightningstar trailed off and stared into the gorse tunnel. Mistsong stared at her in alarm. Lightningstar didn't normally speak like that unless something was terribly wrong with her. "I know you are more then ready for an apprentice. Leopardheart's kits are also ready to become apprentices, and so, I am assigning one to you."

Mistsong's jaw hung open in shock. She was getting an apprentice? She couldn't help but shiver with excitement and nervousness. Leopardheart's kits had reached their sixth moon, which meant that the Clan would finally have more apprentices.

"I will hold their ceremony tomorrow," Lightningstar continued. "For now, I would like you to patrol with Speckledface and Lightsnow."

A groan nearly escaped from Mistsong's throat. The last thing she wanted was to patrol with Speckledface. The cream-furred warrior had become more and more distant with the Clan. And with each passing day, Mistsong began to suspect that Speckledface was plotting with WindClan to overthrow Lightningstar.

The two cats were waiting for Mistsong in front of the gorse tunnel. Speckledface's muzzle was twisted in a content sneer, as if she was pleased that Mistsong was unhappy. Lightsnow ignored the two silently fighting she-cats and began to lead the way forward.

Mistsong followed. She felt her pelt prickle with unease as the patrol moved forward silently. She knew Lightsnow wanted her to get along with Speckledface. But Lightsnow didn't understand her lingering suspicions about the cream-colored warrior. He brushed his tail across her shoulder, as if to reassure her that it would be okay. Mistsong knew it wouldn't be until she knew about Speckledface.

They were nearing the border to WindClan when she heard a familiar snarl. A pure white tom was standing near the edge of Fourtrees, his tail kinked up high. His pale blue eyes were searching the ThunderClan patrol, as if waiting for something. She couldn't help but slant her eyes towards Speckledface. The senior warrior exchanged a sly look with the pure white tom.

"Typical ThunderClan," he sneered, curling his lips, "Always crossing the border."

"We weren't doing anything of the sort," Lightsnow spat.

"You were about to," meowed a long-legged black tom. Mistsong knew he was an aggressive warrior. She remembered seeing him from the time she had seen WindClan at a Gathering.

"Actually, it looks as though you were about to cross the border," Speckledface called back.

Highjump's eyes narrowed as he glared at the warrior. It looked like he was ready to attack, but he was stopped by the pure white tom.

"It's not worth it," he growled.

The two WindClan toms turned and padded away. Mistsong glanced at Speckledface. There seemed to be disappointment in her eyes. Mistsong suddenly wondered if she was disappointed that there wasn't a fight.

Sorry for the lame ending, but I am glad I finally updated. Once again, I'm sorry for not updating!