A/N: Alrighty there! I received LOADS of reviews so first of all, I would like to thank Amberstorm233, Snowsong of SnowClan, and all others who've read and reviewed. If you've read, then leave a review so I know who's reading! I love to read your reviews 030

Also, Snowsong of SnowClan *lights shine on Snowsong* pointed out something really interesting! Did anyone else notice Cinderpaw and Smokekit's names are BOTH related to fire? I totally did not mean for that to happen! It was a true coincidence… *makes persuading eyes*

Sooo, enough said. On with the chapter!

Chapter XIV

Cinderpaw twined her tail around her paws nervously. Cats were beginning to fill the island they held the Gatherings on. Shadowpaw sat next to her, equally excited. "It's too bad Brindlepaw couldn't come." Shadowpaw meowed, looking around the island.

"Mm," Cinderpaw murmured distractedly. Just then, two apprentices - from what Clan she wasn't sure - bounded over.

"Hey there, I'm Starlingpaw, from DawnClan!" The tortoiseshell and cream one introduced. "And I'm Rainpaw." The smaller gray one added, grinning. "We're Shadowpaw and Cinderpaw from DuskClan." Shadowpaw meowed, bouncing up and down.

Cinderpaw nodded graciously at the older apprentices, then went back to watching the Gathering take place.

"What's up with her?" Rainpaw flicked her head in the direction of Cinderpaw. "She's my sister." Shadowpaw said, a glimmer of anger in his eyes.

"The Gathering has started!" Yowled an impressive, unfamiliar voice. A cream she-cat with white and silver patches stood on the rock, head tilted skywards. "That's Brightstar, the leader of LakeClan." Starlingpaw whispered loudly.

Bumbleberry turned her head back to shush the apprentices, but seeing as they were only sharing a bit of useful information, she smiled and watched Brightstar. "As usual, we will start with DuskClan." Rosestar took Brightstar's place as she stepped back.

"DuskClan has been very well. We have made two of our apprentices warriors; though they are not here, Feathersky and Petalflight are noble cats and they will serve our Clan well. We made four kits apprentices and they are Cinderpaw, Shadowpaw, Brindlepaw and Bramblepaw."

The three cats stood wide-eyed as the six Clans cheered for them. "Cinderpaw! Shadowpaw! Brindlepaw! Bramblepaw! Feathersky! Petalflight!" Cinderpaw felt content, like she had just eaten a nice yummy shrew.

"DawnClan has been doing well too." A black tom stepped forward. "Our prey has been plentiful and we have taken in a wounded elder, Quentin. We also have two new warriors, Amberstorm and Foxfur." The two siblings stood up as the Clans applauded them and cheered their names.

"EmberClan is well. Sandflower has given birth to two kits and as we speak our two apprentices Greenpaw and Ivypaw are having their assessments." The EmberClan report was shorter than the others, though it was equally informative. Brightstar stepped forward into the light of the moon again.

"LakeClan has been doing fine for the last moon. We chased off a fox, and our warrior Palefoot has been injured. Poolpelt is expecting kits, and our warrior apprentice Pikepaw is close to his assessment day."

A fox? That was the first Cinderpaw had ever heard of a fox invasion. "We have badly wounded the fox, so there is no worry of it coming onto anyone's territory." Brightstar added kindly, interpreting the anxious looks of the crowd.

At the end of the Gathering, Cinderpaw was tired, but pleased that she'd gotten to hear the Clans' reports. Everything is perfectly fine in the Clans… What's that story Mother told me about the Old Clans? They were fighting, right? Well there's no chance of anything bad like that happening to us. Cinderpaw thought, smiling.

Or is there? You have to save the Clans… A small voice warned in the back of her mind.