Thanks for the reviews guys! This chapter was originally going to be the last one, but I didn't want to rush through to quick. So hear you go. We're back to Frozenpaw. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.

Frozenpaw watched as Flickerstar climbed the Highrock. It was a full moon that night, and time for another Gathering. The finder leader stood, his back to the sun, so through his black silhouette, amber eyes blazed.

"Hailblaze," she said to her mentor, who was relaxing beside her. "Are we going to the Gathering tonight?"

"I'm not sure," he admitted. He looked curiously up at Flickerstar.

"As you all know, the time has come for another Gathering. Beetletooth, Talonfoot, Whitefur, Stormshade, Wolfleap, Leafpelt, Graydawn, Oakshade, Lionpaw, Stoneclaw, Icyclaws, Branchtail and Mousewhisper are going." He paused. "And of course the medicine cats. We better head out now, before the night grows short." With his last few words, he hopped off the Highrock and began leading ThunderClan off.

Frozenpaw jumped up with Hailblaze and bounded forward after them. She was thrilled to be going, especially since it was so boring at camp. The most entertaining thing to do was to watch grass grow.

"Aww," whined Mumblekit as Frozenpaw passed the nursery. "Mama, why can't we go to the Gatherings?"

Dusksky smiled. "Because you have to be apprentices before you can. When you're six moons, then you'll get to go along with the Clan."

Frozenpaw noticed Lionpaw look over his shoulder. She narrowed her eyes when an alarmed expression traveled over his gaze.

Lionpaw had been acting strange lately. Since about a half moon ago, he seemed so out of place, and more hostile than usual. It started at around dawn when Oakshade led him into camp. He was trying not to limp, but the agony on his face unmasked what he was really thinking. She was about to ask him about it, but he snapped at her and continued walking.

That wasn't the only time. When someone even mentioned a medicine cat, his face would twist in disgust. Frozenpaw and Hailblaze were heading out into the territory to collect some tansy a few days later, and they passed him sharing a mouse with his mentor. He had stopped his eating and growled just loud enough for Frozenpaw to hear.

She knew that Oakshade was bad-mouthing about them, but she never thought that he would actually turn against her and Hailblaze. He treated them like they were rogues or from a whole new Clan. She didn't want to believe she had lost him completely to the side of her life she wanted more of.

Now as Frozenpaw thought about, climbing the ravine, it led her to her memory of Oakshade leaving the squirrel in ShadowClan territory. She had not said anything about it, nor had Oakshade, but now they were going to a Gathering. Should she tell Hailblaze?

"Hey, keep up," Hailblaze called, and Frozenpaw realized she had fallen behind. She ran up beside him. She bumped slightly into Stoneclaw, and the gray tom snarled at her. Hailblaze glared intensely at him, until he looked away.

Frozenpaw stared at Stoneclaw, as he ran forward. She noticed how uneasy his steps were. She then looked at Hailblaze. He was a good cat, he knew what was right, when it was right. Telling him would be the best thing to do.

"Uh," she began. "I think-"

She was cut off when she stepped over a sharp twig. "Fox dung," she hissed.

Hailblaze smiled in amusement. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," she grunted. "But what I wanted to say-"

"It'll have to wait," Hailblaze said. "We're here."

Frozenpaw looked up. Fourtrees was in close view. She sighed and padded forward, following the rest if the Clan into the clearing. They were the second Clan there, after RiverClan. Yellowstar sat on the Great Rock expectantly and dipped her head at Flickerstar as he jumped on the rock.

WindClan came soon after ThunderClan filed into the clearing. Runningstar leapt onto the Great Rock, but Frozenpaw noticed that he was slow. He must be getting older.

Many moments passed, and it seemed like ages before anyone said something. It was a RiverClan cat that spoke up. "Where is ShadowClan? It isn't like Breezestar to be late."

Many cats murmured in agreement. Runningstar flicked his tail. "That doesn't matter. We should just begin. It is almost moonhigh already. If ShadowClan didn't want to come it's their problem."

Yellowstar nodded. "Very well," she meowed. "RiverClan-"

"Hold it," a voice snarled. Everyone turned to a bush across from the Great Rock. Breezestar emerged from the leaves, followed by the cats of his Clan. "I hope you weren't planning on starting without us, Yellowstar."

"Maybe I wouldn't have if you were on time," she replied curtly.

Breezestar grinned in half-amusement, half suspicsion. "Our Clan had something to discuss before we could come. I apologize for taking so long with that. But it was an...important matter." He jumped on the Highrock.

Frozenpaw looked over him. He was acting strange, and she began to wonder if it had anything to do with Oakshade.

"You may continue, Yellowstar," Flickerstar said, casting a sideways glance at Breezestar.

"RiverClan is doing well. We are preparing for the season of leaf-fall coming soon, so we have stocked up fish prey. Training is going perfectly for all our apprentices, and a new kit was born." She yawned. "That would be all. Runningstar?"

The tabby tom dipped his head. "Thanks for that report. WindClan is also thriving. Though we have no new apprentices or warriors, the Clan is healthy. Unfortunately, our medicine cat Goldenwillow passed away a couple nights ago. But Squirrelfur, her apprentice was trained well and will serve us for many moons."

"Squirrelfur! Squirrelfur!" shouted the Clans. Frozenpaw was shocked to hear that Goldenwillow was dead and Hailblaze was a little shaken too.

"She will live on through memory," she heard him whisper.

Great, now I'll have to hear her bragging about it, thought Frozenpaw, as the pale gray she-cat stood for the rest of the Clan to see.

"Flickerstar?" Runningstar beckoned, flicking his tail to the ThunderClan leader.

"ThunderClan has nothing new to report, other than the successful training of our apprentice, Lionpaw, and the abundance of prey in our territory."

"Really? In your territory?" snarled Breezestar. Frozenpaw noticed how his claws unsheated and clicked onto the Great Rock. Flickerstar too saw his aggression.

"What exactly is that supposed to mean?" he questioned, narrowing his eyes at the gray tabby.

"Don't play dumb with my Clan, Flickerstar. It's so classic!" Breezestar yowled. "You, and your frog-brained Clan were hunting in our territory! Don't even try to deny it!"

Frozenpaw gaped and looked side to side. She finally caught sight of Oakshade looking smug at the edge of the clearing. You meant for this to...

Her thoughts were abruptly cut short when he looked her way. His conceited grin faded when he saw her and his eyes shone with a menacing light. Frozenpaw flinched and quickly looked away.

"My Clan did no such thing!" growled Flickerstar. "And I can promise on StarClan that we never set foot in your putrid territory!"

"So you are betraying your honor to StarClan, now?" hissed Breezestar. "There were several pieces of evidence in our territory."

"I'd like to hear them," Flickerstar spat.

Yellowstar and Runningstar looked very uncomfortable. The WindClan leader stood between the two arguing cats. "This is not the place to settle your bickering. StarClan is getting angry."

"I'm sorry, but this just couldn't wait. We are not going to sit and let this run past. We are going to face it here and now like real warriors," Breezestar hissed. "Unlike these cowards and traitors to the warrior code."

"I told you, we did nothing," Flickerstar hissed. "Tell us all the evidence you found!"

Breezestar sat. "Gladly. Warriors of the four Clans, I invite you all to listen to the proof that shows that Flickerstar's Clan are not only liars, but thieves. The first piece of evidence was a freshly killed squirrel with ThunderClan scent by the border. Not just any cat scent, ThunderClan scent."

"Why would you assume that we would just leave a squirrel there for you to find, if we even had hunted in your territory?"

"I don't know, you're the ones who did it," Breezestar said sarcastically. "Proof doesn't lie. Shall I go on?"

There's more? Frozenpaw wondered. How long has Oakshade been doing this?

"We also found a piece of fur that didn't match any cat from my Clan, again at the ThunderClan border. Later, a mouse was lying on the Thunderpath. I asked if any of my warriors had hunted a mouse there, and all of them refused. There was much more than that, Flickerstar, but that alone is enough to accuse you."

Flickerstar's look of ire was gone and now was replaced with shock. Both Yellowstar and Runningstar were facing him now, teeth bared.

"This is unlike you," Yellowstar hissed. "RiverClan is leaving. We want no part in this."

"WindClan is right behind you," Runningstar said, jumping up the Great Rock.

As both Clans dispersed, Breezestar turned back on Flickerstar. "Knowing this, there is no need to hide our plans. We will attack, Flickerstar, and it will be soon. It might even be tomorrow. I hope you are prepared."

"Look Breezestar. Evidence doesn't lie. But I can assure you that I knew nothing of this, and I bet most of my Clan didn't either."

"Even so, your Clan needs to be taught a lesson," Breezestar snarled, bristling. "Go ahead, make your battle plan to defend, but we won't hold back. We can't stand to losing prey with leaf-fall right around the corner."

"But-"

"Are you asking for a fight now? In the light of StarClan?" Breezestar asked, bunching his muscles to spring off the Great Rock. When Flickerstar said nothing, he nodded, and jumped. "I thought not." And he was gone along with the rest of his Clan.

Ooh! A battle is coming soon! What do you think will happen? Please review!

~Destiny