Moonlights

''"Brightkit, Brightkit! My little Brightkit. Stay with me, okay?" A brown speckled white she-cat was sitting with her white and black splotched kit. "Are you okay, Brightkit? Answer me!" She panicked. Pebblefur licked her kit as the skinny Moonkit sat up and rasped for air. "Who did this, Brightkit? Who?" Pebblefur mewed. "Dragonflyfoot."''

"Brightpaw, you've been such a great daughter, but now we must depart." Pebblefur heaved, light blue eyes flickering. "No Pebblefur... No!" Brightpaw hissed, picking up more marigold and chewing the bright and bitter leaves quickly. "May StarClan light your path. Meet you in StarClan, my little Brightkit." Pebblefur rasped. "No! Don't go yet, not now, not ever!" ''Goodbye, Brightpaw. ''"I'm a failure. I had one job, and I failed already. What apprentice am I?" Brightpaw muttered quietly. "A caring one." The medicine cat, Willowdawn meowed. "Caring? How's caring the same thing as letting your mother join the ranks of StarClan?" Brightpaw whispered. "You tried your hardest, almost like Wishtail." Willowdawn soothed, staring at Brightpaw's yellow-gold eyes. "I guess you're right, I did panic and try to save Pebblefur." Brightpaw meowed, this time in a bout of joy. "Let's clean this up, you got herbs everywhere. It isn't good like this, for a great medicine cat like you, Brightpaw." Willowdawn smirked, padding to pick up a chewed up cobweb. "I didn't mean for that to get in my mouth." A slender tom-kit meowed, padding with a huge mottled gray tom. "Furzekit ate mouse-bile. Now he's having a panic attack." That was Firetail, the deputy. "You're a mouse-brained kit, you know?" Willowdawn said, flicking her tail for Brightpaw to bring her a leaf of water. "The vile taste won't wear off for days, water is the best you can do." Brightpaw mewed while padding to Furzekit. "But it smelled and looked so good!" Furzekit whined. Firetail, Willowdawn and Brightpaw gave him a disgusted look. Before Brightpaw could spit a stinging reply, Willowdawn bowed her head and said, "I don't know what Waterfoot is feeding you, but it must be worse than mouse-bile and crowfood combined." Brightpaw sneered and stepped away, causing Furzekit to gasp. "Like my breath, Mistybrain?" He mewed. "It's Fogbrain, Frogfoot!" Brightpaw meowed.

"Brightwish! Brightwish! Brightwish!" The medicine cats cheered. Brightpaw- now Brightwish- was clumsy with joy. "Congratulations, Brightwish. You're almost one hundred percent a medicine cat!" Willowdawn, now old and one hundred fifty moons old, meowed. "Ha, thanks!"