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Chapter 1 - Applebird
Just as we were sitting down, looking at each other. Crowfeather rumbled in. He, being an elder now (he retired young due to an injured shoulder), never got forgiven in his clan. Never. Or so I've heard.
I saw he was making small cuts all over his body.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Kestrelflight looked just as confused. "Why are you doing that?"
"It is time for me to go," Crowfeather mumbled, letting blood pour from his wounds.
"Where?" I asked, looking around.
Kestrelflight surpressed a laugh. "To StarClan, mousebrain."
"I am not a-" I heard a low moaning sound.
I padded over to Crowfeather's now-still body. I instantly felt guilty.
"We should've done something." I said. Kestrelflight swiped his tongue over my ears.
"I'll admit, one less insane cat in the Clan wouldn't hurt. But I'll miss him."
"What?"
"His mind was giving way, like so many other cats have done...." He stared at me for a moment, then added, "You weren't always a rogue, were you?"
"No." That's right. I just said no. Foxdung, here come the questions...
"What were you before that?"
Phew. It wasn't a Why question.
"I came from the Tribe of Rushing Water."
"You were a mountian cat?"
I was expecting him to ditch right away, but he seemed interested.
"Prey-hunter or Cave-guard?"
"Prey hunter."
"Wow. This is perfect."
We heard yowling. That meant that the gathering was beginning. Kestrelflight and I scrambled out of the bush quickly, and found the other medicine cats.
Chapter 2 - Silverbrook
I rolled my eyes. Why did Stonefur have to climb up the apple tree? It knocked an apple down to the cat left behind, and he scared a kestrel which left a feather to the cats behind. And they just so happened to land right next to each other. Toms.
I'll admit, it was pretty darn clever to do that. Although I didn't know that there were kestrels in StarClan. I guess you really do learn something new everyday. Although I have known that there was prey up here. And it is always greenleaf, which I love.
I was doing a little bit of exploring when I 'accidently' crashed into Stonefur.
"I fail at stalking," he muttered.
"Aren't part ThunderClan?" I teased.
"Your point being....?"
"They're the best at stalking undergrowth."
He cuffed my ear.
"You know that I like you, don't you?"
"Yes, I do. How long did it take you to figure it out? 2 moons?" I laughed.
"Guess so."
"But it was obvious!"
"Love at first sight, you mean?"
"Maybe, maybe not. I'm not telling you."
"Well you should."
"Maybe later."
"Why not now?"
"'Cause I'm hungry, mouse-brain!" That was true. My stomach was growling.
"Your stomach sounds like all of LionClan."
"Really? Do you see hedgehogs flying?"
"I suppose not."
"Anyway would you like to watch the gathering? At least, after we get some prey..."
"Sure."
I was happy, but I noticed something strange: I couldn't see Applebird at the gathering. Nor Kestrelflight. Were they left at home?
Suddenly Stonefur sweverd towards me.
"You know your death?" I nodded. "Well it wasn't Onestar."
"What?"
"It was somebody else. I'm not telling you. It is a Secret among the Stars."
Chapter 3 - Applebird
The gathering was tense, despite having a plentiful greenleaf, everybody seem grumpy tonight. Even the moon looked dimmer. Clouds were hovering around it, but not touching it.
"Greetings, Onestar." Reedstar dipped his head politely to the older leader.
"Greetings." Onestar's mew was relaxed. I was also slightly confused; this looked nothing like the tom that murdered Silverbrook on that fateful day, two moons ago.
"What are you staring at?" asked Flametail.
"Nothing," I said quickly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Shhh!" came a hiss; one of the elders, I think it was Owlwhisker, but I wasn't sure.
I silently watched the gathering, when suddenly seemingly everyone unsheathed their claws.
"Furzestar should have not said that," murmed Kestrelflight. "She should not have brought up the prey stealing of ShadowClan."
I was slightly confused, then remember some ShadowClan cats coming around the shore a few sunrises ago. Not a good idea. By now, the ShdowClan leader, a large ginger tom, Redstar, stood up.
"We haven't stolen any prey," he boomed.
"Oh really? Then why are your warriors not within two tail-lengths of the lake?"
He looked at his warriors, then asked, "What did they look like?"
"A dark grey cat and a ginger cat."
"Scorchfur and Starlingcall?"
Starlingcall's eyes grew wide. Then he hissed, "What would I ever do with a rabbit, let alone be doing on WindClan territory?"
But Scorchfur looked away. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't!"