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Thunderfoot grumbled something under his breath. “Fine.” He sighed and then bent down to eat the herbs. “Happy?” He grumbled before letting out a sigh and laying down.

Beewhisker nodded and looked ahead as they walked out into the forest. The small calico scented the air and looked around at the lively forest. “Well at least there seems to be quite a bit of prey out.. I think I already caught scent of a squirrel..” She mused.

Thunderfoot placed his head down on his paws. He coughed a little more and glanced towards Feathershine. “I sure hope so...” He mumbled.

Beewhisker nodded. “I’ll get the squirrel and you can get the raven then.” She said with a small smile. “We’ll met back here after.” Beewhisker turned and went off to follow the scent trail of the squirrel.

Thunderfoot looked over at Whitefox and frowned as he watched the warrior. “Should have saved the herbs for him...” He sighed shaking his head.


Beewhisker followed the scent of the squirrel. She found it scurrying around the base of a large oak tree and carefully stalked up to it. She waited until it was the right moment before pounce and delivering a swift bite to the prey’s neck. She grabbed it and turned to head back to meet up with Littletree, deciding to burry the squirrel at their meeting spot.

Thunderfoot studied Feathershine with his narrowed amber eyes. “I’m sick not stupid Feathershine...” He muttered with a snort. He laid his head down on his paws. “From now on, I won’t be taking any more of your herbs.”

Beewhisker looked over to where he was gesturing and recalled the small river. “Good. We should be able to catch a good amount of prey then.” She said sounding satisfied. She turned and buried her squirrel near the root of some trees before turning back to Littletree. “Let’s go.” She meowed as she moved to pad off towards the river.

Thunderfoot gave Feathershine a challenging look. “Better me than them... Especially a queen who has a kit to look after..” He added nodding to Dewfur. He snorted and coughed a little. “At least this way they’ll be enough for them.”


Beewhisker looked around after hearing Littletree’s comment. The trees seemed to gleam under the light of the sun and she gave a small nod. “I suppose it is.” She mused, not really thinking about it before. She looked back ahead and sighed. “Too bad it won’t last.” She muttered as she flickered her gaze to the ground. She tried to focus back on hunting and scented the air for prey.

Thunderfoot rolled his eyes. “The clan will go on and regain any strength it lost from losing me. I don’t want you to risk it.” He insisted closing his eyes for a moment. “You should get some rest Feathershine.”

Beewhisker shrugged, stuck in a more pessimistic attitude. She walked up besides Littletree and looked around the river. She spotted the white she-cat and her eyes widened in surprise. “Is she alive?” Beewhisker questioned aloud moving to walk over to the stranger’s side.

Thunderfoot looked over at Feathershine. “Of course.. As long as there was enough.” He meowed. He sighed as he looked at the medicine cat. “Don’t worry about it so much Feathershine... At least not right now. You look tired.”

Beewhisker frowned at the news. “Poor cat..” She said softly. She glanced over at Littletree and noticed him staring at something. She walked over and noticed the tiny set of paw prints. She blinked and began to follow the set of tiny paws. “What do you think it is?” She asked quietly as she walked.

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Whitefox woke up again but this time from a nightmare.

Littletree looked from the angered kit to Beewhisker, he gave a small nod. The two small scratches on his nose were small. The kit spoke then. "Momma said to stay away from strangers." Her voice sharp. Her eyes darted from Littletree to Beewhisker, her hackles raised and her tail poofed out.

Whitefox looked over to Thunderfoot then over to Dewfur. "Yeah, just a nightmare." He sighed and rested his head on the edge of his nest. He gave a small weak cough. "You cant sleep?" He asked quietly.

Littletree gave a small nod as Beewhisker said his name. The small his glared at Beewhisker before talking again. "Your clan cats." She paused. Her mom had said to stay away from those cats, but she felt like she should trust them. She lowed her hackles and sat down. Her tail still puffed up. "Im Dawn." Dawn's voice had soften.

Whitefox though for a little bit, his whiskers twitching. "I was walking by the river." Whitefox coughed. "But after a while the river started to rise, it was quick and i almost got swept away. I was running away from the river but it was right at my keels." Whitefox stopped a cough rattling his body. "then i woke up." Whitefox had always had a huge fear of water for some reason.

Dawn's ears flicked. "Sorry i didn't know i was in your territory." The small kit looked down at her ebony paws. "Me and my momma got swept down river a couple days ago, and now she wont wake up." Dawn looked up at Beewhisker and Littletree. Littletree felt bad for this kit.

Whitefox shrugged. "I think i will try but i don't think i will sleep." A sudden noise made Whitefox turn. The black form of Rabbitface was padding into the small medicine cats den. The warrior looked from Whitefox to Thunderfeet, then over to his mate. "How are you guys feeling?" he asked the two toms.

Dawn shuffled her feet a sniffle escaped her. "I know..." The small black kit seemed to get smaller, her ribs were showing slightly under her thin short fur. Littletree padded up to the kit and nuzzled her. "Its going to be ok." He meowed quietly. Littletree glanced up at Beewhisker.

Rabbitface gave a small nod. "I hope you guys get better soon, the clan needs you guys." Rabbitface then glanced over to his sleeping mate. Dewfur was in a heavy sleep, her sides rising and falling. He sighed, he hoped she was awake. He wanted to tell her that Cloudkit was ok.

Dawn looked over towards the river. "But what about momma?" She asked quietly, her eyes shifting to Beewhisker. Littletree spoke up then. "We could bury her for you if you would like." Littletree's voice was quiet but nice. Littletree wasn't really good at talking to kits.

Rabbitface sat down. "I hope so..." Rabbitface then gave a weak chuckle. "I cant take care of a kit all by my self." The black warrior then sighed.

Dawn shook her head. "I want to help." The small kit got to her shaking paws and stepped forward. Littletree felt back for this kit. Loosing a mother so early in life. Littletree then got to his paws. "Do you want me to carry you?" He asked gently. Dawm shook her head as she padded forward.