Amberfeather yawned. It had been three moons since she'd persuaded Redpaw to stay on their side, and in that time, Polarice, Patchleaf, Squirrelfur, Berrythorn and Redspots had been made warriors and Sweetbriar had died, making Darkpelt ThunderClan's new deputy.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highrock for a Clan meeting!" Mothstar's yell brought her into the main clearing.
She saw confusion cross the faces of every cat. What could this be about? No kits are due to be apprentices, no apprentices to warriors, no warriors are old enough to retire.
As she went through the reasons, her kits gathered near her. Wildkit was furthest away, looking strangely confident and angry as she sat with her head high.
Is she okay?
"The dawn patrol has something to say,"Mothstar continued once every cat was gathered. He dipped his head to Squirrelfur.
"RiverClan is trying to take Sunningrocks!"Patchleaf yowled as her brother opened his mouth for a syvilised approach. He shot her a glare.
"What?"Birdfly yelled.
"They can't get away with that!"after Greyleg's shriek, a chorous of mad hissing and shouting broke out.
"We have to stop them!"
"Do they think we'll give up without a fight? Poor suckers!"
"If they do, then they're wrong!" Mothstar calmly took control, "Darkpelt, Shadowclaw, Polarice, Patchleaf, Squirrelfur, Softheart, Redspots and Greyleg, we will make them pay!"
"Yes! Yes!"the nine paraded out of camp, leaving their home deserted and cold.
Overwhelemed at how quickly it esculated, Amberfeather padded over to the fresh-kill pile. She picked out a mouse. Umm... my favourite!
When she'd wolfed down the flesh, she hesitated. Wildkit's still mad at me...should I ask her to help with wounds?
She shook herself, The Clan must come first. I can worry about our argument later.
Now sure of herself, she greeted her daughter.
"Wildkit, will you help me treating the wounded?"she asked cautiously.
After a moment, Wildkit hissed,"Oh, I'd make a mistake, like...my birth!"
The anger that exploded out of her caused Amberfeather to reel back in shock.
"Listen, Amberfeather,"Wildkit dropped her tone,"If not for you, we wouldn't have been born, so you are the mistake,"
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Wildkit gazed at Amberfeather. Wow! It worked! StarClan really unleashed the monster inside of me!
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Amberfeather stood rigid with shock. She never thought she'd hear that, espescially not from her own kit.
What...what happened between us?
Wildkit stalked away, without glimpsing back at her.
Mind still fixed on the event, she went to prepare herbs. Cobwebs, marigold, poppy seeds, dock, comfrey...and chervil!
"Okay, I'm ready for them,"she murmured to herself.
As she waited, she decided to check on the kits, and Heartbrook. The young she-cat had moved into the nursery just last moon, expecting Birdfly's kits. At first she'd stressed, wondering if her dead mate, Flowerfall, would take it as replacement. Amberfeather had told her that he would be glad that she'd moved on and found new happiness, even if it wasn't with him.
She'd agreed gladly, obviously relieved to get the pressure off of her shoulders.
"Hi, Heartbrook. How are the kits?"
"Oh, they're fine,"she purred,"Wildkit and Saltkit have been outside for a while,"
She'd hardly finished her sentence when Saltkit came in, looking distressed.
"Saltkit? What is it?"Amberfeather asked.
"It's that monster, Wildkit!"he sobbed.
"What has she done?"she continued, interrupting as Heartbrook lept to Wildkit's defence.
"She keeps teasing me about Lakebreeze! She says that if it weren't for me, she'd be alive!"
"Saltkit, if it's anyone's fault, it's mine. And don't worry, I'll talk to her," Amberfeather stepped out of the den.
I'm done being sweet with Wildkit. I'll be strict, and show her who's boss!
She found her munching on a scrawny shrew.
"Wildkit,"she meowed as she approached,"You need to stop,"
"Stop what? Living up to my destiny? StarClan is on my side!"
"St...StarClan?"This can't be their will, "Are you certain?"
"I saw the meadow that they hunted in. I saw the starlight in their..."she stopped anxiously,"There were no stars in their fur..."
That can only mean one thing.
"Wildkit, what was their name?"
Wildkit hesitated,"Ashwing,"