"One more moon until Sparrowfeather joins us." A white tom grumbled. "He is more useless than a pile of bones." A brown tabby said. "You chose him as the next medicine cat!" The white tom bristled. "Whitestar, dont act like Starclan didnt help me choose him." The tabby hissed. "Brushheart, you know good and well Starclan tries its best but when a mentor doesn't do his job its a problem." Whitestar retorted. Brushheart huffed and turned his head. "You two fight over the smallest things. What we should be worried about is the prophecy and Riverclan. Sunstar is dying because of Raventuft. He sets traps for him and kills him on his own. One more life and Sunstar is with us. How will we save Windclan if Riverclan is after us?" A light voice sighed. "Flutterpaw is correct. Have Brackenflight tell Bramblestar the prophecy again." Whitestar decided. "Whitestar, Brackenflight is faded, remember? You, Brushheart and Sparrowfeather were the only ones that remembered her. Now that Sparrowfeather's memory is going, she faded along with Tigersnarl. Starclan cannot host us all." Stoneclaw rasped, padding over. "Oh, yes. Flutterpaw, why dont you tell Bramblestar?" Whitestar sighed. Flutterpaw nodded. "She will listen. If not, she will live with the consequences that her clan will die and she can do nothing to stop it because soon, she'll be up here, as helpless as us." The she-cat padded into the forest.
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Windclan's Hope
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