Warriors: The Return Of The Greatest Heroes

40. Branch Fall

Fireheart purred as Sandstorm groomed him, but Yellowpaw still looked annoyed at that from the other end of the clearing.

"You're having more fun with this than I thought you would," Oakheart noticed.

"Well, I am taking advantage of the situation," Fireheart smirked.

"Good point,"

The brothers were silent for a while.

"Hey, what did I miss?" that was their sister, Silverstream, probably just trying to be annoying.

"Nothing, absolutely nothing," Oakheart said with absolutely no emotion.

Flicking her tail with irritation, she continued. "I saw you and Fireheart talking. What was it about?"

"Silverstream," Fireheart cut in, "Not everything we talk about is life or death."

"Really? It seems that way; you guys talk in hushed tones. Your eyes dart around the clearing, too." Silverstream pointed out.

"She has a point," Oakheart turned. "Okay, we were talking about the Dark Forest," it wasn't entirely a lie, they had been talking about that before shifting to the subject of mates.

"How did that conversation go?" the she-cat quesitioned.

"Just about how Tigerclaw will react when he finds out that Mapleshade's told us his plan." the former RiverClan tom answered.

"He's probably already changed his plan, expecting Mapleshade to pass it on," Fireheart murmured.

"But maybe he doesn't suspect that Mapleshade told us. The plan could still be in action." Oakheart argued.

"Well," Silverstream got in between her quarreling brothers, "It is possible that he has changed his plan, and it is also possible that the former plan is still in action. We just have to be extra alert."

Sandstorm straightened. "I agree with Silverstream."

"So do I!" Graystripe sauntered over. "I have no idea what it's about, but I still agree with Silverstream,"

Fireheart rolled his eyes. "It doesn't matter what the topic's about; you will always back up Silverstream,"

Silverstream sent a loving look at Graystripe, who went forward and rubbed his muzzle against her flank.

"Just because you're warriors now doesn't mean that you immediatly have to mate with each other," this was Grassjaw. "Give it time."

Graystripe and Silverstream sent Grassjaw some dirty looks.

"Help!" Blackbriar rushed into camp.

"What is it?" Ashstar demanded after rushing out of his den.

"Well, Mossbird, Beetlebreeze, Acornwish, and Redstripe were patroling the ShadowClan border." the black she-cat stumbled over her words.

"Well?" the leader demanded.

"There was a tree branch that just fell out of a tree and hit Beetlebreeze in the head. His condition is unknown...Acornwish and Mossbird are supporting him and Redstripe is trailing behind." Blackbriar rushed.

The reborns were up in an instant. They were sure that this was the work of the Dark Forest.

"Yellowpaw! Brackenfall! Prepare for head injuries and possibly shock." Ashstar commanded.

"Okay," the two medicine cats left for their den.

Mossbird and Acornwish stumbled into the clearing, Beetlebreeze's body dragging between them. Redstripe darted about worried for the elder warrior.