Warriors: The Return Of The Greatest Heroes

56. Brackenfall is in on it

Bluefur trotted along with her new apprentice. Mosspaw.

Why would StarClan allow her to mentor her? Wasn't there some sort of rule that apprentices weren't allowed to be trained by their parents because they'd go easy on them? Bluefur was Mosspaw's mother anymore, but she'd probably still wind up going super easy on her.

That couldn't happen.

"What are we going to do first?" Mosspaw was eager to do anything.

"The same thing I did first." the blue-gray she-cat glanced at her daughter. "We're going to get more bedding for the elders."

-

"What do you think the Twolegs are planning?" Hollyleaf proposed.

She and Sandstorm were both in the nursery discussing this since they had nothing better to do.

"It depends really. They could be trying to drive us out, or they could just think that killing cats is fun." Sandstorm growled.

"Why would anybody think that that is fun?"

"Some creatures are so disgusting we shouldn't talk about them." the pale ginger she-cat responded. "It could be dangerous."

"How so?" Hollyleaf strangely found herself going against the wiser cat.

"They could overhear you. The Twolegs probably won't because they didn't look like they were following us. They also don't have great noses." Sandstorm made a face.

"They are also mouse-brained." the black she-cat brought.

Sandstorm erupted into purrs. "That too."

"What do you think Tigerclaw and the rest of those cats are thinking about up in the Dark Forest again?" Hollyleaf was in a questioning spree by now.

"They are probably cursing a lot and plotting to destroy the clans." the pale ginger she-cat answered.

"Do you think they'll try recruiting cats from the living again?" the black she-cat looked nervous.

Sandstorm shrugged helplessly. "We don't know what they are going to do."

"Fireheart might be able to figure it out."

"You have a lot of faith in him." the pale ginger she-cat noticed.

"He did defeat Tigerstar last time." Hollyleaf explained.

"But he died in the process."

"He won't this time, though. He is a lot stronger." the black she-cat insisted.

"You guys seem to know a lot about dead cats." a voice came from the entrance to the den. "Why is that? You also called that dead ShadowClan warrior Tigerstar, but he was a warrior. Not a leader."

It was Brackenfall. The two she-cats felt a sense of dread.

"You know a lot about the dead...please explain." Brackenfall settled down. "I have all day."

Hollyleaf and Sandstorm stared at each other.

Should we tell him? Sandstorm thought, and Hollyleaf could see the question in his eyes.

He is the medicine cat. We probably should tell him. Hollyleaf's eyes showed Sandstorm the answer.

"Brackenfall..." Sandstorm began hesitantly.

"Yes?" the ginger medicine cat looked intrigued by their knowledge.

"We died many, many moons ago." the pale ginger she-cat admitted.

Brackenfall's eyes went as wide as saucers. "Can you prove it?" he marveled.

"I could give you an exact account of the Great Battle." Sandstorm shrugged. "But don't our names sound familiar to you?"

The ginger medicine cat shook his head. "We wouldn't be able to recognize you by your name. After generations, the names were forgotten eventually."

Hollyleaf nodded in understanding. "Yes, it seems so, but recently, StarClan cats have been drained from their hunting grounds. They fall into Earth and are compressed into the bodies of kits. Then, they are reborn." she blinked. "A lot of the cats around here have been reborn."

Brackenfall blinked. "Who are they?"

Sandstorm sighed. "We are two of them. They others are Fireheart, Graystripe, Ravenheart, Dustpelt, Oakheart, Whitestorm, Bluefur, Silverstream, Yellowpaw, Ashstar, Jayfeather, Mapleshade, Leafpool, Talltail, Crowfeather, Featherpaw, Brookpaw, Dovewing, Ivypool, Lionblaze, Littlestorm, Cloudtail, Bramblepaw, Tawnypaw, Squirrelpaw, Moonpaw, Stormpaw, Cinderpaw, Mosspaw, and Swiftpaw. Tigerclaw, Darkstripe, Hawkfrost, Thistleclaw, Breezepelt, Brokentail, and Mudpaw were all reborns from the Dark Forest."

If possible, the ginger medicine cat's eyes got even wider. "That's a lot of reborns."

The two she-cats purred. "We know."

"Well, do you guys have any ideas about the Twoleg thing?" he looked hopeful. "I probably should make Yellowpaw a full medicine cat, too."

Hollyleaf started. "That would be a good starter, and, about the Twolegs, we haven't gotten any ideas yet.

"Oh, okay," Brackenfall started backing up.

"We might have some later!" Sandstorm called. "And don't tell anybody about it!"

"I won't." the medicine cat slipped outside.

-

"Are you bored?" Oakheart appeared right next to a flame colored tom.

"Why would I be bored?"

"Well, your best friends ever are both in the medicine den right now." the warrior settled down next to his current brother.

Fireheart sighed. "I suppose."

"Just don't go near any Thunderpaths until the Twoleg problem disappears." Oakheart informed.

"Why?"

"I don't know about you, but I don't want you getting hurt. Or worse."

"Since when did you care so much? We didn't even really know each other during the first life." Fireheart looked at him like he grew another head.

"Because you are my brother." Oakheart nudged him. "Are you mouse-brained?"

"No!" the flame colored tom nudged him back.

That caused an all out battle of nudging.

That was until...

"Oh my StarClan, that is so cute!" Blazefur.

"Hey, Blazefur," the two toms turned around.

"I don't think I've seen you play fight since you were kits! I have to tell everybody about this!" she scurried away, probably to announce it in front of the entire clan.

Oakheart and Fireheart blinked.

"Is it just me, or do you think Dustpelt will be laughing at us for acting like kits?" Fireheart groaned.

"He'll just be teasing you." the other tom smirked. "That's been his thing for a long time."

Fireheart continued to groan. "I know, trust me, I know."