A tortoiseshell she-cat emerged from her medicine den and walked up towards her light gray leader, resting upon the high rock. "Are Mousefur's wounds okay?" The she-cat meowed, not moving her distant gaze.
The tortoiseshell she-cat nodded. "The wounds were severe, Bluestar; but she is young and strong. She'll live; the others too." She assured as she sat down next to her leader.
"You are a gifted medicine cat, Spottedleaf. Tonight's defeat troubles me... ThunderClan has not been defeated since I became leader..." Bluestar confessed.
"Are you asking StarClan for answers?" Spottedleaf mewled, following her distant gaze upward. "It's times like these that we need the words of ancient warriors to guide us..." Bluestar sighed. "Has StarClan spoke to you?"
"Not for some moons Bluestar." informed Spottedleaf. She looked up, and gasped. Bluestar flicked an ear, but said nothing. "It was a message from StarClan... Frost alone can save our clan." Spottedleaf told her friend.
"What?! But frost has destroyed all of the clans' territories before! It killed our prey, kits, apprentices, elders, queens- why would it help us now?" protested Bluestar in disbelief.
"I do not know. But this is the message StarClan has chosen to share with me, so it must be." Spottedleaf shook her head sadly. "If StarClan has spoken, it is true. Frost will save our clan."
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Into the Wild
Adventure"FROST ALONE CAN SAVE OUR CLAN..." ThunderClan, ShadowClan, RiverClan, and WindClan have been at odds for ages, fighting over what they have. The sinister ShadowClan has driven out WindClan of their territory, the honorable ThunderClan is weakening...
