❝ 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝚄𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃, 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳. ❞
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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Dovesong has been rescued from the MoonClan prison . . . twice. And at great costs. She and the other medicine c...
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"YOU CAN'T HIDE from this forever!" Goldenheart growled at Moonclaw immediately as they were out of earshot from Thunderstorm. "What are you hiding from us?"
Dovesong nodded, extremely curious. She caught a glimpse of Blizzardpelt's uncertain gaze. Did he know what Moonclaw's secret was? Moonclaw had said Dovesong knew, too. Too bad I don't remember anymore, Dovesong thought bitterly.
"Nothing you have to worry about," Moonclaw mewed calmly. "Thunderstorm is just trying to stir up trouble. He always does." She met Goldenheart's gaze bravely. "Even if I did tell you, you still wouldn't trust me."
Goldenheart gasped sharply. "Are you behind the murders in ThunderClan and ShadowClan? How? How do you stay in one place the entire time? I mean, I just assume since your scent wasn't on the bodies of my Clanmates, and ShadowClan is sure that Reedtail murdered Ripplestorm."
Moonclaw took a deep breath. "Fine. I did murder them."
All three of them stared at her in shock. No cat said a thing for a few long heartbeats. "How can we trust you now?" Goldenheart demanded, breaking the silence. "We should just leave you here. You might murder us!"
Moonclaw's eyes flashed with alarm. "No, I don't have the intention to hurt anyone! And if you left me behind now, you wouldn't have anyone else that knew about the message. You have to bring me along."
"That's a coincidence," Blizzardpelt growled.
"But it's true! Dovesong was the one who got it, and she told the rest of us medicine cats. But now that she doesn't remember, I'm the only other one that knows," Moonclaw explained desperately. "Please trust me."
"I don't like the sound of it," Goldenheart growled. "What if you made up the message? What if you've set all this up?"
"That's absolutely mouse-brained!" Moonclaw cried. "I can co-I can't see the future, so how is that even possible?"
Dovesong pricked her ears. "You can do what?"
Moonclaw's eyes stretched wide, her claws sinking into the muddy ground. "If I told you, would you hurt me? Would you leave me here?"
"Depends," Goldenheart decided coolly. "Just tell us and we'll decide."
Moonclaw turned her gaze to her paws, muttering something under her breath. Then she looked up at Goldenheart. "I can't bring myself to tell you all. I've been mistreated and harmed enough. I can't take it anymore."
Goldenheart eyed her skeptically. Blizzardpelt still didn't say a thing. Dovesong gazed at Moonclaw nervously.
"Really. Do you remember all those times I've gone missing? It was because MoonClan wanted me to use my ability for their own dirty work. That's why there's been so many murders recently. They want the Clans to join them and fight against the FrostClan. And since they won't agree, they want to murder their warriors until they agree. It started with ThunderClan. Goldenheart, haven't you noticed how much your Clan has suffered?" Moonclaw asked the yellow she-cat.