Warriors: Crazystar's Greatest Challenge(Sequel to Crazystar's Battle)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

                Whitepaw had been acting funny.

                He seemed to be avoiding her on purpose and when she was actually able to talk to him, he always came up with an excuse like, “Sorry, I have to collect more juniper berries or else Honeywhisker will get mad!”

                Redpaw knew Whitepaw didn’t even like collecting herbs! There had to be a reason for his behavior towards her. What did I do to make him mad at me? I need to just figure it out and apologize so he’ll act normal again! There’s no one else I can talk to about my problems with fighting, or the giant squirrel I caught yesterday, or how Brightleaf talked Liontail out of putting me on the tunnel-training patrol this morning…

                Redpaw crept slowly and silently towards the medicine cat den on this cloudy day. She listened carefully to every word both of the cats inside said.

                “Is the poultice for Leafstorm finished yet?” Honeywhisker meowed.

                “Yes,” her brother responded quietly.

                There was an awkward pause in the conversation. “So how’s Redpaw?” Honeywhisker asked finally, and the ThunderClan apprentice held her breath, waiting for her brother’s response.

                “Fine,” Whitepaw grumbled. “Do you think a giant tree fell on her head from the sky or something?”

                Redpaw heard the golden she-cat sigh. “Why are you always so grumpy?” Honeywhisker asked.

                “I’m not grumpy!” the medicine cat apprentice shouted angrily. “I’m just sick of never doing anything fun and…”

                “Then why did you become a medicine cat?” his mentor demanded.

                “Because I felt like it!” Whitepaw growled.

                Suddenly, some cat whispered, “What are you doing?”

                Redpaw spun around to see Liontail eyeing her suspiciously. “Nothing much!” she lied. “Just walking by!”

                The ThunderClan deputy clearly didn’t believe her. “You were eavesdropping on their conversation, weren’t you?” the golden tom asked. “Why in StarClan’s name would you want to secretly listen to the medicine cats talk? Does this happen to have anything to do with your medicine cat apprentice brother?”

                Just tell him the truth, maybe he knows something about Whitepaw.

                “Whitepaw is acting strange,” she replied shakily. “He keeps avoiding me, and I wanted to know what’s going on.”

                Liontail sighed. “Honeywhisker is my sister,” he began. “We used to talk to each other about everything back when we were in the nursery. But a few moons into her apprenticeship, she grew more distant. She used to be really talkative, but she stopped talking to me almost completely. There’s nothing wrong with you, Redpaw, and it’s not your fault. There’s simply nothing you can do, your brother has already made his decision to be a medicine cat.”

                “But he promised that we’d always get along the same way!” Redpaw protested. “Something has got to be wrong, and I have to find out what it is.”

                Liontail shook his head sadly. “I thought Honeywhisker and I would be the same perfect way forever that we were as kits,” he responded. “But medicine cats can never be the same once they visit the Moonpool. Just trust me, everything is completely normal. Your brother is just a typical medicine cat apprentice.”

                The deputy padded away, evidently believing the problem was solving. But Redpaw still thought something was going on. Perhaps I should just ask Whitepaw what’s wrong…

                She walked into the den. “Hey, Whitepaw,” she meowed.

                Her brother looked up. “Um, hi,” he managed to speak finally.

                “Are you mad at me or something?” she asked. “You’ve been acting…”

                Whitepaw looked annoyed. “No, Redpaw, I’m just busy,” he sighed. “You should be occupied with hunting or training too. Now Honeywhisker says I have to take care of the worthless elders…”

                “Whitepaw, the elders are not worthless!” the medicine cat reprimanded him. “They’ve served their Clan for a long…”

                “And now all they do is sit in their den and complain about us as we do what they should be doing for themselves,” her brother interrupted Honeywhisker.

                Honeywhisker looked over to Redpaw. “I’m sorry, Redpaw, but could you please step outside?” the medicine cat meowed. “My apprentice and I need to have a talk.”

                As she exited the den, Redpaw couldn’t stop thinking about Whitepaw. He didn’t use to be like this! I don’t know what, but something is most certainly wrong…

A/N: I know Whitepaw wasn't being very nice but I couldn't help but laugh when I was reading the part that I wrote where he says sarcastically, "Do you think a giant tree fell on her head from the sky or something?" For some reason, I just had to mention that in the author's note. Anyhow, I probably won't update anymore today but I will definitely update tomorrow. Please comment, hope you are enjoying this!