Chapter 12 - Vigil

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~Firehearts P.O.V~

"No..." I whispered "Not Cinderpelt's mentor"

The majority of the clan had rushed into the medicine cat den, trying to calm Cinderpelt, the others quietening Brindleface from her panic that Starclan was abandoning us.

"Great Starclan" I murmured "What has happened to the Clan?"


Whitestorm was in the den, where pretty much every cat was telling him,

"You're Bluestars Sister's kit, its right that you should be leader"

Or,

"Why didn't she pick you as deputy in the first place?"


"Right then" I thought "Is Whitestorm going to be Whitestar then?"


But the snowy - colored tom meowed,

"It wouldn't be right, but for now, we will sit vigil for Bluestar and Yellowfang and decide who is Leader in the morning"

Some cat muttered,

"You say it isn't right, but you're certainly acting like leader"


Cinderpelts P.O.V

"Thank Starclan" I whispered to myself as the  cats left the den "They've left"

I put some rosemary on Bluestar and Yellowfang and tried, desperately not to tear up as I watched the elders put the bodies in the clearing.

Cats began to gather around them, and Fireheart padded into the den to ask,

"Are you coming to sit Vigil? Not that you have to, with the kits and all..."

He trailed off.

Of course I was going to sit Vigil for my leader and mentor.

"Yes.. I'm coming" 

"Okay"

I padded into the clearing behind him.

The clan sat in silence.




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