The Medicine Cat Code

Chapter 6

Silverfur's head was bowed in shame as she walked with Palestar, her tail almost dragging along the forest floor. She'd been forced to confess Darkpelt's involvement in the creation of the kits. They were traveling to SkyClan now; Palestar held one kit, while Silverfur held the other. One of them was a small blue tabby, with the same skinny markings as her father. The other was a tiny copy of Silverfur.

"I'm sorry," She murmured through the kit fur of her son.

"Sorry won't fix anything," Palestar growled. "You broke the code."

They approached SkyClan's camp after a few long moments; it was a clearing south of ThunderClan's border. They came to the entrance. Eaglestar looked up, noting the two cats instantly - and then their cargo. "What is the meaning of this?"

Darkpelt's eyes were locked on Silverfur and the kit in her mouth. He said nothing.

Palestar set the kit on the ground, and Silverfur did the same. She stepped forward, her chest light and her head dizzy as she looked into Darkpelt's eyes. "Me and Darkpelt were mates for many moons," She announced. "He left me for his Clan when he was promoted to Deputyship two moons ago. However, I was to have his kits. I never got to tell him. I have broken the code and these kits are HalfClan."

Eaglestar gaped. Skunkpelt stepped forward in a state of horror. "Silverfur..." Her fur shivered. "You fool."

The medicine cat winced. "Eaglestar."

Darkpelt whipped around. "These kits are not mine. They may be my blood - but they will never be mine."

"Nonsense, traitor," Eaglestar snarled. "You have birthed kits in another Clan, and you will suffer for it. You are no longer SkyClan's deputy."

Darkpelt stared in horror.

"I trusted you, and you betrayed me!" Eaglestar snapped. "In fact, you will no longer be a Warrior. You are Darkpaw, and you will be Mallowfoot's apprentice."

Mallowfoot, a pale white tom, jumped as he was mentioned. Darkpelt - Darkpaw - looked ashamedly at his new mentor. Then he wheeled around and stared angrily at Silverfur. "You've ruined everything!" He snarled. "You've taken everything away - you and those cursed kits! I hate you!"

Silverfur stared, her chest lurching as if she were about to vomit. Thistlepaw was right - these kits were bringing nothing but hellish repurcussions.