BayFall stared out of the medicine cat den. No comforting paw would press against his shoulder now. He watched as FrostKit, RainKit, FlameKit, and SandyKit wrestled. He noticed LeafKit just watching from the corner of his eye.
"Poor LeafKit, it's like SandyKit forgot all about her after DustDawn came back.." BayFall murmured to himself.
"BayFall! Someone's been hurt by the SnowClan border!" SongPool called, dashing into the medicine den.
BayFall quickly grabbed some herbs, following SongPool to the border between MossClan and SnowClan. There lay a black and white tom, struggling to get up, which was StarlingWhisker, the deputy of MossClan, RatTuft, one of the youngest MossClan warriors, watching over him, and DeadFace, looming over another shape.
"What happened?!" He questioned, rushing over.
"LostCall has been killed in battle, and StarlingWhisker was ambushed when we went to deliver a message to SnowClan." RatTuft meowed.
BayFall blinked, and the cats in front of him changed to StarlingWhisker and RatTuft.
"Just beyond here, was where I scented those SnowClan cats." RatTuft meowed.
StarlingWhisker nodded, walking towards the Thunderpath, and RatTuft was watching for something. RatTuft flicked his tail, and a large, muscular cat shoved StarlingWhisker out into the open Thunderpath before he could turn around.
"RatTuft! Help me!" StarlingWhisker hissed, unsheathing his claws.
"You should have never been deputy, StarlingWhisker, you're too old to be-"
StarlingWhisker had already been hit by a monster. RatTuft dipped his head to the white cat as they dragged StarlingWhisker's inactive body across, back to RatTuft.
BayFall blinked again, being shaken back to his world by SongPool.
"Help him, BayFall, please!" SongPool cried. "I can't bare to see anymore MossClan cats die!"
BayFall nodded, flustered by the vision he had just seen. He treated StarlingWhisker's wounds, carrying the tom back to camp. RockStar dashed over to BayFall.
"What happened to-" She meowed, but her eyes widened as SongPool carried in the limp body of LostCall, RatTuft following close behind.
"N-no, no! I-I thought- at the ceremony- It was only a dream! S-She can't be-" RockPelt cried.
"It was her time, RockStar-" SongPool mewed, trying to comfort her.
"No! You don't know her! She's strong enough to make it, we just have to get the herbs in time!" RockStar retorted.
"She's gone, RockStar, she's been killed.." RatTuft meowed, also trying to comfort the grieving leader.
"B-But.. She can't leave me here..! She's all I have left!" RockStar meowed.
"..S..so.. I'm not.. a-anything to you.. R-rockStar..?" A weak voice meowed from behind BayFall.
BayFall turned his head around. Between SongPool and RatTuft, was DeadFace.
"D-DeadFace, you can speak!" BayFall exclaimed.
"I..I.. Don't want to hear it, B-BayFall.. not right now.. I-I'm sorry.." DeadFace meowed, rushing off to the medicine cat den.
"D-DeadFace! Wait, DeadFace, I didn't mean it!" RockStar meowed, trying to chase after her sister, but BayFall stopped her.
"Leave her be, RockStar, she needs time to herself." He meowed.
"F-Fine!" RockStar hissed.
BayFall padded into the medicine den, quickly carrying StarlingWhisker in.
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The Clan's Omen
FanficA prophecy, told many moons before it would even occur has now begun. It said a spotted cat would save the clans, but at a heavy cost.
