WARRIOR CATS: Cloudleaf's Dream

THE DREAM

   Cloudleaf awoke, yawning. Once the she-cat looked around, she was startled to see herself in 

between the moor and the kittypet-place. Wait- but that's not possible, she thought in 

bewilderment, the kittypet-place is completely across from the moor, how did it get so close? 

"Cloudleaf," a hiss drew her out of her thoughts. She whipped around, her fur bristling with 

anxious confusion, "I know what you've been doing," the cat hissed, his tail lashing. 

Blizzardfang! What have I been doing? Cloudleaf longed to run and bury her face into his chest, 

but he seemed to be not in the mood. "I can't believe you!" Blizzardfang growled, "You've been 

meeting up with a kittypet as well as me? How could you?! You're not loyal to your clan at all!" 

He snarled. He was right, she wasn't. This cat was a WindClan cat. "I'm sorry," she whispered, 

"'Sorry' doesn't fix anything!" He spat, his tail lashed, "You bear no love." He turned, and his gaze 

blazed with hostility even more as he watched behind Cloudleaf. She turned to see the jet black 

tom, Fallenheart. His blue eyes were filled with pain, "I don't understand, you've been meeting 

up with another cat..." He broke off and looked at his paws. "Look, I love both of you," she 

reassured, "But how could I meet up with both of you together? Wouldn't you be fighting?-" 

"No," Blizzardfang interrupted quickly, "Because we wouldn't care about such a worthless she-

cat, how rabbit-brained was I to fall for this?..." Blizzardfang sat silent for a moment before 

looking up and glaring at her. He launched at her, claws extended. Fallenheart stood there 

without stopping him. "No!" Cloudleaf yowled as the gray-black tom bit into her neck, his amber 

eyes blazing with fury. She glanced down at her neck, blood wasn't spilling.

Cloudleaf opened her eyes, they were slits. Fear-scent drifted from her and she glanced around 

in the den. She felt as if she hadn't slept at all. Maybe, since Aspensky knew about her meeting 

up with the two toms, she'd know what the dream meant. Cloudleaf stood up shakily and 

walked out of the den.

"Sounds like a sign from StarClan," Aspensky murmured. StarClan?! Cloudleaf groaned inwardly. 

"I would take it seriously if I were you." The black she-cat added, her gaze sharp and set on the 

white she-cat. Cloudleaf nodded miserably. "Take what seriously?" The pure white amber-eyed 

apprentice, Adderpaw, entered the den. "Nothing, just a dream." Aspensky murmured to her 

apprentice. "I got more burdock root, 'thought we might need it. Yarrowlight said her ear was 

hurting, it could've got infected from those rats that invaded camp." Adderpaw mewed. The 

black medicine cat nodded, "Possibly, you should go and lather the juice on it." Aspensky shot 

Cloudleaf a glance. She was most likely trying to rid the apprentice so they could keep talking, 

"I'll just go," the white she-cat dipped her head before walking out of the den. Cloudleaf had to 

eat something to get all this stress off her mind. As she padded over to the fresh-kill pile, the 

apprentice Squirrelpaw headbutted her in the side on accident. "Hey!" Cloudleaf snapped, 

"Watch where you're going." "Sorry," the dark ginger she-cat apologized before pelting off again 

with Hazelpaw and Cloverpaw at her heels. Cloudleaf picked a salmon from the pile and began 

to eat in the shade of an oak...