Everything's Changing... (WARRIORS AU) CHAPTER 6

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"So what herbs are we looking for again?" Leafpool looked back at Kestrelflight trotting behind her and Jayfeather. "Any herbs we can gather. We're going to need them, you know." "I know, but, what do you think are the more important herbs?" The mottled tom asked. She heard a snort and Mothwing said, "Are you mouse-brained? She said grab as many as you could." "Mothwing, that's not very nice," Leafpool said to the large golden tabby. "What do you care?" She growled and pushed past the she-cat, trotting off. "Jeez, what's with her?" Jayfeather scoffed. "You'd be grumpy too if YOU'RE apprentice got kidnapped by your dead brother," Leafpool told her son, giving him a playful nudge. Jayfeather scowled and said, "You mean grumpier?" Leafpool laughed and gave him a lick on the ear. Her son was had the attitude of a badger, but he had personality! She heard Mothwing meow in distress, and Leafpool bounded towards her friend to see what was wrong. She looked down into a ditch, where a young, lithe calico tom lay, scratched and battered. "Good gracious!" Littlecloud cried. "He's about as old as an apprentice, don't the Dark Forest cats have any morals?" "But he's a loner," Kestrelflight said. "Why would they kill a rogue?" "He's not dead," Mothwing growled, and hopped down and started to sniff him. "He's still breathing, and he has a heartbeat. But its faint, I'll take him back to our hideout." Mothwing scooped up the tiny cat in her jaws. "Now?" Leafpool meowed. "But-" "I'll come back later," she hissed. "I need to get him some help or he'll die!" "Hes just a rogue, for the love of all that's good!" Jayfeather snarled. "So you'd rather us deny are duty as medicine cats and leave him to die?" Jayfeather shut his mouth. "That's what I thought," Mothwing growled, then bounded away, carrying the kit in her jaws. The four cats stared after the beautiful tabby until Jayfeather said, "Well, THAT happened." While the others moved ahead, Leafpool felt sympathy for the RiverClan medicine cat. She had just lost her apprentice, and was probably feeling the same emotions she had when she lost... Leafpool gulped, trying to hold back tears. Hollyleaf. Her daughter. Leafpool sighed and trotted on after her acquaintances. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Leafpool padded into the clearing behind the moonpool that the Clans decided would be the current medicne den. She wasn't surprised to see Mothwing curled around the little calico tom they found in the woods. The tom's leg was wrapped in what looked like a splint, and his wounds had been cleaned. Laying next to the two was a plump mouse. "Aren't you going to eat your fresh-kill?" Leafpool asked Mothwing. The tabby glared up at her. "Its for him," she snarled. "For when he wakes up." Leafpool stifled a smile. She found it amusing that a big, grumpy cat like her put so much faith in the little kit to rise. Leafpool nodded to her and sorted out the herbs she managed to gather. Every now and then, she would look up to see Mothwing still curled around the lithe kit, whispering to him and grooming his fur to wake him up. "I take it your going to stay here tonight?" Leafpool purred. Mothwing nodded. Just then, Crowfeather trotted into the clearing and said, "Leafpool? I need to speak with you." Mothwing hissed at him and pulled the calico closer to her. Leafpool shot her a glare and said to Crowfeather, "Of course, what is it?" Crowfeather kneaded his paws, as if he was nervous. "Well, I was thinking..." He paused and continued, "Since, well, the Clans are probably going to stay here, I was thinking..." "Spit it out, for the love of god!" Mothwing snapped. "That you would want to be my mate again?" Crowfeather finished.