Grasstail awoke to the moans of the one cat left in the medicine cat den.
'No...my den...' She still couldn't get use to the fact that her mentor died so early. 'A badger attack...while gathering supplies...what a way to go. But that vision...the prophecy...' Grasstail didn't know what the prophecy meant. How could a cat be born of two stars? Is it real stars...or is the prophecy more abstract? 'I can't worry about that now... I have a cat to tend to.'
"How are you doing, Redpaw?"
"A slight headache, but the pain in my paw is receding!"
"That's because it's healing. I'll give you a poppy seed to dull the pain and I will be back to treat the swelling."
"Yes, I have an important matter to bring up with Rainstar."
"What is it?"
"Redpaw... You know I can't tell you that..."
"Alright...go..." Grasstail gave Redpaw a couple of poppy seeds and then she went to find Rainstar. Grasstail pushed back the ferns that covered the opening of her den and was immediately confronted by a cat.
"Willowfern? This is a surprise... Why are you here?"
"I have suspicions of Nightkit."
"I can't help you with that right now. I have to bring something to Rainstar's attention. Anyways, what could possibly be wrong with Nightkit?"
"Come back to me at Sunhigh and we will talk about this then."
"Very well." Willowfern walked back to the nursery, obviously agitated. Grasstail padded over to Rainstar's den, passing the fresh kill pile. 'I'll get a squirrel after I talk to Rainstar.' Grasstail pushed back the ferns to Rainstar's den.
"Rainstar?" Grasstail mewed.
"I had a dream last night... I talked with Starclan cats..."
"Is it a prophecy, per chance?"
"Then what's the problem?" Rainstar mewed. She looked directly at Grasstail. Her blue eyes looked fierce.
"It's a certain line of the prophecy. It makes no sense."
"Tell me the prophecy." Rainstar looked to the ceiling of her den.
"A cat, born of two stars, will have the fate of the clans in it's paws." Rainstar looked over her shoulder at Grasstail with a quizzical look.
"...Born of two stars...?"
"I didn't get it either, could it be a cat from the stars..."
"Grasstail, your youth still shows. I'm sure a cat can't be formed from the stars."
"Then what about two Starclan cats?"
"Alright...I get it... Probably wouldn't happen..." Grasstail mewed. Rainstar dipped her head in agreement.
"What about...no...that wouldn't happen..."
"Tell me, Grasstail. It's worth hearing."
"What two leaders have a kit? You know, they are stars." Grasstail mewed in a matter-of-fact way. Rainstar's tail twitched.
"That could happen. But do you think such a powerful cat could be born of two leaders?"
"Thank you, Grasstail. Would you please excuse me?" Grasstail moved out of the way as Rainstar padded past her. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here for a clan meeting!" All the warriors, elders and apprentices gathered beneath the mound of where Rainstar stood. Grasstail padded out of the den to join them too. "I have gathered you here for something very important today. We have to apprentices ready to be warriors." Grasstail looked around and saw to young and gleaming cats getting washed by their mothers. There was a ginger Tom and a gray she-cat. "Sandpaw and Dawnpaw have been apprentices for awhile. They have finally been assessed and their mentors said they aced it. Sandpaw and Dawnpaw, will you both come forward?" The ginger Tom walked proudly to Rainstar while the gray she-cat was trying to get out of her mothers relentless washing.
"Mother! I have to go!"
"But Dawnpaw, I'm not done! You have to be perfect!"
"No mom, I don't!" Dawnpaw finally wrenched away from her mother and scurried up to Rainstar.
"Sandpaw, will you step forth?" Sandpaw stepped forward with pride. "I, Rainstar, leader of FireClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this apprentice. He has trained hard to under stand the ways of your noble code, and I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn. Sandpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" The young Tom looked up with fire in his eyes.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name: Sandpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Sandnose. StarClan honors your determination and your loyalty and we welcome you as a full warrior of FireClan." Rainstar rested her chin on Sandnose's shoulder and he licked her cheek. Sandnose backed away and Dawnpaw stepped forward. "I, Rainstar, leader of FireClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to under stand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Dawnpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" Dawnpaw's tail twitched nervously.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name: Dawnpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Dawntail. StarClan honors your intelligence and your enthusiasm and we welcome you as a full warrior of FireClan." Rainstar rested her chin on Dawntail's shoulder and she licked her cheek. The cats chanted the two new warriors names and then silently dispersed. "You two will sight vigil tonight and watch the camp. No talking." They both nodded and went to the freshkill pile. The sky was getting darker while Grasstail padded up to Rainstar.
"So about the prophecy-"
"Listen, Grasstail. We will talk about this tomorrow, I would like to think about this prophecy and get some rest. Please excuse me." And with that, Rainstar padded off to her den.
'She is hiding something. I know it.' Grasstail thought as she padded back to the medicine den. 'Our leader is hiding something.'