Medicine Cats Den

A cave with a small pool of water in it.

The cream and gray hued she-cat padded out of her nest and stood to face Goosetail, looking him over. Peachwhisker twitched her ears at the mention of FireClan, but stayed silent until she'd completely examined the Maine Coon warrior. "Do you feel any pain?" She asked, her expression blank.

Snakeheart stumbled into the den with heathercloud at his side. his eyes burning with hatered for Fireclan "that miserable pox of a leader scratched Heathercloud, if i meet her on the battlefeild she will feel the anger of my claws". as usual he spoke in his own cant. though he hoped that by now most of the other cats could understand him.

"You're alright, go do what warriors do." She meowed, then turned to Snakeheart, looked him up and down then remembered what he had said earlier. "Bring her in then." The she-cat said, her eyes bright. "I can't help her if I can't see her."

He nodded then said to Goosetail "dont hate oceanclan, hate Skyclan and Fireclan... they were the ones who broke the warrior code, they were the ones who went out to slaughter". his own brown eyes gilttered with loathing of the two clans he had mentioned "hopefully Eaglestar will send an attack out against them soon". his tail lashed "i shot gun sinking my claws into Yukistars ugly face". he sat down and waited for heathercloud.

Snakeheart stood and padded over to heathercloud, he smiled kindly at her. his affection for her burning in his bright eyes. he gave a twitch of his whiskers and smiled faintly. "are you ok heathercloud?" he asked with much concern.

Snakeheart purred and trotted out heading for the gathering after giving a raucaous yowl for his apprentice. he began bounding along
-four trees

Peachwhisker watched Snakeheart leave and immediately touched her paw to Heathercloud's belly as she grabbed a few herbs with the other one. The cream and gray she-cat gestured for Heathercloud to eat one of the herbs then started rubbing a pulp of the remaining ones onto the gashed eye after she licked it clean.

"You're expected about four kits, I'd guess. And they'll be coming soon! I just don't know why they're so small..." The Medicine Cat was skeptical, then said, "She can go to the Gathering. Hurry along."

-Fourtrees

This was bad, very very bad. The Medicine Cat thought to herself as she paced in her den. She'd just returned from the Half Moon Meeting and StarClan's message to her prickled every hair on her pelt. Peachwhisker was still debating what to tell Eaglestar, and she needed to act like nothing was wrong around other clanmates.