Hey Wolf master here, this is my first story so no flames please.

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors or the Warriors cats but I do own Sagemind, Emeraldkit Rubykit, and Saphirekit.

Chapter 1: Daily Pains

Light came into the Medicine cats den, warming his fur.

"Mmmmrrrr" Jayfeather moaned and stood up and stretched.

"Morning Jayfeather," Briarlight meowed as she padded up to him. Ever since Millie's twolegs found her and fixed her legs, she had been a lot happier.

"Morning, how's Mousewhisker?" Jayfeather asked.

"Good, his pads are better," she replied. "Thornclaw keeps fussing over me exploring."

"Why wouldn't he? He's worried about you and his kits." Jayfeather meowed, "I'm surprised you can explore with those kits slowing you down." It was true, Thornclaw and Briarlight had become mates, and she was pregnant with 5 kits.

"If we had kits, just think about how brave they would be." Jayfeather's expression grew dim and he turned his face to the ground, Half Moon the thought of the she cat he loved pained his soul, I'm sorry I could have stayed , I had the power but I didn't use it, I'm so sorry.

"Jayfeather, are you ok?" Briarlight asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he replied.

"Ok and for the record I'm not fat or clumsy, you can't see so you really don't know." Briarlight meowed. Jayfeather let a murmur of laughter leave his maw. After which he left his den to collect herbs. He quickly detected Lionblaze shuffling along; his paws didn't even leave the ground. Ever since Cinderheart left him he'd been so depressed. Rarely doing anything but sleep, eat, and cry. He spoke so rarely some cats said he had a 30 word per day limit. Not even the occasional visit from Cinderheart cheered him up; in fact, it did the exact opposite. Poor Lionblaze, Jayfeather thought. I know how you feel brother, only I never had a chance to be with my love. Jayfeather padded on, out into the forest.

He was at his herb patch by the abandoned twoleg place. He just finished collecting the necessary catmint, when a familiar sadness hit his nose. A stream of sadness that branched with many pools and puddles feeding it. Leafpool.

Jayfeather spun and the scent suddenly was moving fast. He dashed off in pursuit.

I'm not letting you go feed your sadness mother, Jayfeather thought. We've made this river wide enough. No more feeding the pools. He pelted forward and dashed onto a ledge. With a small yowl, he pounced, knocking Leafpool into the over growth.

"What are you doing?" Leafpool yowled. She looked up at her son. A small wave of sadness washed over Jayfeather.

"Stopping you from hurting yourself more," Jayfeather growled. "You can't keep doing this to yourself, its only deepening your pain." Leafpool was silent for a heartbeat then mewed

"I know, but I feel it's the only way to get rid of the emptiness." Jayfeather's blind eyes stared at her for a second.

"Going to the Windclan boarder and hoping he'll come won't do that, it will come back later. It's like with herbs, poppy seeds remove the pain from an injury, but it will come back if not treated."

"Then what's the treatment for a shattered heart?" She asked. Jayfeather hesitated.

"Time," He replied.

"Time? Time?" She meowed, shock in her voice. "Time doesn't fix something that has been broken into a thousand pieces! Time doesn't mend something that has been shattered over and over and over again!" Her voice was quaking. Pain filled her eyes faster than a flood. "I can't be fixed Jayfeather, I've been b-broken t-too many times, and n-n-none of the pieces are being p-put back t-t-together! I've become addicted to it and none of it is being returned!" Leafpool spun and dashed off back towards camp, her sobs echoed after her. Jayfeather stood there in shock and puzzlement. What did she mean by she's addicted? Jayfeather pondered. He shrugged it off and returned to camp.

Around sunset, Jayfeather was going through his herb storage.

"Hey Jayfeather," a voice came from behind him, he smelled Cinderheart. Without turning around, he meowed.

"Hey Cinderheart, why are you here?" Not stopping his work.

"I want to know what happened to Lionblaze, is he sick and if so with what?" Cinderheart meowed, her voice showed concern. But Jayfeather didn't buy it. He spun around straying a few herbs around in the air.

"Like you don't know what wrong, you just keep trying to bring us down don't you. You're a piece of work Cinderheart." Jayfeather growled, his blind eyes bored into her pelt. Shocked she backed out of the Medicine Cats den. Maybe I was a bit harsh. Jayfeather thought.Banishing the thought from his mind he finished him count and curled up on his moss bed. Sleep soon came over him.

Jayfeather found himself surrounded by the forest of Starclan except there was a lot more fog. He stood in the clearing peering at the gap in the tall grass. Then a figure appeared and became a white cat with pools of green for eyes. Jayfeather's eyes widened and he gasped.

"H-H-Half Moon?"