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The wind outside howled like a wolf as a snow white she-cat stared past the long strands of lichen that were doing nothing to block the cold from pouring through her den's entrance. She just sat there quietly, listening to her clan's worried and frightened murmurs that were coming from inside their own dens. The she-cat shivered as she glared at the blizzard furiously. ThunderClan is strong in numbers, that much is true, but we are not strong in health as of now. It's because of this cursed storm that green cough has started to sneak its way into our camp like a weasel. It's been going on for what I suspect is three dawns, and it doesn't look like it'll let up anytime soon. The she-cat growled as she got up from her place at the den entrance and started pacing back and forth. StarClan, please help us out of this dark time. We desperately need to hunt; we've practically no food left for the elders and nursing queens. Cats will begin to die if they don't get any nutrition to ward off this dreadful disease.
"Snowstar!" a male voice called loudly. The white cat's sea-green eyes shot towards the hanging lichen once more, her ear pricked and tail twitching.
"Snowstar, it's Hollyfire! Come to my den, quickly! I'd like to talk with you." the tom called even louder, urgency made certain in his voice.
"I'm coming, Hollyfire, hold on." Snowstar replied, poking her head through the plants. She had to squint her eyes to keep the blistering snow from stinging them as she searched for the elder's den. Once she located the large tree log, she padded towards it. Keeping her pace, she went around and into her clan's medicine den. She shook herself to keep the snow from wetting her long pelt.
"I think it's colder than yesterday, wouldn't you agree?" Hollyfire pointed out as he picked through his dwindling supply of herbs. He then turned and walked toward one of the multiple nests in his den that held Lionflight, one of the clan's warriors. The golden tabby tom shivered and coughed in response as Hollyfire prodded the warrior with his nose. The old medicine cat then set the dried leaves next to Lionflight. The warrior glanced at the herbs and wordlessly consumed them as the tortoiseshell tom watched.
"How are you feeling?" the tom asked kindly.
"Like mouse dung." Lionflight rasped after swallowing the last leaf. Snowstar purred with amusement. "I'm not feeling better, but I'm not feeling worse, either, so I guess that's good news." he reported before curling back up.
Hollyfire turned to face the clan leader. "He caught green cough a few hours after this blizzard started. Fortunately, his case isn't as severe as it can be." Hollyfire said in a reassuring voice, seeing the worried expression on her face.
"Is your supply of… what is it?"
"Catmint?"
"Yes, that… is your supply plentiful incase we get anymore cases?" Snowstar interrogated. Hollyfire's silence was her answer. She sighed.
"I'm beginning to fear the worse, old friend. This is probably the worst leafbare we've had to date." Snowstar took a seat next to Hollyfire as she bowed her head, a defeated look stitched into her features.
The older cat settled next to her and nuzzled her shoulder playfully. "Snowstar, I've known you since you were just a kit. In fact, I was at your kitting… as Bramblefoot's apprentice." the tom purred. "I watched you grow into a fine warrior, and then you were chosen to be deputy. Before I knew it, I was the clan's medicine cat with my own apprentice, and you became our new leader."
Snowstar smiled as she raised her head and looked at the tortoiseshell tom. "Where are you going with this?" she asked.
"If there's one thing I've learned from watching you grow it's that you'll always find the answer to every question brought to your attention. I know you'll find the answer to this question of your clan's survival as well." the old tom smiled as he tried to cheer up his long-time friend.
"Thank you, Hollyfire. You wisdom has comforted me." Snowstar licked the medicine cat's shoulder respectfully. "I have another question, however… Have you received any messages from our ancestors lately?"
Hollyfire's feature then changed, making him look like a younger cat. "Oh, yes! That's what I wanted to share with you!" he said, purring at his own forgetfulness.
"What did our ancestors show you?" Snowstar questioned, her eyes bright with hope.
"They showed me a vision. It was raining, and then, a red fox with green eyes broke through the downpour, almost as if it were parting it like a curtain. The shower stopped, and the fox looked at a black wolf with fangs and hazel eyes. They lunged at each other, and then the wolf disappeared when the fox came in contact with it."
Snowstar stared at the tom, shock slowly incasing the clan leader. Finally, she spoke. "But foxes and wolves are enemies to the four clans… how will either of them help us?"
"I do not know, Snowstar. I think we will find out soon, though."
Snowstar sighed before rising from her seat next to the medicine cat. "Very well then. I'm going to get Badgerfang to gather a border patrol. I wouldn't be surprised if those flea-bitten ShadowClan cats have trespassed onto ThunderClan territory during this time of weakness." With that, the she-cat padded over to the den entrance. "I know it's not wise to send a cat out into this weather, but-"
"I would do the same, Snowstar, and trust me, newleaf will come soon." Hollyfire smiled.
Snowstar returned the smile, and then she dashed toward the warrior's den to get Badgerfang.
Hollyfire bowed his head and closed his eyes. I mean no disrespect by questioning our warrior ancestors, but I hope you guys know what you're doing up there. he prayed before walking to his nest near the back of his den. He made his nest comfortable before lying down and trying to get some sleep. For the sake of the four clans of this forest, I hope we find this fox soon.