Hello readers, let me welcome you to another Warriors story. So this is based on my favorite cat, Jayfeather, as he struggles through life after The Last Hope, or something like that. So enough of my babbling, let stop talking so you can enjoy the story. XD

I do not own Warriors.

Clearing the Fog

Jayfeather sat down inside the medicine cat's den as he arranged the different kinds of herbs. He moved his paw to each one of them, placing one in a corner and another in a different corner, until the mix of herbs became an organized group. The sounds of cat doing their duties could be hear echoing through his den, but he paid no attention to them. He never did pay attention to them, unless they needed his help, which was the only time they needed him. That thought annoyed him slightly, but he knew that it was his duty as a medicine cat, to help others and expect nothing in return.

But sometimes he wished that faith went differently. He always thought of what would happen if he wasn't a medicine cat. Well he knew the answer that would be him being a terrible warrior, because of his blindness, but he wondered what would happen if he wasn't blind?

Would he become a warrior who caught huge prey and run around the forest? Who fought side by side with his clan mates, instead of sitting in the sidelines during a battle? To be with a loving mate, instead of being grumpy.

Many cats always think that the reason Jayfeather was grumpy was because it's just the way he is, born to live grump. But the truth was, it's because he felt lonely.

Being a medicine cat prevented him from having a mate and the only cat he loved was taken away from him because of a prophecy. It left him alone and sad, with no one by his side other than the herbs that surrounded him.

Although he couldn't see, he could always sense the love of mates who sat together and that always made him jealous. The thought of cat, like his brother, having mates and him having nothing made him angry sometimes. 'Why those my brother have a mate?' He though once. 'Did I not fight as hard as him during the battle against the Dark Forest?'

But he hid these thoughts inside, knowing that it was not right of him to get angry against them. It was no one's fault why he ended up like that. So he hid his emotions, leaving it locked up inside.

Jayfeather continued to arrange the herbs, when he noticed that there was something wrong with them. So he gently pawed at the piles and noticed that something was missing. After double-checking, in case he was wrong, the piles he verified that his supply of it was used up.

So he gently stood up and padded towards the entrance of the den. Although he was blind, his other senses helped him move around. He sensed his surroundings, preventing him from bumping to anything or anybody.

"Where you going?" A curious voice asked, from near the entrance.

So Jayfeather stopped to hear the sound of something dragging. It was Briarlight.

Ever since her accident, which paralyzed her lower body, Briarlight has been living inside the medicine cat's den with him. She usually helped him around, carrying herbs and treating some patient, since she had nothing else to do. Like him, she had a disability that would prevent her from being a warrior.

Over time she grew thankful for helping her go through with her disability, since he created exercises for her, and she usually repaid him by acts of friendliness.

Much to the medicine cats dismay, since he found friendliness like that annoying. But that doesn't mean he didn't appreciate any of it and he is always thankful for all she does for him. In a way, she was the only friend he could open up to, but he never told her that.

"I'm just going to get some catmint…" He said. "…our supply is out."

"Oh can I join?" She asked excitedly, she always liked going out of camp.

"No…" He said plainly. "…I want you here in case someone needs a torn pulled out of their paw."

"Fine." She said rolling her eyes. "You never let me join you." She then dragged herself back to the nest as Jayfeather padded out of the den.

Jayfeather could sense activity all over the camp as patrols left and arrived and apprentices cleaned nest. He padded towards the entrance, moving towards it without a problem, when he suddenly sensed someone blocking his way.

"Where do you think you're going?" A voice asked. Jayfeather recognized it as the voice of his brother, Lionblaze.

"Out to get some catmint, mom." He said jokingly. The fast that Lionblaze always wanted ro know where he was annoyed him and he sometimes wished that he just left him alone.

"Okay and who is coming with you?"

"No one, I'm just going on my own."

"On your own, but its dangerous out there. Some of the patrols have been seeing two-legs getting nearer and nearer our camp an…"

"Don't worry I'm not going that far. I'm just going to the nearby patch of catmint."

Lionblaze looked at him with an unsure face before shaking his head. "I'm sorry Jayfeather, but I can't risk it. I'm coming with you."

Jayfeather tried to hold back a growl as he gave him an annoyed look. "Lionblaze!" He hissed. "I'm not a kit, I can perfectly handle myself. I know this part of the forest, just as any cat from ThunderClan." He then turned around and started padding away, as fast as he can.

"Jayfeather wait!" Lionblaze called out, but it was too late, Jayfeather was already out of camp and Lionblaze knew better to argue with Jayfeather when he was angry.

"Who does he think he is, always treating me like a kit?" Jayfeather grumbled to himself as he padded through the forest. The earlier conversation he had with Lionblaze made him furious and he didn't notice that he was going further than he should have. Right now, he just wanted to vent away the anger.

As he continued to walk in anger, the sudden sound of rustling leaves alerted him and he immediate stopped. His ear perked up as he tried to listen to his surrounding, trying to find where the sound came from.

"Who's there?" He hissed. "Show yourself!"

Then there was more rustling coming from behind him as he heard loud paw steps heading for him. He unsheathed his claws, hoping to fight back whoever or whatever was there, but before he could react to the nearest sound, of paw steps, he was lifted in the air.

"Ahhh…" He yowled as he frantically swung his paw in the air. He could feel something holding him in the sides and wondered what it was.

So he scented the air, and smelled a familiar scent. Two-legs.

Fear soon shot through his body as he tried to wiggle himself out of their grasp while flinging his unsheathed claw to no avail.

"Help!" He cried out. "I'm being captured by two-legs! Lionblaze help!"

Dun, dun dun. Well that's the first chapter, I hope you all enjoyed it. You can let me know be reviewing, so please do. With that said I having nothing else to say than: as always see you in the next chapter.