Disclaimer; I do not own Warriors.

If the plot of this story is similar to any other story you have read, or the names of the characters in this story have been read elsewhere in Fanfiction, it is purely coincidental.

A/N: The only kind of criticism welcome is the constructive kind. Enjoy the story!

Chapter One

Brambletalon rushed to her leader's den. "Snowfern is so ill, she can't stand," she gasped.

"No! If my deputy's sick, who's going to organize the patrols?." Moonstar rose to her feet, but sat back down with an "ow!"

"Not you too!" Brambletalon cried in mock desperation.

"No, I'm not sick, there's a thorn in my paw." Apparently, Moonstar hadn't noticed her act.

"Oh." Brambletalon glanced out of the den to make sure that the perfectly healthy deputy was no where near the high ledge.

"I'm tired, can you ask Foxpelt to bring me something to help me sleep? Great!. Go, and tell only Foxpelt that I have a thorn in my paw, I do not want the Clan panicking." Moonstar said.

Brambletalon hesitated, then nodded. She bounded to the medicine den and skidded to a halt in front of Foxpelt. "Er- Moonstar wants something to help her sleep. And she has a thorn in her paw. For some reason, she thinks the whole Clan will panic if they find out."

"They will."

"What?" Brambletalon said with a look of confusion.

"You will discover that in time. Go ahead, tell them." Foxpelt picked up a poppy head and gave it to Brambletalon. "Tell Moonstar that Snowfern is going on a trip with my apprentice to find a rare herb. It should take about half a moon. And they will be leaving as soon as they eat the traveling herbs I'm preparing and talk to Moonstar."

Brambletalon padded out of the den. "Moonstar has a thorn in her paw!"

The cats immediately started to panic. "What will we do if our beloved leader bleeds?"

Brambletalon bounded through the panicking clearing and bumped straight into Sageleaf, a silver she-cat with green eyes. "Sorry, everyone's acting so weird I was distracted."

"It's fine, nothing to worry about." Sageleaf narrowed her eyes. "Who's that for?" She flicked her tail at the herbs.

"Oh, er- Moonstar has been having some trouble sleeping, so Foxpelt asked me to take this to her."

"Ah. Yeah, everyone is acting strange." She padded away.

Brambletalon let out a sigh of relief. She wasn't the only sane cat. She padded into Moonstar's den and made her eat the poppy seeds.

"I don't need those, I've got duties to attend to!"

"I thought you wanted to sleep."

"No!"

"Oh well, I guess I'll just have to go tell Foxpelt that you refuse to eat your herbs." She started out of the den, but Moonstar stopped her. "Wait, I'll eat the herbs, don't tell Foxpelt!" Her eyes were pleading.

No one liked eating herbs, but if anyone was reported refusing to eat them, Foxpelt would force them to eat the herbs. It was quite funny, when you weren't the victim.

Brambletalon turned back to Moonstar, who was gulping down the few poppy seeds she had given her. Pleased that her trick had worked, she said, "I can't believe that actually worked."

Moonstar looked at her with an expression of horror. "You tricked me?" she growled. "Go check the elders for ticks, and if you find any, get some mousebile from Foxpelt. Now."

Brambletalon bowed her head. Tricking cats into eating their herbs came with a price. "Yes, Moonstar. Oh, and I almost forgot, Foxpelt told me to to tell you that Snowfern is going to go find a rare herb with Mosspaw. The trip should take about half a moon. Also, they will be leaving as soon as they eat traveling herbs and talk to you."

"They'll have to wait until I wake up after my nap to talk. And I thought Snowfern was sick."

"Uh… what are you talking about?" she said innocently.

"Oh well, I guess I was imagining things," Moonstar said sleepily.

Brambletalon padded out of Moonstar's den looking smug.

"What's got you looking so happy?" Sageleaf asked as she emerged, blinking in the sunlight.

"I tricked Moonstar into eating her poppy seeds by pretending I was going to tell Foxpelt that she wasn't eating them. It worked, but

when she found out, it came with the price."

"Let me guess… apprentice duties."

Brambletalon nodded.

"And not just any apprentice duties, you have to do the elders ticks."

Brambletalon nodded again.

An evil gleam appeared in Sageleaf's eyes. "I'm going to get a long laugh out of this one. Moonstar put you on apprentice duties just for making her eat her herbs, and that's a worse punishment than any that you got for your worst pranks! Hah!" She walked away, still laughing.

Brambletalon walked to the medicine den, head down, tail drooping.

"Huh?" Foxpelt said as Brambletalon entered the den.

"I need some mouse bile."

"Uh-huh." Foxpelt gave her a stick with mouse bile-soaked moss speared on top, then got back to sorting herbs.

Brambletalon padded to the elder's den, but halfway there, she stopped. Mouse bile… on a stick. This time the evil glint appeared in her eyes. Soon, Moonstar would pay for giving her this punishment, in one of the worst pranks that she had ever planned in her entire life so far.

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