"Rainflash!" the aggravated yowl rings over the moorland of StarClan, as a gray-and-black tabby she-cat flies over a stream, her back paws slipping in. She yelps and then continues hurriedly, her two companions following. "Rainflash!" a dark gray tom with amber eyes stands on the hill above them, tail lashing.
"Nettlestar?!" the gray tabby froze. He sighed and walked down, til he was next to her. He sat down, wrapping his ragged tail around his paws. "You don't need to steal here." he lifted a paw, then set it down. His amber eyes blazed. "Go catch a squirrel, a fish, a rabbit for – well, for StarClan's sake." he finished quietly, bowing his head.
Rainflash, the gray-and-black tabby padded forward, sitting down beside him. "And why do you need those herbs, anyway?" Rainflash stiffened, then glanced away guiltily. Then she straightened, flattening her ears and her green eyes flicked to the ragged brown tom's amber ones and away.
"They aren't for me." she meowed quietly.
The red-and-cream she-cat gasps, her dark green eyes reflecting her shock. "You're going to tell him?" she sits, curling her checkered tail close to her chest as she stared in almost fear.
The pale ginger tom stands close to her, eyes protective. Raggedstar looks up, ears pricking. "Tell me what, Redstrike? Tell me what? Willowfang?" he meows, turning to the cream tom Rainflash. She unsheathed a claw and drug to through the damp peat next to the stream. The stars glittered above them, twinkling down with warm flashes. She looked up at her best friends and nodded.
"Yes, Redstrike, I am." she turns to the tom standing at her left and starts to speak. "One day, I, er, just happened to be around the Looking-Pool, when I heard a kit crying. I went over to the Pool and saw a . . . dying kit." Rainflash's ears were pinned to her head and she turned away, squeezing her eyes shut. Then, seeming to gather her courage, she finished. "I went and got her." Nettlestar gasped, his amber eyes wide.
"Rainflash, you didn't!"
The gray tabby returns his look fiercely, growling a bit.
"She was dying, Nettlestar! A kit, in pain! The warrior code says to protect and defend all kits, even if they aren't in our clan." the brown tom dipped his head, and stepped back. "Continue."
"I got her and she's living in the oak forest right now. That's why I needed the herbs. She's got claw-marks all over her." a tear slipped down her cheek and the pale ginger stepped forward, his blue eyes wide.
"Rainflash?" he questioned, ready to leap to her defense. Rainflash sniffed and stood, dipping her head to Nettlestar.
"We have a kit to tend to, Nettlestar. See you later." and with a flick of her black and gray tail, she was gone, her two best friend's with her.
"Oh, Rainflash. What have you done?"
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