It all started with our deputy, Leafheart. She started acting strange when giving out patrols. My clanmates and I thought she might've eaten some herbs on accident or something, and we ignored it. That was a mistake.
Leafheart's first symptoms were the sounds she had been making. Odd, high pitched sounds that were close to mewls. At one point I tried talking to her, but she just hissed at me and continued with the noises.
I decided to go to Robinwing, the medicine cat. Maybe he could explain what was going on. I greeted him and told him about what was happening. He said it might be a fever and that he would go to Leafheart immidiatly. I should've known it was too late. I should've gone to Redstar and told him about what Leafheart was doing.
The sounds were weird, but what happened next was even crazier. Leafheart started to move around the camp. She just padded to one spot, sat down, got up, and padded to another and repeated the steps. Robinwing walked over to Leafheart and started nosig and murmuring to her.
I decided to take control, since the clan seemed to be panicking. I started to send out patrols. I did so and everyone was able to calm down.
That was when the outbreak began. I noticed three of my clanmates-Ripplepaw, Mousepaw, and Stormflower-were padding around making the same noises. My heart skipped beats. It had to be some sort of sickness. My clanmates also seemed to notice it.
Before I could do anything, I saw Redstar walking and making noises. I should've gone to him earlier. Why didn't I do that? He probably had gotten a sign from Starclan that could have helped us.
A few of my clanmates were freaking out, their fur fluffed up. I realized my tail was bushed out and my back was slightly arched. I tried to calm myself.
"Maybe we should leave..." Someone murmured. The patrols arrived, and they were ingokd spirits. Until they too saw what was happening. But the symptoms were getting worse. I saw Leafheart flexing her claws. She was going to attack Robinwing!
Ripplepaw yowled and bowled over one of my clanmates. I yowled and signaled for all of the uninfected warriorse to follow me. We sprinted out of the camp as fast as we could.
We all tried to figure out what was happening. It was some sort of outbreak. I saw that Splashfoot was making noises and growling. We would have to talk somewhere else and get away from Splashfoot.
We trekked far away. We only lost three others. There were ten of us left. Only ten. For some reason I felt that we hadn't gone far. Even so, we all sat down to rest. My laws were sore. So were the others'.
We spoke a little and discussed what had happened. We all agreed it was a plague. It was spreading, and no one could escape.
We split up. I went towards the mountains. Hopefully I would be safe there. I was so wrong.
Groups of cats lived there. The plague must have also affected them, for they had symptoms.
I should've known I would be affected soon. But it wasn't what I expected. It was like I was being controlled. The noises that I made were sounds I made without wanting to make them.
I had to escape. I was somehow able to get control of my paws. I was able to make it to a small pond. The water revived me. It made me feel pure again. I lived near the pond, living off of water voles and fish, hopig the plague wouldn't make it to where I was.
One day, someone came along. She was shivering and alone. Her fur was fluffed up, eyes wide. She was about six moons old. I took her in and taught her how to hunt.
Finally, I decided to tell her my story. Every single thing that had happened. It turned out that she was a kit in my clan. She was Frostkit. I felt bad that I hadn't recognized her. Now that I thought about it, she looked familier.
I gave Frostkit a cerimony. I named her Frostpaw. We lived together. But my days soon came to an end. I made her promise to stay alive and to stay away from the plague.
My name is Amberleaf, and this is the story of the plague.