Rosekit listened to her sister's steady breathing as she felt her mother's belly contract and expand as she breathed in her sleep. She wiggled in the moss nest. Her sister, Cloudkit, scowled. "I'm trying to sleep!" she meowed. Their mother, Moonriver, woke up. "Why don't you walk around camp, Rosekit?" she meowed drowsily as she licked Cloudkit's head. Rosekit sighed and padded into their camp. She silently padded through the stubby grass and looked into the rushing river beside her. She then looked at the warriors den and quickly ran away when she heard one of them move. She sat down and then glanced at the medicine den. It was two rocks that were pushed together. A gap was in the ceiling, letting the sun shine through. There were little cracks in the rocks where the medicine cat, Brambleberry, stored herbs of all kind. Sometimes, she secretly watched her sort through her herbs. She had no apprentice, and sometimes she wondered what it was like to be a medicine cat. The clan was growing worried, none of the kits had any interest in being a medicine cat. The clan was always looking for new warriors, but they did need a medicine cat. She wondered if she was destined to be a medicine cat sometimes and pictured herself sorting through herbs and picking thorns out of apprentices' paws. The clan started to wake up and she greeted Doveleaf. The leader rose to his paws. Suddenly she knew what was happening. She was becoming an apprentice! She looked at her mother who was grooming Cloudkit with fierce licks. The leader, Berrystar, jumped on the high rock. "ALL CATS OLD ENOUGH TO CATCH A FISH GATHER FIR A CLAN MEETING!" he yowled. The clan gathered