WARNING! Should read AFTER you have finished Warriors, The Last Hope. SPOILERS
An Alternate Future
Chap 1
Jayfeather was in the medicine den, he was trying to check the stocks, the Clan would need supplies, it was getting dangresously close to leaf-fall, and they were low on almost everything. But it was hard for him to concentrate with Briarlight blabbering in the backround. As much as he hates to admit it to himself, he likes Briarlight. Its notymuch, but its a little tug that is more a like than a friend. Thank StarClan she wasnt able to go into battle with the Dark Forest. If she didnt come back, Millie would be devastated. Not to mention himself. "No, concentrate Jayfeather!" he thought angrily to himself. "Stop thinking about her! You are a medicine cat! You can't mate! Get over her! Concentrate!Its not you liek her THAT much!" He was getting an earsplitting headache from her blabbering. "Briarlight! Please! You'll scare off all the prey from here to WindClan with your yowling!" he always covers up his real emotions with open hostility to other cats. He couldn't let anybody, not even Lionblaze, see his real thoughts and emotions.
"Sorry, Jayfeather." Briarlight says sheeplishly, but she goes right back to chattering like a stream. Jayfeather sighs to himself. He decides, that if he doesnt want to get an even worse headache than what he has, he can go look for herbs now. "Briarlight, I'll be back. If anybody comes in here looking for me, tell them I went out, and that they can wait, but if its really serious, send a patrol or something to find me." says Jayfeather grumpily. "But Jayfeather.." Jayfeather cuts her off stubornily, "Briarlight, trust me." growls Jayfeather. He then pads out of the medicine den, but walks out too quickly and catches his paw in a bramble trail and falls.
He feels dozens of eyes on him, and his pelt starts to burn.
"Jayfeather!" squeals a voice. Its his little nephew, Sunkit. He was his brothers son, along with Cinderhearts. He looks like a minitare version of Lionblaze, except for one peculiar thing: He had neither Lionblaze's nor Cinderherart's eyes. Instead, he had extemely bright green eyes. Not amber, not blue. Green. Other than that, he was clearly Lionblazes son.
"Jayfeather!" He can sense a little body scurrying up to him. "Jayfeather! Oh I'm sorry, am I in the way?" he keeps pouring out questions, not letting Jayfeather even answer the last question, thats how fast he spews them out.
"Sunkit!" Jayfeather growls, finally able to regain his foscuse enough to sit up. "I am fine." He snarls through a clenched jaw. "S-sorry Ja-Jayfeather!" Sunkit squeaks. As much as the little scrap is annoying, you just can't help but feel bad. Even Jayfeather feels bad. He shakes the feeling of pity off. He has other things to attend to. When he gets up and pads away, Sunkit is still squeaking apoligies. Jayfeather quickly spins on his heel, stalks up to Sunkit, nose to nose, and says "Sunkit, I have other things to worry about, other than a kit with a sore throat if he dosent shut up." A chorus of suprised gasps comes from around he hollow. Jayfeather whips around. He can sense every cat look away from him. He pads around,trying look each and every cat in the eyes,but its kinda hard when you're blind. Also he decides that some were really uncomfortable, and he decided that he should lay-off a was actually being nice?He finally rounds back to Sunkit, but can sense a tiny little body beside him. Must be Moonkit. Now, Moonkit looks exactly like Cinderheart, but her fur much lighter, but with dark, almost black, stripes and grey eyes. Like moons, as the name clearly states.
"Jayfeather? Whats wrong?" Moonkit asks, actually seeming to care what he replied. Jayfeather sighs heavily. "Nothing. Just, nothing." Moonkit could obviously see that something was wrong. But she decided not to press any further. "Ok. Have fun collecting herbs!" How did she know that he was leaving? Did she overhear him talking to Briarlight? But she must've been in the nursery! He pushes it to the back of his thoughts. It started to snow, so he should leave sooner than later, unless he wanted to dig through a layer of snow and get his paws half frozen off.