Leaves in Twilight 2
Leafkit yawned and opened his eyes. after his odd nightmare the night before he had slept soundly, dreaming of butterflies and squirrels. He blinked in confusion, this was not where he had fallen asleep. He wasn't in the nursery anymore, he was outside the elders den, several foxlenghths away!
"What?" He mewed softly. The sun had only barely begun to rise, leaving much of the camp in shadows, but the dawn patrol was just beginning to leave. They didn't seem to notice or care that he had apparently been sleeping at the entrance to the elders den.
"How did I get here?" He squeaked. One of the warriors, Ravenfether, seemed to notice his distress and crossed the camp to stand beside him.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly, wrapping his long, jet black tail around the confused kit comfortingly. Leafkit looked up at the black and silver tom and smiled weakly.
"I'm okay, but do you know how I got here?" He mewled. Ravenfeather froze, odd gray/blue eyes wide with worry.
"You walked here, remember? I said good morning and you ignored me. Are you sure you're okay?" The older tom mewed calmly, staring intently into Leafkit's eyes.
"I-" Leafkit paused. "My head hurts..." the ginger and white kit squeaked as he was picked up by his scruff. Ravenfeather half carried, half dragged him to the medicine den in a few leaps.
"Nightflower!" He mewed, hoping the medicine cat was awake. A pale gray tabby she-cat with ice blue eyes and white paws peaked out of the den, seeing the worried Ravenfeather and dazed Leafkit.
"Raven, what's going on?" She asked, touching noses with her brother briefly before crouching to inspect Leafkit.
"I don't know, you're the healer! He was up and walking around just fine, but collapsed by the elders den and now he can't remember stuff." The dark tom mewed worriedly.
"Well, leave him with me, I'll figure this out. Your patrol is waiting for you." Nightflower said, glancing toward the camp entrance where a small group of cats sat patiently.
"...Okay." Ravenfeather said, still staring down at Leafkit, he turned slowly then sprinted to where the rest of the patrol was waiting. Nightflower picked Leafkit up, despite his protests that he could walk, and carried him to an empty nest in the den. There was only one other occupant, a thin elder who had been in and out of the medicine den twelve times in the past three moons, many of the warriors were worried that she wouldn't last much longer.
"Leafkit, can you remember anything before Ravenfeather talked to you?" Nightflower mewed softly while checking the kit for injuries or signs of illness.
"No, I thought I had just woken up. Am I sick?" Leafkit asked
"You don't seem sick, but I'm going to keep you here for a while to make sure. Does any thing hurt? Do you feel dizzy or disoriented?"
"What does 'disoriented mean?"
"It means that it's hard to tell directions"
"Oh. Well, my head kind of hurts, but I'm not dizzy or the other thing." Leafkit mewed.
"Hmm... are you sure nothing strange happened before you woke up?"
"N-" Leafkit froze, remembering his strange nightmare, could it have something to do with this? "No, i don't think so." He mumbled. It was just a dream, it couldn't hurt him. He shouldn't bother her about it. Nightflower nodded and padded further into the den to the place where she kept most of her herbs. She returned quickly, carrying a poppy seed on a small leaf.
"Here, eat this and go back to sleep, I need some time to think about this." She mewed, placing the leaf beside him. He obediently ate the tiny seed and curled up in the moss.
Leafkit sneezed, a bit of grass was tickling his nose. He sat up, eyes wide, as he realized where he was.
"The Twilight Forest..." he squeaked, horrified.
"Yes, little one, you are back." A rough voice purred. "I'm sorry for my horrible behavior last time, being around that foxheart upsets me." Grayspots said. Leafkit winced as he tried to stand up, his shoulder burned like fire.
"Shh, don't get up. That adder really messed you up, little one." Grayspots moved into his vision and curled up on the slightly damp ground. "Besides, we don't want that foxhearted mousebrain to find us."
"You mean Auntie?" Leafkit mewed, confused. The gray she-cat frowned.
"Yes. Now Leafkit, you need to know something. Neither of us could explain before, and since she's not here to interrupt i'm going to explain my way." Grayspots took a moment to clear her throat while Leafkit glanced around the makeshift den he had woken up in.
"Ehem. Long ago, me, your grandmother and Whitetail had just become warriors. Now, she'll disagree with me if I tell you the truth, so I'll be neutral. One of us *cough*Whitetail*cough, cough* decided that being a warrior wasn't enough. She wanted power." Grayspots snorted at that last bit. "Should've listened to the elders stories. Anyway, she betrayed the clans and made a deal with the Dark forest. They would hide her from Starclan's view, along with her sister to keep them from guessing. They were too scared that they would punish the innocent sister to do anything about it besides warning the clans. In the end there was a battle, the two sisters killed each other, and because Starclan didn't know who was evil and who was good they sent both here to wait for you. You are our judge, our executioner, and hopefully our key out of here." Grayspot's unblinking yellow eyes bored into his, as if daring him to question the validity of her story. Leafkit had heard this story before, but he had only been a few weeks old then, an elder had told it to him. The one who was currently sleeping in the nest beside his.
"Leafkit?" Grayspots hissed, her tail lashing. "Are you awake?"
"Oh, yes, sorry. What did you say?" He answered.
"Good. This is the most important part. Both me and 'Auntie' can temporarily... well... possess you. That's what happened this morning." She mewed.
"...what?!"
