GUYS! I hope you liked the first chapter, even though it isn't the best I could do. Reviews, please?

lunarpaw: nope, you didn't miss it ;) it's in this chapter what's wrong with her. Thanks for the review :D

And erk. Idk why it's all underlined. It isn't on microsoft word. So just ignore it pls. sorry ):

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"Mothstar's growing weak," Remarked the handsome light-yellow tabby sat by the base of a rock. His companion, a brilliant red tabby, nodded her agreement.

"Yes. Her judgement is poor tonight - Leopardstorm, a mentor?"

The yellow tom sighed. "I would've liked to mentor Brindlepaw myself. What a challenge!"

"It's fine, Amberfang," Purred the red she-cat, rubbing her cheek against his. "You made a great mentor to Ivywing - AND Pinewhisker! It's no wonder Mothstar chose you as her deputy."

He nodded thoughtfully. "I wish I could put my paw on what Leopardstorm's about, though. He seems so… mysterious." Amberfang shivered, maybe because of the light breeze, maybe because of his thoughts.

The she-cat nodded, intertwining her tail with his. "Erm… Amberfang. H-how many lives does Mothstar have left, exactly?" She asked, cautiously.

Breathing heavily, he sighed, "I don't know, Redfeather. But I've seen her lose a good few lives. It's not good for her - she can be so reckless sometimes!" He sounded almost angry.

"Maybe she wasn't cut out to be a leader after all." Murmured Redfeather, her whiskers twitching gently.

Brindlepaw could smell Amberfang and Redfeather mewing together, but it was muffled, as if they were talking quietly. Crouching behind the rock, her ears were angled over to them as she listened in. As if it wasn't obvious that they were head-over-heels for each other, much as they pretended to the clan that they weren't. As if it wasn't obvious Redfeather would be a mother soon! Brindlepaw could sniff out her milk-scent a mile away. Whiskers twitching, as the conversation ebbed away, she wondered whether she should've heard that. Was Redfeather suggesting that Mothstar should never have become leader? But why would StarClan allow her to be, if she wasn't meant to be?

She was about to head to the apprentice's den to find Birchpaw and Dewpaw when she felt a rush of wind against her whiskers, and heard the pounding of paws against the ground, and felt the dust rise beneath her paws. Sniffing out the medicine cats, she guessed something was wrong. Already! It was barely leaf-fall. "Lilypaw!" She mewed as the apprentice rushed past. "Lilypaw, wait, what's going on?"

"Fishtail… ill… really bad!" Mewed the young cat breathlessly, before dashing off after Crystalvoice again. Her scent was smoggy with that of herbs, she was guessing to cure Fishtail. Fishtail was the oldest cat in ThunderClan, of course she was susceptible to diseases right now. But why had Crystalvoice and Lilypaw been so urgent? Barely heartbeats ago they'd been apprenticed! And Lilypaw was learning already! Sighing, Brindlepaw realised she'd probably not get to learn anything good. Being blind stopped her from doing so many things. And with Leopardstorm, Leopardstorm, the mighty, the fierce, the horrible as her mentor, how on earth would she cope?

"Hey, come on, Brindlepaw, I'll show you the new den," Purred a warm voice. She recognized it to be Reedpaw, Dewpaw's brother, who'd been apprenticed before her because of the accident. "Okay!" She agreed, allowing him to flick his tail round her neck. She padded across camp, following Reedpaw's musky scent, before they'd obviously arrived. The air was thick with scents of Birchpaw, and all the other apprentices.

"Hi, Brindlepaw!"

"Hey, Brindlepaw!"

She nodded, and asked, "Where… where's my nest?" Trying to keep the edge of worry from her voice, she desperately hoped that Mothstar would treat her just like a normal apprentice.

"Here." Purred Reedpaw. Her whiskers twitched gratefully, and she padded over to him. "There." He murmured, flicking his tail downwards. Her ears angled toward where the rush of wind went, and she sat down, trying to settle in in these strange environments.

"I wonder if Lilypaw will sleep in the apprentice den?" She thought allowed. Her sister had been her rock since kithood, and she couldn't be separated now!

"Probably at first," Answered a new voice. Brindlepaw had briefly heard it before; it was Sorrelpaw, the oldest apprentice. She could probably expect to get her warrior name soon, Brindlepaw realised enviously.

"Crystalvoice did, when she was an apprentice." Sorrelpaw added. "Gosh, it's not long since Featherwing died…" Her voice clouded with regret. Featherwing had died when Brindlepaw was three moons old, and the clan had been devastated. It had forced young Crystalvoice to become a medicine cat earlier than she originally would've. She knew that when Sorrelpaw was a new apprentice, Crystalvoice was an old one.

"They were treating Fishtail earlier. Perhaps they'll stay with her all night." Mewed Brindlepaw in reply, drowsily. She heard Sorrelpaw nod, and Birchpaw snorted. "What? An elder with a cough doesn't need looking after that much. Crystalvoice would let Lilypaw sleep!"

"I'm only saying." Retorted Brindlepaw, her tail twitching in annoyance.

"Well, don't." Birchpaw meowed back.

Brindlepaw was a little shocked. She'd got on perfectly with Birchpaw in kithood. She hoped it didn't change now…

I'll update it very very soon (: The plot starts to get underway in chapter 3! So be prepared! ;)