Back again! I still do not own Warriors. I only own Silvermist and Blacknight, my OCs. Enjoy, rate, review, comment, you know the drill :)


"Hollyleaf! NO!" Silvermist rushed forward, ignoring the hostile glares of the strange cats around her, burying her nose into her mother's cold, black fur. You promised you would never leave us alone! she thought bitterly. Silvermist was vaguely aware of another cat approaching her.

"Come to my den," a voice murmured in her ear. The white she-cat spun around and found herself face-to-face with a blind tabby.

"Who are you?" she whispered, still unwilling to leave her mother's body alone.

"I am Jayfeather, and you need thyme for shock. Come on, stand up. They won't bury the bodies until they know who you are." He nudged her roughly to her feet, herding her towards some brambles hanging off the cliff face.

Silvermist glanced back towards her brother, who was talking to a golden tabby tom.

"Don't worry, your brother will be fine." Jayfeather mewed back at her. "Lionblaze is fair, and will most likely take him to see our leader, Bramblestar." He brushed aside the brambles, showing her into a hidden cave. It was large, with a nest next to a small pool and a clef in the back wall.

"What's your name?" he meowed, squeezing past her and heading towards the clef she had seen earlier.

"Silvermist. I-I have white fur and blue eyes. My brother, Blacknight, is black with green eyes. How did you know where they were?" she asked anxiously. Surely a blind cat wouldn't be able to tell where another cat was?

Jayfeather paused. "Lionblaze is my brother. I know his scent as well as my own. And I could tell he was talking to a strange cat next to the thorn barrier. The cat smelled like a tom, but similar to you. I made a simple conclusion, based off of scents, that he was your brother. That's how. Now go lie in Briarlight's nest. She's in the clearing right now, and you could use it more than her at this moment." He nodded towards the nest by the pool.

Silvermist realized that there were, indeed, two strong scents in the den, Jayfeather's and a scent she didn't recognize. The unfamiliar scent was coming from the nest. Wearily, Silvermist padded forward, sinking gratefully into the soft moss. Peering around once more, she realized that Jayfeather had disappeared.

All of a sudden, his head poked out of the crack in the wall, some green sprigs caught in his teeth. Struggling slightly, he pulled the rest of his body out and padded towards her.

"Here. These will help with the shock." He laid down half of the sprigs in front of her. "Sleep now. You'll be safe here."

Silvermist obediently licked up the herbs before curling up in a tight ball. The last thing she remembered was Jayfeather walking out of the den with the other sprigs of thyme.


Well that's all I have time for right now. I'll post some more tonight after class. See you next chapter!