Nightpaw followed Streamstep into the medicine cat den, where he'd been living from now on, instead of with Stonepaw and Grassroot in the Warriors' den.

"Why am I a medicine cat?" Nightpaw blurted.

Streamstep gave him a sideways glance. "Starclan chose you, I'll admit when I first received the dream all those moons ago I thought Hollypaw or Sunpaw were the ones Starclan meant,"

Sparrowpaw, who still hadn't left the medicine den perked up at the name of his littermates. Streamstep continued, "But then Mosseye and Ravenfur found you, and Grassroot had agreed to foster you, I thought Stonepaw was going to be my apprentice, she seem like just the cat Valleyclan would want for a medicine cat," Streamstep pushed some herbs in front of Sparrowpaw. "But then Brushcall past. Stonepaw shut down, and I knew it couldn't be her, leaving only you."

Nightpaw shook his head, "What? I was just what was left?"

Streamstep sighed, "No, Sunpaw and Stonepaw could never have been good medicine cats. They shut down when they lost someone close to them, you were the only one who gained something positive from a great loss."

Nightpaw's fur stood on end, "What could I have gained from Brushcall's death?" He hissed.

Streamstep shook her head, and licked Nightpaw on his forehead. "You gained resolve," Streamstep whispered.

"Now!" Streamstep said turning away from Nightpaw, and pushed a few herbs in front of Nightpaw. "Sparrowpaw needs these herbs everyday, he also needs honey."

Nightpaw glanced at Sparrowpaw who waved his tail at Nightpaw.

"What's honey?" Nightpaw asked.

"Something bees make and does damaged throats good," Streamstep supplied. The silver tabby began walking out of the den and singled for Nightpaw to follow, "Honey doesn't grow in the valley though, so we have to travel to Forestclan border and Moorclan border for it."

"I thought we weren't supposed to go to those bordars. We're medicine cats, we don't fight," Nightpaw questioned.

Streamstep flicked her tail, "Medicine cats don't have borders, we go where we need to go for our clan."

Nightpaw stared in surprise at his mentor, "But the warriors fight for those borders they risk their lives to others from crossing into them!"

Streamstep sighed. "Warriors fight to protect their families, and in order to do that they protect prey to feed their families, that's why we have borders."

Nightpaw never saw it that way, and he ducked his head down in embarrassment.

"Creamscar, could you and Blizzardpelt travel with us to the Moor border?" Streamstep asked. The two senior warriors nodded.

Stonepaw admittedly stared in awe that Lionfur had been chosen as her mentor. Stonepaw thought she'd be given to Ravenfur, seeing as the she-cat had taken interest in her. But Stonepaw wouldn't lie and say that she wanted Ravenfur to be her mentor, Stonepaw saw Ravenfur as Brushcall's mentor, not her's.

Lionfur touched noses with Stonepaw, and the newly apprenticed she-cat was filled to the brim with excitement. Lionfur was a senior warrior who always brought Nightkit, Brushcall, and her mice fresh from valley. Stonepaw had been greatful when the tom had excepted Her and her littermates like he had his own kits (Sparrowpaw, Sunpaw and the late Hollypaw).

Lionfur seemed pleased to be Stonepaw's mentor as well. Stonepaw hoped that Nightkit would receive someone other than Mosseye, someone more calm and gentle than the Valleyclan deputy. Creamscar seemed like a great choice for Nightkit in Stonepaw's opinion. Yet when Stonepaw saw Streamstep jump up to the Highcave and name Nightpaw her apprentice, Stonepaw was surprised. Nightpaw was destendentied to be a medicine cat?

How were they supposed to avenge their brother now?

Lionfur coaxed Stonepaw out of the camp, Sunpaw and her mentor, Darkblaze following in suite. Fawnstar requested that at least two warriors needed to travel with each other with the fox in their territory.

Stonepaw looked over to Sunpaw, the fox had taken away her sister and crippled her currently mute brother. Yet Sunpaw had refused to help Nightpaw and her train to hunt down that fox and get their revenge. Wasn't she angry at that fox too? Perhaps Stonepaw and Nightpaw where missing something that Sunpaw noticed.

Lionfur showed Stonepaw around the Valley and its three entrances and exits. Sunpaw hunted while Darkblaze added suggestions to her form. "Stonepaw, can you smell it?" Stonepaw nodded, it was the vile smell of Forestclan. How could cats live without seeing the sky like Valleyclan and Moorclan? How did Moorclan live without the protection of the walls that the valley provided?

The small party headed towards the river. "Long ago, this river carved out the whole Valley." Lionfur said. Stonepaw looked at him wide eyed.

"How'd it do that?" She asked.

Lionfur replied, "After moons and moons of building itself up, the river carved the valley and all the caves we live in."

"I didn't know water could do that…" Stonepaw said, awestruck.

Sunpaw fell into the river breaking Stonepaw away from her musings. Darkblaze let out a merow of laughter. Sunpaw poked her head up and crawled out of the river. She stood in front of her mentor, glaring claws at him, then she shook out her fur, getting Darkblaze wet.

"Fight me," Sunpaw spat, a hint of joy ringing in her words.

Darkblaze nodded and shoved his apprentice back into the river.

Sunpaw leaped out of the river and tackled her mentor to the ground.

Lionfur let out a hiss, "That fox is still lose in the Valley! Keep it down!"

Both Darkblaze and Sunpaw looked away, shame prickling on their damp pelts.

"The sun's setting, it's time to we went back to camp," Lionfur meowed.

The party walked through the valley until they came across Streamstep, Creamscar, Blizzardpelt, and Nightpaw. The latter two limping a bit.

Stonepaw drifted over to her brother as the parties merged. "What happened to you?" She asked.

Nightpaw let out of huff, something Stonepaw knew he did when he was embarrassed. "Bees, Blizzardpelt and I were attack by bees," Nightpaw grumbled.

Stonepaw held back her laughter, "Bees?" she asked.

Nightpaw hissed, "Streamstep said we needed honey, and get honey from bees...She said not to worry, that she has plenty of herbs for bee stings."

Stonepaw bit her tonage to hold her laughter. "How's being a medicine cat?" She asked.

"Terrible," was Nightpaw's short answer.

"It can't be that bad," Stonepaw presses.

"I can't fight like you can, I'm going to be stuck in camp most of the time, while you get to run around hunting mice and going fishing, you'll probably be taught swimming, you've got a nice pelt to help you float," Nightpaw ranted.

"I'm sorry," Stonepaw said, dropping her ears back.

Nightpaw flinched, "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault," he soothed, "You'll just have to be a warrior for the both of us."

Stonepaw perked up at this, "thank you, Nightpaw."

"Anytime," Nightpaw replied.