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Chapter 2
Bluestar stood there, shocked. Sandpaw's kit was an interesting she-cat, and she couldn't quite put her paw on who would possibly father a kit of Sandpaw's and have her turn out to be a medicine cat. She sure didn't get that from her mother! Bluestar thought how peculiar it was that Leafpool looked a lot like Dustpelt, but she couldn't picture two rude and fiery apprentices having such a calm, brilliant kit. But, she was more concerned with that little Mistyfoot comment from the moment before. How could she know that? Well, Mistyfoot does look like me. But Stonefur does too. How come he didn't say anything to her for me? When do they find out? I don't know, but I'm talking to that little she-cat about it as soon as possible!
Leafpool walked to the mouth of the tunnel to Spottedleaf's den. "Spottedleaf, it's Leafpool. Can I talk to you?"
"Leafpool, of course you can!" Spottedleaf said, shocked to see the future medicine cat want to talk to her. "But why do you want to talk to me?"
"Well," Leafpool began hesitantly, "I know you don't remember this, but mostly because it hasn't happened yet, but you've helped me a lot during my time as a medicine cat apprentice."
"Well, why wouldn't I? I was your mentor, was I not?" Spottedleaf asked.
"No, Cinderpelt was my mentor," Leafpool told her. "You died long before I was even born."
"Oh, then how come I spoke or will speak with you if I died before you were ever born?" Spottedleaf asked, mystified.
"Spottedleaf, you as a medicine cat should know!" Leafpool exclaimed. "You speak to me in dreams, of course."
"Oh, right. Sorry, I've been a little distracted lately," Spottedleaf confessed.
"With Firepaw," Leafpool finished.
"Yes," Spottedleaf said hesitantly. "How'd you know?"
"Promise not to tell?" Leafpool asked.
Spottedleaf nodded vigorously.
"I felt the same way when I was in love with Crowfeather. He's a WindClan cat from my time. If I'm correct, Ashfoot has just had or is going to have is elder siblings about now," Leafpool told her.
"You're secret's safe with me," Spottedleaf promised.
"Yours too," Leafpool agreed.
"So, Leafpool, what can you tell me about Squirrelflight?" Spottedleaf asked her.
"You're long dead by the time she's born too," Leafpool told her.
"So she's not my kit?" Spottedleaf asked, knowing what the answer would be..
"No, sorry," Leafpool told her, putting her tail on Spottedleaf's shoulder.
"What can you tell me about her?" Spottedleaf asked.
Leafpool breathed. "Well, I know I can trust you not to tell my mother, so, I'll say it. Squirrelflight and I are-"
"Leafpool!" Bluestar shouted, coming into the medicine den unannounced.
"What is it, Bluestar?" Leafpool asked, acting innocent.
"How'd you know about her?" Bluestar demanded.
"Who are you talking about?" Spottedleaf asked.
"Yes, Bluestar, who are you talking about?" Leafpool asked innocently.
"You know very well, you just said it for StarClan's sake!" Bluestar exclaimed.
"Spottedleaf, can you excuse us for a second?" Leafpool asked.
"Yes, actually, I was just about to go collect some⦠yew!" Spottedleaf said hurriedly.
"You don't collect yew, for StarClan's sake, Spottedleaf!" Leafpool shouted.
"Okay, how about, poppy heads! Yes, I shall collect poppy heads! I'll be right back!" Spottedleaf said, sprinting off.
"Okay," Leafpool asked Bluestar, "What do you need to know?"
"How you knew that," Bluestar brought her voice down, "Mistyfoot is my kit!"
"Oh, that was easy," Leafpool said. "Daddy figured it out soon after he was made a warrior. It's not exactly a shock, have you seen how much you look alike?"
"Who is your father?" Bluestar asked.
"Sorry. Can't tell you," Leafpool told her.
"Why not?" Bluestar asked.
"You'd die right now of shock instead of when the dog pack came," Leafpool told her.
Bluestar's eyes widened. "A dog pack is coming here! Oh, brilliant."
"Don't worry. It will be a while. Not until after daddy is made deputy and Tigerclaw takes over ShadowClan," Leafpool told her with a smug grin.
"He what?" Bluestar asked.
"If anyone asks, you didn't hear it from me," Leafpool said to her, and then left Bluestar with a ton of questions and few precious answers as she went off to the makeshift den at the end of camp.
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Please excuse me for the short chapter. But, you're lucky. I was going to stop at: "Squirrelflight and I are-"
But I decided to be nice.
No need to thank me, just review!
-Firestar's Gal
