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The light was shining down on him. What had happened? I was there just a few minutes ago! I saw her… His spirits fell as he could feel the pain in his back and his paw was splayed out at its weird angle. NO! But, yes! I SAW her! But I'm alive! At least I think I am…
Someone let out a gasp from somewhere, and he could hear paws pounding towards him.
"Redpaw," a she-cat called out. "He's alive! Go get Amberclaw!"
Spottedpaw's mind swirled as he tried to figure out all of these names he'd forgotten. They all seemed so familiar, but everyhitng was hazy and the answer he came up with didn't make any sense: which was I am going to get eaten by a chickadee. Why would he think that this cat was a chickadee, how and why would a chickadee even want or try to eat me?
This is way too extreme, just wait for things to clear up, Spottedpaw. This is an exception for what Foxberry said; you can never use your brain too much. But in my case, you can use your brain too much, and then it will make you go crazy, which is not a good thing if you are trying to figure something out.
Spottedpaw could here another pair of paw steps approaching him. "My herbs worked!" a toms voice said. "I can't believe it! There is no guarantee though… we still may lose him, Foxberry."
Something in Spottedpaw's brain clicked. Foxberry! My mentor! And Amberclaw the medicine cat, and his apprentice, Redpaw!
Spottedpaw tried to say something, but all he managed was a grunt. He tried again and let out a barely audible hi.
Foxberry rested her tail on his head, which was burning up. Sweat was running down his face and over his closed eyes, his fur was wet from it. His back felt horrible.
Amberclaw sniffed his head. "Redpaw, will you please go get Spottedpaw some water, he's scorching with fever."
"Yes, Amberclaw, I'll go get some." His apprentice mewed in her squeaky little voice, even though she was older than his sister. "Do you want me to tell Acornpaw while I'm at it?"
"Sure, get Wrenpaw too; he'll want to know what happened." Amberclaw murmured. It sounded like he had something in his mouth, probably just more herbs for my back. Spottedpaw thought. They taste awful, but they do help.
Spottedpaw opened his eyes he could see everything a little bit clearer, but everything was still very blurry. He could see Foxberry looking down at him, and Amberclaw with the herbs in his mouth.
Amberclaw put down the herbs. "These will help to stop the bleeding, and clear your wound from getting infected." He meowed calmly. "But don't take them off, okay?"
Spottedpaw nodded his head to him. Foxberry helped Spottedpaw turn over on his belly so that Amberclaw could place the herbs on his back. Amberclaw wasn't all that bad, but he was strange, sometimes, for a medicine cat. Well, at least from what I could tell from the other medicine cats. He acted different than they did. Not that he wasn't good at being a medicine cat… he just didn't take kindly to everyone.
Amberclaw was strict and a little too hesitant sometimes, and for some reason he seemed to be a little hard on his sister Acornpaw. He didn't like him very much either, but he tolerated Spottedpaw more than her. Acornpaw had always been polite to him though, and he had no reason to hold a grudge on her. Amberclaw wasn't a very friendly cat in general anyway. The only cat he hated worse than her was the deputy, Minkfang. I don't why he doesn't like her either. She's so kind to everyone, but she doesn't see eye-to-eye on everything with Amberclaw, just because she has a different opinion on certain things gives him no reason to treat her unfairly. She's so loyal to the clan, and she's lead them through many challenges. Her judgment has always proven right also, Echostar knew what he was doing when he chose her for his deputy; she had also taken over the training of Acornpaw while her mentor, Owleyes, took care of her kit.
Redpaw came back in, and he could smell his sister and his friend rushing over to him. "Spottedpaw!" his sister exclaimed and nuzzled into his shoulder fur.
"Hey, Spottedpaw!" his friend Wrenpaw meowed. His body seemed way younger than his voice. But it wasn't Wrenpaw's fault he was small. He was even older than me, but I was still bigger than him. He's a great friend despite his size, and he's very brave. Bravery runs in the clan though.
Acornpaw lifted her muzzle out of his fur. "So, are you feeling any better?" she meowed gently. "We'll help Amberclaw to get you what you need."
"I don't think I'll need four cats to help me do a single pawed job." Amberclaw said from his corner where he usually sorted herbs at.
Spottedpaw groaned. "Well, I think his bleeding and infection herbs are helping me a bit. Of course my back still hurts." His back shot another agonizing jolt of pain through him as he tried to crane his neck to see his sister and friends. He laid his head back down on the moss.
Redpaw scampered in-between Acornpaw and Wrenpaw, and she gave Spottedpaw the wad of moss. He lapped up the cold water gratefully. She took it back, dried it off, and placed it under his head so that it would be softer for him.
Spottedpaw remembered! The battle! I wonder if we won. "Foxberry, did we win the battle? What happened after I went out?"
Foxberry shuffled her paws around. "Oh, um…" She began trying to find the right words. "Well, we just kind of stopped after the others noticed what had happened." She meowed. "The other clan called off their attack."
"Who was it that attacked me?" Spottedpaw asked bitterly.
This time Amberclaw answered. "Scorchtail," he hissed. "That stupid traitor…!"
"Amberclaw, Watch it!" Foxberry snapped at him. "And he isn't a traitor!"
The medicine hesitated quite a long time before he said anything. "Please leave, Spottedpaw needs his rest. And you apprentices need your training, I would suggest battle training."
"Aww…" Acornpaw whimpered sadly. "But we just got to see him!"
"Aww, well that's just too bad." Amberclaw mocked her. "Leave me alone to do my work, Redpaw you go with them." He ordered. "I need some time to think."
Foxberry let out a muffled growl and slunk out of the medicine den. Acornpaw and Wrenpaw followed their tails dragging.
Why did Amberclaw send them away? Just because Foxberry defended her own opinion doesn't give him the right to send them away. And who was this Scorchtail? Why did Amberclaw call him a traitor?
Too many questions… way too many… That reminds me of the dream! What did the tree mean? Was it a prophecy? Should I tell Amberclaw about it? No, that wouldn't be smart. He would just probably say it was just one of those stupid dreams you have when you're ill.
Whatever all of this meant, it wasn't his problem. If that Scorchtail is a traitor, why would I care? And if the tree is some sort of a prophecy then it surely isn't my place to figure it out. I definitely believe that is especially medicine cat business, and I'm no medicine cat.
Spottedpaw blinked as more sweat streamed around his eyes. His back felt bad, but his other wounds seemed to have stopped stinging, all except for a cut on one of his ears, but that was only minute compared to what he had felt when that warrior, supposedly Scorchtail, bit my back. It's a wonder he hadn't broke my spine the way he yanked me up in the air like that.
Spottedpaw wanted to get revenge on him, but that never solved anything. As much as you think it will, it never does. Revenge is like a disease, only the strongest of cats will survive it. Foxberry told me that anger was a strong, extremely powerful thing, but you have to choose how you use it wisely. He could think of quite a few ways he would've liked to use his anger wisely on that Scorchtail! But it would be no use; it would only make things worse. He does deserve punishment though! He broke the warrior code, because he was going to kill me! And if Amberclaw hadn't helped me quickly then he would've killed me! That was nothing but an intentional death blow, and that was definitely not permitted in the code.
Truly it was every one of the clan. Praying up to StarClan to please let me live, and they answered hearing those pleas, and they gave me another chance to live! They gave me the strength to defeat the death that was awaiting me! And now I can feel it in me, something I didn't have before! I have the streanght of StarClan with me, and I can feel them! They are watching over me constantly, so I am truly safe, no evil can penetrate me now that I have StarClan on my side!
