Sorry this chapter is short. The next one's longer, and it's almost done. And I'm excited because in the next two chapters, you learn about Mosspaw's past. Let me tell you… it plays a big part in the story. So without further a due, here's Chapter 3!

Chapter 3: Friends Are The Best Medicine

"Mosspaw, run!" Mousefur yowled. She was on the ground, blood coming out of a wound on her stomach. Mosspaw was right in the line of fire, the fox standing in front of her. Foam was coming out of its mouth as it snarled, its eyes were glowing with hunger, and its tail was puffed out. She felt like the mouse she had caught just that morning. She felt helpless; not knowing when death would take over her, she was afraid to die, and wanted to survive.

The young cat whimpered as pressure was applied to her throat. Mousefur watched in horror as the fox bit into Mosspaw's neck, causing blood to fall to the ground. Mosspaw felt like she was in the middle of a forest on fire. The only ways out were the ones that could also cost you your life. And just like fire, her body was burning as her instincts were telling her to fight. She ignored them as the world around came crumbling down around her.

This time, no other cat came. Mosspaw yowled in pain as she was killed by the fox. What was worse, she saw herself get killed again as Wolfkit brought her to StarClan. Her eyes were wide with repulsion as she watched the fox tear into her. Blood covered her body, and her mentor, was trying to get away from the fox that preyed on her.

Mousefur was able to escape and headed back to camp. The Clan cats were worried when they saw her alone, with no apprentice, her fur sticking out everywhere, and blood drying on her coat. Bluestar demanded to know what happened. Mousefur shuddered as she yowled out that Mosspaw was dead. Featherfur, standing in the crowd her eyes wide with shock, hung back her head and let out a wail of sorrow. Her mate, Mosspaw's father, asked how his daughter was killed.

"Fox." Was all Mousefur could choke out. She looked at Bluestar who was comforting the grieving queen. The morning patrol made of Lionheart, Tigerclaw, and the two tom apprentices were not back. That made Mousefur fall to the ground when they came walked through the gorse tunnel. Graypaw tried to make a joke when he saw everyone upset. It backfired on him big time.

"You all look like someone died." Featherfur snapped at him before heading into the warriors den. Leopardstripe followed her, after telling them that Mosspaw had been killed by a fox. Graypaw froze to the ground. He stayed out in the cold all night with Firepaw, Mousefur, and Mosspaw's parents.

Mosspaw hated watching this. She turned to her starry brother, Wolfkit. Grabbing his black tail and refusing to let go, she snarled at him.

"Send me back! I didn't die! I lived!" she yowled.

"No, you were killed, and you'll be killed a thousand times over again!" he growled. She let go of him as his tail puffed out and turned crimson red. He quadrupled in size, towering over her. His muzzle grew longer and uglier as his fur became the color of blood. Her brother had turned into a fox, and a fox that wanted to kill her. She closed her eyes and screamed as she felt the life being ripped out of her body.

"Hey, hey, calm down." Ravenpaw meowed, standing over her. Mosspaw jumped and opened her eyes. Her heart was beating like a pair of hummingbird's wings and she was having a hard time breathing.

"Wh-where am I? What's going on?" she stuttered, trying to control her panicked body.

"Don't worry, you're in Spottedleaf's den, and you've been asleep for almost two days. But you looked like you were fighting a horde of badgers the whole time." he replied, sitting next to her nest.

"It felt like it. Where's Spottedleaf?" she asked, her breathing and heartbeat returning to normal.

"She went out to collect herbs. She said to give you this when you woke up." He nosed a bundle of leaves towards her. She sniffed at it and smelled juniper berries and rose petals. Gently, Mosspaw bit into it, taking in the wonderful flavors.

"Mmm, she always puts in something good." she purred, swiping her tongue around her mouth.

"So what are you here for?" Ravenpaw asked, placing his paws underneath him.

"Mauled by a fox. You?"

"Stupid RiverClan warriors chewed me up and spat me out like crowfood." he replied, bitterness in his voice.

"Oh, sorry about that." she muttered, taking a closer look at him. They were almost like mirror images, only reversed. Ravenpaw was jet black with a dash of white on his chest. Mosspaw on the other paw, was snow white with a lick of black on her chest. It was the same for the very end of their tails. The only other difference was that her paws were a beautiful ebony black, spreading up her legs.

"Yeah so am I." Ravenpaw almost growled. Mosspaw was saved from giving a response as Firepaw and Graypaw strolled in.

"You guys came to visit!" she meowed.

"Of course." Graypaw replied giving her a lick on the ear.

"Well, actually, we came here yesterday but you were asleep. We waited for you to wake up, but you never did. Spottedleaf said we had to leave before we got in trouble. It's good to see you again. One cat can only stand so much of Graypaw." Firepaw purred sitting next to her. Mosspaw gave a purr of amusement as Graypaw nipped Firepaw's tail.

"I don't suppose you brought any fresh-kill?" she asked, her stomach growling. Firepaw nodded and disappeared for only a second. He returned with a squirrel.

"Graypaw caught it." he meowed, dropping it next to her nest. It was within reach to her as she sat in her nest.

"You guys are already hunting squirrels! That's so unfair." Mosspaw yowled, standing to her feet. Pain blasted in her neck and was sent down her front legs. She collapsed back down as her legs trembled. She fell out of her nest and hit the stone floor.

"Mosspaw!" her friends cried. She couldn't get back up, her muscles screamed out in pain, and felt like they were on fire. Graypaw and Firepaw tried to steady her, but she just couldn't stay on her own paws.

"Quick, Firepaw, go find Spottedleaf. Graypaw, go get some water soaked moss." Ravenpaw ordered. Without hesitating, they bolted out of there. Ravenpaw gently picked Mosspaw up and set her back in her nest. She whined as his teeth touched her neck.

"I feel like crowfood." she whispered, a shudder traveling through her body.

"It's okay. Spottedleaf will be here soon. She'll take care of you." he meowed softly. He comforted her by stroking his tail down her back. Giving a tiny purr, she relaxed, letting the darkness overwhelm her.

Aww… Mosspaw has such good friends. And did anyone notice *wink wink* anything about Ravenpaw… no? Oh well, you will later on! Now… I hope to update once I get, 6 reviews. Which isn't much…

Sayonara!