Chapter 6
Leafpool stretched out in the morning sun. Her kits were already apprenticed and they were doing great. But Leafpool couldn't just relax and be a regular mother. Besides being a medicine cat, she was still meeting Crowfeather. What was worse, she was going to be a secret queen again.
She had told Crowfeather, of course. He was certainly pleased. The only thing that he was scared about was that they might get caught.
Also, Spottedleaf had been a queen again for a quarter moon. This time the father was
Leafpool's thoughts were interrupted when Brightheart asked, "hey Leafpool! Do you know what herbs cure whitecough? Because molepaw's sick again and his denmates might catch it."
"Oh well," Leafpool started. "You need feverfew and catnip."
Brightheart nodded. "Okay, I know what catnip looks like but what does feverfew look like?"
"Oh it looks like daisies only the green on it is lighter." Leafpool answered.
Brightheart nodded again. "Okay thanks"
Leafpool shook her head. "No. it's my job. I'm the medicine cat. Let me cure him."
"But—" Brightheart protested.
"No buts. I'm the medicine cat and I'll cure him." Leafpool ordered.
Brightheart dipped her head. "I was just trying to help a pregnant cat, that's all." She muttered.
Leafpool's eyes widened. "How do you know that?"
"I know what it looks like and what it fells like to be a queen. I'm pretty sure that I'm the only cat that notices these things."
Leafpool nodded in understanding. "It's because of what those dogs did to you those moons ago. Now that you're handicapped, you notice things other cats wouldn't."
Brighheart's face lit up. "Thanks. I promise to you that your secret will be kept safe."
"What secret?" a voice hissed behind the she-cats.
Leafpool whipped her head around to see Eaglepaw sitting contently by them.
"How long have you been sitting there?" Leafpool demanded.
"Long enough to know that there's a secret between you two she-cats." He answered. "So what is it?"
"Oh yeah. Like we're gonna tell you." Leafpool hissed. All Eaglepaw had to do was open his mouth and it felt like Leafpool's fur was being rubbed the wrong way.
Eaglepaw narrowed his eyes. "I'll find out and then I'll tell every cat in ThunderClan. You can be sure of that." And with that he turned and stalked away.
Leafpool snarled at him. "He is so annoying!" she complained.
"You'll get used to it. He's bound to be a warrior sometime." Brightheart reassured.
Leafpool nodded. "If you say so. Anyway, let's go help Molepaw now."
Brightheart dipped her head and she waited outside as Leafpool went in the medicine den and got feverfew and catnip. When she got outside, Brightheart was waiting as she promised.
They both padded into they apprentice den.
Just as Leafpool walked inside the apprentices' den, she heard a coughing fit. Leafpool had déjà vu. Back when Molepaw was a kit, he had whitecough. When he was a kit, Leafpool and Spottedleaf were in friends. But not anymore.
Leafpool's attention turned back to her patient. Molepaw was still sick and Leafpool could easily cure him. Just to make sure that he didn't have anything worse, she put her nose to molepaw's pad. It was far warmer than what it should've been if he had whitecough.
"He hasn't got whitecough. He has greencough! I need to get him into my den as soon as possible!"
Brightheart's eyes widened. "Let's get him in there now!"
Leafpool flicked her tail in agreement. The two she-cats picked the apprentice up and carried him into Leafpool's and Spottedleaf's den. Molepaw winced as they set him down on the ground.
"Please don't let me die!" he feebly mewed.
"We'll try as hard as possible to keep you alive." Leafpool answered.
"Is that a promise? That you'll keep me alive?" Molepaw coughed.
Leafpool felt her heart break. "I-I just can't promise you that" she stuttered. "But I'll keep you alive as long as I possibly can."
Molepaw coughed vigorously. "Thank you Leafpool."
"All cats deserve to live." Leafpool answered.
Molepaw coughed harder than he usually did.
"Now Molepaw, the most you can do to save your life is sleep. Brightheart and I will help medicine wise, but you should get some rest. Now go to sleep." Leafpool ordered.
Molepaw closed his eyes and in a few moments he was fast asleep.
Leafpool closed her eyes. Her heart was shattered. She had lied to Molepaw for he had blackcough and she said that he had greencough.
Brightheart stared at Leafpool. "He doesn't have greencough does he?"
Leafpool shook her head. "You're right. He has- h-he has blackcough."
Brightheart's expression darkened. "he will be remembered bravely."
Does Molepaw live? You'll have to find out in the next chappie!
