They were shaped like, like… a cat paw. The catmint, the color was brighter, Brightpaw had found it. Brightpaw, Cloudheart had to see him right away. She padded out of the medicine den. She saw Brightpaw sitting in the clearing staring off into space. "Brightpaw, can I see you for a moment?"
The apprentice slowly got up. He padded over, "What's wrong?" he asked silently.
"Nothing, I just need to ask you something," the apprentice followed her into the den. She pulled out a dock leaf. "What is this?"
"It's a dock leaf, you use it for sore and cracked pads," Cloudheart nodded.
"What's this?" Cloudheart had goldenrod in her paws.
"Goldenrod, it's only found on the WindClan moors, it stops bleeding, and helps closes up wounds, if it doesn't work then you combine it with marigold or horsetail to make a poultice." Cloudheart was stunned; Brightpaw hadn't been in here too long.
"Last question, what is this?" she pulled out yarrow; she had never used it near Brightpaw. Brightpaw tilted his head confused.
He sniffed it, "That smells like something you use to make a cat regurgitate fresh kill!" Brightpaw said in disgust. Cloudheart nodded again.
"That is all." Brightpaw then left while Cloudheart raced out of her den to find Oakstar. He was with Swanfeather. "Oakstar, Oakstar!" Cloudheart called quickly.
"Yes? Do you need something?" the leader turned around.
"It's Brightpaw," she began taking a deep breath.
Swanfeather looked at the medicine cat extremely worried, "What's wrong, did he break something?"
"No, he's not meant to be warrior!"
"What?" Oakstar said stunned.
"No, he's only been in my den five times and he knows Oakstar, he knows he herbs and what they do, er, at least what they do, even with herbs he's never seen before! He even suggested herbs to me, Oakstar, don't you see?"
Swanfeather gasped, "It makes more sense, he's good with helping the elders, his paws are too clumsy to fight but perfect for herb collecting…"
"Oakstar, the catmint Brightpaw found, it was in the shape of paws and it was a brighter color, Bright, paw!" Cloudheart said as if putting his name together, "He was never meant to be a warrior, but a medicine cat!"
"Hmm, well, we will talk to him about it," Oakstar murmured. He padded over the Brightpaw who was resting in the clearing. The leader seemed to talk to his son, and Brightpaw, staring at his paws followed the leader and Silverstorm followed Oakstar after being tapped on the shoulder. "Brightpaw, there is something we want to talk to you about," Oakstar began,
"Y-Yes?" Brightpaw mewed nervously.
"Brightpaw, are you content with being warrior apprentice?" Oakstar asked.
"W-Well, it's hard, but y-yes," he obviously lied, every cat could tell, Brightpaw was a terrible liar.
"Brightpaw, don't lie to Oakstar," Silverstorm scolded his apprentice.
"W-Well, no, I don't, it's hard, I hurt myself, I can't fight or hunt, I-I can't do anything for WindClan," he corrected, his voice slowly getting quieter.
"Brightpaw, if you really feel this way, and, that catmint you found, I think it's an omen," Cloudheart began.
"W-What?" the apprentice was shocked.
"You found it, it was perfect, the dew had burned off, it smelled the best, it was the most vivid color and the leaves were shaped like paws, Brightpaw, if you want, you could try being a medicine cat apprentice," Brightpaw considered this, to him, it didn't seem any worse than being a warrior apprentice.
"Y-Yes, I'd like to," the apprentice nodded.
"When are we going to tell the Clan?" Silverstorm asked.
"We'll tell them after Brightpaw attempts to be a medicine cat apprentice, if he excels at it and likes it," Oakstar said, "he'll stay a medicine cat, if not, he will return to you to finish his warrior training," Cloudheart nodded. She then took Brightpaw to her den.
Sorry for the short chapter... really didn't know how to continue it, but I am hoping to make up for it in the next chapter. Brightpaw's a medicine cat now, yep, was planning this all along. You'll be meeting the medicine cats of the other Clans soon, trust me. In the mean time, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Brightpaw: Wait, you planned for me to become a medicine cat?
HWGTW: Uh, yes.
Brightpaw: Why?
HWGTW: Because, I'm you projected in this story and I wanted you to be a medicine cat.
Brightpaw: ...
HWGTW: Besides do you enjoy it?
Brightpaw: ...We'll see.