"It's not supposed to be this dark, is it?" Onyxkit asked, her ears twitching. Thornkit and Frostkit were already outside of the den, exploring camp. It was as if they could sense the weakness in their sister and left her behind as they spread their wings for the first time. Foxpaw wondered if the same thing happened to Lonepaw.

"No, it's not," Foxpaw meowed, shaking her head even though she knew Onyxkit couldn't see it. "You can't see, it's called being blind."

Onyxkit didn't respond, her blind eyes staring in front of her unsettlingly as Foxpaw arranged some borage leaves. "Can I ask you something?" she asked, her ear flicking.

"Sure," Foxpaw asked, her voice a bit muffled by some leaves.

"Stormflame said something about me being able to relate to you," Onyxkit turned her face towards Foxpaw. "Why's that?"

Foxpaw turned to look at the kit, finished with sorting the herbs. "You know, it's kind of creepy how smart you are," Foxpaw meowed before padding and sitting down next to the blind she-kit. "My fur's a bright red, and Sparkstar didn't like that. He thought it would make it hard for me to hunt and easy for enemies to tell where I was, so he forced me to become a Medicine Cat."

Onyxkit hesitated. "Sight is really important, isn't it?"

"You'll be fine without it." You have to be. Foxpaw turned her eyes towards the roof of the den. Riversong wouldn't have told me to help you if you wouldn't be.

"Foxpaw!" The apprentice looked towards her mentor, who had just come out from their nests. "Come on, we have a meeting to get to." Foxpaw nodded, standing up.

"What meeting?" Onyxkit asked.

"Every Half Moon, the Medicine Cats go share tongues with StarClan at the Moon Fall," Foxpaw explained. "So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, Onyxkit." Foxpaw bounded after her mentor, who had already left the den and was waiting for her apprentice in the middle of camp. The red-furred cat quickly caught up to the Medicine Cat and the two cats left camp, easily padding across the territory.

This time, Foxpaw wasn't nervous. She didn't have to be: she knew what to expect and it was just like Falconclaw had told her before. It was more of a formality than anything. And this time, she had questions for Riversong. Questions about Chesterpaw, about Onyxkit, about what she was supposed to do next.

Before she knew it, her and Moonleaf were at the border of MossClan territory, waiting for Emberflick to appear from in between the trees.

"Are we going to tell them about Onyxkit?" Foxpaw asked.

"There isn't a reason to, not until the Gathering," Moonleaf meowed. "We only have to say that we have three new kits, and that Roseleaf died in the kitting." The red-furred apprentice nodded. A few heartbeats later, the ginger tom padded out from the trees and nodded to each cat.

"Moonleaf, Foxpaw," he meowed. Foxpaw nodded back to the ScarClan cat.

"Emberflick," Moonleaf greeted, dipping her head. Emberflick started padding along the border, Moonleaf padding along side him with Foxpaw a few tail lengths behind the two.

"How's MossClan?" he asked. Moonleaf let out a sigh.

"We've been better. Our herbs and prey are well, and we just got new kits, but Roseleaf died in the kitting."

"I'm sorry about that," Emberflick meowed. "But she is with StarClan now." Moonleaf nodded in agreement.

"Stormflame was devastated, but he does have his kits. And ScarClan?"

"We're running a bit short on feverfew, but we're doing well."

"You don't have any cats with fevers, do you?" Moonleaf asked, tilting her head. The tom shook his head.

"No, not now. But Leaf Fall is coming, and I'd like to stalk up."

"Next meeting Foxpaw and I can bring some, if you haven't found some already."

"Thank you."

Foxpaw watched as their surroundings changed: they left the trees behind and padded into the short grass that was covered with dew, padding towards the river that they knew was ahead of them. The apprentice could hear the river before she could see it: she knew Moonleaf and Emberflick heard it too because they sped up a bit and a few heartbeats later they were at the river. Farther down, Foxpaw could see a dark shape, which she took a safe guess was Falconclaw.

They reached the stepping stones, Moonleaf and Foxpaw going across first and meeting up with Falconclaw, dipping their heads respectfully.

"It's nice to see you two again," Falconclaw purred, looking at the MossClan cats. "Anything new?"

Moonleaf told the other Medicine Cat about Roseleaf and her kits while Emberflick joined them on the other side of the river. Falconclaw, like the other cats, gave his condolences while Moonleaf and Emberflick pulled ahead of the two younger Medicine Cats.

"What're the kits names?"

Foxpaw blinked in surprise, looking up at Falconclaw. "Thornkit, Frostkit, and Onyxkit," she meowed. He nodded.

"LeafClan just had some kits, too. One of them seems very interested in becoming a Medicine Cat," he explained, watching as the sun started to set. Foxpaw nodded. The two easily lapsed into silence as Moonleaf and Emberflick padded closer and closer to the Moon Fall.

They padded down the path that lead to it, the mist already soaking the four cats fur. The moon, already rising, reflected off of the stone as Moonleaf lapped up water from the pool at the base of the fall, gesturing with her tail for Foxpaw and the other Medicine Cats to do the same. Foxpaw took a few pawsteps forward, drinking a few laps of the chilly water, then laid down and closed her eyes. She felt the cold that she knew that she would never be able to get used to,

When she opened her eyes again, she was on StarClan territory with Riversong in front of her. She sat up and looked at the tom. "Riversong!" she meowed happily.

"Hello, Foxpaw," he greeted, nodding to her. "So you've met Onyxkit."

She nodded. "Yeah, I have," she meowed. "I don't know how I'm supposed to help her."

"It's just like being a mentor," Riversong meowed, curling his tail around his paws. "You answer her questions and encourage her."

"I think she's already started to lose hope."

"She's a kit, it shouldn't be hard to get back. Introduce her to Fallenpaw, or maybe he introduced himself in your absense." Foxpaw nodded.

"And… I had another question."

"Yes?" Riversong tilted his head.

"What'll happen to Chesterpaw?"

The StarClan cat thought for a few heartbeats. "Chesterpaw has things in his future. He'll meet a cat and gain new ancestors, and a few new names. But StarClan will always be open to him." Foxpaw was still a bit confused, but she nodded. "Now, go. Your Clan is waiting for you." She looked down at her paws to see them fading, and she could feel herself waking up.

Foxpaw opened her eyes at the Moon Fall, and lifted her head. She was starting to notice these meetings were unfairly short.