Hey guys! Sorry that I haven't updated in a while. A bunch of crazy things have been going on so I never really had much time to write... I hope this chapter can make up for it :)

Specklefur grunted in annoyance as she padded through the white snow-covered moor. She never liked Leafbare; I mean, who did? She huffed once more and then flopped on the ground, defeated. "Let's take a little break, shall we? I can't walk anywhere when the snow is higher then my own paws," she muttered.

Moorpelt sighed. "Specklefur, we can't just randomly stop whenever we want to on a hunting patrol! Besides, we're supposed to be teaching the apprentices how to hunt during Leafbare," the tomcat added, beckoning to Speckletail's two children. The small apprentices were currently scooping up pawfuls of the sticky snow and then flinging it at each other, hopping around the field with cries of joy. Specklefur rolled her eyes.

"Ashpaw! Branchpaw! Stop acting like kits! We're supposed to be teaching you how to hunt in the snow, not how to attack each other with snowballs!" The two siblings stopped their fun and games and stared at their mother with frowns on their faces. "Aww, come on! It's fun! Plus, we haven't seen any prey yet anyway. We can't hunt if their's nothing to be hunted!" Ashpaw complained loudly while Branchpaw nodded his head in agreement.

Specklefur turned around and stared at Moorpelt. "They do have a point," she pointed out. "We haven't seen anything today, and my paws are starting to get cold. Let's go back to camp."

Moorpelt sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fine. But you know that we'll probably have to go to sleep with empty bellies tonight, right?" he grumbled. "Speckletail shrugged. "We're all hungry anyway! Come on, let's head back to camp," she told her kits, and they started to make their way back home.

Suddenly, Branchpaw spun around and exclaimed, "Wow! Look at that bird!" The patrol looked up in the sky and saw a hawk-looking creature flying across the sky. In its talons it held a large piece of prey about the size of a small cat. The apprentices looked on in awe and the two warriors' eyes flew open wide. Specklefur's heart pounded loudly in her chest.

"Quickly, get back to camp! Eagles can grab you by their feet and eat you like prey, no matter your size. Try not to let it spot you!" The four WindClan cats ran as fast as they could in the snow, attempting to avoid the big bird. Luckily, it didn't see them and they were safe.

As the patrol made their way back to the WindClan camp, Specklefur couldn't help but picture Birdkit in her mind. What would she have been doing, if she was still alive? Specklefur shook her head to clear her thoughts. Birdkit was a thing of the past. Now, they were living in the present.

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Birdpaw and Fishleap ran into the camp faster than a mouse getting chased by a cat. The way home was difficult and tiring, but they had to get back to camp as fast as they could. They needed to know whether that RiverClan apprentice, Frogpaw or something, was okay. Her old mentor seemed to have hurt her pretty bad after finding out that she was a mutant. What was so bad about mutants anyway?

As the two she-cats entered the camp, about five or six cats quickly crowded around them. "Who is that cat?" Sparkwhisker asked. "What can she do?" Airpaw wondered.

Ignoring the questions, Birdpaw and Fishleap bounded over to the medicine cat den, where they saw Dawnwish and Splashnose hard at work. The new cat's flank looked sleek and clean thanks to Dawnwish's healing powers, but the two healers were still organizing their herb stock, picking out a few leaves here and there before placing them beside their patient.

"Hey Dawnwish, thanks for taking care of her. I know that it must've been a little stressful and all, but it still looks as though you fixed her right up. Why do you still need herbs?" Fishleap asked the working cats as Birdpaw watched from behind.

"My powers only heal the outside. Your little friend here will be quite shaken up after what she's been through, so we're going to give her thyme for the shock and poppy so that she can have an easy sleep," Dawnwish replied, not looking up from her busy paws. "You two should get some rest; it must've been a long journey! Tigerstrike is already snoring away. Go to your dens and I'll call you when she wakes up." With that, she flicked her tail, telling them to leave her and Splashnose alone.

Fishleap and Birdpaw padded out of the medicine den. Birdpaw yawned, proving Dawnwish's point about needing sleep. Slipping past the crowd of questioning cats, they headed towards their dens without another word. Before she could say 'mouse', Birdpaw flopped down on her mossy nest, exhausted. She closed her eyes and without another thought, she fell asleep.

Ha... Sorry it was short. I promise to make it longer next time. This one was more of a filler...

More chappies on the way!

~ Moony