The medicine cats padded towards the Thunderpath, when Frecklespeckle suddenly stopped, and bristled.
"Oh my StarClan, I just realized, I don't know the way!"
The other cats gasped in horror, except for Sourpatch, who grumbled.
"Wow, what a fish-brain."
Frecklespeckle rounded on him.
"Well, I don't think you know the way either!"
Just as they were about to claw each other, Frostedflake jumped into the middle.
"Come on, let's not fight, we'll never get anything done if we fight, peace and love, right?"
"And catmint!" Sweetheart piped up.
"I know, how about we split up? Group one will go one way, and group two will go the other way and search!" Frecklespeckle suggested, no longer seeming angry.
The other cats nodded their agreements.
"I'm taking my group to the mountains, because, where else would the tribe be?" Stickkit meowed.
"Wait a minute, who made you in charge?" Sourpatch growled.
"I did, got a problem with it?" Stickkit meowed, narrowing his eyes.
"Uh yeah, I'm way older than you, I should be in charge!"
"There's two groups, you can both be in charge," Frostedflake meowed.
"But I want to be in charge!" Frecklespeckle protested.
"I want catmint!" Sweetheart exclaimed.
"Well, well, well, what do we have 'ere?"
The cats suddenly stopped arguing, and gasped at the sound of the other cat.
"I dunno, Boss, it looks like a bunch of cats without their mentors."
Frecklespeckle immediately recognized the two cats, one very heavy-set, and the other, the exact opposite.
"Budlight? Weedwhacker? What are you guys doing here?" he asked.
"Yeah, like, were you spying on us? Besides, we're full blown med-cats," Sourpatch growled, extending his claws, which were super long, just like his grandfather Tigerstar's.
"Would you two fancy some catmint?" Sweetheart asked.
"There's no time for catmint right now, we have a quest!" Frecklespeckle exclaimed.
"Oh wow Weedwhacker, a quest! I've always wanted to go on one of those!" Budlight exclaimed.
The skinny tom twitched his whiskers.
"Alright, let's join them."
So, thus, everyone started making their way to the tribe.
Meanwhile, in StarClan...
"Oh boy! I just died for the eleventh time!" Beetlewhisker exclaimed, as he raced into StarClan.
Then, he suddenly flickered, and was gone.
"Even leaders don't get that many lives," Rabbitleap grumbled.
"It's that freakin Ravenwing's fault! He keeps bringing the wrong cats back to life!" Goosefeather spat, glaring at his companion.
Ravenwing rolled his eyes.
"Whatever Douchefeather, like I care about anything anymore, you know what? I was ghosting into someone twoleg house, because I was bored, and wanted to know what it was like to be a kittypet, and-" the black tom took a deep breath, "I found these forums where everyone talks about us! They all think I should go to The Dark Forest!"
He threw his head back and started wailing.
"There, there," Nettlebreeze meowed, patting his back.
"I know how you feel, Bro," Appledusk meowed, padding over. He opened his mouth to say something else, when Bluestar picked him up, and chucked him into The Dark Forest.
"NO MORE BROWN CATS!" she screeched.
"That's a little racist," Rooktail spat, "What? Are you going to toss out the black cats next?"
"Maybe if you don't stop getting on my nerves, first making me make Leafpool name a kit after you, and now this," Bluestar growled.
"Come on Ravenwing and Bluestar, stop fighting," Ferncloud meowed.
"I'm Rooktail," Rooktail sighed.
Ashfur narrowed his eyes.
"How do we tell you and Ravenwing apart?"
Ferncloud nodded.
"Yeah, Ashfur and I look exactly alike, but he has blue eyes, and I have green, that's how you can tell us apart, but you two are both black cats with blue eyes, there's no way to tell you two apart!"
"Wow, so you think all black cats look the same, huh Ferncloud?" Spiderleg spat.
The grey she-cat rolled her eyes.
"Come off it Spiderleg, you're not even fully black."
"Does that mean you think Icecloud and Cloudtail look the same? They're both white with blue eyes," Foxleap meowed.
Ferncloud sighed.
"No, Cloudtail's fat and has long fur."
"No, that's Graystripe," Ashfur meowed.
"Um, no, I'm pretty sure it's Cloudtail, he's the one who kept sneaking out to eat kittypet food, remember?"
"They're both fat and fuzzy, but not as fuzzy as meee!" Fuzzypelt exclaimed strutting out into the middle of the clearing, striking model poses on his way over.
Bluestar rolled his eyes, and snatched a wandering Loudbelly, chucking him into the Dark Forest. She then rubbed her paws together, and chuckled under her breath, that was the rest of the brown cats, they were all gone.
Meanwhile, in the Dark Forest...
"EW SICK GROSS! A TUNNELER!" Shrewclaw screeched when Wrenflight padded over.
She rolled her eyes.
"For the 93583985893th million time Screwclaw, Heatherstar banned tunneling before I was an apprentice, or maybe before I was even born, I was so young, I don't remember."
The brown tom flicked his tail.
"Well, you still have tunneler blood, so there!"
"Guys, stop being feather-brains, we have to think of a plan!" Mudclaw spat, glaring at the both of them."
They just ignored him, and continued to argue.
"Oh yeah? My son's better than your son!" Wrenflight boasted.
Shrewclaw shook his head.
"No way, your son is a total loser, he was only leader for five seconds before WindClan fell apart."
"Well, at least my son was leader," Wrenflight smirked.
"Um, I'm standing right here for your information!" Mudclaw screeched with his eyes nearly bugging out of his head.
"What are you guys fighting about?" Stagleap asked, padding over.
"Shrewclaw called me a tunneler, and then said that our son is a loser!" Wrenflight wailed.
"Well, he's not really wrong about one of those things, eh?" Stagleap meowed.
"Can we just get back to the subject on paw?" Mudclaw sighed, "Cats are forgetting the warrior code!"
"No one knows what that is, stop rambling about it," Littlecloud groaned.
"EW SICK GROSS! A SHADOWCLAN CAT!" Shrewclaw screeched.
"That's it," Mudclaw threw his paws up, "I'm going to go talk to cats who actually have a brain."
He padded over to where Darkstripe was sitting with Tigerkit, Willowkit, and Dirtkit.
"Normally, I don't associate with cats outside of WindClan, but you seem smart, wanna be bffs?"
"Um, wait a minute, didn't you and Hawkfrost have a fling?" Mousefur asked.
Mudclaw rolled his eyes,
"I was only meeting up with him so he could help me get my rightful position as leader back, as if I'd ever take a mate outside of WindClan, I'm not Onestar or Traitorfeather you know."
"How dare you call my grandson a traitor!" Wrenflight spat from across the clearing.
"Well, he was my apprentice, but did he take my side in the battle with Onestar? No," Mudclaw huffed, before turning to Darkstripe.
"Come on, I have a plan!"