So this chapter is basically just a recap if you missed any other stuff last time or whatever, and yeah.

Hey, so, note from the editor: the author is very sorry that she has not been updating a lot. This is… 3% my fault, seeing as though I've kind of… abandoned… this story as much as she has. Note from the author: I have NO inspiration right now and I'm kinda tired so this fanfiction will be updating every 1-2 months. About my other fanfiction, make sure you follow and favorite that story, it's a bit short but I'll be updating it soon as well. :)

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Redtail felt exhausted after everything that was going on in his life currently. He got a new apprentice, who was named Firepaw. Dustpaw wasn't happy about it and always bullied Firepaw, but Firepaw never seemed to mind.

Now that Tigerclaw was gone, Bluestar looked into options for another mentor for Ravenpaw; she ended up choosing Longtail, but not a lot of cats in the clan thought that was a good idea. Bluestar ignored them, of course.

Her thinking was that they both get so scared easily and Longtail could teach Ravenpaw how to react quickly and always be ready for anything, but the clan's thoughts were that they are both cowardly and would flee together at the sight of blood.

Redtail had to support his leader's decision because he's deputy and it's his job to help the leader.

Bluestar started to lose confidence in StarClan and went into depression soon after. That's probably why she ignored her clan's thoughts on hunting, patrolling, and training. Everyone in the clan was pretty worried for her.

Ravenpaw hasn't started training with Longtail yet because he still has a nasty bite on his hind leg from the battle a few days ago. He's been sleeping in Spottedleaf's den for a past few days since Spottedleaf found out it could get infected.

She was pretty upset when she found out. "You tell me this now?!" Redtail recalled her yowling. "He could be seriously damaged permanently by this and you just LET it happen?!" She hissed furiously before stalking back into her den. Usually, Spottedleaf is kind, and beautiful, but like any cat, they have a dark side. Spottedleaf gets really serious if someone in the clan is hurt badly and their treatment was delayed.

Redtail just thought his sister was overreacting but then he remembered that Spottedlead cared about ThunderClan a lot. Nearly as much as him. Featherwhisker, her mentor, was more soft about it. "Why didn't you tell me this earlier so that he could get proper treatment?" Featherwhisker asked calmly.

Spottedleaf was a very laid back cat and usually never got angry or frustrated but Redtail guessed all of the wounds she's been having to deal with since the battle was just stressing her out.

Bluestar got worse every day. She used to come out for a while to get fresh air and eat a bit but now, she doesn't step paw out of her den. Someone had to bring her food and she hadn't seen direct sunlight in days. Frostfur was usually in the den with her, comforting her. Just yesterday, Spottedleaf informed Redtail; "Bluestar's developed whitecough." She meowed worriedly.

"What?!" Redtail exclaimed, jumping onto his paws and nearly shoving Whitestorm over. Whitestorm reacted with a grunt but shook it off and stood up next to Redtail. Spottedleaf looked at both of them deeply. "If her whitecough gets any worse, it could escalate to greencough, and I don't have very much catmint."

"No worries," Redtail reassured. "I'll send a patrol to look for more catmint and for now just care for her the best you can."

Spottedleaf didn't look convinced. "You realize that it's leafbare, right? There will be no catmint and the catmint that's left are shriveled and can't be used to heal anymore."

Redtail placed his tail on her shoulder trying to comfort her.

"We'll find what we can, and bring it back." Spottedleaf nodded, looking a little less stressed.

"Oh, by the way," She turned around to face Redtail again. "Ravenpaw is good for training now. His wound has healed and he's okay."

Redtail smiled. "That's great to hear." That had been the best news Redtail had heard in days. He was having to deal with all of the patrols, he had to check up on the nursery, and medicine-cat den often, and not to mention he had to train Firepaw as well.

Redtail was always felt in charge, and honestly, it felt nice. Even though Redtail worried about Bluestar, he knew that if she died, he would LOVE to be the leader. Even if it meant handling patrols, hunting, and looking after his entire clan.

If he ever were leader, he would definitely make Whitestorm his deputy. The senior warrior would be so helpful, deputy or not.

A voice behind Redtail startled him. "Would you like to join me on the evening patrol?" Redtail whipped around to see Runningwind standing there, quite surprised by Redtail's reaction.

Redtail put on a fake smile and replied. "I would love to, but I have a busy day. Maybe tomorrow."

Runningwind shrugged. "That's fine. I'll ask Mousefur then." The swift tom trotted away. Redtail felt bad by letting him down but he had to get Bluestar to do the naming ceremonies for Firepaw, Graystripe, Ravenpaw, Sandpaw, and Dustpaw.

He quietly called. "Bluestar, are you in there?" A really soft voice responded.

"You may come in." Redtail slowly ducked under the lichen that draped at the entrance of the den. When he entered, he saw Frostfur lying next to Bluestar.

"You shouldn't be here!" Redtail hissed. "Bluestar has whitecough and you have kits to care for. You can't get sick now." Frostfur looked at him with her gentle, blue eyes.

"I know, but I couldn't leave Bluestar to go through this herself. She needs support." A harsh voice cut her off. "Frostfur. Leave now." Bluestar had gotten up and was flicking her tail back and forth.

Frostfur dipped her head and exited gracefully. Bluestar faced Redtail. "Now, what do you need?"

Redtail took a pace back and managed to stammer. "You need to do the naming ceremony for all of the apprentices." Bluestar relaxed a bit.

"Ah, yes. I forgot." She said simply before leaving the den as well, with Redtail following close behind.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey come down here and gather beneath this...rock." She said dully. Redtail took a seat next to his apprentice, Firepaw. The young tom was extremely excited, to the point where he was shaking and his fur was fluffed up.

Redtail was so proud of Firepaw. Bluestar slowly started with Ravenpaw.

"Ravenpaw! Do you honor the...warrior code and promise to protect your...clan at all costs?" She asked, clearly focused on something else.

Ravenpaw bowed. "I do." Bluestar blinked back into the real world and continued.

"Then I say your name...Ravenwing." The entire clan was in the middle of cheering until they all heard the rustling of leaves.

Redtail turned his head slowly. "Who's there?" There was no response. He beckoned Lionheart and Graypaw to come over.

"We're going to go check. Everyone stay in your dens for now." Graypaw's eyes were storming.

"Who would interrupt this now?! I haven't gotten my warrior name yet!" He complained. Lionheart butted him gently.

"You'll get it when we come back." He reassured.

Graystripe huffed. "Unless we die and don't come back." He muttered.

"Stop this now. We have to be quiet." Redtail meowed. He slowly crept forward, where all the sound was coming from. With a signal, he launched himself onto the creature. The creature yowled and easily shook Redtail off.

It spat and turned around. Redtail's eyes widened. He remembered this cat. "Yellowfang!"