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Forbidden Hero Part II

Midnight was asleep. Topaz wavered in the darkness, his eyes shimmering through the night sky.

"Be very quiet. Sometimes Midnight gets like this, and you have to put her to sleep," the fox whispered in his husky voice. Honeydrop stood still for he didn't dare to move. A strong claw reached for him abruptly and he jumped. Midnight spoke in a stronger voice now, as she called to him,

"Hawkfrost calls himself leader to 'New Bloodclan'. They do not know who is his father. ' Old Bloodclan' came to the forest. Bone's son, who calls himself Shadow, leads them. And they want to kill Hawkfrost."

"That's-that's good, though! They can kill him for us." Midnight shook her head.

"No! They will think the clans are led by Hawkfrost. Both sides will be deceived. Clans fight Blood…" Honeydrop's eyes widened in understanding.

"And when the battle is over," he continued for her, "He and 'New Bloodclan' will easily capture whoever survives. Then, he can come and conquer the Tribe of Rushing Water." Midnight nodded her head rapidly her smile was full of a pride and anguish all in one. Honeydrop continued though,

"But what can we do?"

"You must see the Tribe. Tell them of the felony. Go back to Thunderclan. BUT NO MATTER WHAT, DO NOT FIGHT 'OLD BLOODCLAN'. Go now."

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Honeydrop arrived at the Tribe almost two days later. He walked carefully through a thick meadow, undetected. He spotted the cave of the Tribe when he was close enough. A large gray tom pounced him. But before he fought Honeydrop, he stopped and mewed,

"Oh my! You smell… like Thunderclan?" Honeydrop was covered in dirt, dew, and exhaustion. Surprisingly, the tom had scented the small whiff of him that held the vague taste of Thunderclan.

"Yes. I'm Honeydrop and-" He looked into the tom's familiar eyes. "-And you're Stormfur, aren't you?"

The tom nodded, welcomingly. He was exactly what Honeydrop had thought he would look like, strong, tall, gray, and with disarming, bright, blue eyes.

"Can I take you back to the cave? If you have something to tell Stone-Teller."

"Sort of… It's nothing that I can't tell you."

"Oh. Well, why don't we talk over a nice, plump hawk? By the way, I'm not Stormfur anymore. Now, I'm Storm from Tranquil Blue Sky, just call me Storm." Honeydrop nodded heavily.

"Anyhow," Storm continued, "How are the clans? Did Squirrelpaw become a warrior?"

"Yeah, Squirrelflight, now. As a matter of fact, she was my mentor."

"Really? That's great! What about Brambleclaw? She was always awfully fond of him."

Honeydrop stopped and looked at his feet. The arguments between Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw weren't spoken of often.

"He's good- er- I guess. He and Squirrelflight are, well… Their relationship never exactly worked out." Storm looked completely shocked.

"What? That's horrible. Such a shame! How is Firestar?"

"Oh, he's fine, really lively, actually, for a tom of his age." Storm laughed at his answer and responded,

"Yeah, I know. What about Tawnypelt? Crowfeather? Leafpaw? Mistyfoot?" Honeydrop paused unsure of where to begin.

"Tawnypelt is fine, I should think. I spoke with her not more than five or six days ago. There are a lot of problems with her that I'll tell you about later. Crowfeather," Honeydrop searched for the right words while trying very hard not to refer to him as his father. "Crowfeather is well. He is still upset by Feathertail's death. I'm afraid that looms over us all. But he is feeling better. Much less heartbroken. Mistyfoot was unfortunately found 'ill' and demoted to the position of elder."

"No! What do you mean by 'ill'?"

"I'll explain later. And then, Leafpaw is a Medicine Cat now. Leafpool, actually." Suddenly he blurted out, "She is my mother."

"Your what? But she's a Medicine Cat!" Storm stood, dumbstruck. Honeydrop sighed. He wished that he hadn't said that.

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During their lunch, Honeydrop told him everything. He even told him his dreams and about his meeting with Tawnypelt as well as the conversation with Midnight. The only thing that he forced himself not to say was that his father was Crowfeather.

Storm remained silent throughout the story and listened attentively. He waited until Honeydrop was completely finished to speak.

"I see… This is a very serious thing. I'm glad Midnight told you to tell me. Won't you rest after your journey?"

"I'd rather not. I ought to head back to Thunderclan." Storm nodded.

"As soon as Bloodclan strikes, we'll come find you. Your job is to make sure that the clans are informed of this evil." There was a prolonged silence in the cave. Honeydrop whispered his gratitude, then left.

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Honeydrop came to Thunderclan in another day and a half. His head was drenched with sweat. More than a little homesick, he ran all the way to camp as soon as he entered the territory.

The camp was perfectly in tact, exactly as he left it. Not one cat dared to ask him where he had gone.

That's weird, he thought.

He scrambled to Leafpool, his hunger quaking every step that he took. She gave him something for his dizziness and a rabbit for his hunger.

"I told the clan that you were on a mission for me," she said at last, "and told them not to ask questions. I hope you found what you were sent to find." Honeydrop looked very sadly at his dear mother. Finally he caved in and told her all about his adventures. She was a very good listener.

"Then, you know what you have to do."

"Yes," he answered, "I have to stop Hawkfrost, no matter what it takes."

I saw the cover of Twilight! Is that Crowfeather on the front jacket? I think it is! Who do you think will die? I'm worried that it'll be Firestar. Also... does anyone know where in Into the Wild it mentions Rosetail?