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Chapter 1

"There you go," a silver-furred she-cat meowed, her voice muffled with herbs. She placed the yarrow back into its stocks. "Okay--try putting weight on your paw."

The dark grey tom sat up, wincing as he looked down at his paw.

"Make sure to not put much weight on it. If it starts to sting, lick it well to soothe the pain."

"Thank you, Mockingpaw," Crowpaw mewed, bending down to lick his paw, and turned to limp out of the den.

"No problem," Mockingpaw replied. She turned to go to the back of the medicine den. She started sorting the herbs back into their stocks.

Mockingpaw's mentor Larkfoot, a speckled brown she-cat, appeared through the entrance. "I expect we'll be leaving soon for the Gathering." She looked at the herb piles. "Join me at the Highrock once you've finished sorting." She dipped her head and turned around to pad out of the den.

Mockingpaw soon joined her mentor at the center of the camp. Once all the cats had gathered, Redstar, a russet striped tom, flicked his tail as a signal and lead his way out of the WindClan camp.

When they arrived at FourTrees, Mockingpaw took her place among the medicine cats. She tucked her tail around her paws neatly and watched all the cats as they streamed into the hollow.

Soon RiverClan arrived, and Mockingpaw searched among the cats, trying to catch sight of a white pelt with black spots and ear tips. She saw her friend and purred as they made eye contact, waving her tail in greeting.

Leopardpaw padded over to sit near the medicine cats. She dipped her head in greeting.

"Hello," the WindClan medicine cat apprentice, Mockingpaw, mewed as Leopardpaw sat down.

"Hey," She replied, grinning as always when she was around Mockingpaw. "How's WindClan?" She asked as she scooted slightly closer to her.

"WindClan is doing well," she smiled, twitching her ear. "I assume all is well in RiverClan?"

"It's doing well. Snowstar recently made a new apprentice whose name is Squirrelpaw. She's Shiftingpaw's younger sister, but you couldn't tell since she's a lot nicer," she answered in a soft mew, a brief scowl appeared on her face as she mentioned Shiftingpaw.

Mockingpaw twitched her whiskers, seeing her friend's scowl. "I'm glad you've made friends." She purred, trying to distract her from her obvious discomfort. "How long has she been an apprentice?"

Leopard paused thoughtfully. "She's been an apprentice for about six sunrises after the last Gathering." She meowed. She realized they should talk about Mockingpaw, too. "Has it been busy for you in WindClan?"

"Not too busy," she meowed. "Thankfully there haven't been many coincidences besides stepping on thorns."

Leopardpaw nodded, thinking about when they first met and how unsure Mockingpaw was; now her friend was at ease and confident as the medicine cat apprentice.

She felt her friend relax her tail tip against her in a friendly gesture, hearing her as she purred softly.

Leopardpaw felt her cheeks grow warm and she flattened her ear tips slightly as she purred at Mockingpaw.

The four leaders on the Great Rock had taken their places and signaled that the Gathering had begun. The ShadowClan leader Adderstar had started speaking, and Leopardpaw looked at Mockingpaw. Her bright green eyes were fixed on the leader, unaware of Leopardpaw's more-than-fond gaze.

Leopardpaw was half listening to the leaders, for all she could think of was Mockingpaw's soft tail tip as it rest gently against hers.