"A hero is an ordinary individual who finds the strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles."
-Christopher Reeve

On the same night the vigil for Weaselberry, Morningpool and her apprentice took off for the meeting with the other medicine cats as it was half-moon. She was glad it was so as she didn't know how the Clans would be able to get out of this problem.

"At least they don't know about it." Rowanpaw reassured her as if he heard her thoughts. "StarClan left RiverClan for this responsibility remember?"

His mentor only glanced as they saw the other medicine cats come into view, Morningpool noticed the sleek figure of Sootwhisker's apprentice and remembered she had her full name now: Wolfwind.

"Maybe next half-moon I'll give you your full medicine cat name." Morningpool muttered. "But don't count on it."

Rowanpaw was having a hard time dealing with his mentor's negativity, he performed the best he could as medicine cat apprentice.

"Seen any kits you might take up as an apprentice Cinderhawk?" Wolfwind asked gently.

Cinderhawk hardly answered to anyone, but the others knew he found the WindClan medicine she-cat to be beautiful.

"Um...they usually run in my den but none have asked about my herbs yet." Cinderhawk grunted.

Morningpool didn't speak a peep into the conversation and just tried to walk ahead when the others were chatting about Clan gossip. Rowanpaw quickly followed.

They put their noses to the Moonpool with the rest of the medicine cats following.

The light rose above me and my friends as the vigil was finishing. Voletooth had caught us some food to eat before we had started and Stonewater stared blankly at his former mate's corpse when he had arrived. It made me very curious as to what was going on in his head at the time.

It had also been awkward with Jioveheart in our presence, almost all of them avoiding her. She cared little, just having her nose on our mother's lifeless pelt, looking at nothing else.

"Well, that ends the vigil." Stonewater muttered, getting up. "Songpool, you told Splotchstar why we were here right?"

"I did." Songpool replied.

"Bury her right here?" Spidermoon suggested. Her mate was the quickest to agree and soon did the others.

We dug quickly with Jioveheart standing aside, having an excuse this time.

Spidermoon winced as she fell over and started hacking.

"Is she sick?" Voletooth demanded.

"No, she just has a stomach bug." Brownpelt reassured us. "She'll be good, she's just got to keep away from the digging."

"No I can do this..." Spidermoon coughed. Brownpelt ran to her and moved her along.

We finished digging a proper hole and Stonewater lifted Weaselberry's body and dropped it in with no respect nor anger.

"We going to talk about what she meant to us?" Jioveheart asked gently.

"She meant nothing." Stonewater growled. "The best thing she did was give me Redblossom and Brownpelt, let's go."

Jioveheart looked heartbroken as she followed us off the island and to RiverClan. When we returned our Clanmates were surrounding Morningpool and her apprentice.

"-and then after Mistystar said that, the roses around me began to bloom and fly into the sky!" Rowanpaw gasped. "StarClan kept chanting: 'The Crimson Heroine, the Crimson Heroine!'"

The whole Clan looked at us as we returned. Splotchstar narrowed her amber eyes and leaped to Jioveheart.

"Congrats, fleabag. Turns out that the threat will arrive before your kitting as we feared." Splotchstar raked Jioveheart's cheek and shoved her aside before she could react.

"What?!" Jioveheart whimpered. "How did-"

"Morningpool told me, there's no way you can fulfill the Prophecy now." Splotchstar snarled.

"Did you think I asked for kits?" Jioveheart wailed, feeling her cheek.

"Yes, you mated with a tom. That's how you get kits you fox-heart." Voletooth snarled. "Splotchstar, we should make the dirtplace her Nursery!"

"No! We're not monsters." Stonewater hissed. "Jioveheart may have wronged the whole Clan, but she will be in the Nursery with the other Queens."

Splotchstar nodded but her eyes said otherwise, she gestured Haytuft over to her and whispered in his ear.

"Wait..." Stonewater's eyes widened. "Rowanpaw, did you say there were blossoming roses in your dream?"

"Yes." Rowanpaw replied. "For the Crimson Heroine."

"You're not concerned to find out who it is?" Stonewater persisted.

"I thought about it the whole night, I got nothing." Rowanpaw sighed.

Flyfur was by my side, his eyes as big as saucers.

"What?" I asked. "What is it?"

"Red flowers blossom, your name is Redblossom!" Flyfur almost shouted.

"What? Don't be mouse-brained Flyfur!" I snapped. "They're not going to put me in charge! I don't wanna be in charge!"

I was mad at StarClan, they just decide to throw the Prophecy at Jioveheart's sister because she was too dumb and knocked up by a ShadowClan tom?

Suddenly, Jioveheart's recent abuse seemed tame now as her own sister would have to deal with this. And with no powers!

I have to stop the threat

I ran away from Flyfur and into the warrior's den, pretending to be asleep even though stress was hurting my head.

Suddenly, I fell asleep and felt my paws on the clouds, my eyes taking in the stars.

I was in StarClan.

"They're going to find out Redblossom, I thought you wanted to be special." Ivypool meowed.

"I was tired of being overshadowed by my sister. Now she's finally seen as who she is: a good-for-nothing clump of fur." I growled.

Ivypool scowled.

"You don't mean that."

"I know but how she do this to-WEASELBERRY?!"

I saw my own mother walk from allthe other StarClan cats with her dark brown fur now lit up with stars engraved on her pelt.

"I will never forgive Jioveheart for letting my former Clan down." Weaselberry snarled. "As much as I don't want to admit it, we need you."

I saw a skinny white tom with black patches walk towards me, his amber eyes worried.

"Hello, young warrior. I am Magnus, former rogue and former WindClan warrior." The tom explained. "I understand when the future may seem bleak, you'd be afraid to step into the dark. But don't worry. No matter what happens, yourname will go down in history."

"Oh, is that Lightwood?" Magnus meowed. "He's my mate. Songpool must feel scared, thinking she's pursuing a straight she-cat. I felt the same pursuing Lightwood, but he became my mate. Tell her that her confidence will give her the best results."

"We all believe in you." Ivypool purred.

I saw every StarClan cat bow, including Magnus who was now beside his mate.

"Redblossom. Never be afraid, only believe."