"Thinking of disease constantly will intensify it. Feel always 'I am healthily in body and mind."
-Swami Sivananda

One moon later

"Oh no, not Amberfern..."

Clovertalon's tail dropped as he stood beside Morningpool, who was checking his mate. He frantically looked at me.

"Is this the threat?!" He demanded.

"No." I already knew that the bout of Greencough that struck RiverClan was not the threat in the Prophecy as mentioned before by Ivypool.

"Get our kits away from her!" Clovertalon whimpered.

"We have to move all of them to the elder's den except Spottedkit. All three of them have Greencough." Morningpool explained.

"No!" Clovertalon fell over sobbing and Flyfur and even Voletooth came over to comfort him.

Many cats fell with the Greencough over the past moon: Both elders, Misha, Songpool, and some others.

Voletooth picked up a fish and walked towards the elder's den when Rowanpaw, now Rowanpelt, blocked the way.

"Hey!" Voletooth growled. "I'm trying to visit Songpool! She needs to eat too!"

"You can't get greencough Voletooth." Rowanpelt told her firmly. "You're one of our best hunters."

"I won't hunt crap for you if you don't let me in there!" Voletooth unsheathed her claws.

Rowanpelt flinched and bolted the other way. I saw Voletooth enter the elder's den and placed the fish at Songpool's paws.

Much to the pleasant surprise of me and my friends, Spidermoon moved to the Nursery a quarter-moon ago with Brownpelt's kits. I was going to be an aunt.

Well, technically I already was going to with Jioveheart's kits, but I did not consider her kin.

"We're back!" I heard Honeybreeze yowl, leading back a solid patrol of cats that had little prey.

"Prey is getting scarce." Brownpelt sighed. "At least I caught a water vole for Spidermoon. Her favorite."

"Shouldn't we give that to your grandmother and my mother Marshmouse?" Brambleblaze hissed.

"She'd want us to give it to her grandson's pregnant mate." I intervened, knowing how giving she was. "That fish Heroneyes has can feed both the elders anyway."

Brambleblaze gave a sharp hiss before tossing the vole into the snow. Brownpelt, who was normally very mellow, snarled and shoved Brambleblaze into the snow.

"Brownpelt!" I gasped.

"She's disrespecting my mate!" Brownpelt snapped indignantly. He opened his mouth but closed it thinking against saying anything else.

He picked up the vole and walked toward the Nursery bounding to his mate.

"My kits wouldn't have to deal with all this snow if they were in a cozy Twoleg nest." Giselle snarled, angrily shaking off snow on her pelt.

I had felt the Clan was tearing it's relations apart, cats more angry at each other. Even though our Clan was already broken anyway.

Birdpaw complained just as much as her mother, but fortunately, Petalpaw tried her hardest to be enthusiastic for everyone.

Me and Flyfur, who have gotten so much closer over the past moon, trained our apprentices how to fight in the snow. Then Voletooth came in sobbing, and she almost never cried.

"What's wrong?" I quickly ran to her and petted her shoulder with my tail.

"I thought...Songpool wasn't waking up...and then she did..I thought she was dead!" Voletooth whimpered. "I...I'm going to stay there. I don't care if I get greencough-"

"You love her."

Voletooth stopped speaking and just stared at me, her panicked gaze faltering.

"Rowanpelt won't be able to stop you. Go to her." Flyfur meowed.

Voletooth looked at a loss for words, but she looked at both of us and nodded. Whispering "Thank you" before taking off into the elder's den.

"Splotchstar!"

The Clan all lifted their heads and looked to the leader's den at the sound of Dad's yowl. Some of us entered the den and saw Splotchstar as still as the ground she was on, her eyes closed.

Splotchstar was dead.

"Finally! I was hoping for a better leader!" Brownpelt gasped with relief.

"Would it help to know your grandmother is dead too because you had to feed your stupid mate?!" Brambleblaze snarled at Brownpelt.

"What?!" I ran to the elder's den and saw from the outside Marshmouse's body also without any life. "No!"

Rowanpelt pulled the body to the clearing and I touched my nose to her dead shoulder, sobbing. I had wished I'd spent more time with her as a warrior, but now she was gone.

Dad also pulled Splotchstar's body out to the clearing, but nobody went to her. It wasn't weird since nobody that cared for her were still alive.

"Redblossom, don't worry." Flyfur whispered, nuzzling my cheek. "This is just a trial for RiverClan, that with our Crimson Heroine, we can get through."

"I can't be a hero." I whimpered.

"Really? Cause you're my hero." Flyfur purred. "You can do anything."

"We will hold a vigil for Marshmouse." Dad announced. "Rowanpelt, I want you to lead a patrol to bury Splotchstar. Morningpool, we will head to the Moonpool now to make me leader."

It was morning, but I refused to wake up as I felt comfortable beside my mate. However, another tragedy was going to change all that.

"AMBERFERN!"

Flyfur bolted from my side and ran to Clovertalon, who was crouched over Amberfern's dead body.

"What about the-"

"Frostkit and Wildkit are dead too." Clovertalon sobbed. "Spottedkit is safe in the Nursery."

"What happened?"

Voletooth came out the elder's den with appeared to be a much less sick Songpool. Her eyes widened and her tail dropped.

"I didn't forgive her!"

"And now she's dead." Flyfur snarled at his sister. "Now you get to live with being mad with her till the day she died. Happy now?"

"Stop it!" Songpool suddenly snapped. "Amberfern is in StarClan, she obviously can see us and has already forgiven her daughter! So leave my mate alone!"

Clanmates gasped. Songpool still looked angry but Voletooth smirked.

"You just wanted to say we were mates didn't you?" Voletooth purred.

"Maybe, but they're still making me mad." Songpool hissed.

"We're back from the Moonpool!"

We all looked to my Dad and Morningpool. Despite the shock of Flyfur's mother dying, I couldn't help but feel proud of my Dad, the new leader of RiverClan.

"Stonestar! Stonestar! Stonestar!"

"The next deputy of RiverClan will be Mothleap." Stonestar announced.

Mothleap's eyes lit up and her mate Heroneyes looked happy for her as she nodded her head.

"I won't let you down Stonestar." Mothleap purred.

"Stonestar, my mate and our kits are dead." Clovertalon said for the whole Clan to hear. "With the exception of Spottedkit."

"She's weaned, thank StarClan." Clovertalon continued. "But I want a she-cat to take her as their-"

"I'll do it!"

Voletooth blinked in shock as Songpool smiled excitedly.

"Me and Voletooth will raise her." Songpool repeated. "Or I will, whichever Voletooth wants."

"I'll help you." Voletooth meowed, nuzzling her mate. "I'll go hunt for Spottedkit right now."

Voletooth eagerly left the camp and Clovertalon mouthed a "thanks" before crawling into the warrior's den.

"It's been a long sunrise." Flyfur sighed beside me. "We can take our apprentices out on a patrol later, but right now I need some more sleep."

"Okay, I'll come with you." I whispered.

We walked into the warrior's den with our pelts close together, ready to sleep some of the shock away

Of course, it seemed StarClan had different plans for me.

I walked through their territory and saw cats of all ages roaming the ground and jumping on the trees. They all stopped and looked at me with curiousity, they must've known I was the Crimson Heroine.

"Redblossom."

I turned and saw Ivypool, but she was not smiling. She looked more serious.

"The threat is very close now, and no cat has defeated it before. Let alone seen it alive." Ivypool explained. "The twolegs call it a helicopter, and it is full of twolegs."

"What does it look like?" I asked her.

"...a flying monster."

My eyes widened, monsters by themselves were already horrible beasts that I was told had killed so many cats in the old territory. But now one was heading near our camp, much more dangerous than what any Clan as ever seen.

"No wonder StarClan gave Jioveheart all those powers!" I gasped. "How is a regular cat supposed to stop that thing? Nobody's even stopped a regular monster!"

"It's going to try to land on Clan territory." Ivypool told me. "You must stop it before it does so."

"I'll try and think of something." I reassured her. "I'll try my best for all the Clans, or I'll die trying."

Ivypool's ears flattened and she looked away.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Redblossom...the thing is..." Ivypool sighed. "You're very most likely to die without powers to help you. Very likely, so...you may want to say your goodbyes to your loved ones first."

My heart dropped, I thought I would get enough time with Flyfur to settle down and actually have kits. But I'll do something even better, I'll die for all the Clans.

My name will go down in history.

"I'll save the Clans." I told Ivypool. "I'll die, whatever it takes to keep all the cats I care about safe."