Who Are You Again?

(AN: Aw, thank you EVERYONE for all the reviews! I enjoy reading them, and please keep posting more. - I'm a little slooooowwwww on the updating here, but I have gotten lots of homework, I am hoping to get another chapter in before the end of the week though... D So this chapter starts off where we left off, Mistheart sitting vigil.)

The sun snuck slowly, but steadily above the horizon, drowning the sky with it's morning light. Mistheart sat and stared in awe. Who knew something so powerful and important can be so elegant? (AN: The sun is usually bright, hot, & strong, and right now it is dimmer, since, you know how in the morning, the sun is usually more dull, so yeah.)

She stretched her haunches and yawned. She was so full of questions, but was now too sleepy to even think about any of them anymore, all that could pop into mind was the nice, sleep she would have in a few moments.

Suddenly a twig snapped and the leaves parted before her.

Oh my gosh, a predator, what am I gonna do...what am I gonna do?!? ...she thought frantically, then remembered, she didn't want to show any fear, she wanted to become the best warrior ever, so she crouched facing the pink nose peering from the leaves, and drew her lips back in a snarl.

"Relax, relax, it's only me!" A gray figure mewed as he emerged from the green, "Say, aren't you that kittypet, Mistheart?"

Mistheart nodded, and began to frantically lick her flank, embarrassed that she couldn't even recognize scents yet.

"Hey cool, I'm Greystripe, I made friends with that other kittypet Fireheart a few moons ago."

"It's a pleasure..." Mistheart dipped her head in greeting, then looked around wearily.

"Oh yeah, before I ramble you off to sleep, I was sent to tell you that you may come off vigil, I know it's hard, just go to sleep in the warriors den, you should have no problem finding it, at worst case just ask a cat, and I will be sure that you find a fresh piece of prey below your nose when you awake."

"Thank you so much." Mistheart looked gratefully at Greystripe and began to pad away to camp.

Once at camp, Mistheart looked around, every cat was busy, kits were playing in front of the nursery, while worried queens were supervising, elders were being cared for by apprentices and warriors were dragging kill up to the pile. Mistheart decided not to stop and chat, she needed all rest possible.

Mistheart awake during the middle of the day to find a magpie set before her. Startled, she scurried away to the back of the den, accidentally causing her to trip over another sleeping cat. The cat, awoke with a start and threw Mistheart off his back, turned, and snarled at her. He kept stepping toward Mistheart, causing her to back up against the wall of the den, fury burning in his eyes.

"Never, and I mean NEVER, wake me up EVER!" the smoky-grey cat hissed,"One more time, kittypet, and you're dead." He hissed once more and spat before turning back to his bedding.

Trembling with fear, Mistheart picked up the magpie, and ran out of the den. She spat out the magpie at the entrance of the den and ran across camp to find Fireheart. She looked in the nursery, no, the elders den, no, she ran and ran, then suddenly became blinded by a fire-colored patch of fur, forcing her to tumble sideways into the brambles. Mistheart dug her claws in the ground to stop herself from rolling head-on into them and stood up to meet Fireheart staring at her, his eyes, expressionless.

Mistheart got frightened, what was happening why was she being so clumsy, "I-I'm sorry, I am, I-I'm going to go back to sleep now, so I do not bother anyone again." Mistheart looked up at Fireheart as her eyes began to water, "Please, do not be mad at me, please."

Fireheart's eyes narrowed, "What? What makes you think I am mad, what are you, mad?!? I am almost never mad! See, now I'm becoming mad because you are making me get mad because you thought I was mad, you must be mad to think of me as mad!"

"No, I'm pretty sure that I am not mad, so, I'm happy you aren't mad, it's just another cat was mad at me so, I thought you would be mad too."

(AN: I tried to put in some mad humor...haha...mad...D)

"What? Wait, what other cat? What happened?"

Mistheart gulped to catch her breath, "I awoke happily in the morning, and there right before me was a poor dead, bird, w-with claw marks dug into it's belly. I got really startled to find it there, so I jumped back and stumbled upon another, smokey-grey cat. He yelled at me, and said if I am ever to annoy him again, I-I...die" She choked out the last word as if she never said it before.

Fireheart closed his eyes, and mumbled, "Dustpelt..."

"Excuse me?"

Fireheart's eyes widened in surprise,"Oh, no, I was just saying, the cat that scared you was Dustpelt, he never liked me when I joined this clan, I guess he doesn't like kittypets and all, or maybe he's jealous! Yeah...jealous of the kittypets wonderful moves and techniques. What do you think about him, Mist...Mistheart? Mistheart?"

Mistheart's head rested on her flank, and she was tilting toward the right, slightly drooling. Fireheart prodded her and focused on her relaxed eyes, "So what do you think?"

"Oh, yes, I think you should buy the mouse and put it on my head!" Mistheart looked startled, then her cheeks flushed, "Did I just say—"

"Yup"

"Oh, sorry, It's just, your voice reminds me of home, and how my brothers voice used to calm me, somewhat like yours. I guess I was daydreaming...say, what was your name when you were a kittypet?"

"Uh..." Fireheart searched his mind for an answer, "To tell you the truth, I forgot with all of the confusion and excitement with joining the clan moons ago, but I remember, I had a sister, she resembles you in a way and her eyes, yes, her eyes had the same glossy texture as yours do, weird how fate ends up that way, huh?"

Mistheart nodded unconvinced, "Yeah, but I'm pretty sure I know you..."

Fireheart's head tilted,"I'm sure it's just from your vigil, seriously, after my vigil, I've seen dead cats, so, why don't you eat that magpie of yours and go to sleep, I will begin to train you sometime tomorrow, but I'm sure you probably got everything down-pat."

Mistheart nodded, eating would do her good, and maybe some extra training with Fireheart will help her get everything straight with him, and maybe he too, will help in finding her brother.

(AN: I haven't written this fanfic for awhile, so please, excuse me if it looks not so spiffy, but I would like comments. D)