"So," Brindlestar began, his voice echoing and bouncing of the walls of the leader's den. "Silvernight tells me that your apprentice, Shadowpaw, wishes to join ThunderClan." He sits down, folding his tail neatly over his paws. "Why is that?"
It has been two days since they had both left their life in ShadowClan, where Blossomheart had the name of Roseclaw. She had, somehow, lost her memory during a fight at Sunningrocks. While she was still conscious, she tried to make her way back to camp, but ended up in ShadowClan territory. Blossomheart had only just joined ThunderClan, so she did not have the scent of the clan when a ShadowClan warrior and apprentice, known as Wildwind and Duskpaw, found her and brought her to the ShadowClan camp.
For some unknown reason, Wildwind recognized Blossomheart, but didn't tell anyone, except for his friend, Pebblestone. Pebblestone was in love with Blossomheart, so when Wildwind told him that she had a mate and kits in ThunderClan, he knew that if she found out she was really from ThunderClan she would want to go back to her real mate, and he didn't want that to happen. Blossomheart soon found out the truth and left, forgetting say good bye to her only friend in ShadowClan.

"She said she doesn't want to be a part of ShadowClan's dishonorable ways," Blossomheart meowed. She looked down at Shadowpaw, who was sitting quietly by her mentor's side. "She told me that she wanted to join ThunderClan," she added. "I found out where I really came from before this, so I told her I was coming with her," she looks back Brindlestar. "I assume you know the rest."

Brindlestar looked down ShadowClan apprentice. "Is that true?"

"Y-yes," Shadowpaw stammered, looking down at her paws anxiously. "ShadowClan has no honor." She looks up at the ThunderClan leader. "The whole forest has heard of Firestar," she adds. "And how amazing and faithful he was. I wish to join ThunderClan to fight with honor. And if I join, I will have an honorable clan to protect and fight for."

"You do not need to be in ThunderClan to fight with honor," Brindlestar purrs.

"I do if I want to avoid getting shred to pieces by Wolfstar!" Shadowpaw shot back. "She wouldn't allow a cat from ShadowClan to show even a hint of mercy, unless she says."

"That is true," Brindlestar sighed. He turns to look at Blossomheart before adding, "Do you think she is telling the truth?"

"Yes," Blossomheart replied without hesitation.

Brindlestar looked down at the apprentice for a minute. "Very well," He decides at last, "I will allow you to join the clan, if"- he turns to Blossomheart- "you promise to train her, watch her, and make sure she becomes a true ThunderClan warrior."

Blossomheart nods, giving her apprentice a quick lick on the ear before turning to face the leader again. "I promise, Brindlestar," she assures him. "Shadowpaw is done with ShadowClan. Right, Shadowpaw?"

"That's right," she replies.

"Good," Brindlestar laid his head slowly onto his paws. "I shall tell the clan at Moonhigh." Blossomheart nodded. Shadowpaw beamed and ran out of the den. Blossomheart was about to follow her when Brindlestar called her back. "I wish to speak with you." He growled.

"What is it?"

"You realize, by bringing that apprentice here, Wolfstar will be furious at ThunderClan."

"I didn't bring her here," Blossomheart hisses. "She's the one who wanted the come the ThunderClan."

"You were her mentor, you should have stopped her."

"It was her decision," she replied calmly. "She is a very determined apprentice, so even if I tried to stop her, she wouldn't have listened."

"Either way, we must be prepared for a war between ShadowClan and ThunderClan."

"I will tell Shadowpaw."

"No," Brindlestar ordered. "I think it is best if she doesn't know. I do not wish for her to feel it is her fault."

Blossomheart nodded; she padded out of the den and walked into sun bathed clearing. Looking around the camp, she notices two apprentices playfully pawing at one another. After several heart-beats, she recognized Echopaw, a pale silver tabby she-cat, and Rainpaw, a grey tabby she-cat. Blossomheart purred at the young she-cats. Then, in the corner of her eye, she saw Shadowpaw padding toward the apprentices. Echopaw turned and saw Shadowpaw, arching her back and unsheathing her claws. Rainpaw hesitated for a moment before doing the same. Shadowpaw stopped a tail-length away from them. She flattened her ears and looked down at the ground.

"You don't belong here," Echopaw hissed. She looked at Rainpaw, but the she-cat remained silent.
Blossomheart was about to run over them, when a deep voice called her name. The voice came from the medicine cat den, but when she looked to see who it was, all she saw was a glimpse of a cat's tail vanish into the den. Blossomheart looked back to Shadowpaw with worry.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it." She turned around to see her friend, Silvernight, stalking toward the three apprentices. Blossomheart nodded in thanks and padded into the medicine cat den. Sitting in front a pile of herbs was a black tom with a grey stripe along his spine and grey tail.

"Dock, marigold, cobwebs, poppy seeds, mouse bile…" the tom muttered.

"Stonestripe," Blossomheart asked. "You wanted to see me?"

"Yes," Stonestripe turned to look at the ThunderClan warrior. "I heard that you have returned. Your apprentice is really kind. Odd, but kind."

"That's Shadowpaw for you." She purred. "Now, why did you call me?"

"I wanted to ask you about your leg." He meowed. "I saw, when you returned, that your leg was injured. How did that happen?"

Blossomheart looked down sadly at her leg. "A rogue attacked me… But Coaldust saved me and my friends before he could finish us off."

"Let me look at it. I will tell Sparkpaw to get some herbs."

"Sparkpaw? She's your apprentice?" Blossomheart looked at him in astonishment.

"That's right," Meowed a new voice. A small, golden, tabby she-cat with emerald-green eyes padded out of the shadow and sat next to Stonestripe. "I'm the new medicine cat apprentice."
Before Blossomheart lost her memory, Sparkpaw was only a kit. Although she was about to turn six moons, she looked as if she was just born.
"Sparkpaw," Stonestripe continued. "What herbs do you need for her leg?"
Sparkpaw examined Blossomheart's leg for a moment before answering, "Goldenrod, Chervil, and Comfrey Roots?"

Stonestripe shook his head. "You only use comfrey roots if they have a broken bone, which she doesn't, so just use goldenrod and chervil."

"Right" Sparkpaw padded off. Stonestripe looked back at Blossomheart.

"Was it the rogue, Dark?" He meowed. Blossomheart stared at him in disbelief.