A/N Thanks to Random Person In ur Bushes for reminding me about the disclaimer! *hits head against table* Anyhow, I know Tigerstar and Spottedleaf are related, but who cares? It's fanfiction! Anything can happen here. Anyhow, I found somebody to say the disclaimer for me. *Tigerstar pops up*

T: silverstarfan does not own warriors! Otherwise Firestar would have killed me.

Seasons later...

Ivyfern sighed as she gathered more moss for the sick cats. Alot of work was on her shoulders, since she was medicine cat apprentice of Thunderclan, almost all the cats were sick, and her own mentor was close to death! On top of that, she was supposed to go to the moonpool tonight.

What can I do starclan? Who can I trust to take care of the cats if I go? Should I take on an apprentice soon in case I become sick? Who would it be? Dawnkit? Rowankit? Barkkit? Ivykit? Or-

A tiny rustle alerted her to the presence of a kit hiding in the bracken. Ivyfern let out another sigh and beckoned the little rascal out with a flick of her tail.

"What are you doing here specklekit?"

The kit looked down at his speckled paws.

"Well... I-I-I'm going to be an apprentice tomorrow. But I don't want to be a warrior. I have been watching you secretly for awhile, and want to be your' apprentice."

Ivyfern looked at him in shock.

How could I take on an apprentice now? My mentor is still alive, and this kit could catch the sickness. Specklekit added something in.

"I know what I could do for the moment to take care of the sick cats, and your mentor will probably join starclan soon, so I could become your' apprentice..."

He trailed off. Ivyfern looked at him and sighed.

"You can take care of the cats for tonight, and I'll see if starclan wants me to allow this. But if they don't you'll be a warrior."

Specklekit perked up immediately. He scrambled around to collect as much moss as possible for the sick cats' bedding. Ivyfern left for the moonpool after escorting him back to camp an assigning Dewpaw to be his assistant. As she ran to meet the other medicine cats, worry and doubt plagued her every pawstep.

"What should I do? Tell them all but about ten cats are sick? What do I tell them about my mentor? Will any of their clans be experiencing this sickness? Do they have any answers? Do starclan have any answers or have they abandoned us?

Her paws slowed as she saw some figures approching her. She recognized the figures as Sleetfur of Shadowclan, Ebonypaw of Riverclan and Rainpelt and her apprentice Poppypaw of Windclan. To her surprise, Thornfire was not with his apprentice. As Ivyfern caught up with them, she subtly edged him to one side.

"So, where's Thornfire?"

"He caught a strange sickness which killed him."

Ebonypaw replied, grief evident in his voice.

"I'm so sorry. We've been hit by the sickness too and my mentor is also about to join starclan."

She confided. Ebonypaw gently pressed his flank against hers in a comforting way.

Then the moonpool loomed in front of them in all its mystery and splendor.

Silently Ivyfern glided down and leaned forward to press her muzzle against the water.

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