Wow! Two chapters in one day! I better get some extra reviews for that don't you think? Haha, well on another note…

Woohoo! 60 Reviews! This is really exciting! Next goal… wow… 80… I really doubt that's going to happen any time soon, haha. This Chapter is a little sad… But happy at the end! I'm going to skip a few moons pretty soon here, so that I can get to some more exciting subjects… But for now, enjoy!

Willowlight: Hm, I'm not sure about that, rogues seem a little off subject considering their feud is generally with WindClan. But thanks for the suggestion.

Galefire: I know, isn't forbidden love so intense? And I think I get why Rosepaw reminds you of Hollypaw. She finds her brother named Lionpaw seeing another she-cat? XD Completely coincidental! Haha, I really didn't notice that until just now.

Zestia240: Ya! That's one of my favorites! Check out my poll on my profile

Starbomb: Haha, maybe not quite as much as Rosepaw though

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Chapter 17: A Cure

"No!" The grief-stricken cry hit Rosepaw's ears hard. It was a shriek in the dead of the night. A wail of sadness and regret. It was the voice of Leafsparrow.

Rosepaw jumped up from her nest when she heard her. Her punishment had been over now for a few sunrises, and Rosepaw was relieved to be out in the forest again, though she found it hard to hold her tongue when Lionpaw showed up for training and was exhausted.

Rosepaw slid out of the Apprentice's Den to find cats gathering around the medicine cat den. "What's going on?" Rosepaw asked, pushing her way to stand beside her mentor.

Hailwhisker looked at her, her eyes cloudy with sadness. "It's awful." She meowed. "Darkfoot has died."

Rosepaw felt a stab of sadness inside of her heart. Darkfoot had fallen ill with greencough, as well as Flightbreeze and Forestclaw. So far, there was no cure. Rosepaw felt desperate to find catmint. The first cat had fallen. Who would be next?

"That's terrible!" Rosepaw meowed to her mentor, watching in horror as Troutclaw and Squirrelfang dragged Darkfoot's body out of the den to lay it in the clearing. Leafsparrow clung to her mate like a tick. Both her mate and her son had fallen ill. One was dead. It must be hard for her.

Lionpaw watched in horror from where he sat in the entrance to the Apprentice's Den, his eyes hollow with the death of his mentor. Forestclaw peered out from the medicine cat den at his father. The Elders set down Darkfoot's body and cats rushed to pay their respects to him.

This is terrible. Rosepaw thought as she neared his cold body. We need to find some catmint! Are the medicine cats that worried of Clans thinking their weak that they let cats die!

Rosepaw finally reached Darkfoot's body. She pressed her nose into his cold fur. "Help me find the cure Darkfoot." She murmured so that no cat could hear. "Your death was unnecessary. Let me make sure no other cats perish the way you did."

She backed away from him to let other cats say their goodbyes.

Oakstar padded over, his tail hung low. "Lionpaw." He murmured quietly, flicking his tail for the ginger apprentice to come over. Lionpaw tilted his head in wonder but padded over to the ThunderClan leader.

Oakstar's gaze scoured the group. "Bluedove." He called. The she-cat trotted over.

"Yes Oakstar?" she asked.

"You will mentor Lionpaw now." Oakstar meowed.

Bluedove nodded and touched noses with her new apprentice. Lionpaw seemed a little hesitant, but eventually did the same.

Rosepaw looked around solemnly at all the grieving cats. She caught the eye of Stonepaw who stood in the Medicine Cat Den. I need to find a cure. And soon.

"Rosepaw." Rosepaw looked up to see her mentor padding over to her. Hailwhisker twitched her ears as she approached her apprentice. "We're on a hunting patrol with Thornbird, Firestripe, and Dawnpaw.

Rosepaw nodded, following her mentor over to where a group of cats sat. "Ready?" Thornbird asked.

Rosepaw nodded. "Of course." She meowed.

Thornbird set them off at a fast pace. Rosepaw struggled along with Dawnpaw to keep up. "Flamepaw's got a tough father." Dawnpaw commented as she loped alongside Rosepaw. Rosepaw only nodded in response, her mind was on something much more important.

Thornbird led them near the ShadowClan border before he slowed down. "I figure we'll hunt here." He meowed, flicking his golden tail back and forth with anticipation.

Hailwhisker nodded, turning to Rosepaw. Rosepaw sat, looking up at her expectantly. "Why don't you go hunt down near the lake?" she inquired. "Take Dawnpaw with you." She meowed, turning to the apprentice to motion her tail to go with Rosepaw.

"Alright," Rosepaw mewed. "Dawnpaw, let's go." Rosepaw flicked her tail for Dawnpaw to follow. She turned around and headed off at a brisk pace to reach the lake sooner. She could her Dawnpaw's footsteps behind her. And it didn't take much time to reach the lake.

"Okay," Dawnpaw meowed. "I smell a thrush and a vole. I will take the thrush if you like?" she asked.

Rosepaw nodded, and Dawnpaw trotted away. I'm not going hunting. Rosepaw thought with a smirk. She turned towards the RiverClan border. I need to get catmint. I need to cure the sick cats.

With determination, Rosepaw tentatively crossed the border. She padded alongside the beach ground. She walked curiously, not knowing exactly where the RiverClan camp was. The sun hung heavy in the sky. It was sun-high. She had plenty of time.

There was a slight breeze that blew up the soft snow, but more so, the sun warmed Rosepaw's long fur. It would originally be a nice day, if death hadn't been sprung on them.

Rosepaw let out a sigh of grief in remembrance of Darkfoot. He was a good warrior, one of the few that respected her. That didn't think of her as the apprentice that leaped, head-first into trouble. She had Stonepaw though. Of course she had Stonepaw and she always would.

Rosepaw froze. She heard something. She glanced around suspiciously. She scented the air, RiverClan cats were coming. Good. Then they could take her to their camp and she could speak with Minnowbreath.

"Who's there?" A hiss split the silence.

Rosepaw's muscles tensed as she looked around for the speaker. "My name is Rosepaw." She called loudly. "I am of ThunderClan."

A cry split the air in fury. Rosepaw's breath was knocked off of her as a large tom plowed into her. The tom hissed in anger as he sliced at her with unsheathed claws. Rosepaw cried out in pain. Her claws slid out.

No… I can't harm them; otherwise they'll never let me speak with their medicine cat. Rosepaw sheathed her claws and struggled to place her hind legs underneath the tom. With a grunt, she kicked with all her might.

The tom cried in surprise as he was flung off of her. He fell on the snow with a thud. He got to his paws immediately, flashing his ginger tail back and forth wildly. Rosepaw recognized him as Splashingfire.

Rosepaw heaved herself to her paws, leaving the snow beneath her red with blood. "I only come to speak with your medicine cat!" Rosepaw yowled, trying to stay calm. She licked the blood free of her wounds.

"Why would you want to see our medicine cat?" Splashingfire spat.

"Easy Splashingfire." A small white she-cat emerged from the brush, laying her tail on Splashingfire's flank. Splashingfire relaxed a bit, but still remained on edge.

Rosepaw gathered herself up confidently. "I need to speak with her." Rosepaw meowed. She could trust Minnowbreath with ThunderClan's secret illness, but there was no way that she could trust Splashingfire.

A black tom emerged from a bush. Rosepaw recognized him as Flutterfur's son, Rockpaw. With a jolt, Rosepaw also realized that this apprentice was Larchpaw's brother. Rosepaw felt herself tense around him. She forced herself to relax. He probably didn't know about Larchpaw and Lionpaw's forbidden love. She couldn't blame him.

"And what do you have to say to her that you can't say to us?" Splashingfire asked accusingly.

Rosepaw stuttered for a moment. "It's medicine cat business." She grumbled, gathering her tail close to her pelt.

"Oh and why wouldn't Iceblossom or Petalwind come?" He snarled again.

"They are busy." Rosepaw meowed, feeling her muscles bunch and her fur ruffle in irritation.

"Then why wouldn't Oakstar send an experienced warrior rather than a lone apprentice?" Rockpaw butt in, lashing his black tail in caution and curiosity.

"I don't know." Rosepaw felt terrible lying, but it had to be done. She couldn't let them know that she had snuck away to speak with their Clan's medicine cat. "Don't question his choices." She added, flicking her tail.

"Very well." The white she-cat said calmly.

"Whiteflame, you can't be so quick to trust her." Splashingfire meowed, addressing the white warrior. "This particular cat has a bad reputation for stirring trouble."

Rosepaw felt rage boil up inside of her. Seven and a half moons old and she'd already given herself an awful reputation within the Clans. She struggled to hide her anger.

"You must remember, Splashingfire. She is only an apprentice. I am pretty sure if she was up to anything that we could take her." Whiteflame meowed pointedly, flicking her tail.

Splashingfire nodded slowly. "I suppose your right." The ginger tom meowed grudgingly. "Very well." He meowed in a low voice. "Let's go."

Whiteflame took the lead with Rosepaw falling into pace behind her alongside Rockpaw. Splashingfire took up the rear. Rosepaw felt out of place walking with a patrol of RiverClan cats, but it was for the better of her Clan. She couldn't let anything bad happen to Stonepaw.

"Here we are." Whiteflame meowed. She led Rosepaw into what she remembered as their camp. Many cats looked up from where they were sharing tongues or fish. Rosepaw wrinkled her nose. She hadn't remembered fish smelling so awful.

Rosepaw's eyes immediately fixated on Larchpaw. The golden she-cat was lazily sharing a fish with a ginger tabby she-cat. Rosepaw recognized her as Twistpaw, Larchpaw's sister. Rosepaw couldn't help but feel hostile against the RiverClan apprentice.

Larchpaw cast her a wary glance, looking very nervous with Lionpaw's sister in her camp. Twistpaw followed her gaze, but didn't pay too much attention to the new enterer.

"Minnowbreath is in her den." Splashingfire grumbled, trotting away with Whiteflame while Rockpaw padded over to his sister to speak with them.

Rosepaw made her way to the RiverClan medicine cat den. She poked her head inside to be welcomed by seeing a sleek tabby she-cat inspecting a ginger one. "Great news Flutterfur!" Minnowbreath purred.

Flutterfur. It was Larchpaw's mother. Great StarClan, was every cat related to Larchpaw here? With a sting, Rosepaw remembered that Flutterfur was Boulderstorm's mate. Boulderstorm was the RiverClan deputy. Rosepaw felt increasingly worried for her brother.

"What's the news?" Flutterfur asked curiously.

"You're expecting more kits!" Minnowbreath meowed cheerfully.

Flutterfur purred happily. "What great news." She meowed. "I'll move back into the nursery immediately."

Minnowbreath nodded and Flutterfur turned to leave. The she-cat looked very surprise to turn around to look at the ThunderClan apprentice. "Oh." She meowed, looking shocked. "Why Rosepaw, what are you doing here?"

"I came to speak with Minnowbreath." Rosepaw meowed promptly. She couldn't waste any time. Hailwhisker would come looking for her soon.

Flutterfur looked at her questioningly but the queen simply nodded her head. "Very well." The ginger cat meowed, padding out of the den with a wave of her tail goodbye.

"Rosepaw! What are you doing here?" Minnowbreath asked urgently.

"I… we have Greencough in ThunderClan."

That got Minnowbreath's attention. "What? Is everybody okay? Don't you have the herbs to treat it? How long has this illness been lingering in your Clan?" She asked eagerly, seeming very worried.

"Well…" Rosepaw took in a deep breath. "Darkfoot died this morning." She meowed.

Minnowbreath's eyes glowered for a moment with grief but she seemed to push it past her.

"And… Petalwind and Iceblossom refuse to ask another Clan for catmint. I don't know why. I guess they don't want any of the other Clans to know how weak we are. But that's not excuse to let cats die, is it?" Rosepaw asked a twinge of sadness to her meow.

Minnowbreath shook her head. "Of course not." She meowed. "Our Clan is very healthy at the moment." She padded back further in the den, searching around for awhile; she finally pulled out a plant. "Take this." She meowed. "It's catmint." She dropped the plant at Rosepaw's feet.

"My Clan won't need it. I can collect more in New-Leaf, we have a large supply."

Rosepaw dipped her head respectively. "Thank you so much." She meowed.

Minnowbreath nodded. "Anything to help."

Rosepaw bent over and grabbed the catmint. "Thank you Minnowbreath, you are surely by life savior." Rosepaw murmured, thinking back to when the medicine cat had rescued her from drowning.

Minnowbreath purred in amusement. "Of course Rosepaw." She mewed.

"Now go, heal your Clan, and let them see you as the savior you clearly are."

Hey! What did you think? It was kind of short; I am trying to make all my chapters at least 2,000 words now. Hope you liked it! If you read this please review. It really helps a lot!