Chapter Two

Snowkit smells the fresh aroma of sweet-smelling herbs. Confused he blinks open his eyes, where am I? What happened? He wonders, tasting the air he picks up the scent of Tinyleaf. ThunderClan's medicine cat and he realizes he must be in the medicine den. He looks around in awe, though he is three moons old he's never been in the medicine den before. It was off limit for kits, but here he was. Closing his eyes Snowkit tries to remember the events of yesterday? Or was it two days ago? How long have I been asleep? Mind buzzing he tries to get to his paws, for some strange reason he can't. I'm stuck to the ground!

"Little one, rest you've broken many bones," Snowkit struggles to raise his head but once he does he stares at the tan she-cat in front of him.

"Who, who are you? And why can't I move? What happened?" he blurts out, the she-cat silences him with a lick to the forehead.

"Hush little one, I'm Tinyleaf the medicine cat. You can't move because you've broken bones, you fell into the hallow while being chased by a fox." Tinyleaf explains, Snowkit frowns he's sure he'd remember something like that but nothing comes to mind.

"Are you sure?" he questions his voice almost a whisper, "I don't remember any of that." he adds, Tinyleaf licks his ear.

"Good, if you did you'd probably have gone into shock and you might have died," she murmurs though her voice is quite serious. Snowkit shivers at her words, though he still can't remember being chased by a fox he does vaguely remember sneaking out of camp and seeing Redkit. Redkit! Snowkit's heart aches for his brother,

"Redkit?" he whispers. Tinyleaf flicks her ears,

"He's in more trouble than a ThunderClan apprentice hunting on ShadowClan territory." she grumbles, her voice dropping to a whisper so Snowkit can barely hear her. "Stupid kit! Letting his frail weak brother out of camp!" Snowkit bristles but he doesn't say anything. He closes his eyes trying to think back to when he'd snuck out of camp, there had been other cats with Redkit.

"The others? Are they in trouble?" Snowkit presses, Tinyleaf flicks her tail.

"If you mean Sorrelkit, Dustkit and Sandykit than yes, there in quite a lot of trouble." she growls,

"What about me?" Snowkit asks. Am I in trouble? Tinyleaf's green eyes glimmer sadly,

"In your own way little one. In your own way," she whispers. Snowkit frowns, he opens his mouth to speak but only a large yawn comes out. Tinyleaf manages a faint smile, "Rest now little one. Things will get better, I promise." With Tinyleaf's soothing voice in his mind and his eyelids heavy, without meaning to Snowkit falls into a deep dreamless sleep.

Upon waking Snowkit feels as though he's eaten crow-food. His stomach is growling but at the same time it feels as though he's eaten too much. Groggily Snowkit opens his eyes looking around hoping Tinyleaf is in the den. The tan she-cat is no where in sight but a white tom with light brown and dark brown spots is sitting near the back of the den, sorting herbs.

"Umhtgmf?" Snowkit mumbles, the tom turns his blue eyes brightening at the sight of Snowkit.

"Your awake! Tinyleaf will be glad," he meows.

"How long was I asleep?" Snowkit asks,

"Only a sunrise since Tinyleaf first saw you but before that you were asleep for three sunrises." the tom explains, his words jumble around in Snowkit's mind making him even more confused. He tries yet again to stand, his muscles groan and he struggles to get to his paws. "Let me help," the tom meows, grabbing Snowkit's scruff and hauling him to his paws.

"Thanks," Snowkit pants, he feels as though he just to the gathering island instead of just sitting up.

"No problem, I'm Spottedpaw by the way," the tom explains. Snowkit squints at the tom, he knows he's seen him before but not sure where. "I was at your kittening," Spottedpaw adds as though reading Snowkit's thoughts. Snowkit nods absent-mindedly he tries to raise a paw. It feels as though there made of stones, but eventually he's able to raise it up and down without too much pain.

"Can I get something to eat?" he asks quietly, Spottedpaw wrinkles his nose for a second unsure what to say.

"I suppose, I can grab you something small," he decides finally. Snowkit dips his head,

"Thanks and if you see Redkit..." he trails off. Spottedpaw touches his tail to Snowkit's shoulder,

"I will." he promises before turning and padding from the den. Snowkit sighs, he's sore, hungry and tired despite the fact all he's done is sleep the last few sunrises. He places one paw in front of the other, attempting to walk. His legs are weaker than normal and he collapses to the ground.

"Its going to take a while before you can walk," at the sound of Tinyleaf's voice Snowkit looks up. The medicine cat is standing at the entrance to the den, a mouse in her jaws. She sets it beside Snowkit, "Spottedpaw said you wanted something." she adds, Snowkit nods his head gratefully before talking a small bite. The warm tingly feeling fills Snowkit from paws to his tail tip. He feels a bit better,

"Thanks!" he exclaims licking his chops. Tinyleaf's whiskers twitch,

"No problem and Snowkit you won't be able to walk for a while yet." she explains, Snowkit shrugs.

"That's okay, as long as I'll be able to in three moons when I become an apprentice!" he exclaims, sadness glistens in Tinyleaf's warm green eyes and Snowkit frowns. "What's wrong?" he asks,

"Snowkit...you've always been a weak kit and well...this accident took a lot out of you, it'll be a while yet until you can become an apprentice." she murmurs, Snowkit's green eyes widen and he stares at the medicine cat in utter disbelief.

"But...then Redkit will have to wait for me and that's not fair for him!" he whines, Tinyleaf sighs.

"Redkit is going to become an apprentice in three moons, without you," she whispers. Snowkit's white fur ruffles,

"What about Sorrelkit? Or Sandykit? Or even Dustkit! Surely they'll wait for me!" he meows. Tinyleaf shakes her head sadly,

"I'm sorry Snowkit but this is a path you must travel alone." she murmurs licking Snowkit's forehead. He pulls away,

"You don't care!" he snaps. "No one cares!" he barries his face into his paws tears flowing from his cheeks. Tinyleaf pads closer to the small kit.

"Oh, Snowkit. I care more than you'll ever know. Things will work out," she murmurs. Snowkit looks up into the friendly face of the medicine cat.

"Promise?" he manages to meow, Tinyleaf licks his forehead.

"I promise."

Sorry the chapter was shorter than the last one but there's no much I can write about while Snowkit's stuck in the medicine den. And before some of you weird minded readers think Tinyleaf likes Snowkit she does NOT she's just a medicine cat who has a soft spot for kits. Like Brambleberry, also I'd like to also the review from:

BrambleBerryStar: That is exactly how it would happen! Just millions of kits falling into ThunderClan camp XD

Anyway please review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter

~Petalwish

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