Happy Turkey Day, Everybody!

Disclaimer: My Dad said he'll get me warriors for my birthday...so I don't own them...yet!

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"Leafpool?" A quiet voice sounded behind the medine she-cat.

Jumping in surprise, Leafpool turned to see Brightheart standing there with her good eye staring at the ground.

"Yes?" She asked curiously.

"Umm, I heard..." she began timidly. Leafpool was surprised. Brightheart usually wasn't like this.

"Come, lets go to my den," she suggested. Brightheart shot her a grateful glance.

Reaching the rock over hang, Leafpool sat and turned back to the she-cat.

Now that they were in private, Brightheart seemed to have regained her composure and began more strongly, "I heard you needed an apprentice, and I want to become a medicine cat."

Leafpool blinked in surprise. Of all the things she expected, it hadn't been this.

Then she realized why. Cloudtail. Cloudtail and Daisy were spending so much time together that Brightheart thought he didn't love her anymore, and therefore wanted to become a medicine cat. Sympathy wormed its way through the medicine cat.

"It's because of Cloadtail, isn't it?" she asked quietly.

Brightheart started to shake her head, but then stopped and nodded, letting out a sad sigh.

Purring sympatheticly, she stood up and padded over to the one-eyed she-cat and flicked her tail comfortingly across her shoulder.

They sat in silence for a moment, then Leafpool shook her head. "No, Brightheart. I'm not going to let you become a medicine cat, you have to much to loose. Trust me, I know from expirience." Thinking of Crowfeather made her throat close up, but she went on. "It's not that its a bad thing to be a medicine cat, or that I don't want your company, but when Cloadtail unties his tail from his brain, he'll come crawling back to you, and you don't want to loose him. Trust me."

Brightheart gave a mrorrw of amusment, and nodded.

"However, I do need a helper every once in a while, and when I do, I'll make sure it's you."

"Thanks Leafpool. I know exactly what you're going through, even though its not in the same situation." Padding away, Brightheart fllicked her tail in goodbye.

"I'm sure you do, Brightheart," Leafpool muttered. The image of Crowfeather made her sink into the ground. "I'm sure you do."

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She was dreaming. Again. Sometimes it was so vivid, so real, she couldn't tell it from real life. But she could now. She remembered entering her den, but not before looking up to see no moon in the sky.

This dream led her down a path the she-cat knew well. The path to Tigerstar.

The clearing was empty, but minutes later Tigerstar emerged. Leafpool shivered, seing the tom change from a smoky figure to a normal looking cat, if you could call Tigerstar normal.

Tigerstar sat impatiently for his sons to arrive, and sure enough, they soon emerged from the bushes.

Tigerstar grinned an evil grin and adressed his sons.

"My plan might soon work, although it might take a while. The warriors need to sharpen their skills."

Brambleclaw looked confused. "What warriors? Do they work for Starclan?"

"No, you fool!" Tigerstar snarled, looking so fierce that even Brambleclaw twitched his tail uneasily.

Relaxing, Tigerstar continued, "Starclan, they are fools. But then, we all are at some point, just like we all have something to fear. Well, all those who are alive do, as does Starclan."

She saw Brambleclaw's eyes widen slightly, but other than that didn't move.

"Remember when I told you not only Starclan walk the skies?" Brambleclaw nodded. "Well, not only the skies are roamed. I never went up to the sky. I went down.

"All the good little kittypets go to their precious sanctuary in the sky, in Starclan. All the big bad cats go down to Starclans enemy."

Tigerstar smiled, and his ivory looking teeth went black, as did his claws and nose, and his once amber eyes gleamed red. His thick, tabby fur became vaporish, a shadow in the fading light.

Fear like none other wormed its way into Leafpools heart, and she started shaking uncontrollably.

"All who are evil go to Deathclan." And then Tigerstar screeched. Leafpool felt as if a thousand dying souls were schreeching in union. Shaking even more than she thought posible, Leafpool ran, not caring if they heard her, just ran to get away from the sound, but it never got fainter, always stayed with her as she fled, just like the fear in her heart.

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She woke up panting, as if she really had run all that way. The schreech was still ringing, and a sense of helplessness arose in her. They needed the ally more than ever.

Looking around her den, she felt trapped, and decided to just get away from it all for a couple of hours. Rising to her paws, she started runnung once more, not caring where, just trusting her paws to lead her somewhere.

After running until she could run no more, she saw a sandy dip in the earth. Exshauted, she laid down and sleept a dreamless sleep.

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She awoke to a gentle rasping over her ear. Blinking in surprise, the face of Crowfeather swam into focus, and Leafpool gasped in shock.

"What are you doing here?" she chocked out.

Crowfeather smirked. "Not even a hello?" Shaking his head to stop her from answering, he continued. "I should be asking why you are here, in Windclan territory."

Confused, she looked around, then widened her eyes when she saw the Thunderclan boundary.

"Oops," she muttered.

"Oops," he repeated, starting to groom her ruffled fur once more.

After a few moments, he stopped and whispered, "I've missed you."

Smilling sadly, she replied, "I've missed you too."

"How's your clan?"

"They thrust me, if thats what you're asking."

"So do mine, although somewhat untrustingly."

Leafpool purred in amusment at his choice of words.

"Why are you here?" Crowfeather asked.

Leafpool thought before answering, "I just, needed to get away." She let out an involuntary shudder.

"What hapened?" Crowfeather asked, his eyes showing concern.

Shaking her head, she muttured, "Nothing."

The tom raised and eyebrow, but didn't press for details.

They sat in silence for a while longer, just enjoyinh each others company.

"What about you? How did you get here?" Leafpool asked, breaking the silence.

Crowfeather shrugged. "I just needed to get away, too. See that rock up there?" He pointed with his nose. "If you stand up there you can see the lake, and when the sun sets, its beautiful," he paused, "like you."

Leafpool grew warm under her fur.

Continuing, Crowfeather said, "It just lets me forget my troubles, lets me feel safe. Its my rock."

"You are my rock," Leafpool whispered.

Crowfeather purred, delighted, and concluded his tale.

"I was just going to go up there when I saw you sleeping there, but I didn't know it was you. I was planning on driving you from our territory, but then when I saw it was you, and how exhauseted you looked..." he trailed off. "And now I'm here."

They continued grooming each other, Crowfeather adding a couple extra licks between the eyes here and there, when Leafpool saw Squirrelflight emerge from the bushes, her expression unreadable.

The medicine she-cat heard Crowfeathers sharp intake of breath and knew that he had seen her too.

"What are you two doing here?" Squirrelflight said calmy.

The two cats looked at each other, and then Crowfeather said, "We didn't plan on meating here, if thats what you mean."

Leafpool saw Squirrelflight widen her eyes at this, and Leafpool continued for the tom, "It just hapened."

"Oh." Blinking away her misfigings and confusion, she beckoned with her tail for Leafpool to follow her. "Come on, then, before the whole camp wakes up and finds you're gone." Turning to Crowfeather, she added, "Don't make this a daily thing." She turned and padded away without another word.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too."

Then rising stiffly to her paws, she padded after Squirrelflight, not looking back because she knew if she did, she wouldn't ever be able to leave.

After entering their own teritory, Squirelflight rounded on Leafpool.

"What are you thinking? You know you can't love him!"

"I can love him, we just can't be together!"

"You know thats not true, Leafpool."

Green eyes met amber, until Leafpool finally looked away, and Squirrelflight sighed.

"You really didn't plan on meeting up with him?"

She shook her head.

"Okay, Leafpool, lets go back to camp. And don't worry, I wont rat out on you."

"Thanks Squirrelflight."

Green eyes softened. "You really love him, don't you?"

She nodded.

"And he loves you back?"

More nods.

"I wish Brambleclaw felt the same way about me."

Leafpool looked up, surprised. She hadn't seen Squirrelflight talk about him this way for a while.

"You love him, don't you?" Leafpool asked her the question back.

Now Squirrelflight nodded.

"He loves you back."

Squirrelflight looked up, surprised. "How do you know?"

The dreams came back at full force, and Leafpool shuddered.

"Trust me."

"But he trusts Hawkfrost more than me."

"He loves you, Squirrelflight. He loves you."

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A little sister moment there...

hehe.

I had that Crowfeather/Leafpool scene in my head for forever...so now you have it!

Oh...and for people who are wondering...only one more chapter till our favorite gray friend comes back, then comes training...anybody guess who's Silverpup's mentor is gonna be?

BlindSeer.