Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter

Moonpaw bent down till she was eye to eye with Fawnkit, the little light brown spotted kit had eaten a leaf on a dare from her brother Fogkit. She had thrown up and Tinyfern had been hysterical and had demanded that Moonpaw checked her kit.
"Open your mouth," she said.
The little kit opened her tiny mouth, her pink tongue rolled out. Nothing seemed wrong.
"She probably just ate some yarrow," Moonpaw informed the queen "If she starts to throw up again take her to Redfern or me." She sat up and watched as Fawnkit skipped back to her mother.
It had been a quarter moon since the three cats had gone to search for the outcast.
When Moonpaw turned around she saw the kit Riverkit starring at her with blue eyes in wonder.
"What was wrong with Fawnkit? I think she ate yarrow. Am I right?" the blue kit asked.
Moonpaw nodded "Yes that was all, your sister will be all right." She said almost sadly, she knew that the little kit wanted to be a medicine cat herself. She was always in the medicine cat den asking questions, she knew all the basic herbs already.
But she can never be one…Moonpaw thought. It was her own fault that this kit would never get to become one. Her only chances where if Redfern retired, but that was unlikely. The she cat was healthy and still young.
Maybe you should become a warrior, Moonpaw shook her head. She left the nursery leaving the kits to play among themselves. She passed Molekit who was starring at his paws blankly, his mother Deadlight laid next to him barley acknowledging him. The only time Deadlight had ever acknowledged the kit was when he had been born and she had had to give him a name. She saw Spottedstream eating a mouse, her large belly filled with her soon to be kits. Moonpaw wouldn't be surprised if they came tonight.
Out in the clearing, Lightningpaw and Sweetpaw where play fighting. Moonpaw watched and felt a familiar longing but she had taught herself to ignore it. She turned around and spotted her parents, Silversong and Watereyes.
Her mother walked up to her and nodded "Is Fawnkit okay?" her silver pelt had white stripes, she was a pretty she cat.
Moonpaw nodded "Yes Silversong, she probably just ate some yarrow leaves."
Her mother licked her behind the ear "Your going to be a fine medicine cat, I'm proud of you. You made a good choice becoming a medicine cat."
Because I wouldn't have made you proud becoming a warrior, Moonpaw smiled and walked past her mother.
There where many reasons that she had become a medicine cat, some to do with her blind eye, other to do with her parents, and some other things as well.
She liked being a medicine cat, the herbs, the connection with Starclan, the helping but a part of her would always lounge to hunt, to battle, to be a warrior.
"Moonpaw come over here." Redfern called. "I need your help."
Moonpaw looked up and ran over to her mentor
XOX

Willowleaf kept walking forward the sun was high in the sky, she twitched her tail. Ahead of her Eagleflight was keeping them on the trail. Dawnbird was behind him checking for flowers.
Willowleaf suddenly noticed a strange but familiar scent. She took it in. She could tell it wasn't a cat's scent, but she couldn't tell what it was. Eagleflight stopped as well.
"I don't know this scent… It's familiar but I can't put my claw on it."
Dawnbird tried to take in the scent but her nose wasn't as acute as her brother, she walked toward the bush where the scent leaded and then stopped.
"I think we should leave."
Eagleflight and Willowleaf pricked their ears "What is it?"
"It's a-"suddenly the bush behind her shook and a dark figure popped out. It growled angrily at them. Its black fur matched well in the shadows, it began to bark.
"Dog! The three cats ran off as the large black dog chased them. The cats scattered and the mutt went for Willowleaf, she did her best to stay out of the dog's grasp.
That was until she was cornered with her back to a tree. The dog growled at her drool was falling from its lips its eyes glared at her. She felt like a piece of prey helpless and just waiting to die, witch in the dog eyes she probably was. It liked its lips hungrily and the she-cat unsheathed her claws and snarled. There was no way she was going to let this dog take her. She launched herself at the mutt scratching at its snout, the dog bit at her but missed. Willowleaf ran around and bit into his front paws, the dog threw her off with a flick of his paws and she crashed into the tree, before she could see strait the dog was on her again. He picked her up in his jaws and shook her. Everything was a blur and Willowleaf could feel her last meal coming up.
Behind them a cat let out an enraged screech, Eagleflight ran over and jumped onto the dog's back, he let his claw's sink into the dog's flesh, as the mutt let out a painful howl and dropped the she-cat.
Dawnbird came up to the black dog's other side with a leap she passed over his side leaving a painful slash with her black outstretched claws. The dog shook them all off and before the mutt could get to them, the three warriors clawed their way up the tree. When they where high enough they climbed onto a branch and took deep breaths looking down at the dog as it barked furiously at them his black eyes glaring at them with stupid hatred.
The warriors carefully jumped to the next tree but the dog followed still barking furiously. But suddenly when they jumped to a farther off tree the dog stopped short and just growled at them. After awhile it raised its leg and marked its territory and left the cats to hang onto the tree.
The clan cats stayed there too terrified to move. Barley dodging death can do that to a cat.
Under them they heard mews,
"Wow I've only seen one cat fight Terror and live."
"I don't think they would've lived long if they hadn't climbed up the trees."
The warriors looked down at two loners a white she-cat and a golden tom.
"Hey there!" the she-cat said "You can come down now. Your out of his territory now so he wont bother you."
The warriors made their way down, Dawnbird's fur was rustled a bit but other then that the only thing they where really suffering from was shock.
The tom snorted "You're lucky that Terror has mellowed down since his beating or you'd be crow food."
"That's mellowed down?" Dawnbird said incredulously.
Eagleflight was sniffing around and looked at the others wide eyed in horror "I can't find the scent." He walked round again "It's gone!"
"What?" Willowleaf said following him trying to find the scent herself.
The two loners tilted their heads "What are you looking for?" the tom asked.
"A flower it's scarlet with a milk scent," Willowleaf said but was stopped over talked by Dawnbird.
"We're looking for a cat, he's gray with black stripes and has golden yellow eyes."
"His name when we knew him was Duskfang."
Suddenly the she-cat seemed to lighten up "We know Duskfang! He's the cat who beat Terror."
The tom nodded "We can take you to him. He doesn't live too far from here and those flowers you where talking about surround his den." He stood up. "I'm Hunter and this is Snow." He said gesturing to the she-cat.
"I'm Dawnbird, this is Willowleaf and the eccentric one over there is my brother Eagleflight." She introduced.
Eagleflight glared at his sister with narrowed eyes.
Snow blinked 'Your names are strange, they're like Duskfang's name." She turned around "Well come on." The two loners led them through the bushes.
"How do you two know Duskfang?" Willowleaf asked.
"He found us last Leaf bare, we where starving and didn't know what to do for food, back then we weren't that great of hunters." Snow looked at Hunter "Which was ironic with his name. But Duskfang taught us how to hunt, and how to fight so we could take care of ourselves. We see him from time to time but he's living on his own. He spends a lot of time down in that old two leg garden."
Hunter looked up "I don't get why he lives where he does, he's close to where a badger lives." He turned toward the clan cats "What about you guys? How do you know Duskfang." He asked.
The three cats stopped dead in their tracks but began to walk again.
"We're old friends of his." Eagleflight said looking at his paws.
Willowleaf thought about the things that Hunter and Snow had said. It sure sounded like him; it was nice that he hadn't changed his name. For some reason Willowleaf had believed that he would after his exile.
They continued to walk and partially chat then Willowleaf could smell the flowers, she blinked her green eyes and could feel the tension in the clan cats.
They walked into a clearing when they first saw them they where bright blood red in the sunlight they covered the ground leaving little room for green. In the center was a large hole that made a small hill but even that was covered with the grave flowers.
"Duskfang?" Hunter called out. He looked around the red flower filled clearing.
"Duskfang are you here?" he called out again. Suddenly a dark figure came up from behind the mound.
"I am, but I wish I wasn't." a low voice said.
Willowleaf looked up and couldn't believe it, after so many moons there he was.
Duskfang.

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KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Duskfang's back!
Who's happy? Cause I am! YAY!