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Chapter 4 Sickness

Finpaw was awaken during the night, sweating. Something was wrong, and Starclan had told her about something. But what did they tell her? That night, she had a vision of Starclan, but she was forgetting her dream rapidly. They only thing she remembered was fish, and lots of them. But her dream was disappearing, and she didn't even remember most of it. She walked outside, hoping that some fresh air would help. She walked past the empty fresh-kill pile, and into the forest where Starclan could have been leading her.

It was a cold night, no mist, no rain, no snow. Nothing was moving, so why was she so jumpy? Her question was answered quickly, but leaves rustling quickly towards her, -towards the Stormclan camp! Was it an attack, Finpaw was about to yowl an alarm when her senses stopped her. It was not an invading clan of cats, no-it was two young Riverclan cats, fear pulsing off of them. They about ran into Finpaw when they stopped, and Finpaw was able to get a better look at the two young cats. There was a senior warrior, and an apprentice. The senior warrior was a dark red she-cat, which she had heard about from the gatherings. It had to be Swiftheart. There was also Frostpaw, the young she-cat with bluish tabby streaks, ears, and paws.

Then Swiftheart started to meow quickly and urgently, "We need Stormclans help! Sickness is spreading in Riverclan, and we need Spottedpool. Shellstar is sick!"

That sure made Finpaw worry. Shellstar was the Riverclan leader, and must have seriously needed Spottedpools help if these cats admitted their weakness.

"Follow me," Finpaw replied quickly, giving a quick nod at Frostpaw. Frostpaw silently thanked her friend, and then ran after Finpaw, going into the camp. At the camp, Lightwing was pacing around, but looked very surprised as her apprentice led these other clan cats into their own territory.

"What is this Finpaw?" she demanded, startled about something,

"Sickness in Riverclan, and Shellstar is ill. These cats came for out help, and I was going to bring them to Springstar."

"How is that you were in the forest with them, even before they came?" Lightwing asked, but continued to order when Finpaw didn't answer, "not important for now. I'll stay here and you bring Springstar and maybe Spottedpool."

Finpaw quickly nodded, then climbed up the rockpile, and jumped into the den where Springstar slept, "Springstar! Riverclan needs are help!"

Springstar jolted awake, then demanded, "Are they here, without being guarded? They'd better not be."

"No, Lightwing is with them."

"Good, I'll be right out," Springstar said, as Finpaw walked out of the den to see Amberpaw tiredly walking out of the medicine cat den, followed by Spottedpool and Featherpaw. Amberpaw must have awakened to see the Riverclan cats, and luckily Lightwing had signaled to them before the younger apprentice yowled an alarm. Lightwing must have told Amberpaw to get the medicine cats, Finpaw thought/wondered. And why were Lightwing and Amberpaw up in the first place? It was the middle of the night; maybe they just felt like something was wrong –like Finpaw. What was the chance that they too had had a dream from Starclan –like Finpaw?

Anyways, Springstar followed Finpaw out into the camp, where Lightwing, Amberpaw, Spottedpool, and Finpaw were waiting.

"Please can I go and help, Springstar," Featherpaw pleaded, "Cloverfur and Fadingpaw need our help."

"There is some sickness, maybe Twoleg poising we don't know. Shellstar has lost a life!"

"Okay, Spottedpool and Featherpaw, you can go. You have enough herbs, right?" Springstar asked, hoping that Riverclan was holding up well. Frostpaw and Swiftheart nodded, a silent thank you as well. Then they ran, leading the two Stormclan medicine cats to Riverclan.

(Featherpaw)

"You came, Riverclan has your gratitude," Jumpfoot meowed gratefully at the two Stormclan medicine cats, "Shellstar, Owlfur, and Jaypaw have fell victim to a illness. Cloverfur and Fadingpaw are in the medicine cat den."

Spotttedpool hurried behind a couple of rocks, into a den constructed of boulders and stones. How did she know were the medicine cat den was? Featherpaw asked herself, has she ever been here before? Anyways, they rushed into the den to see the sick cats, and the medicine cats.

"You came! Thank you, do you have any idea what we should try for this?" a worried, but confident white haired she-cat asked. That must be Cloverfur, Featherpaw thought.

"What have you used so far?" Spottedpool asked, inspecting three cats lying over a bed of moss.

"Juniper berries for the bellyache aches, chervil root for bellyache, yarrow incase of poison, lavender for the fevers, of course poppy seeds to help the cats sleep, feverfew for the fevers. The main sickness is stomach and fever, and no poison. What could cause that?"

"I'm not sure, but watermint is the best for healing bellyaches."

"I used a little, but we don't have a lot. Fadingpaw and I haven't had a lot of time to look for herbs. But a can give a sample to some cats and they can look for more."

"That would be the best idea, but its dark. It might be hard to find some," Featherpaw suggested.

"Its almost dawn, so it would brighten while they're out there, they mine as well get a head start. Silverclaw, Frostpaw, can you get some more watermint. It is a small blue circle flower on a green stalk with small mint-like leaves, like this. And can Ashclaw and Lionpaw look for more feverfew, it is a small group of plants with lots of yellow middles and white petaled flower, like this. And can Groundfur, Lunapelt, and Wildpaw go get some water from the stream. Quick as you can," Cloverfur said, as cats kept on popping up and disappearing.

Spottedpool and Featherpaw stayed until sunhigh, waiting until they could talk to the sick cats. But after a while, there was nothing more they could do that day so they allowed the cays to go back.

"Riverclan thanks you for helping to heal our cats, and Frostpaw can accompany you to the border," Jumpfoot, the Riverclan deputy said, waving to them.

"Thank you for everything. Our cats really needed your help," Frostpaw said, very gratefully.

"Theres still a little ways to the border," Spottedpool said, "don't you want to go all the way with us?"

"You can find your way back now. Besides, theres a Stormclan patrol waiting for you at the border. Riverclan is in your debt, even though we won't admit it," Frostpaw said. Was there a slight smile, Featherpaw wondered, but would not find out for there indeed was a Stormclan patrol waiting for them at the border. Featherpaw saw her brother, Icewing, and Wolffrost.

"How long have you been waiting?" Featherpaw asked her brother.

"Not long, but it would seem better if I exaggerated and said that we had waited hours for your return," Brackenpaw, said smiling, but then his expression grew more serious, "what was happening in Riverclan. Is everyone alright?"

"Not everyone, but we did the best we could do. I'll explain it after I sleep for five moons," she meowed, realizing how tired she was.

"Five moons! Sheesh, by then Finpaw and I will be warriors,' he said, his playfulness back into play. Featherpaw smiled at her brother.