Disclaimer: dont own warriors. never have never will

It Isn't the Same

'Pacing in the middle of the clearing isn't going to help this situation! But what can i do? After hearing what those WindClan cats had to say I can't look Bramblestar in the eye anymore!'

I plopped myself on the ground with a frustrated huff. I looked around for my siblings. Of course it's the worst possible time for them to be nowhere near. But as exhausted as I was my feet decided to walk over to the medicine den. Sure enough my sister was there staring in the small pool in front of her.

"Snowpaw!" I hissed.

She jumped and whisked around to face me, eyes widened in panic. "Oh Icepaw, it's only you. Is something wrong? You dont look like yourself."

I turned my head to my ungroomed and dirty fur. Why bother keeping it clean when you've lost all respect for your mentor, in my case, the clan leader?

"Yes there is something wrong," I said when I turned back. "Find Rainpaw and meet me in the training hollow. We need to talk."

Without waiting for a response i stormed out of her den and ran for the entrance. If anyone asked I was going for some fresh air. My paws had a mind of their own. They walked down to the training hollow and followed the winding entrance inside. In the middle of the clearing I sat down and looked up. Moments later my siblings appeared and sat in front of me side by side.

"So what's this about?" Rainpaw asked.

"Yeah, I told Jayfeather I was going to look for yarrow with you two," Snowpaw nodded.

I waited to find the right words but nothing came to mind. "It's about Bramblestar."

"What about Bramblestar?" Snowpaw questioned.

I sighed. "I overheard something on the dawn patrol I wish I really hadnt."

Rainpaw looked up. "Like what? I was with you the whole time."

I shook my head. "No, not while we were patrolling the WindClan border." He looked confused. "One of the patrols caught up to me. They told me Bramblestar killed Firestar."

"What?" Snowpaw gasped.

"Why in the world would he do that?" Rainpaw exclaimed.

"I dont know-"

"Who was in the patrol that told you this?" Snowpaw demanded.

"Onestar, Crowfeather and Breezepaw," I answered, shrinking back when my sisters breath hit my nose.

She blinked once and sat down again. After a moment of silence our brother said, "What are we supposed to do?"

I shrugged. "Onestar said when the time is right I would need to fight him. You know, to stop a murderer from leading a noble clan."

Snowpaw snorted. "A noble clan? ThunderClan lost its nobility each time a kittypet was invited to the clan. And if that isn't bad enough we have his kittypet blood."

Rainpaw nodded. "Yeah, and remember all those stories about Tigerstar."

"I don't know," I muttered. "To me he seemed like the kind of cat I would look up to. And he wasn't a kittypet."

Snowpaw shot me a horrified look. "I can't hear anymore of this. Help me collect yarrow and let's return to camp."

Reluctantly I stood and followed them away. My mind was elsewhere as my sister bit the stems off the plants and laid the leaves in front of me to pick up. Breathing through my nose I led them back to the camp and deposited our findings in the medicine den. By this time it was already moonhigh and the last patrol had just left. It was me and my siblings in the clearing now, staring up at Silverpelt.

"But how could StarClan allow him to do that?" I whispered.

"They couldn't stop it," Snowpaw answered.

"Onestar is right Icepaw," my brother said. "Please be careful around him. Don't give the slightest notion that you know of what he did."

He licked the tops of our heads and padded away to our den to sleep.

Beside me my sister yawned and stretched out her legs. "I'm gonna go to sleep. Try not to let this get to you too much."

I watched her tail disappear into her den before standing and looking at the stars. "I thought you were supposed to be watching over us. How could you let a good cat be killed?"

The brightest star in the sky shone brighter. I narrowed my eyes and ran to my den.