Fox bore her fangs into delicious flesh of a blackbird.
Wow, She thought. I had believed that housecat food was the tastiest thing in the world, but prey is much better!
When she finished the last few bites of the bird, she decided to move on again. As she was walking, she saw many types of plants. Fox stopped and sniffed them, wondering what they were and what they were there for. Suddenly, her nose was filled with a familiar scent. A scent of striking cold wet stone. A scent of starlight.
Bluestar!
She raced around the trees and was shocked to see that it wasn't the blue cat that she had expected. This cat was a long, tangly haired gray she-cat with a pushed in face. Fox slowly backed away from the cat, never losing eye contact.
"What are you doing?" The starry cat said grumpily "I'm not going to eat you. Get over here."
The white she-cat walked back up to her.
"I am Yellowfang." The gray she-cat meowed "Bluestar and Firestar are helping you survive, but I am to help you with another part of your destiny."
Fox looked at her interestedly as she went on.
"You are going to have to know medical herbs and their uses." Yellowfang said "Follow me."
They padded back to where she had seen the beautiful plants earlier.
"So," Yellowfang meowed, pointing to a patch of plants with star shaped flowers "This is Borage. You eat the leaves to bring down fever. If a queen eats the leaves, it increases her supply of milk."
Fox sat in amazement watching her tell what plant was what "Juniper for bellyaches and breathing..."
When she was done, Yellowfang told Fox to try her best to recite what she had said.
This will be hard.
"Borage for fever and queen milk, Thyme for frayed nerves... Coltsfoot for... Broken bones and wounds?"
"No! That's Comfrey. Try harder next time." Yellowfang growled.
Fox laughed silently as the gray cat grumbled things to herself.
This she-cat it going to be hard to work with...