Welcome back my fellow kitties.

It turns out that I might be moving to Atlanta soon! Second move in my life, it's pretty exciting.

I've had a bad cough for a few weeks now, and it's not going away, oh well.

Due to requests this chapter will be featuring Lion. Let's get on with it!

Lion II

3 Days Until Battle

"Lion, I have something in my paw!" Lion sighed and turned around. "Again Heron? This is the third time this week you've been coming to me with something in your paw. You should play more carefully." Heron rolled his eyes and Lion could tell that his words had gone through one paw and out the other. Heron held out his forepaw.

Lion frowned when he saw a jagged piece of glass stuck in it. As he treated it Heron's sister, Raven padded into the den. "Heron, once you have your paw treated Moonshine wants us to come inside and get something to eat, it's past sun-high you know." Heron nodded.

"I don't want you to play hard today. Your paw could get permanently injured." The tone of Lion's voice must've made Heron pay attention. "Okay Lion." Heron mewed. "You're free to go now." Heron instantly bounded out of the den, and Lion noticed with amusement that he lifted his injured forepaw high off the ground, padding daintily to his litter-mate.

The golden tabby remembered when he was a little kit Heron's age.

"Storm!" Death wailed in front of the medicine cats den. "Yes?" The black she-cat's tail was waving with urgency. "Lion has something stuck in his paw!" Storm's whiskers twitched "Alright let me see."

Lion held his left fore-paw off the ground, his eyes watering. "Let me see this disaster." Storm meowed as she checked his paw. "It's just a little bit of plastic." She meowed, pulling it out of his pad swiftly. "Give it a good look and you'll be fine." The golden tabby nodded, licking his pad hesitantly.

Lion flicked his ears. That was a long time ago, before Shard was even kitted. Lion looked remorsefully at the grey and black she-cat. She was becoming more and more distant from him, ever since he had agreed to take on the role of being a medicine cat.

It wasn't his fault he had fallen through the floor when they were training. Shard was even leaving in the middle of the night, to who knows where. Lion's eyes narrowed. He had a feeling it wasn't good for the clan.

The large golden tabby glared at his throbbing leg with disgust. "You just had to break." He whispered.

"Don't look at me!" Heron cried across the clearing. "I'm not looking at you!" His sister's reply sounded back. "The rule's clearly define your not allowed to look at me! Now keep your eyes closed!" Raven's tail lashed. "What do you think I've been doing this whole time?"

Lion stifled a purr of amusement. Raven and Heron were the only kits in the clan, and they were about the only good and innocent things left. But still, Lion couldn't overlook how Raven's eyes gleamed with ambition, her long hooked claws unsheathed. He could almost see the blood running through her pelt already.

"Stop playing like a kit Raven. Your suppose to be the big sister, set a real good example for heron." Moonshine growled. "I am a kit!" Raven replied, incredulously. "Keep your muzzle shut." Moonshine hissed, and raked her claws across Raven's forehead, tearing open the wound that had just been added a few days before.

"Moonshine." Lion intervened, his eyes narrowed dangerously as he stepped in front of Raven. The black she-kit crouched behind Lion, and Lion felt a surge of protectiveness.

"That was uncalled for." Lion snarled. "You're not a parent, how would you know what it's like to raise ungrateful kits." Moonshine hissed back, arching her back for emphasis. Lion's glare deepened. "I do have the right to tell Scourge." Moonshine rolled her eyes, her mouth curling in a bored fake smile.

"Of course, tell my love that I hurt kits. He would never believe you." Lion unsheathed his claws. "I can tell him that you were wasting perfectly good herbs, and worsening a scratch on a kit." Moonshine's blue eyes darkened. "Be my guest, try."

"He doesn't need to try. I've heard everything." A sharp cold voice sounded from behind both of them. "Scourge!" Moonshine's eyes glittered, "I was just telling the medicine cat here that," The black leader interrupted "I know what you were telling him. And I don't like it. Moonshine come to my den."

Lion watched, slowly relaxing as the silver she-cats pelt disappeared. "Now Raven, I need to get that scratch looked at." Raven nodded, her long tail flicking as they padded into his den.

After examining the re-opened wound he frowned. "What is it?" Heron asked, looking at Lion's expression worriedly. "Her eye is damaged." Raven's yowl instantly reached Lion with alarming loudness. "What!? You mean I might be going blind?"

Lion tried to soothe the she-kit "No no, I might be able to save your eye." Raven relaxed slightly, but Lion could tell she was still slightly scared about the prospect about living without being able to through one eye.

"Go back to the nursery now, but come back if your eye starts hurting again. But definitely come back in the morning." Lion meowed, after finishing the poultice on Raven's blue eye.

"An eye of water and an eye of fire. One cannot exist without the other." A faint voice echoed in Lion's ears, and the voice reminded him greatly of the dead medicine cat Storm.

As the sun grew small in the distance, and the moon's pale beam stretched across the empty clearing Lion heard Raven's voice. "It'll get better Heron. Lion can save my eye." Heron's worried mew was soft. "I don't want you to lose an eye! You need to see Raveny." Raven soothed her little brother lovingly, and Lion felt a pang of sadness.

Raven only showed signs of affection towards Heron, and most of the time Heron needed it. Lion was determined to find out the history of the two siblings, every cat should have a chance to meet their family, or at least know the truth.

The golden tabby shook his head, banishing the whirl-wind of thoughts from his mind. As soon as he curled up in his nest he felt a warm wave of darkness starting to overcome him and he welcomed it.

"I'm sorry Ravenpaw, there's nothing I can do." A older version of him stood in front of an apprentice-aged black she-cat. "I'm so sorry."

The vision faded soon replaced by another. "Haha, very funny Hailkit." Raven stood up, shaking a large amount of snow from her face, turning to glare at a black and white she-kit. "I'm sorry, but it really was funny." The kit who Lion assumed was Hailkit straightened up. "It's okay," Raven assured her, Raven's white whiskers twitching.

Lion gasped as he saw a new scene. "Ravenpaw, you will now be known as Ravenfire." A large spotted silver tom stood atop a rock ledge, his golden eyes gleaming in pride. "Ravenfire! Hailstorm! Stormclaw!" The clan around him chanted the names of the three young cats standing underneath the leader. The scene was yet again replaced by a new one.

"No! Please Ravenfire, you can do this!" Stormclaw crouched, wailing at the kitting black queen in front of him. "Please, Herontalon's coming! Just hold on," Stormclaw begged Ravenfire, and Lion's eyes widened in horror. Ravenfire was kitting, and as a medicine cat Lion knew that it had gone wrong. Blood pooled around Ravenfire, and they were alone, deep in a forest. "Don't die!" Then the vision faded.

Lion was now standing beside a dark grey tabby tom, horrified at what he saw. The new scene was surely just a few minutes after the last vision. "I'm sorry Stormclaw, I hear the stars calling me." An older version of Heron was standing over Ravenfire, his paws working furiously with herbs and medicines. "Take care of our kits." Not knowing what she was talking about, Lion looked around. Soon he spotted two little grey and black kits, one of the kit's mouth open in a long high-pitched wail when she couldn't find any milk.

"No, don't give up! Please," Stormclaw's final plea was cut off by a flick of Raven's long tail. "Sh, don't despair. I will be with you always." Lion looked into Raven's eyes, making a quick note of her cloudy blue eye. And with those final sad words, her eyes closed forever. Stormclaw started to make a high keening sound, and Heron's eyes were wide with grief and shock.

"Herontalon," Stormclaw began. "Help me get the kits and Ravenfire home." Then Lion woke up.

"Ahh!" Lion yowled in alarm as he woke up staring into two pairs of eyes. "Hahaha!" Raven and Heron's loud laughter sounded in Lion's face as the golden tabby straightened up, shaking moss from his pelt. "Told you it would be worth it." Heron's eyes gleamed with triumph as he glanced at Raven. "I guess so."

As Lion looked at the little black she-kit he could almost hear Storm's voice in his ear "I am sorry, but that is what she is destined for."

Yes, about the top author's note. We are moving, and it will take me a while to update another chapter. So please be thankful about this one.

Raven and Heron are quickly becoming some of my favorite characters, so this was sort of a quick sneak peek of the next book. I also gave the new medicine cat a little light here.

3 days until the battle, how exciting. The next chapter is probably going to be a Luna chapter, but that's just as long as someone doesn't suggest the next chapter POV first.

Also, Lion is the first Bloodclan medicine cat to believe in Starclan. And *Insert spoiler here*.

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