A/N:ERMAGERD I'M REALLY SORRY GUYS _ I don't wanna lie so I'll be completely honest: I was lazy, and then I just ended up forgetting about it. But, here's the long awaited Chapter 3 for those who would be reading this. I don't plan on dropping this anytime soon! Also, I apologize for this being so short T_T I'll try to make it longer. The thing is, it's 1:01 in the morning _!
CHAPTER 3- EmberClan POV
Archstripe and Sagewhisker sat next to each other next to the fresh kill pile. They picked were munching on a lizard together, watching Ratpelt nudging Willowcloud into the
nursery."So, Sagewhisker…" Archstripe began, "any new news lately?" he asked boredly. Sagewhisker shook his head. "No, not really. However… apparently Thorndust had met with
Dapplewind the other day on the border; Vixenstep has given birth to a litter of four. She apparently named one Rainkit after Rainwind." He said. Archstripe lifted his head.
"Rainwind? He was a fine warrior indeed; he ended up bringing us together when that sickness occurred; he saved our tails. Too bad he was too weak to fight it on his own…" He
said. Sagewhisker simply nodded. "It's a mystery though, you know? He was healthy and suddenly he fell sick…" Archstripe twitched his ear. "It's probably a coincidence." He said,
finishing up his half of the lizard, pushing the rest to Sagewhisker who quickly gulped it down. Afterwards, he stood up and stretched, Archstripe sitting up and licking a paw, drawing
it over his ear. "So, what do you think then?" He asked. Sagewhisker looked at him confused. "About what?" Archstripe twitched his ear. "Foul play in Rainwind's death."
Sagewhisker sighed and shook his head. "I honestly don't know," he muttered, "it could be possible but I'll have to doubt it." Archstripe sat up. "Why's that?" He asked. Sagewhisker
shook his head once more. "I don't know why someone would want to kill Rainwind. Also, there were no scars or scratches on him or anything. It was probably just the sickness."
Sagewhisker padded off towards the warriors den, looking over his shoulder back at Archstripe. "I'm just going to go get some rest." He said. Archstripe nodded, then turned back
around, looking up at the sky with a frown. The moon was now shining, stars glistening up in the dark sky. "StarClan; do you know?" He wondered. A rustling noise in the entrance
of the camp got his attention. He turned his head to look. Acornbelly and Rippleear were finally back; they had herbs in their mouth as they walked on past, twitching their ears in
greeting, as they padded into the medicine cat's den. Archstripe sighed and stood up. He stepped on an herb. He lifted his paw and sniffed at it, frowning slightly. "Acornbelly, you
dropped an herb." He said. Archstripe noticed that it was a berry; some of it's juices were stuck on his paw, as he had crushed it with his paw on accident. He looked back at the den.
"Acornbelly?" He called again. The brown top darted out. "Sorry Archstripe, had to put the herbs away…" He trailed off as he saw the berry Archstripe had stepped on. "Rippleear!
Come here!" Acornbelly called to his apprentice. The orange tom shot out like his mentor, and sat next to them, as he frowned at the berry. "Acornbelly, I know your old, but I don't
think your brain is that old to bring in a death berries." He meowed, staring at the puddle. Acornbelly muttered some things under his breath before speaking up. "I didn't bring
them in, frog brain." He hissed. "Now help me clean it up." With that, he stood up and pawed up some of the juices with his apprentice. "Sorry about this, Archstripe." He meowed.
Archstripe shook his head. "It's fine, really." He meowed, backing up as they carried off the pulp, coming back and dabbing up the rest with moss. A thought shot across Archstripe's
mind. Foul play. A deathberry. What if Rainwind was poisoned? He frowned; he would need more sense of proof though. It would be hard though, but he thought he would be able to
do it.