This is where we find more about Cindershine's personality; she's not so sweet...
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Amberpaw's point of view.
Amberpaw couldn't sleep.
She thrashed around in her nest desperately trying to lull her mind into something like sleep. It wasn't working.
Realising it was pointless; she got up and decided to go out.
She was about halfway out the medicine cat den when she stopped suddenly; she had seen something interesting.
Cindershine was stalking out of the warrior's den, careful not to disturb any cat. She quietly avoided Darkstorm, who was on watch, then slipped out the dirtplace tunnel.
Amberpaw decided to follow her. Where is she going? Amberpaw thought, what is she doing?
Slipping out the stinking dirtplace tunnel, she stalked behind the deputy, growing more and more puzzled. She was heading toward the thunderpath the bordered their territory. Why was she going there?
When they reached the thunderpath, Amberpaw slipped into one of the bushes, this was HiddenClan's skill. Blend into the bush, become part of the bush.
Amberpaw did this now.
Cindershine's behaviour was very odd. She sat at the side of the thunderpath, examining the territory beyond it.
Amberpaw was settling down when her paw snapped a twig. Fox-dung!
Cindershine spun around, her pelt fluffed out and her claws extended and launched herself Amberpaw.
The dark gray she-cat landed heavily on top of Amberpaw, knocking the breath out of her. But as soon as she realised who she was she was, she let her go.
"Amberpaw!" She snapped, her eyes blazing. "What are you doing here?"
Amberpaw stood up slowly. "I-I followed you out." She mewed.
Cindershine was furious "Why?" She snapped.
"I wanted to know what you were doing."
Cindershine clawed the ground. "It's none of your business." She growled. She brushed past Amberpaw. "Stay out of my fur." She spat.
Shocked and confronted, Amberpaw headed back to camp.
On the way back, she collected a stem of juniper berries, she knew Duskflower was running low on them.
When Amberpaw entered camp, it was past dawn. And Duskflower was up, sorting herbs.
"Thanks Amberpaw, we were running low on juniper." She meowed.
Then she asked "Can you go and gather some more watermint? Take Bluefire with you."
Amberpaw nodded numbly, and headed to where the gray and black queen was gulping down a magpie. "Duskflower asked me to take you with me to collect herbs." She told her.
Bluefire nodded. "I'll come." "Thanks." Amberpaw meowed. She eyed the warrior's fresh kill eagerly.
Bluefire laughed "Do you want to eat something before we go?" She asked.
"Thanks, I might." Meowed Amberpaw. She quickly gulped down a field mouse.
The two cats left the camp, in search of watermint. Despite being named after the ravenous flames, Bluefire was nothing like her strong-willed sister, Cindershine.
Amberpaw came across a huge bunch of watermint, and they carried massive clumps back to camp, their talking silenced by the herbs they were gathering.
When Amberpaw and Bluefire got back however, they noticed that Duskflower had a patient.
"It's Iceflower," Duskflower mewed, concerned. "It's like she's been poisoned."