Lilystream growled quietly as Mistkit tumbled carelessly around with the other kits. She never acted like she had killed her brother and Lilystream's hatred for her grew more and more everyday. Mistkit stopped playing with the others and padded over to her mother. When she sat in front of her, Lilystream curled her lip with disgust. "Get away." She hissed. Mistkit opened her eyes wide with surprise. "Why? What have I done?"
"You killed your brother." Lilystream replied gruffly.
"Lilystream!" Ashclaw scolded angrily. "She did not kill her brother. It wasn't her fault that he fell."
Lilystream grumbled to herself and bounded away to the leader's den. Oakstar was on his way out and they ran head-on into each other.
"Great Starclan!" Oakstar exclaimed, shaking his head back and forth. "What were you in a hurry to do?"
"I want to leave the nursery." Lilystream burst out. "I can't stand Mistkit. I don't want her anymore."
"Why?"
Lilystream pawed the ground angrily. "She pushed Hailkit and doesn't even care."
Oakstar opened and closed his mouth wordlessly, not knowing what to say.
"Just keep me away from her." Lilystream begged.
"Okay." Oakstar replied with confusion. "You will go back to being a warrior and Ashclaw will take care of Mistkit until she becomes an apprentice."
Lilystream purred thankfully and took a deep breath of air. It was nice to be rid of that burden. She glanced over at Mistkit and saw the kit staring at her will loathing in her eyes. Lilystream bared her teeth at her and Mistkit turned away. Ashclaw shook her head in disappointment at Lilystream and rounded the kits up to put them into the nursery.
"Reedkit and Spottedkit will become apprentices soon and I would like for you to be the mentor of one of them. I will not tell you which, but you will have an apprentice within the next moon." Oakstar meowed from behind her. Lilystream turned around to thank him, but he was already walking away. She padded over to the medicine cat's den so she could speak with Frostfoot. The white she-cat bounded out of it before Lilystream could get there and followed a butterfly. Leopardtail followed his apprentice out, shaking his head with amusement. Suddenly a wasp landed on his nose. Lilystream shrieked as it stung Leopardtail and he fell to the ground.
"I'm fine." He muttered as Lilystream rushed towards him. "Plenty of cats have been stung before and they have been fine."
Lilystream stared at him, unsure, but she nodded and padded away.
"Good morning, Lilystream!" Frostfoot meowed happily. Lilystream turned and licked the she-cat on the cheek. "Good morning to you too. I haven't spoken with you for a while."
"I know." Frostfoot replied. "You know, I need some help gathering herbs for Leopardtail. Do you want to go with me?"
"Of course!" Lilystream chuckled. "I'm always good for an adventure. Do you remember all the trouble we got in as apprentices?"
"No." Frostfoot shook her head. "I remember all the trouble you got us in though. I was just thinking about this the other day, do you remember when we hid in the elder's den and scared Scratchear when he was coming back from making dirt?"
Lilystream nodded, trying to hold back her laugh. "Yes, and he fell over and you thought he was dead?"
Frostfoot lay down and rolled around with giggles erupting from her. "Oh yeah, he had just fainted. He was not happy with us when he came to."
They laughed together for a while and then decided to go out to gather the herbs. They gathered all the herbs they needed by sundown and made it back to camp before it was dark. Frostfoot gasped when they saw Leopardtail laying on the floor, gasping for breath, his face swollen.
"Great Starclan." Lilystream breathed.
"Help." Leopardtail choked out.
"I don't know what to do." Frostfoot looked around frantically at the herbs surrounding them. Leopardtail tried to breathe a couple more times and was still.
"He's dead." Frostfoot wailed. "I don't believe it! I just stood here and did nothing. I don't deserve to be a medicine cat."
Lilystream tried to comfort her, but for the rest of the night Frostfoot wailed lowly to herself.