Chapter 9

"I'm happy to tell you that your wounds are healing well." Whistleleaf purred. The SkyClan medicine cat placed two leaves at Shadowkit's paws; the black tom licked them down with a flat face. "Do you remember who did this to you?" The brown-and-white she-cat asked again.

Shadowkit could remember the face of his father with exact detail, but he shook his head. Whistleleaf frowned and nodded, going back into the medicine storage of her den. Shadowkit's other eye had healed but his scratches and bites still hurt; he couldn't remove the feeling of his father attacking him.

"Shadowkit…" A male voice mewed. Shadowkit looked over to see Fallowfur and Galestar standing at the den entrance. "We need to talk with you."

Whistleleaf came out again with a few seeds in her mouth, her face only looking slightly shocked to see the SkyClan leader and deputy. She placed the seeds near Shadowkit and looked over at Galestar.

"I've already asked him…he says he doesn't remember." Whistleleaf frowned.

"He has to try." Fallowfur pressed, her dusty white fur was ruffled. Shadowkit sighed under his breath and flicked the seeds away with his uninjured paw. "Shadowkit, what was the last thing you remember from the day you were attacked?"

"I don't know." He mewed placidly.

"I told you." Whistleleaf sighed. "He won't budge."

"Listen, Shadowkit." Galestar pushed his way into the medicine den. "We need to know whom or what did this, okay. The lives of our warriors and Clanmates are at stake…just tell me what you know."

Shadowkit wondered if he could tell Galestar about what really happened…he could tell and have Scar exiled…then he would never have to live in fear again. Shadowkit opened his mouth to speak; but what if Galestar doesn't believe him? Scar has always been a loyal SkyClan warrior, Galestar would never believe him. Shadowkit quickly closed his mouth and wrapped his tail over his muzzle.

"I already told you…I don't know!" Moaned Shadowkit

Galestar lowered his head and whispered something to Fallowfur. The white deputy nodded and motioned for Whistleleaf to leave the medicine den. The ginger-and-brown leader walked in and sat beside Shadowkit, his amber eyes glowed like fir in the dim den light.

"I know you're lying." Galestar mewed sternly. "The day you were attacked, there were only three warriors out and one apprentice. You were rescued by Hazestorm and Airpaw…so that leaves you with Scar and Windwhisker."

Shadowkit looked up at Galestar with wide eyes and swallowed hard. "I-I kind of remember training with Scar…" He murmured.

"And what else." Galestar gently pressed.

"I, uh, remember…" Shadowkit tried to think of a quick lie, and it came shortly. "I remember being sideswiped by something and then it went black."

"Do you think it was a rogue?" Galestar questioned. "What if we brought Scar in here…he was with you."

"NO!" Shadowkit howled. Galestar laid back his ears with wide and confused eyes. "He…he probably doesn't want to be bothered."

"Nonsense," Galestar mewed. He left Shadowkit in the den with a racing heart until he brought Scar into the medicine den. Shadowkit couldn't mustered the courage to even look at his father, yet alone talk to him. "Scar…do you remember what happened the day Shadowkit was attacked?"

Scar narrowed his eyes at his son and faked a remorse expression. "I was afraid you'd ask that." He sighed. Galestar tipped his head and watched as Scar sat down beside him, Scar put on the most sinfully sorrow expression and closed his eyes. "I was teaching him some battle moves outside the camp…I was growing a bit thirsty, so I left to go get some water and I let him practice while I was gone."

"And he was attacked?" Galestar chimed in.

"Yes…I didn't know until I came back and he wasn't there, just a pool of blood." Scar murmured.

"Shadowkit…is this true?" Galestar mewed. Shadowkit looked at his father and saw the same cold expression the day he was attacked.

Shadowkit lowered his head and slowly nodded in agreement.