Heading back, Faithpaw broke a stick.  The second half jabbed into her paw.  Faithpaw yelped in pain and shock.  She limped to the camp and immediately smell blood.  Faithpaw's sore paw was bleeding now, but it was stronger than that.  The smell of death also hung in the frosty air, cats were murmuring over a dead body.  Her pain was almost unbearable when she saw who it was.

Moonlight.

Faithpaw heard a screeched and soon realized it came from her.  Pain seared across her paw, and blackness flew across her 

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Faithpaw stood in the same meadow she saw the cats, all her pain gone.  Closing her eyes, she breathed in the sweet scent of wet roses, the scent of ripe lilly's, and the sweet scent of honey..  She felt as if all her worries were gone.  All gone.  Three cats approached her, and faithpaw knew all of them.

Lightkit

Moonlight

And Icebringer.

Faithpaw run up,to them.  The screeched with joy. "Mom!  Sisters?  Hows starclan?  How did you die?  Tell me", Faithpaw begged.  Her family chuckled.  Then her mother answered.

"I was kiled by a shadowclan warrior's. Hollytail, clamfur, and pinkscar.  Pinkscar killed me, the others pinned me down.  Dont take revenge, Faithpaw ", they swirled into darkness as Faithpaw was transptorted to another forest.  It was the medow.  The two cats padded after her.h

"Dont listen to your mom.  Revenge is like a game, you have to play to win, Faithpaw ", the voice said in a hollow way.  Faithpaw shouted at the cat.

"The dark forest faded a long time ago, how are you still here!  The cat looked in surprise.

 "Hun, we arnt the dark forest.  We know that faded a long time ago.  We are from after the great battle.  You need revenge."  the lithe she cat replied.  The tom had a happy voice.  She guessed he was younger.

 "Hm, have the clans forgotten about us already?  Disappointing", the tom chuckled.  Faithpaw saw him disappear to darkness as she woke up.  She woke up with a gasp, her tail twitching.  Faithpaw yawned, her mind searching for an answer.

What does she mean?  Not the dark forest?  Hm.  Faithpaw stared out the den, the smell of death still in the air.  Padding out of the den, she stepped in a pool of blood.  She decided to take some stones to cover it.  A cat shouted at her.

" You!  what are you doing, she cat?  Get back here".  The tom, -it was east to tell- was Rushleap.  She growled under her breath.

 "Yes"?  She replied.  He whispered in her ear.  Faithpaw was struck with shock.

" Cats from different clans, mostly toms, are going to have a group at the gathering.  Would you like to join us?  Please"!  When Faithpaw smiled, Rushleap hurried away.  Faithpaw ran out of camp, searching for stones.  She felt rain start.  Rain.  Faithpaw hated rain, mostly because she almost drowned in it before.  She hated rain more than Finjaw.  In fact, she hadnt seen  Finjaw in awhile.  Faithpaw picked up a big wad of moss, then carried it to the stream.  There, she picked up some wet stones.  She dipped the moss in water, then pit the stones on it to keep the stones wet.

She carried the moss and stones back to the camp, a clamp of wet moss lodged in her clan, and a clump in her mouth.  She then weaved hee way to the puddle, laying the wet stones on it.  After that, Faithpaw put the moss on it to soak up the blood.  She headed to the den to see the herbs.  She could hear Flameheart speaking to his matw.

 "I dont want a mate, im a medicine cat.  dont tell anyone, please", Flameheart begged.

" I won't, Flameheart ", his mate whispered.  Faithpaw went to the herb store.  they were running low on marigold, cobwebs, and yarrow.

" I'm going to get some herbs, okay, Flameheart"?  Flameheart nodded.  Faithpaw headed out of the den, and out of the camp.  

 "Really!  With that, your going to scare away all the prey" !

 "I-Im sorry", a cat replied.

" 'Sorry' catches no prey, Deerpad"!I

 "Well, mouse dung that, Duskheart"!

"Would you say that to a tom"?  Duskheart growled under her breath.  Faithpaw came crashing through the brambles just as Deerpaw leap onto Duskheart.

"Stop it!  Dont attack clan mates", Faithpaw shouted at them, her fur standing on it's end.  They turned to her, their eyes icy.

" Fine", they growled in unison.  Faithpaw flicked hr tail.

 "Get on that hunt, better catch up with the others.  Or you'll have to talk with firestar about your fight.  He would punish you guys".  Deerpad and Duskheart looked in alarm.

"You wouldnt would you please n-" her voice went to a murmur.  

 "I might, Deerpad, now, i have to get cobweb, marigold, and yarrow, see you guys", with that, Faithpaw padded off. 

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Faithpaw made her way back to camp, cobweb covering her pelt, she had yarrow and marigold in her mouth.  Spitting the marigold and yarrow onto the hard stone in the medicine den, she carefully picked the cobweb off her long fur.  Faithpaw felt as if her limbs were going to fall off, but she still organized the herbs she had brought back.

Faithpaw decided to chack the blood puddle.  Picking up the moss and stones, she saw most of it was gone.  She then picked up the moss and went to the river.  She washed out the moss, then was about to head back when a feeling in her stomach made her walk along the river.  

" Nothings wrongs", Faithpaw thought aloud, growling to herself.  But she still went.  She leapt into the river, the freezing water cooling her off.  Leaping out of the river, she shook her pelt off, walking back along the river where she left her moss.  Faithpaw yawned in exhaustion, but a smell caught her attention.  The smell of blood.  And there, at that river, lay a she cat.  It was no other than Finjaw.  a blood curling scream filled the air, and Faithpaw barely noticed it was from her.