Smokekit POV:

It was all my fault. Somehow, after this whole mess has ended and I am stuck in the medicine den, it is still all my fault. Or so it is according to Darkkit and Nightstalker.

It had been about half a moon since the attack. I had spent that time recovering in the WindClan medicine den. As it turns out, the WindClan cats I met there are much kinder than the few I know back home. The whole clan seems united, together, and helpful to each other. ThunderClan seems similar, yet... divided. While in WindClan, Gorseheart visited me every day. She and Dusksun were both very nice to me. After a few days, Dusksun made me move around a little bit every day. A kit my age named Hazelkit came to visit me often. She looked a lot like Gorseheart except that Hazelkit had an all-white belly. She taught me how to play Mossball, even though I couldn't fully play until I healed more. When she wasn't visiting me and I wasn't getting the poultices on wy wounds changed, I often like to sit just outside the medicine den and watch the camp. I liked doing this at home, too, but it was different in WindClan. Not only were the cats different, but there was so much sun, more than I had ever seen in one place before. After about a half moon, Reedfur came. He learned what herbs Dusksun had used on me before carrying me home with her help.

The ThunderClan camp seemed so foreign when I returned. The WindClan camp was almost peaceful in comparison. I only passed through it for a moment, though, before being placed in a nest in the medicine den. Reedfur's apprentice, Dawnpaw, was there. She was one of Cherrysoar's kits, and her fur was red like most of her family's. Reedfur listed a few herbs for her to go find, and she left to go to the forest to gather them.

Most of the day passed without incident. Reedfur spent most of the day sorting herbs, but he wouldn't let me leave my nest and spoke to me in a cold, harsh tone. At some point after Sunhigh, Buzzkit, Nutkit's crazy, energetic brother, was complaining of a bellyache. Reedfur took some herbs from his store and headed to the den entrance. Before leaving he turned back and stared at me. "Don't move," he commanded before leaving. That was when everything went wrong.

Darkkit entered, followed by Nightstalker. They both looked thoroughly unhappy with me. Darkkit stepped over next to my nest and snarled, "You will regret what you did, Fleakit. You ruined my plans. You are going to pay for this."

Nightstalker glared at me, making me feel smaller than ever. Before I could even fathom a reply, Reedfur burst in. For all his faults, he was a good Medicine Cat, always looking out for the wellbeing of his patients. "What are you doing in here?" the dark cream tom demanded. "I said this one was to have no visitors! Out with you! Out!"

Nightstalker drooped. Even he couldn't harm the medicine cat. Darkkit glared at Reedfur as they left, but both of them did leave. Reedfur sighed, shook his head, and continued sorting herbs.