"Well, I think we should keep this among ourselves for the time being, and keep an eye on Tinykit." Coalstar suggested, his Amber gaze worried. "Then if things get very bad, and if we can't do anything to stop this, we can tell the other leaders and consult Starclan." "Yes, that's a great idea Coalstar. We just have to make sure we don't treat Tinykit any differently. We don't want her to know what's happening and that she could be the end to all the clans." Bramblebug said. Peachpaw opened her mouth to speak, but closed it when she heard the shuffling of paws and a small sniffle outside the den. She opened her mouth and tasted her twin sisters scent. "I think she already knows." She muttered sadly to her leader and mentor."Tinykit!! Come back!!" Shiverflint's despaired yowl sounded in the midst of the camp. Pawsteps thrummed outside the den and a cat burst in. "It's Tinykit!! She's ran away!!" "Oh no! Coalstar, what can we do?" Bramblebug said, but her leader wasn't paying attention. His gaze was fixed on something behind the medicine cat, and he was murmuring something under his breath. Peachpaw could only make out a few words. "To stop the smallest of all....... The biggest heart...... Fearless and strong...... Most heart must stand......To right the wrong." "Coalstar? What's wrong?" The tom asked nervously. "I've received a prophecy. To stop the smallest of them all,the one with the biggest heart must gather those who are fearless and strong, and the cat with the most heart must stand tall and mighty, to right the wrong." He said, his eyes sparking with worry. "What does it mean, Coalstar? What could it po-" "What about Tinykit! We have to save her!" Shiverflint lashed her tail in fear and anger. "Ok. Send Bumblepelt to me." He said as Shiverflint dashed out of the den to get the deputy. Coalstar flicked his tail, signaling for the two medicine cats to leave. " we will discuss the prophecy later." He said. Both cats departed the den and entered the uneasy camp. Bumblepelt entered the den, his grey fur bristling. Peachpaw settled down next to Bramblebug on the outskirts of the camp, against the bramble wall. They spoke in hushed tones until Bumblepelt yowled for the clan's attention. "We will be going to find Tinykit! Hopstripe, Mapledust, and Lilycloud with Beetlepaw! Come with me!" He yowled. The patrol gathered and Bumblepelt flicked his tail. He hared out of the camp, the patrol on his tail. Peachpaw glanced around the camp. At the entrance to the nursery, Nightberry looked out nervously, with Speckledkit, Darkkit and Sunkit looking from behind her. Shiverflint and Glowkit paced around, worried for their kin. The elders poked their heads out of the den, fur bristling. The rest of the Warriors sat down and began muttering to each other. "Do you think she's ok?" Peachpaw asked her mentor, who was currently grooming her tail. She looked up " I'm sure she's fine. She probably is just hiding outside of the camp and is going to just walk back into the camp, fine and I injured. What could go wrong?" Her mentor mewed, attempting to cheer her apprentice up. "A lot of things." Peachpaw mewed quietly. "What? Did you say something Peachpaw?" "I said a-" she was cut of by a strong scent of blood, followed by a terrible agonized wailing.The patrol padded back into camp soon after, a small shape in Bumblepelt's jaws. "T-Tinykit?" Peachpaw stuttered. The deputy brought the small kit to the medicine cats, and Peachpaw examined her sister. Her fur was mangled and bloody, and she had cuts down her sides. Peachpaw sniffed her and shrank back, grimacing at the strong scent of blood. "How is this possible?" She asked panicking. "How is what possible? Peachpaw, what's wrong?" Peachpaw looked up at her mentor, who had a worried glint in her eyes. "Tinykit, she's injured! Can't you see?" She said, looking back at where her sister layed. But there were no cats there now, just an empty space. The scent of blood was gone, and the clan looked the same as it had only moments before she envisioned the patrol coming back to camp. "Peachpaw, you must be so worried, you're hallucinating. Go rest for a little bit, and I'll call you as soon as the patrol comes back." Her mentor said. Peachpaw reluctantly obliged, padding to the medicine den and curling up in her nest. Sleep came slowly, but she eventually let it claim her.

Hey guys! Sorry for not updating in a while, I've been super busy. So anyways, here you go, chapter 8! Enjoy!
~Moonblossom (^-^)