I *finally* uploaded the picture of Heightened Senses' cover.

I drew it a few weeks back and have been procrastinating uploading it. But I got a laptop Friday *YAY* so that not only means regular posting but I was able to upload this. Can anyone guess the cats on the cover?
~Firefoot

Mwahahahaha

Just wanted to say, I have MANY twists and turns that you *hopefully* won't see coming. Some cats /might/ die or they /might/ not and... oh you'll just have to wait and see.

-From the especially evil feeling Firefoot >:)

Chapter 17

Jayfeather's heart seemed to flounder. It thumped pitifully against his chest as Sarah's tail weaved absentmindedly around his neck. He shifted away slightly, bumping into Twilight on his other side.
"Excuse me," He murmured, slipping through the crowd of cats and entering the drafty medicine den. He was alone, at last, and he could finally think about things. He settled down amongst a group of ferns and moss and just let his mind wander while his eyes slowly closed.
Soon, he was in a large forest, a low lying mist settling around him. It was so thick he could barely see his paws. Scents swirled around him, cats from his past, present and future though he could pick out no scents to be sure of who it was.
"Oh Jayfeather," A sweet voice whispered in his ear,"What are you going to do..." The voice mumbled quietly. He tried to see where the voice was coming from but it eluded him. "Don't worry my love," The voice belonged to multiple cats speaking at once,"I will always watch over you," The voice confused him, what was he doing? Who were these cats? ,"Oh Jayfeather... Jayfeather... Jayfeather," The voice continued, slowly then faster.
"Jayfeather, Jayfeather! Jayfeather!"
Jayfeather blinked open his eyes, the forest was gone and replaced by the ever dark world of reality. "What?"
Honeypaw's voice broke into his ears once again,"Jayfeather, we're low on cobwebs and chamomile, should I ask Willowshine to help us gather some?" Jayfeather felt his ears burn with guilt, he had completely forgotten about Honeypaw after the announcement that Sarah was leaving with Tinder to Riverclan territory. She was all he could think about now.
"Yes of course, go and ask Willowshine and Twilight, we also need burdock and catnip and Twilight could help carry some back," Jayfeather mewed. And I want to test Twilight's interest in herbs...
"Sure!" Honeypaw purred, Jayfeather could hear her paws click out of the den. He began to groom himself, flicking moss off his moss with his tongue.
"Ready to go Jayfeather?" Willowshine called out from outside the den. Jayfeather pushed past the ferns and joined her and the two others coming along. They padded past the nursery and fresh kill pile where the newly made warrior, Mountainstripe, was eating with Twigstorm, Leaftail, and Bumblestripe.
"So what were the clans like before the Great Battle?" Twigstorm asked Bumblestripe.
Jayfeather heard Bumblestripe flick his tail against a fern, "The clans lived separate, there were a lot more cats, and we went to gatherings every moon."
"I can't wait until we go to gatherings,"  Twigstorm sighed shaking his head.
"Give the clans a few days to settle in again to their old homes," Willowshine added,"You'll go to one in no time," She promised sweetly. Jayfeather felt agitation swirl around the camp, coming from Sarah then a few others, the scent telling him it was from Cristy and Ghost who weren't on patrol today. Jayfeather couldn't figure out why though.
"Come then," Jayfeather ushered the group away, Honeypaw and Twilight in front of him while Willowshine behind him.
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"Jayfeather I need to talk to you!" Sarah hissed from behind the tabby medicine cat. Jayfeather whipped around, anxiety flaring through him. He was in his den stacking the herbs from earlier today. They had gotten their quota and more, and Twilight had shown quite an interest in herbs and the best places to find them. Now he was alone in the cave, except for Sarah here now.
"Here? Now?" Jayfeather panicked, dropping his herbs on the dusty floor. Honeypaw would be back anytime now from applying the poultice to Slatepelt's sore pads and Willowshine was checking on the queens in the nursery.
"Yes, now," Sarah hissed, Jayfeather stepped back, he could feel angry pulsing through her. He dove into her mind, but now all he felt was a cat trying to calm herself down. "Jayfeather come on! I must speak with you!" Sarah urged. Jayfeather pushed his herbs aside for the moment and beckoned her forward.
"Follow me," He led her to the back of the cave, behind the large stacks of herbs that were going to needed to be stock piled for Leaf Bare, past a few ferns and into a cleft in the wall. A fresh scent of the forest was the only clue that this cave led on into another part of the forest. This is how the clans had won the Great Battle.
"Come on, we'll talk in the middle of the tunnel." Jayfeather walked into the tunnel, the slope rising gently, rocks tumbling behind him. Hopefully no one would come looking for him here, he didn't want to be questioned about his whereabouts.
"What's this about?" He spat impatiently.
"We need to meet tonight, there's going to be to much preparation for the clans leaving tomorrow night to be able to meet in the forest alone," Sarah whispered, flicking her tail over his ear. Jayfeather shivered. He had forgotten about their meeting agreement until now. He nodded.
"Why don't you just stay with Thunderclan," Jayfeather pleaded,"It'll be so much easier, we won't have to stay away from each other,"
Sarah sighed, Jayfeather could feel her grief but refrained from jumping into her thoughts,"I can't. Ghost and Raccoon are my brothers. I couldn't leave them, and they love the water, they want to go to Riverclan so badly," Jayfeather understood, he could never leave Lionblaze or any of his family for Sarah no matter what. "We'll still see each other at Gatherings, and tonight it'll just be us two." Sarah whispered, wrapping her tail around his waist and licking his head. She parted with him and walked back through the tunnel, whispering,"Remember, by the Sky Oak at Moonhigh, I'll see you tonight my love,"
Jayfeather waited silently, thinking and rethinking what he was doing. He knew it was wrong. So very very wrong. He was walking down the same path as his mother, instantly making his name in Starclan something to be said behind closed dens and questioned by multiple cat he didn't even know. Panic gripped him and he began to wheeze, slowly losing sane thoughts as he padded back and forth through the tunnel. He had to get out of this tunnel, he could feel it closing in on him. Why hadn't Starclan warned him that he was going to die while the tunnel collapsed? Had they abandoned him? The thought made him panic more. He would die, and be sent to the Dark Forest where he would find Mapleshade or Darkstripe and they would torture him. He wheezed harder as he sprinted out of the tunnel. He tore through the grass as he reached the forest, sprinting through the trees through Thunderclan territory. He could hear trees whizzing past his ears, and soon he was in unfamiliar territory. He slowed to a stop under a large oak tree. His breathing was ragged, his fur was greasy and sticking out in all directions. He tried to groom but burrs nipped at his tongue that were stuck through his fur. Blood seeped from a few scratched that could only of come from a bramble bush that he had burst through without realizing. He began to pluck the burrs from his pelt and lick his wounds. His breathing slowly returned to normal, along with his thoughts. He knew now the tunnel wasn't collapsing, it was just his panic. But still he felt Starclan was leaving him, he hadn't had any dreams from them other than seeing Starclan accept Honeypaw. He sat there staring into the empty blackness of his sight while the sun settled lower in the sky. If he wasn't back soon there would be a search patrol sent out especially with Whitewing's murderer still unknown. But still her sat there, he could hear pawsteps creeping up behind him, multiple cats were approaching from where he had fled from the clans. He braced himself for an attack, these cats could be Whitewing's murderer.
"He's here," Bumblestripe hollered behind him. The large gray tabby approached him, Jayfeather could feel his eyes gazing all over him, into each cut and burr in confusion. "Come on, lets get you back to camp," More cats helped him up, Cinderheart included. Others included Dovepelt, Firepaw, and Mountainstripe.
"What happened?" Firepaw whispered into his ear as he helped the older medicine cat onto his paws.
"Let Jayfeather go, he'll tell Bramblestar what happened when we get back to camp," Cinderheart mewed calmly. Jayfeather narrowed his sightless eyes, he jumped into her thoughts. It was Cinderpelt speaking, she was so calm and collected now after only two days!
"Firepaw go ahead and tell Bramblestar we've found him," Dovepelt instructed her apprentice. He dashed off through the forest. Jayfeather felt shame prickle at his pelt, he really didn't want Bramblestar to ask him why he had dashed off through the forest.
Soon, they were arrving at the Thunderclan camp entrance. The sky was now dark, many cats were going into their dens for a night's rest. Like always though, there was not enough room for all the warriors in the warrios' den and some had settled onto the ground in large bunches. Cinderheart told the others to go get some sleep as she led him up to the leaders' den.
"Bramblestar?" Cinderheart called in.
"Come in," Bramblestar's throaty mew echoed outside the cave. Jayfeather and Cinderheart both walked in at the same time. Bramblestar was alone. "I asked the other leaders to give us a moment alone." Bramblestar seemed to read Jayfeather's thoughts.
"We found Jayfeather right outside our territory," Cinderheart explained,"He looked quite dazed,"
"Let me speak for myself!" Jayfeather spat angrily, he wasn't dazed, he was confused and thinking.
"Very well Jayfeather, go ahead and explain why you ran off," Bramblestar murmured.
"Stop talking to me like I'm an apprentice who ran into the forest without their mentor, I'm your medicine cat Bramblestar. I know what I'm doing. I was simply looking for... signs from Starclan," Jayfeather improvised quickly while defending himself.
"If you were just looking for signs why do you have scratches all over your body and burrs stuck in your pelt Jayfeather?" Cinderheart's irritated voice asked him rhetorically.
Bramblestar ignored his deputy's outburst,"Did you see anything Jayfeather? From Starclan? Some kind of sign?" The leader seemed to yearn for some sign from Starclan, and Jayfeather could offer him nothing.
He shook his head,"Starclan are silent Bramblestar,"

Chapter 16

"I swear Lakekit," Dovepelt shook the small kit off her fur,"You're going to make your mentor very worried one day," The small kit had been running around camp all day, hiding in the camp's crevices and dens. Leafpool had been looking for him all day, but Dovepelt finally found him when she came back from patrol with Firepaw. Dovepelt picked the large kit up by the scruff and padded out of the warriors' den towards the nursery. His mother was sitting outside next to the very round Gingerstep. Leafpool looked up as Dovepelt approached.
"There you are!" Leafpool got to her paws and met Dovepelt in front of the nursery. "He needs a mentor to watch him," Leafpool sighed. Dovepelt nodded, but mentors were hard to come by now, with her own litter using most of the ready warriors. And until Lionblaze and Cinderheart were in better spirits they weren't candidates, maybe Leaftail or Twigstorm though.
"Dovepelt! Dovepelt!" A small apprentice scrambled through the entrance to camp. Her eyes bright, Honeypaw scrambled over the large tree trunk and shot passed Bramblestar and Onestar huddled over the fresh kill pile. Bramblestar looked up and excused  himself from the conversation. Honeypaw stopped in front of her mother, her fur prickled with excitement.
"It was amazing! I've never seen-" Honeypaw was cut short by Jayfeather's disapproving growl, he was standing behind her now with Bramblestar at his side.
"A medicine cat doesn't tell others about their ceremony," Jayfeather interjected, then he let his fur relax,"But Starclan accepted her," Dovepelt nuzzled her daughter, letting out a relaxed purr.
"Congratulations Honeypaw," Bramblestar's deep voice rumbled,"Jayfeather I need to talk to you," Jayfeather dipped his head to his apprentice and Dovepelt as he followed Bramblestar towards the leaders' den. Dovepelt flicked her ears and glanced down at her daughter staring at her mentor as he padded away. Her tail was twitching slightly.
"Why don't you go tell Stonepaw, I think Crowfeather has him cleaning out the elders' den," Dovepelt nodded towards the elderberry bush were Slatepelt and Junipertail made their nests.
"Sure! I help him get moss, Jayfeather and Willowshine always keep the freshest moss there," Honeypaw squealed, scampering away towards her den. Dovepelt felt something was missing...
"Dovepelt," Dovepelt flicked her ears as she glanced to her side. Lionblaze was ushering a wide-eyed Cinderheart through the camp, her pelt was twice it size. Lionblaze drew his tail down her shoulders towards her back. She gazed at Dovepelt with a mysterious confusion, like fog settling over a forest. Lionblaze nodded to Dovepelt, she nodded back. Cinderheart slid her gaze over Dovepelt's features, Dovepelt could feel her steady gaze on her whiskers, then her ears and on her back all the way to the tip of her tail.
"Come on, lets go talk to Leafpool," Lionblaze murmured.
Cidnerheart looked into his eyes,"Leafpool?" She asked blankly.
"Remember Leafpool?" Lionblaze whispered softly as he touched his nose to her forehead. Cinderheart blinked and nodded. Dovepelt watched the pair slowly meander towards the nursery, Lionblaze's tail still draped around her flank. A small flurry of fur rushed out of nursery as Leopardkit bounced around her parents' paws.
"Cinderheart! Lionblaze!" Leopardkit squealed, eyes bright even though she had been sickly the past moons.
"Leopardkit," Lionblaze purred, glancing at his mate and nodding,"Our kit," Cinderheart's eyes glowed at the word kit.
"They'll be a family again," Crowfeather shuffled next to her, glancing at Dovepelt. She looked at him, his eyes were glowing at his son.
"Did you ever wish things could've been different? In the beginning I mean," Dovepelt ventured, not daring to take her eyes off him. He stared at her for a few moments.
"I did, yes. I wish I could've been there for my kits, I wish I hadn't led Nightcloud on like I did and had Breezepelt. I wish that Hollyleaf was here. Of course I do, but I have everything I could ever want now." Crowfeather explained, staring into her eyes.
"And what would that be?"
"A family,"
Crowfeather flicked his eyes back to the nursery and padded after his son. Dovepelt watched him go, but the sound of gentle rock fall at the head of the camp led her eyes to the leaders' den. Jayfeather was descending the rocky outcropping, Bramblestar and the other leaders stood above the rest of the camp.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge for a clan meeting!" Bramblestar yowled. Cats came out of their dens and stood beneath the four- no five- leaders, Tinder was up there as well. "It has been well over six moons since the clans came together to face the threat of the Dark Forest as one, but the time has come for the clans to separate back into their territories." Bramblestar explained, stepping back to allow Onestar to speak.
"Windclan thanks Thunderclan for allowing us to stay here, but we owe you no debt. None of us would be alive if one of the clans hadn't joined." The other leaders shook their heads, except for Tinder, in fact he looked absolutely furious.
"Riverclan thanks you as well," Mistystar dipped her head.
"As does Shadowclan," Roawnstar murmured.
Onestar resumed,"It has been decided that we and the other two clans shall depart in two days,"
"There has been some controversy over the matter of Dovepelt," Dovepelt held he head higher at her name," Lionblaze, and Jayfeather," Mistystar mewed calmly," And even if Thunderclan seems to hold an advantage over the rest of us, Thunderclan has lost battles with the help of Lionblaze, has been weakened by sickness with Jayfeather, and has had disasters strike with Dovepelt around, so we see no need to," She thought about what to say for a moment,"seperate them." Dovepelt let out a sigh of relief.
"But we also see no need to mention their abilities to future generations," Rowanstar put in, gazing down at his clan quietly. "Theres no need to stir up trouble in the future," Rowanstar's eyes pierced through the crowd.
"Are there any objections?" Bramblestar flicked his tail, scanning the group.
"What about Tinder and that lot?" Bumblestripe called, other cats called up the same. Swift glances were cast the way of Ghost and Raccoon standing adjacent from the clans. Cristy was perched up on a rock ledge. Dovepelt searched the crowd until she found Sarah and Twilight, standing at the side of Jayfeather.
Tinder approached the edge of the rock ledge,"Sarah and I have discussed with Mistystar to join in Riverclan, along with Cristy, Raccoon, Ghost, and Sasha" His gaze grew hard,"Twilight has declined our offers to join us,"
"Is it safe to even separate? With whoever murdered Whitewing still out there..." Cristy's eyes flashed uncertainly,"What about the kits?" A quiet murmuring fluttered around the camp, especially from the nursery.
"Thunderclan is strong, we will recover from this loss," Bramblestar spoke, looking directly at Dovepelt, she felt her fur prickle.
"Where is Twilight going? Is he leaving?" Heathertail glanced back at the wiry black tom. Twilight stepped forward, clearing his throat.
"I haven't spoke to Onestar yet, but I believe its my place to live with Windclan," Twilight murmured, flicking his tail slightly, he held a hard gaze with Onestar, their eyes locked. Ashfoot jumped up onto the highledge, Onestar backed up and started speaking urgently into her ear.
"We need more warriors," Ashfoot murmured,"Since Crowfeather left," Onestar shook his head.
"He's not clanborn," Onestar murmured urgently.
"We need more warriors," Ashfoot argued,"We've nearly lost all our she-cats and there's no kits,"
"We have two apprentices in training,"
"Yes, and then they'll become warriors, we need more, were outnumbered by all the clans," Ashfoot scowled.
Onestar sat silent for a heartbeat or two before giving Ashfoot a stern look and returning to the highledge. "Twilight you are welcome to join us," Twilight dipped his head respectfully.
"Theres another matter I wish to attend to," Bramblestar approached the edge of the highledge, his eyes glowing with pride,"Mountainpaw, please step forward,"

*Le Gasp* Its been over a month since the last time I've posted. I'm so sorry, but I was caught up with camping, homework, projects, exams, among other things in my life. Hopefully I'll get back to regular posting, especially with the chance I'll get a new laptop since my birthday is coming up.
Again, so sorry.
~Firefoot

Chapter 15

Several cats hung around a giant oak, ears poised for the quiet paw steps of clan cats night hunting. But the night was quiet, the only thing that was heard was an eerie hoot of an owl. A slight breeze brushed past the tom's face, the scent of mouse. The lake gleamed under the moon's light, a bright silver without a cloud in the sky. His paws dragged across the stony shore, a gentle whisper of the water lapping at the pebbly beach, the stars shimmering silently in the sky, it all angered him.
"Its nearly Greenleaf," A velvety voice murmured behind him. The tom quietly turned around and gazed at the she-cat's green eyes glancing at the opposite shore, the soft willow trees dancing over the lake, their branch's draping protectively over it's shoreline. He could sense the longing in her stare.
"Once the clans are secured, we'll move to the Willows," He assured her, draping his tail over her tortoiseshell pelt. She glanced at him and blinked, though he could hear the scrabbling of a mock fight going on behind him. He circled around his mate to face the other direction, two toms were scuffling on the shore line, close to the water's edge while a slender tabby watching them with cold contempt. He enjoyed the way Cristy had grown so close to the regime so their plan would be a success.
"Stop it, do want to draw sleeping cats into the forest with your noise?" He growled, the two toms sprung away from each other, fur bristling. "All we need is Dovepelt to come running out here, who knows how far her senses spread," The black and white tom's ears twitched.
"What are we doing out here anyway, I thought the plans were done," The gray and black tom lashed his tail fitfully.
"Planning is done when Tinder says its done, besides, we haven't even begun," Cristy objected, glancing at Tinder, he nodded.
"Cristy is right, we haven't even started talking to the clan leaders about staying together," Tinder reminded,"We need Jayfeather too, and in two nights Sarah will be out with him and the plan will start,"
"So what are we doing tonight then?" Raccoon persisted. Tinder rolled his eyes.
"More planning,"

This is a really short chapter, but all chapters with Tinder's POV will be. 

Chapter 14

The patrol of four approached Thunderclan's home, Lionblaze watched Cinderpelt limp into the thorn barrier. He didn't understand why she wasn't asking questions about this when she didn't even know where they were or why they were here. Maybe she thought this was a sign from Starclan, and medicine cats didn't ask questions. Lionblaze didn't know, he would never be a medicine cat.

Bluestar padded into the camp, as usual there wasn't enough room in the dens for everyone and many cats were asleep outside, but tonight wasn't too bad this time in Newleaf.

"Remember, this is Cinderheart's dream so other cats can't see us," Honeyfern whispered in Lionblaze's ear. Lionblaze nodded and saw his own pelt amongst the ones laying in the camp. He followed Bluestar and Honeyfern into the medicine den where Cinderheart was fast asleep next to Jayfeather, their deep breathing was a sign they were both sleeping. Odd she would be dreaming of her self sleeping... Lionblaze thought to himself.
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Lionblaze and the others swarmed down through the tall grasses of Starclan. Cinderheart's fur touched his, it was quaking in fear like it had been for the past couple moons. On his other side was Cinderpelt, her rhythmic limp timing the speed of the gallop through Starclan only moments after they had asked Cinderherat to join them. Honeyfern was pressed close to Cinderheart's other side, but Bluestar was the only one in front of the group, leading them through the tangling grasses, Lionblaze could hear a soft hum of a river up ahead. They had past a few cats he had seen a few moons ago before the Great Battle, Firefoot, Cherrynose, Nightcloud, and Thornclaw. But now it seemed as if Starclan cats had left this part of the forest all to the patrol.
"We'll stop here," Bluestar murmured, settling down  in the tall grass. Honeyfern joined her at the blue she-cat's side, whisker poised and fur slicked back carefully. Cindereart and Cinderpelt wedged Lionblaze between them. Bluestar wasted no time,"Cinderpelt do you remember the night when the badgers invaded the Thunderclan camp?" Lionblaze glanced at the small gray she-cat.
She nodded,"I remember being with Sorreltail while she delivered her kits," Lionblaze hadn't been alive then, he had no idea how bad the badger attack was.
"Cinderheart was one of Sorreltail's kits," Bluestar touched her tail tip to Lionblaze's mate,"She was named after you,"
"I knew that, because Cinderpelt died saving me and Honeyfern and our other siblings," Cinderheart put in, Lionblaze glanced at Honeyfern, who nodded solemnly.
Cinderpelt's eyes widened, her tail started twitching wildly,"Then, then I'm dead?" Lionblaze flicked his ears. The wind rustled quietly near the group.
"Yes," Bluestar nodded,"You have been dead for many moons," The wind seemed to stop as she spoke, but her steady gaze made agitation crack like lightning around the group. Honeyfern's fur was prickling slightly, Lionblaze could smell fear, though he wasn't sure where it was coming from.
"Then why can't I remember being in Starclan," Cinderpelt objected quietly, her eyes sparkling. Bluestar blinked.
"Because you weren't," Bluestar replied, flicking an ear casually.
"You have to tell them more," Lionblaze pleaded gently, why was Bluestar being so casual about this? As far as Lionblaze was concerned, there was no way this could be a nonchalant  meeting with Starclan!
"What's going on?" Cinderheart demanded, now her tail was lashing too. Lionblaze could feel this was escalating dangerously if Bluestar didn't answer more clearly.
Bluestar blinked again,"There is something you both must know,"She drew her tongue over her paw and over one ear,"But you must not ask any questions until I'm done," Lionblaze looked from Cinderheart to Cinderpelt, they both nodded quickly. Bluestar sighed evenly, as if drawing in the coolness of the day,"Cinderpelt, Starclan told you of the day you would die. We trusted with you that you would not tell another soul, even when Leafpool had abandoned her clan. You died when a badger tried to kill Sorreltail. You were a gifted medicine cat, you know, but that was never your destiny. The day that monster hit you, all of Starclan was stunned. You would've been a gifted warrior. So when you kept that secret, well, a secret, Starclan did something amazing." Bluestar glanced at Cinderheart. Cinderheart stared blankly at Bluestar, tail twitching only mildly. Honeyfern started to sob wildly, Lionblaze suspected she already knew, but Honeyfern knew her sister would be upset when she realized what was going on.
"Then why am I here?" Cinderheart stood,"To tell Cinderpelt I have the same name as her? I'm no medicine cat, Bluestar, but I don't think that warrants a trip to Starclan when I could be dreaming in my den," She turned around as if to leave, but where would she go? She was in Starclan! Lionblaze stood with her though, trying to guide her back to the group with his tail.
Bluestar spoke again,"Do you two remember coming to the moonpool tonight?" The wind whipped across the moor. Everyone was silent until Cinderpelt spoke,"I remember being there, Honeypaw was having her medicine cat apprentice ceremony," Lionblaze let Cinderheart turn around and sit back next to Cinderpelt, leaving Lionblaze alone.
Bluestar narrowed her eyes,"But how could you? You've been dead for many moons," she mewed evenly. Lionblaze could tell she was trying to draw the realization out of the two she-cats instead of coming out and saying it directly.
"Maybe I was in spirit-" Cinderpelt was interrupted by a shrill wailing.
The fur along Cinderheart's spine rose quickly,"You're her! You're the she-cat I see in my head! When I attacked Jayfeather!" Lionblaze glanced at Honeyfern, her face was buried in her sister's shoulder.
Bluestar glanced at Cinderpelt, eyes resting on her with respect and confidence.
"Cinderheart is right, but Cinderpelt you have always been with Cinderheart, you two are one in the same," Bluestar explained carefully,"Cinderpelt when you kept the secret, Starclan awarded you with a new life, where you could be a warrior," Lionblaze looked at his mate, resting his tail over her back.
"What does this all mean?" Cinderheart demanded, eyes wide and tail lashing. Her claws scraped at the moorland grasses, the wind wrapping them around her paws.
"Cinderpelt was reborn, as Sorreltail's fourth kit," Bluestar mewed,"You Cinderheart, are Cinderpelt. You two have always been one, do you know why you know so much of medicine herbs with no medicine cat training?" Bluestar didn't wait for an answer,"But during the Great Battle in Thunderclan's camp, you saw your son, Mountainpaw fight against too many warriors than he could handle. You rushed in, but they overpowered the both of you. Mountainpaw's back leg snapped didn't it? You knew how that felt, your own leg had broke, one falling from a tree and once as Cinderpelt," Bluestar stepped forward, nose to nose with Cinderheart. Cinderheart's back was arched and her eyes were shut as memories swamped through her mind, Lionblaze wished he could read her mind like Jayfeather, then he might be able to comfort her. All he could do was press as close as he could to her.
"The memories of Cinderpelt's life overcame you, she took over. But you were both in a panic now, the only thing either of you do was run," Bluestar's eyes were so hard and cold Lionblaze didn't know if this was the same she-cat he had heard about all his life about being calm and thoughtful. "So you did, and you've lived your lives split, but Thunderclan need it's deputy, which means whenever Cinderpelt is active she must act the same as Cinderheart. Lionblaze will help you learn about your clanmates Cinderpelt but Cinderherat you should be fine." Bluestar touched noses with Cinderpelt and Cinderheart. Lionblaze twitched his nose, cat scent drifted across the moor, though he hesitated to turn his head.
"Do you both understand?" Bluestar stood up, stretching her spine luxuriously and pulling her ears the back of her head as she yawned. She glanced at the younger she-cats. Honeyfern licked her sister's head and sat next to the old gray blue she-cat.
"I-I think so," Cinderheart mumbled, leaning on Lionblaze's golden tabby fur. It was good to be with Cinderherat again, even under these circumstances.
"Yes Bluestar," Cinderpelt dipped her head. Lionblaze felt the moor drift away into haze, slowly the sky was darkening until he opened his eyes. He was back at the moonpool.

Chapter 13

Lionblaze settled next to Jayfeather, their fur touching. It had been a long time since he had slept next to is brother, Lionblaze thought it had seemed as though the last time he had had a good nights sleep was the many moons ago in the nursery with Jayfetaher and Hollyleaf. He felt a stab of grief, so many cats were alive then, life was good. He could still remember envying Berrynose for his hunting crouch and pestering Purdy, Mousefur, and Longtail for a story. Cinderheart was no more than an apprentice and Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw were his parents. He could hear Graystripe chuckling softly with Dustpelt and Firestar about a joke he had told with Cloudtail at his sidLionblaze settled next to Jayfeather, their fur touching. It had been a long time since he had slept next to is brother, Lionblaze thought it had seemed as though the last time he had had a good nights sleep was the many moons ago in the nursery with Jayfeather and Hollyleaf. He felt a stab of grief, so many cats were alive then, life was good. He could still remember envying Berrynose for his hunting crouch and pestering Purdy, Mousefur, and Longtail for a story. Cinderheart was no more than an apprentice and Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw were his parents. He could hear Graystripe chuckling softly with Dustpelt and Firestar about a joke he had told with Cloudtail at his side. Tigerstar was no more than a nursery tail and... and Hollyleaf was his trusted sister. Who he could count on to help him keep an eye on Jayfeather so he wouldn't get in trouble. She was the smartest cat he knew, and the kindest.

Lionblaze flicked his tail, shivering as a breeze blew down his spine. There was nothing to think about now except Cinderheart. He rested his nose in the Moonpool, hesitating for a moment to let Jayfeather welcome Honeypaw into the medicine cat world.

The world was cold for a moment, then Lionblaze opened his eyes. Lush green grass surrounded a barrier of thorns. He was atop of ravine, below him a bustling camp. He climbed down and looked for the entrance. He could tell by the smell this was Thunderclan, but where were his clanmates?

"These are your clanmates," A voice murmured behind him. Lionblaze turned around, Firestar, a blue gray she-cat, Whitestorm, and an ugly gray she-cat stood in front of him. Firestar spoke again,"Well, they were,"

"Where's Cinderheart?" Lionblaze asked, taking in his new surroundings. It looked exactly as Squirrelflight and Ferncloud had described it to him as a kit.

"In Yellowfang's den, in her dream she is Cinderpelt, Yellowfang's apprentice," The blue gray she-cat pointed out, Lionblaze realized this must be Bluestar. He nodded, then the flat faced elder with battle ridden scars across her face must be Yellowfang. He followed Bluestar down into the camp, noticing that Dustpelt was young and speaking to an even younger Ferncloud.

"They can't see us," Whitestorm murmured into Lionblaze's tabby ear fur,"Since this is Cinderpelt's dream she's the only one who can speak to them," Lionblaze nodded and looked around the camp. He couldn't see the familiar pelts of his clanmates and he felt like an outsider. Instead of seeing Leafpool coming out of the nursery with Lakekit, a pale ginger queen stepped out with two kits, probably Brambleclaw and Tawnypelt as kits. The soft pebbly earth underneath him was something like the floor of the camp at home, though there were less large rocks and the fact there was no large tree trunk sitting in the middle. There were however two stony outcroppings in front and back of the camp, one was leaning upward toward the sky with a small cave underneath and the other was as if some twoleg had tried to stack a third stone brick on two others creating a large den. After a few more pawsteps, the group was walking into the den, the sour scent of herbs filling Lionblaze's nose. It smelled more sour here than in Jayfeather's den.

"Cinderpelt," Yellowfang rasped, a few moments later a small gray she-cat with bright blue eyes scurried out of a second part of the den.

"Yellowfang," She dipped her head to her mentor, then to Bluestar. She looked past Whitestorm's shoulder and saw Lionblaze. "Who's this?" 

"Come with us, theres much to speak about," Yellowfang murmured, gesturing with her tail for the apprentice to follow. Cinderpelt nodded warily and limped after her mentor and her other clanmates. Lionblaze winced at her limping gait, but saw her glance his way and forced himself not to notice. Cinderpelt stepped back to join his side.
"You're a strange cat," Cinderpelt murmured in his ear. Lionblaze thought back, can she tell I'm not from here?
"I mean, you don't smell like the other clans or rogue, but you smell like all four clans," Cinderpelt rumbled.
"Come on Cinderpelt," Yellowfang rasped from the front of the patrol. Lionblaze gazed around him, the forest was not much different than the lake territory. The grass under paw became springier and star dust rained down upon them.
"Where are we going?" Cinderpelt murmured, eyes round and wide.
"Starclan," Firestar answered. Cinderpelt didn't speak. The world opened up and new cats appeared from the bracken though none approached. Their furry pelts were studded with stars and glittering path traced the floors. Lionblaze felt his own fur looked ragged and greasy here, but even Purdy, who he could now see sunbathing next to a group of elders, his fur looked shiny and clean. They passed Sandstorm weaving through a group of cats, Cloudtail, Kestrelflight, and Mothwing. A glittering stream was in front of him quicker than a flash, but instead of swimming, they crossed over a group of gray stones. A beautiful golden tabby she-cat stepped out of the bracken, Honeyfern.
"Welcome Honeyfern," Bluestar murmured, Honeyfern dipped her head and joined Lionblaze at his side.
"Hello Lionblaze," Honeyfern murmured formally. Lionblaze looked at her and nudged her flank affectionately.
"Honeyfern!" Lionblaze purred, though he wouldn't admit it now, when he was an apprentice, he had a little crush on her and her sisters. Honeyfern purred and nuzzled him back. The group continued on towards a small dot in the sky, they were almost just skimming the ground, their paws barely touching the ground. They seamed to be floating away from Starclan and descending to the lake from the sky. 

Lionblaze gasped in surprise, the lake looked like a sparkling star in the night sky. He could see all four territories and even small dots that looked like rabbits running through Windclan's old camp. He glanced to Shadowclan and he couldn't see much through the thick pine trees but he could see an owl flying from the treetops with some prey hidden in it's dagger like talons. Even search ing into Riverclan territory he could see the Willow trees swaying as if welcoming cats to come and live under their billowing branches.
"Where are we going now?" Lionblaze  called up, noticing that it was only him, Cinderheart, Bluestar, and Honeyfern gliding over the lake shoreline now.
"Thunderclan's camp," Bluestar hollered back over her shoulder, Lionblaze glanced at Cinderpelt. Her brow furrowed but she didn't say anything, just limped onward.