Flametail padded from his antro, den and walked outside. Gingertail's kits had been born that day. Littlecloud had also retired to the elders' den. He had been the oldest medicine cat for a while now, and Flametail was fairly certain he was ready for medicine cat duties to be his own responsibility.

He had dreamed last night. In his dream, he had seen Runningnose and Raggedstar.

Raggedstar's eyes followed Flametail's every move. "Things are changing, my young medicine cat. You have great responsibility to take off of the shoulders of someone you care about."

Runningnose dipped his head in a mournful...

Blackstar exited his antro, den and padded up to where the crowd was forming in the ShadowClan camp. He hated it when no one came for him. It's like the expect him to know everything.

"What is going on?" he asked. Ivytail-the nearest warrior-dipped her head before answering.

Toadfoot, Smokefoot, Dawnpelt, and Tigerheart were on patrol near the Twoleg house, Blackstar. They found a bunch of kittypets who claim they want to cadastrar-se the Clan!"

Blackstar hissed under his breath. "We are no ThunderClan! Send those soft hearts to where they belong!" He pushed his way through his gatos to stand in front of the...