Fernstar The leaves covered the whole ground as a sign that leaffall was near. Cats were out hunting and training to become a warrior or medicine cat of EagleClan. "Hello Fernstar." A red-brown ginger tom greeted, dipping his head. Fernstar lifted his head up from his paws. "Yes, Dawnwing?" He meowed. His pelt was white and fluffed up. Dawnwing sighed, licking his paw and grooming his red-brown fur with his tounge. "One of the apprintices got bit by an adder and Rabbitface, nor Eaglewhisker are in reach." He mumbled. "What do I do?" Fernstar sighed, and lifted himself up and stepped out of his moss bedding. "What did Quailfang say to do?" He asked. Dawnwing looked at him, fear streaking across his face. "Well?" He asked, padding toward him. The red-brown warrior just stared. "Tell me." He growled, low and deep. "S-she said to g-go to you F-ferns-star." He stuttered. Fernstar nodded his head. "Fine." He let out. His white fur was clumped up and bristled. "I guess we have to go to the apprentice. Lead me the way." The two warriors walked out of the brambles and out into the marsh land of EagleClan. 'Oh StarClan.' The leader thought. 'Why do I have to carry this burden of the Clan? What did I do to diserve this?' A golden shape stepped into his head. "Fernstar.' The cat started. 'This is not a punishment ment for you. You did nothing wrong. The only reason why you are leader is because this is your destiny." The picture of the starlit cat faded away. And as a replacement, the apprentice that had gotten bit by the adder was in view. "Quick, grab some yarrow!" He shouted. "Make sure the vemon isn't going far into the veins." There was only a couple of seconds left for the apprentice to live. And no medicine cat was in reach. "I'll go and get Rabbitface." The red-brown cat called from a river. Fernstar nodded his head in agreement, and Dawnstripe let the yarrow fall out of his mouth, and onto a grassy patch near his leader. "Tell her the full story of what happened." The leader meowed. "But make it brief, Gingerpaw needs help." Dawnstripe looked back, and mewed. "I know. I'm a horrible mentor." Then, his tail whisked away from the bushes. "Wait no!" Fernstar called, but the young warrior couldn't hear him. "You're the best a mentor could ever be." He sighed. “You just never knew it.” He looked into the meadow and let out gasp.
