Before I start, I want to tell you a few things.
First of all, I might mess up the paragraphs cause I don't pay too much attention in school. SO DO NOT YELL AT ME!
And second of all, Kess kinda inspired me to finally write this. I have read all three of her(At least, I think Kess is a her...) warrior fan-fic; SHADOWS, SHADOWS REVENGE, and SNOWFALL. I recommend you read them because they are awesome, along with the writer him/herself, Kess. And last but not least, this story may be a bit gory for some people. If you do not like stories that have blood and gore, I recommend you do not read my story.
Soooo, yepp. Now we start.
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Chapter One:
Squirreltuft started to sniff her herbs. Leaf-bare was coming soon, and she didn't want to have no useful herbs. As she drew the herbs out of there store, she started to see what and how much she had. "Some Catmint, Feverfew, Borage, Tansy, Marigold, and Juniper Berries." She muttered. She needed more herbs.
She padded out of her den, and called out, "Littlestar!". The small, golden-brown tabby tom trotted out and over to her immediately. "Yes?" He asked. She shuffled her paws, and looked at him. "I need to go collect some herbs. I would like to go alone." She said. "I'm low on much herbs we are going to need for Leaf-Bare.".
The young tom nodded, and Squirreltuft padded out of camp. The two guards nodded as she slowly walked past them. "Hey, where you going, Squirreltuft?" One, a black-and-white tom, named Birdsky, asked. The other one, a white tabby she-cat, nodded in agreement. "To collect herbs." Squirreltuft replied. Her pale, dusty grey-brown fur was ruffled by the wind as she continued on.
As she continued to walk through the wetland she called home, fear engulfed her. She had no clue why, but it did. Slowly and carefully, she walked over to a patch of Watermint. She yowled as something knocked her in the side; She couldn't see what it was, but it did surprise her. She let out a furious screech as she saw it was a cat who had attacked her. How dare they attack a medicine cat?!
She scrambled feebly in the sleek cat's grip. It was a huge jet black tom, and mist was floating around him. He hissed, and slashed his claws across her throat. Just as she was about to let out a yowl for help, blood started to run down her just like the river. She let out a soft whimper as three more huge jet black cats appeared and tore at her throat. It was ferociously torn open as the four black cats bounded away, mist still wrapped around them.
She took a few raspy breathes. "Hey! Look!" A voice yowled. Was there even more black cats? Squirreltuft let out a moan as a few cats swarmed around her. As they let out gasps, saying stuff like, "Hey! Isn't that RiverClan's medicine cat, Squirreltuft?!" and "Oh my! What happened to her?!". Then a thought hit her; How would her apprentice, Dustpaw, going to become medicine cat?! He wasn't fully trained! Then a she-cat came into Squirreltuft's vision. "What happened?" The she-cat asked.
"F-fear..." She whispered. She couldn't finish her sentence-She was taking her last breathe. She gulped in air, and then closed her eyes. It was now her time to join her ancestors in StarClan.





