Ooh!

Barkpaw trotted carefully up a small moonlit path. Brightleaf was taking him to the moonstone! It was always exciting to meet with the other clans' medicine cats.

He loved the dreams StarClan gave him.

The dusty path led to the top of a rocky mountain. At the top, stood three other pairs of medicine cats and their apprentices. Barkpaw was practically squealing inside.

Everyone was silent when they met up. Brightleaf signaled that they should enter the moonstone's cave, so they did. Barkpaw knew what to do. When they got to the stone, he gently padded up to it, and lay down. His nose touched a small section of it, and he fell asleep.

oooooooooooo

Barkpaw was in StarClan! His rough brown paws loved the feel of the silk soft grass. He never wanted to leave. Soon enough, he found himself trotting toward a milky white shecat with orange and black speckles, who he recognized as Spottedleaf.

Was it THE Spottedleaf? What an honor!

"Barkpaw." Her voice was golden.

He dipped his head respectfully. "Greetings, Spottledleaf."

"I have a message for you, young one."

"Go on." Barkpaw was about to explode. Why tell him the message? Why not an experienced cat, who could interperate it properly, not a new medicine cat!

"Alright. There is an incoming danger to ShadowClan. A cat will be born, in a litter of four. It's fur white, eyes frost blue. About a moon after, she will be damaged in a critical manor, by doing of a dark force. Soon after, she will be neglected by her seemingly loving mother. The kit will develop two illnesses never seen by a medicine cat before, but was only handled by the paws of StarClan. One is called Reletia, the other Aserium. I need you, and you only, to watch the cat grow. She should have Aserium when the injury takes place, and the effects of Reletia around mid Apprenticeship."

Barkpaw took in a breath. That is a lot to take in. An unseen illness by cats? Only for him? How could he do it on his own?