Moons Ago... Leaffrost : Dewstar's Decision

Chapter 2 : Dewstar's Decision

Staring at River Clan's leader, Dewstar, she wondered if he was really going to call a meeting of cats. Stemtail had informed him of Leafpaw's talent. "Why did I tell Stemtail? Why do I even have dreams?" Leafpaw thought angrily. She stalked up to the prey pile, aware of Stemtail's piercing stare. Why? This was the question on Leafpaw's mind as she drifted over to where the other apprentices were eating. Daisypaw stared intently at her.

"You look tired!" she exclaimed, tipping her head in concentration.

"Yeah, pick it up!" mewed Brakenpaw jokingly.

"Do you want some herbs to cool your tiredness?" Otterpaw, the medicine cat apprentice mewed encouragingly.

"Well I have to go hunting now," Leafpaw snapped at them, angry at the thought of medicine cats.

Aware of eyes staring through her skin, she whipped her tail around and quickly left camp. Soon after leaving, she slowed down to a stop and enjoyed the forest scenery. A leaf dropped to the ground from one of the orangish greenish trees. A sudden draft of wind picked it off the ground. Shivering with an excitement she hadn't had in moons, she batted at the leaf and kept it in the air.

"Leaafffrossst!" a call came from the camp.

"Coming!" Leaffrost answered cheerily.

As she padded into camp, the sensation of Leafbare was falling away and being replaced by an itching nervousness. Had Stemtail shared tongues about her strange dreams? If so, what would Dewstar's decision be?