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Chapter Three

The cat in the picture is Minnowpelt.

The journey to the twoleg nest had mostly consisted of Mistyheart praying repeatedly in her head. She wanted to see Vincent. Now that she knew that he was alive, she wanted to cling onto the hope that he would be back in time for the meeting.

Her faith in StarClan had only grown stronger. They had spared Vincent, when Mistyheart had been so terrified of how Blue and Watcher would treat him. How in the name of StarClan did he escape?

Still, Mistyheart was shocked. Did StarClan not hate her, even after all she had done? Mistyheart was finding it ever so difficult to not hate herself.

Hollyberry sighed, and Mistyheart felt a slight pang of sadness. They were making the journey to the twoleg nest together without Seedheart. It was hard for Mistyheart to describe how she felt about Seedheart leaving. She wasn't that sad, but she felt as though she was partially to blame, and she wished she had been able to make amends with the speckled she cat. Maybe we should have tried harder to convince Seedheart and the others to stay with us.

"Quit looking so sad!" Lizardclaw mewed. "We're nearly there. Let's at least try to look like we're having a good time."

"We're not sad," Hollyberry growled in response. "I'm just tired. I didn't get enough sleep."

"You can sleep as soon as we get home, then." Lizardclaw answered, giving the ginger tom a reassuring nod. Mistyheart smiled a little, remembering how her two friends had used to bicker so much. They had come so far.

Hollyberry simply narrowed his eyes. "I'm the medicine cat, it's better I don't sleep."

Mistyheart felt a pang of sympathy. Being a medicine cat was an honour. Medicine cats had a special connection to StarClan, and they could be friends with cats from all the Clans as medicine cats were meant to be peaceful, but it had to be very stressful for Hollyberry. I pray for Hollyberry to be alright, and for him to be able to serve ShadowClan perfectly.

The twoleg nest was in sight, and Mistyheart quickened her pace, whispering, "Oh please, StarClan, let Vincent be here, safe and alright!"

Padding into the garden, her heart sank. She could only see Scarlet. She didn't even want to ask Scarlet whether she had seen Vincent. She doubted Scarlet knew about Hollyberry's dream from StarClan, and she doubted Scarlet had been told about Vincent. "Hi, Scarlet." She mewed quietly, disappointment prickling through her fur.

Strangely, Goldenblaze and Gorsepelt had already arrived, despite having travelled from the other side of the lake. Did they have very important news? The two WindClan cats were smiling at eachother, Gorsepelt even laughing as she spoke to the ginger and white tom. It was rare not to see Goldenblaze so grouchy.

"Hey, Mistyheart." Goldenblaze meowed, padding away from Gorsepelt and heading over to Mistyheart, barely acknowledging Hollyberry and Lizardclaw as they showed up behind Mistyheart.

"Hi." She mewed, eyes sweeping over the tom's body. What had happened to him? He was covered in deep, noticeable scars. Should I ask what happened?

She turned to Hollyberry and Lizardclaw, who had quickly looked at Goldenblaze before looking away. I guess it's none of our business.

"I do have a lot to share this meeting," Goldenblaze mewed, "And great StarClan, can Minnowpelt and Ashfire please hurry up!" He glared at the entrance to the garden, waiting for the two she cats to appear.

"Hopefully they won't be long." Mistyheart answered, glancing over to the entrance, feeling worried. What if Cloverstar exiled Minnowpelt? There were rumours going around that she killed Maggotdapple, another RiverClan cat.