Fern woke to a sharp pang in her leg.
She hissed in pain and her eyes flew open to see Latte pressing down on Fern's paw.
It hurt so badly that she wanted to go to Starclan already.
"Sorry." Latte flinched at Fern's yowl. "Your leg is broken. You won't be going anywhere for a while."
At first she was confused. What leg? It feels like it fell off.
Latte pushed down again.
"Ow!" Fern cried. "What are you doing to me?"
"Your leg is broken and dislocated. I'm trying to push it back into place."
Another hard push and Fern heard a snap as the leg slid back into place.
She flinched, sharp pangs shooting through her.
"Matt is off catching some food for you. He thinks it was his fault and he's really really sorry."
It was his fault! Fern wanted to snarl, but the pain was making it hard to say anything.
"Look, I'm sorry." Matt meowed, dropping a dead pigeon beside her. "I didn't think that you'd fall."
"Sorry doesn't get my leg fixed. now I'm going to be stuck here for Starclan knows how long."
"What's Starclan?" Latte had just climbed to the top of the ladder with more herbs. "It sounds familiar."
"That doesn't matter." Fern flinched as Matt accidently touched her leg as he was walking away. "But how do you know how to use herbs?"
Latte started rapping her leg in herbs before talking.
"My old housefolk use to live beside a forest. there were wild cats living there, and my friends had heard rumors that they eat live animals and sharpen their claws on the bones-"
Is she talking about... the clans?
"-and I was young and kind of stupid, so I went out, and guess who I met? A wild cat. but she wasn't at all like a cat who would eat live animals. Her name was Hazelpaw or something like that-"
Definitely a clan cat.
"- she said that she was training to be the medicine cat of... umm... I think it was Noonclan."
Moonclan.
"She taught me all about herbs, then my housefolk gave me away- I don't know why- and I ended up here."
So you know the clans, huh? Well, so do I. And I haven't had the best experiences there, let me tell you.
"Do tell, please." Matt meowed.
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The Rising Storm: #2 Lost memory
Fanfiction"Nothing can calm the rising storm, but lost must be found for hope." Fern, formerly Featherpaw, left the clans and decided to go on a search- a search to find out if she was a kittypet, where she belonged, and who she was meant to be. The full moon...
