if we ever meet again, /tigerstar

[Snowfire]

As the sun crept over the distance mountains and let its golden rays warm the earth, Snowfire rose out of her nest and shook her pelt. Although this leafbare felt more like leaf-fall, the medicine cat was still chilled by the cold. Surprisingly, she still had lots of stock left in her den as the not so harsh leafbare didn't make as many cats sick from greencough. It was one of those ultra rare days where she had very little to do. There are no current queens that require her, no cats are injured, and herbs were good. What to do today... thought the she-cat. She stepped out of her den, and dawn patrol was just leaving as the camp slowly stirred. Snowfire stretched, and glanced at the fresh-kill pile. There wasn't much, and even though she was no longer an "official" hunter for her clan, she made her way to the camps entrance to go and hunt for her clan.

She nodded and smiled to the cat that was standing by the entrance as guard, basically saying not to wait up for her if it becomes late. They have had this conversation numerous times; nodding just saves the time and breath to say it all again. There wasn't much snow on the ground, and with the river still frozen, Snowfire headed the marshes to search for small rodents. As her paws made barely a noise as she crossed the terrain, she neared her destination: the marshes. Looking around her, the morning frost looked beautiful in the shimmer of the golden rays from the sun. She took a second to be in awe of the scenery, before padded forward and scenting the air. She picked up a scent right away; a mouse. Crouching, she started stalking, and soon spotted it. She bunched her shoulders when she was a few tail-lengths away before pouncing and killing the rodent. Although it wasn't the plumpest mouse, Snowfire was still proud. "I still got it!" she said to herself.

She had caught a second mouse in her hunting trip before another scent crossed her nose; WindClan. Because she was hunting so close to the border, regardless that she was on her side, they would probably assume the worst; as most clans did. Running would make it worse, so she just waited and looked busy examining reeds. She saw the cat approach, but it wasn't a patrol- it was their leader Tigerstar. "My my, I haven't seen you since we were apprentices." she said out loud. Why he was there by himself, she didn't care. "Congratulations on your leadership," she bowed her head in respect. "how have you been?"

[Tigerstar]

Dawn was here. Every morning, the WindClan leader rose from his rest at the exact same time the sun came up. Whether he forced himself to wake up or it was natural was beyond the cats of his Clan. Tigerstar woke other cats at the same time, whether or not they wanted to. They would complain, sure, but they'd have a jump start on the day, unlike the other Clans, who were probably nuzzled up in their mossy nests still. As much as Tigerstar loved being a normal warrior, being the leader had its benefits. Most of the cats of WindClan accepted him despite his disorder, which only made him more confident of himself. In his younger days he had been looked down upon by the other and was almost refused apprenticeship. But he had proved that he was an overall good cat- he had his flaws, sure, but who didn't? Now he was proud to be leading them. He padded out of his den and woke the warrior and apprentices, like he did ever day since becoming the WindClan leader. "Nobody likes sleepy, lazy rabbits who bury in their warrens all day long," he scolded jokingly. A few cats muttered a few curses to him, but he ignored them. Others jumped to their paws, already use to the leader waking them up early every morning. They figure I'll get tired of it, he thought, yellow-green eyes falling on a young warrior by the named of Sparrowtail. He was already directing his apprentice to the training area. And I probably will. The leader remembered his own apprentice and felt a stab of guilt. Frostpaw was his first, given to him by himself after his leadership. Only he didn't really feel like training today. He found his frosty white apprentice in the crowd and told her she could have the day off. Play with the kits all day long, if she liked. That was her favorite thing to do. Tigerstar then caught sight of his white deputy, Snowinglight. He nodded in her direction, then padded out of the camp, passing the guard who had sat through the night protecting their Clan. Snowinglight was fitting into the Clan well, and it seemed like most of the cats had gotten used to the idea of their deputy being a former kittypet. Life was well for the cats of WindClan.

Tigerstar figured that he would hunt. It had been awhile since he had time for himself. Leading was rather demanding, and because he had an apprentice, every waking moment was spent with her or the rest of his Clan. His pace picked up to a brisk run. WindClan cats were known for their speed, and Tigerstar wasn't an exception. His paws crunched the hard grass beneath his paws, his legs merely an orange blur. It felt so wonderful! His lungs and legs were used to running far distances in a short amount of time. Soon, his paws carried him to the border with RiverClan. Why he had ran this way, he didn't know. He had no business with the cats of RiverClan. Right now they were on fair ground, but that could easily shift, especially since they had a new leader named Coyotestar. Tigerstar didn't know her and didn't know what would be a threat to her. You might have met her at a Gathering if you had actually gone, something inside him said. The WindClan leader, slowing to a stop, flinched visibly. He tried to remember if he had seen this cat- maybe she was around the same age as him? Perhaps she was an apprentice the same time he had been? He searched through his memories for the brown she-cat that had been described to him once, but couldn't recall ever seeing her. The only RiverClan cat he remembered meeting on that night was one called Snowpaw, the RiverClan medicine cat apprentice. Sighing with frustration, Tigerstar walked forward. The Horseplace was behind him- he didn't even realize that he had passed it. The ground suddenly became thick and wet, squelching beneath his paws. The scent of RiverClan was strong in this area, as if someone was there...

"My my, I haven't seen you since we were apprentices," a voice said. Tigerstar turned his head in the direction on the voice. It was Snowpaw! Though she looked much older, her golden-and-white fur actually quite beautiful. Snowfire, he corrected himself, remembering that she had become the medicine cat and had her full name. "Congratulations on your leadership," she meowed, dipping her head out of respect. "How have you been?" Tigerstar padded up to his old friend, who was thankfully standing on a small, drier island, and touched noses with her. "It's been forever since the last time we saw each other, Snowfire!" he began, "And thank you! Congratulations to you, too. I heard you're RiverClan's medicine cat now!" He purred, happy for his RiverClan friend. He was glad that everything seemed to be going well with Snowfire. "I've been doing good! Being the leader is tough work, though. I'm sure I'll get used to it soon, however." Tigerstar was really just happy that his Clan had almost completely forgotten about his chewing disorder. He wasn't sure if Snowfire knew about that, so he decided not to tell her. "How have you been? How is RiverClan?" Tigerstar longed to ask her about Coyotestar, but he decided against that, too. He didn't want to seem too nosy. Even though they were friends, they were from different Clans, and he didn't want to make her angry by prying too much.

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[Snowfire]

As Tigerstar touched noses with her, she didn't hold back her smile in seeing her old friend. He had turned out quite handsome; his ginger fur only highlighted his well developed muscles and his green eyes shone with life. Life has been good to you. she thought to herself. As he complimented her on her becoming the new medicine cat, naturally she stood taller. She loved being praised, and recognized for her success. I mean, who wouldn't? "Thank you, Tigerstar!" she said cheerfully. "I sure you'll do just fine with your leadership! Froststar chose you because he believed you'd lead the clan well, and I stand by that decision as well." although Snowfire did not know how the past leader went, it wasn't any of her business to ask. Other clan affairs were something that didn't intrigue her much, unless it was about sickness. Then she wants to help. He continued with asking how she and her clan was. She happily replied, "I'm doing wonderful; my clan has been fairly healthy this leaf-bare, which is why I'm here actually. I'm looking for herbs and such while I have the time before kitting happens." she sat and licked her paw quickly. "Overall RiverClan is doing well. Coyotestar has become a fine leader. How are things in WindClan?" She hoped that the clan, like hers, had been fairly healthy throughout the leaf-bare. With no trees protecting from the windchill, younger and older ones could get sick easier. Snowfire hated the thought, and clans these days are too, er, 'stuck up' to ask one another for help. She laughed to herself at the thought of the ShadowClan leader asking for help.

[Tigerstar]

Seeing Snowfire now, Tigerstar regretted all of those times he had skipped going to the Gatherings as an apprentice, warrior, then deputy. Just being able to talk to Snowfire- that was enough for him to want to alter the past, as impossible as it was. Besides, it wouldn't be as embarrassing as he imagined if he had a friend with him. He remembered sitting by Snowfire- Snowpaw then- nervous and shy, but happy to have a friend. She was his one of his only friends in another Clan- he hardly had any friends, but if he did, most were in his own Clan. "Of course! I'm sure that you're a lovely medicine cat for your Clan," he meowed cheerfully. When he heard her next words, his fur suddenly felt hot. Did she really think Froststar thought he would lead his Clan well? Did she? Though when he spoke, these feelings vanished completely. "Thank you, Snowfire! I just hope that I can be as good of a leader that Froststar was." What if she asked about what happened to Froststar and how he lost his last life? It wasn't like he could say, "Oh, my brother, Charredpelt, brutally murdered him in his sleep. I tried to save him, but I was too late. I lied to the Clan about his death and now I'm terrified someone will find out..." He couldn't bear the thought of lying to her, though.

No. It would be better to lie if she asked.

He was glad to have her support, though. He tried to not let another cat influence him, but he needed to know that she supported him. And it was wonderful that she did. "That's great that RiverClan is well! I'm sorry to hear about Featherstar, though. I didn't know her very well, but I hope she passed into StarClan peacefully." With the one Gathering he went to, he vaguely remembered the small gray-and-white she-cat. He only knew her name because she was the leader, obviously, and his Clanmates gossiped about them a lot. "May Coyotestar lead for many generations to come." After that, he thought about what important news he should tell her about WindClan. After he paused for just a moment, he said, "WindClan is well, too. Brownwhisker, our medicine cat, is getting old, however. He sends out warriors to look for medicines for him, because he can barely leave camp. He mostly stays in his den all day complaining and acting like an elder." He purred happily, thinking about the cantankerous tom. This was the medicine cat who had discovered his chewing disorder and claimed it unable to be cured. It was the tom who had stood by his side his whole life- one of the only cats who dared. It would be sad to see him put his position in the paws of his apprentice, but it had to be done soon. No longer could they send out warriors in search of herbs- they needed to be hunting for the Clan. Leaf-bare was drawing to a close and it was time for WindClan to fatten up again. "I have a new apprentice, too. Her name is Frostpaw. She doesn't like training, though, and would rather spend all day in camp looking after the kits. What apprentice doesn't like to train?" The orange tabby tom laughed lightly. "After I became leader, I appointed Snowinglight as deputy. She's doing well for a former kittypet. When she first joined the Clan, she wasn't very popular, but now everybody loves her." Tigerstar thought of her transformation in his mind, how she started out as a shy warrior and ended up the proud WindClan deputy.

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