Andrew hacked and coughed as he lay in the soft moss bed that Jayfeather had prepared for him the previous night. John watched the tom with concern. John believed Andrew was a twoleg, after John had seen the talisman that he wore. Andrew’s talisman had yet another stylized cat’s head on it, but this time it had a weird symbol through it that looked like a wisp of wind. He is Windclan’s twoleg. John thought to himself for the hundredth time. Where are the Riverclan and Skyclan twolegs? They should be here soon. “More of that stuff?” Andrew managed to meow. “Uh huh. Sorry.” John answered him.