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The Twoleg Prophecy/Part 4

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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.

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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. “John, how’s Andrew? Is he still coughing?” Jayfeather pushed through the mossy entrance of the Medicine den. Jayfeather was carrying some catmint, and he dropped it at John’s paws. “Have him chew some of this, okay?” Jayfeather padded out of the den, the tip of his tail twitching nervously. “Ugh…” Andrew moaned, stretching out of his sleeping position and he sat up, hacking so much that John found himself cringing in pain. “More of that stuff?” Andrew managed to meow. “Uh huh. Sorry.” John answered him. “It’s not helping. That cat gave me a lot last night, but it isn’t breaking up.” Andrew coughed. John was shocked at Jayfeather’s poor judgment. “Did Leafpool tell him to give that stuff to you?” “I don’t think so… I don’t honestly know…” Andrew answered. John padded out of the den before Andrew could finish. “Leafpool! Can I speak to you?” He yowled. He padded back in the den, and Leafpool dashed in, skidding to a halt. “What is it? Is this about Hollyleaf? I already told you, she’ll be fine. She’s had kits before.” John shook his head. “No, this is about Andrew. He says Jayfeather gave him lots of catmint last night and it isn’t helping.” “Really?” She asked. “Really.” John repeated the word back at her as a statement. “What else can I do?” Leafpool padded back and forth across the medicine den’s floor, her tail twitching back and forth. “Please think of something.” Andrew stated behind John. “It’s getting worse.” He started to have a fit of hacking and he moaned in-between the violent outbursts of coughing. “I know.” John stated, pondering the idea that had been festering in his head. “What is it, John?” Leafpool looked at him hopefully. “I’ll take him to see the cutter, a twoleg one.” “Huh? But John, he’s a cat.” “But he’s also a twoleg, like me. Is that right Andrew?” “What’s a twoleg?” Andrew asked between coughs. “A human.” John replied. “Oh, yeah, I’m a twoleg. What does that have to do with anything?” “I’m going to take you to a doctor.” “Well, there’s one problem with that idea… I don’t know how to change back into a hu… I mean, I don’t know how to change back into a twoleg.” --BravestarEnd = Beginning 17:16, August 4, 2010 (UTC)