Medicine Cat and New Apprentice

    Ghoststar's paws couldn't stop running. She could see the cats up ahead, fog clouding over their figures. They were so close, yet so far. Too far to clearly make out, too far to clearly hear. She could pick out bits and pieces. Starclan...Belief...Nine Lives... She didn't understand, couldn't understand. No matter how fast her white paws flew across the soft grass she could never reach them.
     The she-cat jolted awake just as soon as she almost made out the face of one of the mysterious cats. Gray light shafted in through the bracken that had been hung over the entrance of the stone den like a curtain. She stretched, trying to shake the memories of her dream away. "Who is Starclan?" She muttered to herself, half curious about them yet also afraid. Why was she dreaming about them? Ghoststar pushed through the curtain, blinking in the half light. It was a nice night, despite the clouds that drifted eerily across the sky.
      "Ghoststar, I sent out the patrols." Darkmoon padded up to her, the black she-cat's fur glowing a soft silver in the light. Ghoststar nodded to her Deputy, looking out at her clan. It had certainly grown; warriors filled the hallow tree trunk by the entrance and apprentices came in and out of the holly bush next to it. Silver had made herself comfortable in the small clump of boulders at the far side of camp, which was the Medicine Cat den. The only thing missing now was a Medicine Cat. Queens and Elders would come later, with time.
       "We really need a Medicine Cat." Ghoststar thought aloud. Darkmoon had settled down next to her. She looked at her leader with concerned eyes.
       "I know it. Featherpaw is healing though. Silver knows enough to get us along but I'm concerned still. If any worse wounds come along she may not know what to do."
       "We need someone experienced and knowledgeable." Ghoststar still couldn't get any ideas about where they would find a Medicine Cat. Ghoststar flinched as she thought she felt a cat brush up beside her. She looked to find no one there. Her gaze flicked as she saw a russet red tail tip disappear through the camp entrance. Odd...No one in the clan has red fur like that. An intruder? Somehow Ghoststar didn't feel like it was a trespasser.
       "Are you okay?" Darkmoon's amber eyes watched Ghoststar carefully. "You seem jumpy..."
       "Yes, I'm just going to go take a walk." Ghoststar got to her paws and padded out. She continued to see the red tail and followed it. Was she in a dream again; chasing a Starclan cat? She saw the tail in a clump of ferns, tantalizingly close. Ghoststar leaped through the ferns, eager to catch the mysterious cat, but instead ran into a black tom.
        "What do you think you're doing?!" The tom hissed. Ghoststar sat back in surprise. The tom had gray scars etched across his body, but were most prominent on his muzzle. She was embarrassed at first, but reminded herself she was the Leader around here.
        "I should be asking you that. You've trespassed into Twilightclan territory." She arched her back, baring her teeth. The tom did the same to reveal yellow, twisted teeth.
        "Mouse-brain, of course I know where I am! I came here to join. I know you need a Medicine cat." His tone was harsh. Ghoststar dropped her hostile attitude.
        "A Medicine cat!" She tried not to sound to excited but couldn't hold back. "That's exactly what we need. I'll take you back to camp." The tom stopped her, glancing over his shoulder.
        "I think there's a little she-cat following me." Ghoststar looked back, narrowing her eyes. She did catch scent of another cat.
        "You may as well come out." A few heart beats passed before a reddish brown tabby she-cat padded out. She kept her head high and tail up, despite being spotted.
        "And who are you?"
        "Owl. I want to join your clan too! I only followed you because I knew it would be an easy way getting here." The black tom rolled his eyes, ignoring her. Ghoststar raised her tail.
       "Okay I'll take you both back to camp." Ghoststar started walking back. She thought maybe the reddish she-cat was the cat she had been following but she knew the red fur wasn't red enough on her. That must have been a Starclan cat...did they lead me to our Medicine Cat?