Thank you all for commenting what you think! Here's more from Hawkspirit. :)

*Hawkspirit's POV*

 Hawkspirit waited patiently in the middle of the clearing of the Gathering island. As the moments ticked on, the more disappointment coursed through him. Skypaw wouldn't show up after all.

He stared at his paws. How could he have been such a fool? Skypaw was an apprentice, she had training to do. ThunderClan's camp must be guarded, and how would she escape?

He was about to get up and gather some herbs on his way back to camp when he heard footsteps coming through the weeds. Turning around hopefully, he was surprised when it wasn't a silver tabby pelt bolting towards him, but a tortoiseshell one.

"Willowleaf?" He meowed, clearly surprised.

"Hawkspirit," She replied, her tone the same. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" Hawkspirit retorted. "I thought you were allowed back in ThunderClan?"

"I am," She meowed. "Just trying to get some herbs from Aquamist and Silverpaw for Skypaw's wounds."

Hawkspirit's eyes widened as wide as the moon. His fur was spiked up in worry and his ears flattened, his tail lashing and his voice was hetic. "Skypaw's hurt? What happened?"

"Calm down, will you?" Willowleaf looked at the shadowy tom up and down. "She's going to be fine."

"What happened?" Hawkspirit repeated. Willowleaf's eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"She fell from the Sky Oak trying to catch a bird," She meowed slowly. "That's why you're here, aren't you? To meet Skypaw?"

Hawkspirit looked away. Now what? Would Willowleaf tell Sunstar? Would Skypaw get in trouble?

"You can tell me, Hawkspirit." Willowleaf took a step closer. "We're medicine cats. Your secrets are safe with me. I wouldn't mess with Skypaw's future, we both know what she's involved in."

"Yes," The ShadowClan medicine cat's voice was filled with shame.

"You sound guilty," Willowleaf's voice was full of alarm. "Why were you going to meet here?"

"To talk about the prophecy," Hawkspirit ignored how lame his excuse sounded.

Willowleaf snorted with disbelief. "Sure," She meowed sarcastically.

"It's true," Hawkspirit shot back. Willowleaf's eyes were trained in thought as she stared into his eyes. Feeling uncomfortable, he moved away. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," Willowleaf meowed quickly, ignoring him. "I got to go back to camp."

"How long have you been back?" He meowed, curiously.

"This morning, when Bumblefoot's patrol found me on the outskirts of ThunderClan territory. I know they've been searching for me for over a day, but they'd just throw me out again if they knew I attended that Gathering and then just randomly showed up at camp."

Hawkspirit nodded in understanding. "But what if Skypaw died in that time?" As Willowleaf looked at him sharply, he quickly added on, "Bumblefoot says Featherfur is close to having kits, too?"

"Yes," Willowleaf meowed. "I haven't seen her since the first moon or so, but her final days before her kits come are wrapping up. It's a good thing, too, because ThunderClan needs new warriors. Skypaw and her littermates are the only apprentices and they'll become warriors soon, not to mention there are no born kits."

Hawkspirit nodded. ShadowClan was lucky, they had an abundance of appentices and Ferntail had just given birth to Cedarfrost's kits.

"I should get going," Willowleaf meowed. She started to pad off and then turned around. "Skypaw isn't going to be able to meet you here, by the way."

*Skypaw's POV*

When Willowleaf returned from camp, Skypaw's spirits lifted. The two she-cats had had alone time when Willowleaf first returned with Bumblefoot and his patrol, and the ThunderClan medicine cat had kicked Skypaw's visitors out to go do their normal warrior duties. Skypaw was still unable to talk to her sisters, and she was dreading the night sleeping without the comfort of her familiar nest and Rainpaw's warm fur against hers.

As Skypaw called out a friendly greeting to the cat she had befriended due to the prophecy, she was surprised when Willowleaf just looked at her. Skypaw widened her eyes, thinking she had done something wrong.

"I stayed in my nest like you told me to," Skypaw meowed quickly. Willowleaf shook her head as if to clear it and replied.

"I hear you were going to meet Hawkspirit?" Willowleaf meowed, not too loud that the cats in camp would hear.

Skypaw's heart dropped to her stomach. Her mouth opened to protest, but no words came out. She knew there was no use lying to a medicine cat, she always found things out. "Yes," Skypaw whispered.

"You need to be careful!" Willowleaf hissed.

"Why?" Skypaw sat up straighter as she protested. "He's a medicine cat, what's he going to do, murder me? You're the one that told him the prophecy!"

"StarClan wanted them to know!" Willowleaf retorted.

"That's what we were going to talk about, the prophecy," Skypaw spat. Willowleaf didn't say anything, just shook her head.

"He's no good for you," Willowleaf whispered.

"What do you mean?" Skypaw questioned, tilting her head.

"A twisted fate just had to put a burden on you, Skypaw," Willowleaf whispered, her voice as quiet as if she was verbally stalking a mouse. "Bigger than it would have been before."

Uhm, Willowleaf, what is that supposed to mean?

Short chapter, this was just a good place to stop.

Another Hawk and Sky POV chapter, or just go back to Sky? I must know so I can plot what's going to happen in Hawkspirit's POV. :3

Thanks for reading, vote, comment predictions and I'm going to be on Shadecraft!

Also, I kinda think Featherfur's expectant  days kinda flew by, but I wasn't sure how long they should last. So I googled it and cats usually give birth after two months (moons) and Bumblefoot and her have been mates for quite awhile, I decided now that Willowleaf was back it would be a good idea.

I already have the future of one of Featherfur's kits planned out, MWHAHAHAH.

Expect more updates for today.