A tortoiseshell she-cat sat on a jagged rock, ignoring the harsh rain that swept by. Beside her sat a white-and-golden tom, her brother.
"Yew, did you vote who should be the next Colossus?" The tom asked, giving his sister a nudge. The tortoiseshell, Yew, hesitantly replied. "...Yes." She meowed at last.
The was a cat who quite impressed her today. She was an Archon, a silver she-cat who proved her Templars that they needed to be apprenticed again.
The tom tilted his head. "I was thinking Silver," he added.
Yew nodded slightly. "I agree."
After a few minutes of silence passed, a brown tabby tom approached with a slender she-cat trailing behind him.
Yew's brother dipped his head politely to them. "Eagle. Silver." He greeted them. Silver narrowed her eyes as she returned her greeting.
"Yew, Golden, and I had chosen you'd be our next Colossus." Eagle started, forcing some sort of smile. "We just need to see your fighting skills."
Her brother, which was called Golden, carried a small golden-brown she-cat by the scruff and set her down between the rocks.
Silver scoffed. "Off of a kittypet?" Yew flicked her tail to the kittypet, inside feeling slightly sad for the she-cat. She was nearly the age of a Templar.
"This is Margie," she forced a growl. "She's nearly dead anyway." Silver squinted at Margie, poking her with a claw. Margie jumped back with a hiss.
Without hesitation, the silver she-cat pounced onto Margie's back, her strong jaws clamping against her tail. Margie squeaked and flipped onto her belly as she sprung up.
Silver was quicker. Her claws extended and gashed the side of her leg, causing Margie to fall limp onto her back.
Silver pounced on her and pinned her down. Margie batted her hind legs, but she looked like a pigeon flailing from distress.
Yew watched hopelessly as Silver's claws were a whisker-length from slitting her throat.
"Wait!" Eagle marched forward between Silver and Margie. "We can use her again later." Silver held back a grunt as Eagle dismissed her and Margie.
Once they were out of ear-shot, Golden hissed, "Eagleheart." The brown tabby tom frowned at his friend. "My heart lies with the Colosseum, not with the clans."
With a sigh, Yew thought,
and my heart lies with the Colosseum, too, apparently.
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Warriors: Aspenfur's Serenity
Fanfiction--( unDISCONTINUED! )-- Young Aspenfur of MountainClan found out her long-lost brother, Sootkit, was stolen from a rogue group called The Colosseum and was trained along with the rest to defeat SeracClan, FjordClan, and even his home-- or where hi...
