The tale of two friends: Twistedheart and Mooncloud.

Chapter 2: Sudden death.

[Twistedkit's POV]

||• It was a few days later in the RainClan camp, and Twistedkit with Moonkit were playing near the nursery. The two toms became best friends pretty quickly and spent almost all the time together. As they were playing though, a chilling yowl made the whole camp go silent, and the two kits as well. •|| "NO!" ||• A voice was heard yelling in disbelief and pain. Twistedkit got up and helped the dark kit up, and walked towards a group of cats, which seemed like it was circling something. Twistedkit noticed rivers of blood flowing throughout the camp, which came from a bloody body. The cat's body was so bloody, Twistedkit couldn't make out the cat's fur colour. He started feeling a little dizzy, as he noticed his mother on top of the cat's body. As the two got closer to the body and the group, Twistedkit suddenly froze and felt like he stopped breathing. Even though the cat's fur was bloody, he could remember those emerald green eyes from anywhere. •|| "NO! DAD, PLEASE NO!" ||• He yowled as he pushed his muzzle into Cedarstreak's fur. The cat he loved so much, the cat who helped him become who he was today... was now dead. Just like that. He couldn't stop crying. It was simply too much for him. He could hear his clanmate's gasps and conversations about what could've happened to their deputy. He felt Moonkit's tail on his shoulder and it somewhat comforted him. After he stopped crying, he went to his mother, Featherlilac, and tried to comfort her. Usually it would be the other way around, but right then, it was Twistedkit's job to help his mother get through this painful death. •|| "I'm sorry for your loss, Twistedkit. I-It's a huge loss... for you and for the clan as well." ||• Moonkit said, and Twistedkit simply nodded. Out of  the corner of his eye, he noticed a gray and white tom sitting next to his father's body. It was Flameclaw, a very respected and strong warrior. Some cats were already talking about how he could become the new deputy. Unlike the rest though, Twistedkit noticed that Flameclaw's expression was nothing but expressionless. Was he really not sad about his deputy's death? What Twistedkit could see in the gray and white tom, were his blue eyes. It looked like they were gleaming, as if Flameclaw was already making out the future. •|| "His body reeks of rogue scent. Rogues must've attacked him." ||• He heard Flameclaw say. He was right. Besides the rogue scent though, there was also this scent he couldn't make out. It felt like a mix of more clans' scents put into one. Twistedkit tried to ignore this for now, and walked alongside Moonkit and Featherlilac to place Cedarstreak's bloody body in the middle of the camp. There, all the cats sat vigil for the whole night. This showed how much these RainClan cats cared about their deputy. Twistedkit sat between Moonkit and his mother and closed his eyes, feeling like his father's spirit was whispering something into his ear. He couldn't make out anything though.
In the middle of the night, where all the cats still sat vigil for Cedarstreak, Twistedkit heard a ruffle of leaves. Luckily, he hadn't fallen asleep, so he could check out where the noise was coming from. As he walked through camp, he noticed near the camp's entrance a gray tom, with the moon reflecting in his eyes. They both stared at each other for a bit, before Twistedkit finally spoke out. •|| "What are you doing out here?"

|| Oooo, spooky. Chapter 3 coming soon. ||