𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝘿 || 𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙎𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙍𝙄𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙎

Four

The startled yowls from the clan cats echoed and echoed through the forest.

Ravenpaw shook slightly. his right hand flashed before, drenching the shoulder with blood flowing deep. "We met the five RiverClan warriors by the river, not far from the Sunningrocks," Shakily went on. "There was an oak among them."

"Please!" Graypaw gasped next to Firepaw. "He's the deputy of RiverClan. He's one of the greatest warriors in the forest. Happy Ravenpaw! I wish I could have been there. I really wish I had---" Graypaw was met with a stern look from the old gray tome that had previously sensed Ravenpaw's return.

Firepaw turned his attention to Ravenpaw.

" Redtail warned Oakheart to keep the hunting party out of ThunderClan territory. He said the next RiverClan soldier would be caught in ThunderClan territory, but Oakheart. fed, whatever we're threatened with.' Ravenpaw paused to catch her breath, the wound still bleeding profusely, and she stood awkwardly as she took the weight off her shoulder.

"That's when the RiverClan cats attacked. It was hard to see what was going to happen. The battle was vicious. I saw Roboreus pin Redtail to the ground, but then Redtail..." Ravenpaw's eyes suddenly rolled into his head and he looked sideways. Half rushing, half falling, Almus fell, and fell under the ground.

The queen girded herself with zinziber and prayed by his side. He licked her cheek briefly and exclaimed, "Spottedleaf!"

From the corner of the fern-damp, roughly enough, Firepaw had noticed the turtle sitting next to Graypaw earlier. Rapta came to Ravenpaw and came to the queen's stand. Then she used her little pink nose to roll it up so she could get a good look at the wound. She looked at him and heartbroken, "Okay, Goldenflore, the wounds aren't fatal. But we need to get some of the spiders to stop the bleeding."

As Spottedleaf returned to the caves, the silent silence of the Clan was broken with a mournful howl. All eyes had come in that direction.

A huge dark brown tabby moved through the beehive tunnel. The warrior was not among the sharp prey, but held the lifeless body of another cat. He pulled the defense in half.

Firepaw craned his neck and looked down at the shiny ginger tail hanging in the dust.

Shocked like a cold clang ripples the wind. According to Firepaw, Graypaw fell into the oracle only to be swept away by pain. "Redtail!"

"What happened, Tigerclaw?" Bluestar demanded from a place in Highrock.

Tigerclaw neck Redtail scruff fall from the mouth. He looked at Bluestar. "He died honorably, slain by Roboreus. I could not save him, but I would take Roboreus' life while he still boasted of his victory." Tigerclaw's voice was strong and deep. "Redtail's death was not in vain, for I doubt we will see RiverClan hunters in our territory again."

Firepaw glanced at Graypaw. The eyes of the disciples are dark with sadness.

After a period of time, several cats have progressed to licking the fur of the Bedtail. When the cultured sang, the man's words perished in silence.

Firepaw whispered into Graypaw's ear, "What are they doing?"

Graypaw didn't take his eyes off her as he answered the dead cat. "His spirit left to join StarClan, but the Clan will share Redtail's tongues for the last time."

"There is a tribe of celestial warriors who guard all the Clan cats. You can see them in Silverpelt."

Firepaw looked confused, so Graypaw explained. "Silverpelt is that dense band of stars you see stretching across the sky every night. Each star is a StarClan warrior. Redtail will be among them tonight."