"Hawktalon, make sure that Appleheart doesn't leave." Ravenstar said. The grey tom looked slightly puzzled, but stood by the she-cat. Appleheart's gaze met Cinderfrost's, and she narrowed her green eyes with hatred. She already knew what she had done.
Cinderfrost stared at the ground while Ravenstar went over what she had told him, now to the clan. A dangerous silence fell over the camp while he spoke.
"We should exile Cinderfrost!" Berryfang exclaimed.
"I agree." Sootslash snarled, her eyes filled with disdain. "We should have gotten rid of her moons ago."
"Appleheart and her brother have caused nothing but trouble." Aspenheart piped up. "We never should have let them join FrostClan."
"Loners and rogues always turn out to be traitors. Only clan born cats deserve to be part of FrostClan."
Cinderfrost stayed quiet as they hate-filled words enveloped her. She wanted to melt into a puddle on the ground and feel nothing, be nothing.
"ENOUGH!" Blackwhisker cried, causing them to fall silent once more. He trembled with fury. "Listen to yourselves. Why are you so full of hate? You shun any cat who doesn't belong. We're a clan, we shouldn't be divided like this. You wonder why Cinderfrost joined those rogues in the first place, well I'll tell you. Because FrostClan is rotten from the inside out, full of cats that didn't accept her, and me, just because we were a little different. She was manipulated from a young age, because she had nowhere else to go. Cinderfrost just wanted what any young cat wants. To be loved." He whipped around, staring Sootslash down. "You were her mother, and you had a duty. I may have been just a kit, but I'm not a mousebrain. Ever since Cinderfrost got injured in that fire, you looked at her differently. You favoured Featherpool over her, and then turned the two against each other."
Cinderfrost got to her paws, fueled by Blackwhisker's words. "I never wanted to betray my clan. I made bad choices, I see that now. But the past can't be changed. If we don't do anything now, the rogues will kill us all. We have to learn to work together."
"They're right." To her surprise, Featherpool stood as well. "I don't care what Cinderfrost did in her past, I will fight alongside her."
"Me too." Iceleap agreed, nodding to the tabby.
"Vinespring and I will fight with you as well." Twistfoot meowed, and Vinespring gave her a warm smile.
"Us too." Darkfeather and Paleear said.
"Good enough for me." Ravenstar meowed. "Any cat who disagrees is welcome to leave," he added, giving Sootslash a pointed stare.
"Fine," she hissed, "Enjoy being torn apart by rogues."
They watched as she stalked through the tunnel exit.
Ravenstar glanced at her, and there was suspicion in his gaze. "Alright, Cinderfrost," he said. "Tell the clan what you know."
Don't tell me how off-track this plot is. I know, and I don't care. At this point I just want to get this story over and done with but I planned wayy to much at the end and its hard to fit in so :/
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Cinders to Flames
FanfictionCinderkit is a FrostClan kit who was injured in a fire when she was barely a moon old. She has a limp and lags behind all the other kits, and her mother thinks she would be best as a medicine cat. It has always been Cinderkit's dream to become a war...
