Warriors - the trap

chapter 3

CHAPTER THREE

Rotthroat dragged the limp body of tropicalstar miserably over to the hole.

It was the sunrise after the battle, and the camp was still littered with clumps of fur , spatters of blood and the occasional tooth.

'' rotthroat , need help? '' cherryfang offered.

'' Oh, um.. sure.. '' She dropped tropicalstars scruff , pushing it towards cherryfang.

'' its so sad , she died young. ''

''I know, it's so sad, '' She meowed sadly.

'' hopefully our next leader is good , too.. ''

Cherryfang trailed off.

'' what were you gonna say, cherryfang? '' rotthroat mumbled through a mouthful of fur. Cherryfang looked away guiltily , and then her head snapped back in place with a determined look on her face.

'' i want to be the next deputy , and you wont stop me. '' She hissed , and threw tropicalstars body down into the hole. 

'' where'd that aggression come from ? '' Rotthroat was suprised . Cherryfang was calm most of the time , but perhaps this was a new side she hasnt revealed yet.

She shrugged and continued to stalk off , going for a hunt. 

Hopefully she isnt planning something, rotthroat hoped.