Frostshard's Demise

Shattered mind

A nervous tension hovered in the air. Not surprising, since many of the cats of Serenno fled to this place, away from the fighting.

Frostshard felt his hackles rise as he stepped paw into the edges of the territory; to him, this was just a place of many nightmares and memories he wished to forget.

'Focus on the present. The past is in the past.'

"What leader would let his cats be tortured like that?" Sagepaw mewed, looking around the desolate clearing.

"The conditions are worse than Mistclan"

A few of the refugees stared at the knights, anxiety sparking in their pelts.

"Where's Flamedusk? I thought she was supposed to meet us here." Sparrowsong tethered their ride to a pine tree.

"Seersight?" the she-cat glanced at the healer, who had unsheathed his claws, hissing ferociously in thin air. When he spoke, his voice came out weird and creepy, like something deceased that had been brought back to life.

"Three shall meet, bound by blood, in the midst of war."

"Two shall meet, and one shall die, in the line of light and dark."

"Flames of hope shall rise in the wake of destruction, shall burn bright tonight in the remains of Shattered Universe."

"Master, what the Kriff-" Sagepaw stared at Seersight, who was now ripping the poor life out of an elder tree.

"Later, Sage." Frostshard meowed hurriedly, rushing over to pin the healer down before he could scare any more refugees.

"Si, sweetie, snap out of it!"

Seersight wailed, yet his furious thrashing gradually subsided under the white cat's firm grip.

"What just happened?" he stared at Sparrowsong's horrified look, then at Sagepaw's mildly alarmed expression.

Frostshard let the tabby go, who staggered back to his paws.

"Oh, it's the visions," Seersight looked embarrassed. "Sorry if I freaked anybody out."

"No problem, though I would say differently for the refugees over there," Sparrowsong muttered.

"Frostshard, is that you?" a familiar voice meowed.

The bushes parted, and a she-cat with a flame-colored coat stepped out, a black one following her close behind.

"Flamedusk." Frostshard greeted her curtly.

"You came! You actually came!" Flamedusk embraced the knight, who stayed unmoving for a few moments, unsure what to do.

"Oh," the she-cat noticed Frostshard's uncomfortable expression, quickly pulling away. "Sorry. You don't like others touching you, right?"

Frostshard nodded, curling his tail around his paws.

"Where's the rest?" Flamedusk asked.

"The rest of what?"

"The fleet. Dawnclan is sending reinforcements, aren't they?"

"You're looking at them." Frostshard flicked his tail toward the other knights.

"Flamedusk, may I introduce Sparrowsong, Hawkstorm's former Master, Sagepaw, my apprentice, and Seersight... my friend."

A sly look gleamed in the she-cat's eyes when she noticed him hesitate at Seersight's name.