Warriors: The Return Of The Greatest Heroes

38. Silverstream's Perfect

Dustpelt and Oakheart were perfect opponents for each other. They were about the same size, shape, and strength.

Fireheart and Oakheart were not. The brothers were not the same size, shape, or even strength. Oakheart was stronger than Fireheart, but Fireheart was faster.

Fireheart was recovering from the aftershock of hitting his former mentor when Oakheart struck him.

On the neck.

Fireheart was aware of little as he hit the floor; he noticed Oakheart looming over him, putting his entire weight on the body of Fireheart. The triumphant look in his eyes mocked him. The smirk on his face taunted him.

No, he did not want any of his teammates to help him out of this. He wanted to solve this on his own, but it was too late.

Dustpelt was helping Ravenheart was Hollyleaf when he noticed that Oakheart was not where he used to be. That was dangerous.

"Ravenheart!" he called.

"Yeah?" Ravenheart responded as he swiped Hollyleaf.

"Can you take on Hollyleaf? I need to find Oakheart."

Ravenheart looked alarmed. "All right."

Dustpelt darted off. Eventually, he saw that Oakheart had Fireheart pinned down, but he also knew that one cat from the opposite team did not have an opponent. Bluefur. He thought after a little bit of studying.

Cursing, he quickly left for Oakheart. He saw Fireheart struggling against him, but Oakheart was, like, twice his size currently.

Dustpelt leaped on Oakheart. Fireheart was free, but the battle was far from over.

Nodding in a quick thanks, Fireheart stood up and darted away.

Bluefur.

Bluefur.

Bluefur!

Where was she?

Screeching, the she-cat assaulted the ginger tom.

Can't I ever get a break? was one of Fireheart's thoughts as he met Bluefur in battle.

She swiped; he dodged. It was the dance of the battle.

Only one could be victorious. There had to be a winner and a loser, and both Bluefur and Fireheart knew that.

This quickly turned to a fight of dignity and pride.

"Enough!" Fernfur yelled quickly, seeing the battle slowly turn into a blood bath.

The brawling cats stopped.

"Who one?" Mapleshade asked.

"There is no winner. These battles are simply to tell me what you guys need working on. Silverstream was fine. Ravenheart, you need to work on fighting cats faster than you. Graystripe, you need to learn to fight cats of different sizes than you. Whitestorm, you need to stop using the same move over and over. Sandstorm, you should work on your timing. Mapleshade, you need to work on timing, too. Oakheart, you need a little chivalry. Even if Fireheart's your brother, I don't want you to maim him," Oakheart looked guilty at Fernfur's words. "Fireheart, you need to work on fighting cats bigger than you. Bluefur, organization."

Fernfur went on for a while, disappointing everyone.