Confusing Twists | A Warrior Cats AU

Chapter 30

: Return to ThunderClan :

Brambleclaw walked beside Ashfur. The two didn't speak. But there was no need for words.
They were both so happy that they would be returning to ThunderClan.
Redkit and Goldenkit were excited, and Brindlekit was a little worried. “What if the cats not like us?” she asked.
Ashfur laid his tail across her shoulders. “Don’t worry about it. They'll love you.” he assured her.
Brindlekit still looked worried.
Vixen looked beyond excited. They were at the back of the group so Ashfur and Brambleclaw could walk side by side. And they were clearly forcing themself to keep somewhat calm.
Brambleclaw turned to Vixen. “We’re almost there.”
Vixen nodded eagerly. “I know! I can't wait!”
Brambleclaw laughed. Their excitement was uplifting to see.

Brambleclaw took the lead as they walked into the ThunderClan camp.
Ashfur swept the kits close to him with his tail.
“Firestar! I found Ashfur!” Brambleclaw called, hiding that he knew Firestar it was Firestar who had attacked his mate very well.
Firestar walked out of his den, looking shocked. “Oh that's-”
“Ashfur’s alive?! Lionblaze get up!” Hollyleaf shot out of the warriors den.
Thornclaw shoved past Hollyleaf and rushed over to Ashfur.
Brambleclaw purred with amusement as Thornclaw almost knocked Ashfur over.
“Ashfur! I can't believe it! I missed you so much!” Thornclaw was purring with relief.
Ashfur purred loudly as returned Thornclaw's enthusiastic greeting.
Hollyleaf rushed over to the medicine den. “Jayfeather! Brambleclaw found Ashfur!” she called.
Brambleclaw was a little surprised by the lack of hostility in her voice, she sounded more excited than anything.
Firestar flicked his tail for silence, looking irritated. “This is all very well. But Brambleclaw you can't just go off in the middle of the night.”
Something inside of Brambleclaw snapped. “I wouldn't have had to sneak out if you had sent a search party! You didn't even care when Ashfur went missing! What kind of leader are you?! If you had just shown basic leadership we probably would have found Ashfur a lot sooner!” he snarled.
Firestar stepped backwards in shock. “Brambleclaw listen-”
“No you listen!” Brambleclaw hissed. “I am not an idiot! You want Ashfur dead! But that doesn't matter! You are our leader! Act like it! Excuse me if I want to make sure my mate isn't dead!” he snapped.
Gasps of shock rose from the clearing.
Dustpelt was the first cat to speak. Of course. “What?! Brambleclaw what are you talking about?!”
Brambleclaw slowly turned to him. “I’m queer and I have a mate. Is that a problem?” he asked coldly.
“Of course it is! Queer cats have no place in ThunderClan!” Dustpelt growled.
Brambleclaw was about to snap back but Spiderleg beat him to it. “Shut up! Who are you to say what is and isn't allowed in ThunderClan?! You're just a random warrior! You hold no power in this clan! Stop acting like it! You are the most entitled cat I have ever had the displeasure of meeting! I hate you so much! Go fluff off! You useless lump of crow-food!” Spiderleg snarled.
Brambleclaw’s eyes widened in shock.
Dustpelt glared at his son. “Don't you dare disrespect your father!”
“You are nothing to me! I can't disrespect you because you have never shown me any respect!” Spiderleg shot back.
Ferncloud walked to Dustpelt’s side. “Spiderleg calm down. Please.” she was much calmer than her mate, clearly trying to de-escalate the situation.
Spiderleg shot her a look of resentment. “Do you even remember I'm your son? Or did you forget about me the second you had Hollykit, Larchkit and Birchfall?” he asked.
Ferncloud looked upset. “I didn't know you were so upset about that. Spiderleg you should have talked to me.”
Dustpelt whipped around to look at her. “Don’t defend him!”
Ferncloud stepped back. Dustpelt had never raised his voice at Ferncloud.
Birchfall walked out of the nursery. “Leave her alone!” he cried.
“Shut it!” Dustpelt snapped.
Brambleclaw’s anger grew as Firestar did nothing.
“Dustpelt please stop yelling at our kits.” Ferncloud insisted.
Dustpelt glared at her. “Shut up! You have no place in this conversation pathetic she-cat!”
Ferncloud stumbled back.
Brambleclaw saw a flash of grey in the corner of his vision.
Within a second Ashfur was in front of Ferncloud. “You insult my mate. You insult my friends. You insult my kin. And then you have the odacity to insult my sister!” he snarled. “Don’t ever insult any of my kin ever again!”
Dustpelt slid out his claws.
Ashfur did so as well.
Brambleclaw glared at Firestar.
Firestar finally did something. “Dustpelt! Enough!”
Dustpelt backed up.
Ferncloud stepped out from behind Ashfur.
“Dustpelt. . . Why would you say that?” she looked like she was going to cry.
Dustpelt rolled his eyes. “Who cares? You're my mate get over it.”
Ferncloud met Dustpelt’s gaze boldly. “You know what Dustpelt? I am sick and tired of everything. I have put up with your queerphobia and overall terrible views for long enough. We are no longer mates.” she kept it together well.
Dustpelt looked outraged. “You can't-”
“I just did.” Ferncloud interrupted.
Firestar finally spoke again. “Ahem. Back on track. Brambleclaw, who are the other cats with you?”
Brambleclaw looked at Vixen and the kits. “These are Vixen, Goldenkit, Redkit and Brindlekit. Vixen helped Ashfur and wants to join ThunderClan.”
Firestar nodded. “And the kits?”
“Me and Ashfur adopted them.” Brambleclaw informed him.
Dustpelt scoffed. “Disgusting.”
“Shut up!” Icecloud hissed. “Haven't you been enough of a fox-heart for one day?”
Dustpelt stormed away.
Ferncloud walked over to Ashfur and Brambleclaw. “I can help you two get settled into the nursery.” she offered.
Brambleclaw nodded appreciatively and followed Ferncloud to the nursery.
Whitewing was inside, tail curled around her kits.
Ferncloud led Brambleclaw, Ashfur and the kits to an empty nest.
The three kits flopped down and almost instantly fell asleep.
Ashfur and Brambleclaw curled up around them. And all was peaceful.

Vixen was beyond excited. They followed Thornclaw into the warriors den.
Thornclaw was a kind cat. Vixen really appreciated his kindness.

An:
This took so long to write but it was so worth it.