Tinyclaw's New Path

Ashfur: StarClan's Council

Whitefoot roamed the new forest ThunderClan lived in by the lake. He was invisible to living cats around him. He lifted his nose to the air and smelled around him, he noted two familiar scents that brought happiness to him at once. He headed towards the scent and sure enough he found Ashfur and Firestar walking side by side through the woods. He followed them, happy to see his family again. The two living cats approached the lake, Whitefoot's heart was bursting with joy to see the two cats were fairly plump, meaning they were eating well. Whitefoot stopped dead though when he heard a screech from Firestar.
He looked at the ginger leader in horror as he saw a fox trap snagged on his neck, causing blood the flow out.
"Ashfur!" The ThunderClan leader screamed in pain.
Whitefoot looked up at his son, surprised to see Ashfur didn't seem at all concerned; in fact, he had a slight smirk. The spotted gray warrior responded calmly, "I will go get help, Firestar," he responded before padding away to the brush cover. A thought crossed Whitefoot's mind, he remembered how StarClan had once told him Ashfur would cause trouble and that he shouldn't live to do it. Whitefoot knew Ashfur wasn't getting help just yet and saw the warrior's blue eyes gleaming in the bushes. Whitefoot approached his son and whispered in his ear.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Ashfur checked over his shoulder to see that his father was there behind him, Ashfur's eyes were filled with anger and sorrow as the stared at the black StarClan cat, "I'm taking one of Firestar's lives,"
Whitefoot narrowed his eyes at his son, he was furious at his actions, "Why?"
Ashfur gave a slight sniker as if he couldn't believe the question being asked, "For revenge on Squirrelflight, if she won't be my mate then she will pay,"
Whitefoot hissed at Ashfur, "You're insane! She has no obligation to be your mate, and by how your acting now I think she made the right choice!" Whitefoot looked up through the bushes when he heard a gasp. He saw Brambleclaw and Hawkfrost standing next to Firestar.
Ashfur turned and bolted away towards camp before Whitefoot could say anything. Whitefolt stared at the scene in dismay, Ashfur and Hawkfrost had planned to trap Firestar and kill him so they could frame Brambleclaw for his death. Whitefoot felt slightly relieved when he saw Brambleclaw leaning in to release his leader. Whitefoot felt horror shoot through him when Hawkfrost attacked Brambleclaw. He noticed a metal glint in Brambleclaw's mouth when Hawkfrost had him pinned down. Brambleclaw shot up his head and stabbed Hawkfrost in the throat. Hawkfrost fell over, stumbling off of his brother. Brambleclaw went straight to helping Firestar escape while Hawkfrost dragged himself into the lake, his blood stained the water red. The prophecy StarClan had given rang in Whitefoot's head, "Blood will spill blood and the lake will run red," Hawkfrost was likely dead by now.
Whitefoot heard a patrol behind him, Ashfur was leading it with Squirrelflight, Sandstorm, and other cats among it. Whitefoot decided to return to StarClan so he could greet Firestar as he got a new life. Before he did he shot a glare at Ashfur, dissappointed in his son.

Many moons later Whitefoot had grown more and more angry with his son, watching him snap at Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight for no reason regularly and abusing Lionblaze while he trained him. Ashfur had followed a dark path, Whitefoot knew Ashfur had visited Hawkfrost a couple times in the Dark Forest. Whitefoot was preparing for the sorrow of a storm that was striking ThunderClan, at the moment he was aware that the forest was engulfed in flames. He heard the wailing of a cat near by, he followed the sound to Spottedleaf.
"What's wrong, Spottedleaf?" He asked the former medicine cat.
Spottedleaf simply nodded her head forward and said, "Ashfur has Squirrelflight and her kits trapped!"
Whitefoot followed her gaze and looked down to see an angry Squirrelflight trying to defend her kits as she revealed the truth of them. Ashfur was trying to take Hollyleaf, Jayfeather, and Lionblaze's lives and Squirrelflight was forced to reveal the truth of their birth in order to save them. Ashfur quickly took off as he announced he planned to reveal her secret and ruin ThunderClan, leaving the three able to get free.
Spottedleaf turned to Whitefoot with anger, "I told you he needed to die! Now Firestar's family is ruined!" She hissed in sorrow as she wisked away.
Whitefoot stopped her, "I was never supposed to join ThunderClan but I never listened to StarClan's plea for me to leave. Without me ThunderClan would never be where is was today. Besides, it's wrong to kill a kit," he said, trying to defend himself.
Spottedleaf looked back at him, her eyes filled with sadness, "just as Cinderpelt once said. We cannot change our destinies, we must know what they are and accept them." She said, "Changing you own destiny could have very well destroyed ThunderClan," Spottedleaf finished before walking away.
Whitefoot looked down at Squirrelflight and her terrified kits. Did I really cause this?

Not long after the fire Whitefoot sat by the river between ThunderClan and WindClan with Ashfur. Ashfur could only hear his father's voice.
"I don't approve of what you are doing," he said, gazing into the flowing water.
Ashfur was staring at his reflection, scowling, "I don't need you to,"
Whitefoot knew his son was going to die today, at the claws of his own clan mate. Whitefoot continued as if he hadn't heard Ashfur, "When StarClan judges whether you go to the Dark Forest or not I will be voting against you," he said with a sigh.
Ashfur's expression seemed to look saddened at that, but he shook it away, "Fine then, I will be with Hawkfrost!" He hissed, "Leave me alone!"
Whitefoot stepped away and went to watch Ashfur from a distance. He saw a black cat emerge from the bushes behind him and stalk him like prey. Ashfur seemed to heard the cat and hissed without looking at the cat, "You can't change my mind Squirrelflight, I will ruin you and your family," Ashfur sniffed the air for scent, he turned around when he realized it wasn't Squirrelflight behind him, "Hollyleaf?" He asked in confusion.
Hollyleaf was glaring at the gray warrior, "You'll ruin ThunderClan if you reveal the secret," she said with her tail swishing in annoyance.
"I don't care about ThunderClan at the moment, only revenge on your so called 'mother'!" Ashfur spat back.
Hollyleaf let out a warning swipe accross Ashfur's face, leaving blood to trickle out. Whitefoot knew that Ashfur's end would come soon as the gray warrior leapt at Hollyleaf and engaged her in a fight.

Many moons after that Whitefoot had been very cold to Ashfur, Brindleface often got upset about it. But occasionally the three would have family outings of hunting and play fighting. Ashfur had been spending his time in StarClan trying to earn his father's respect back by watching over Leafpool, Lionblaze, Jayfeather, Hollyleaf, Squirrelflight, and Brambleclaw.
As time went on Ashfur's attempts began to work and Whitefoot finally made good with his son, the entire family came together to greet Ferncloud and Hollyleaf to StarClan when the time came.