Breezestar's Mistake

Chapter Thirteen

Breezestar took down Flamestar easily. He then realized that he was dead forever. He announced it loudly and the war stopped. Flameclan stopped fighting and walked towards Riverclan and Breezeclan. They were now slaves of both clans. "I'll take half. You'll take the other half. Okay, Ripplestar?" She nodded. "Finally this war is ended. A can have peace. Flameclan cannot bother us again." Breezestar picked Sunfrost, Fireclaw, Burnpelt, Lionshade, and Frostflare. Ripplestar got the rest. They would all now serve the two clans. They weren't like ThunderClan. When two clans decide take over with clan and the leader dies, his or her warriors are now theirs.

Breezestar looked in satisfaction as he watched his new clan. He licked his paws, Flamestar's blood still speckled all over them. He began to groom himself. Fireclaw looked at him, shivering. She seemed like all she wanted was peace. Stealing kits is suddenly peace, apparently. "Fireclaw, come here," Breezestar meowed. She walked slowly to him. "Yes?" Fireclaw asked. "I want to ask you something." He paused. "We're you involved with stolen kits?" She looked at him puzzled. "What kits? I don't remember." Breezestar gasped. Rippleclan has lied to them! Did he have to attack them now? They were the true enemies! "We must attack Rippleclan. Get all the medicine cats to help the other cats, and fast. You will not be known as slaves, but warriors, Fireclaw," Breezestar said. She nodded. He also scented encouragement.

Breezestar growled in frustration. Ripplestar was only trying to fight their way to pride. Flameclan has done no harm whatsoever. By now, the cats were all healed. The battle wasn't that terrifying. Only Flamestar and Blueneck (from Rippleclan) died, surprisingly. He stepped on his stone once again. "Cats of two clans, we are about to attack get ready." Breezestar jumped down and all the cats began to follow him to the Rippleclan camp. He yowled with all his might, showing he wanted battle.

The camp separated completely. All cats ran in different directions, finding an opponent. Breezestar watched as blood was spilt. Nightmoon was fighting well. "For Snowfern!" Nightmoon screeched as she raked Whitetail's ear. Breezestar looked away. He decided to take Ripplestar. He had defeated her before. She crouched down to the floor, not expecting Breezestar's attack. Breezestar leaped and pinned her down. Biting hardly to her neck, blood flew out of her mouth. "I... can... not be... defeated so... easily!" She said, kicking with her hind legs to defend herself from Breezestar. "You thought we were weak, this is what happens. You thought we were so stupid! But you were wrong! This is how you'll be finished." With that, the other Flameclan cats captured in Rippleclan flooded to their defense. Breezestar felt thankful for the reinforcements. Ripplestar was still looking at him. She was breathing heavily. He looked down back at her. An image of a black apprentice at a gathering caught him. He was stuck in her mind. He was killing Nightshade's mother! He stop himself. He extended his claws and stuck them into her chest. There went Rippleclan's leader.