Breezestar's Mistake

Chapter Fourteen

Ripplestar was dead. The battle still went on. Rippleclan was still fighting. The rest of the once part of Flameclan was fighting along with Breezeclan. Breezestar then thought this battle was almost finished. Rippleclan never gave up easily. Even without their leader. "Breezestar help meh!" Called Whitefur. Breezestar turned his head. He saw a familiar gray, black, and white she-cat attacking the white warrior. It was Badgerfang! "TRAITOR!" (Tigerstar, am I right?) Breezestar yowled. Badgerfang looked at him with bizarre eyes. "Breezestar, this is what you get! You are the real traitor." Breezestar leaped onto her. He bit into her tail and dragged her over to himself. Breezestar looked horrified as he reached his neck towards her belly. Whitefur still watched. He extended his jaws. Badgerfang scrambled in his legs. Breezestar bit as wide and hard as he can into her stomach. He felt sorry, but he had to save his clanmate.

Rabbittail helped Whitefur up. "Let me rush you to the camp, please!" He nodded. The two toms ran to the camp. "Foxtail! Orangeleaf! Fuzzycloud!" Breezestar shook his head, focusing on the battle once again. He forgot, there was no battle. It was over. All the cats belonged to him. He was the leader of the whole forest, swamps, and moor. He felt satisfaction fly through his blood. He stepped upon the stone once again. "Cats of all clans. We have never ending hunting grounds. Loners, rogues, and Kittypets won't dare even walk here. Again. I guarantee it," he paused. He thought about the possibilities that he could do with his new territory.

"More prey, more space, more peace!" The cats mewed in happiness. Breezestar was being inspirational for once. "Now, I want Frostflare, Rabbittail, and Minnowpelt, please lead a patrol and hunt in your old camps. I want Fireclaw," he stopped for a moment. Again. "To lead a border patrol." Fireclaw bounced around in circles. Breezestar was happy to befriend the new cats.

Fireclaw, Frostflare, Rabbittail, and Minnowpelt soon came back. They brought so much prey. Breezestar saw so much, that he didn't even know if that was even close to the total that the original Breezeclan ate! He walked up to Fireclaw. "Fireclaw, can you tell Sunfrost and Burnpelt that I... want to see them." She nodded and walked towards the warrior's den. They came out, looking with worried faces. "Don't worry," Fireclaw mumbled to them. "He is actually pretty nice." Both Sunfrost and Burnpelt nodded and walked towards the leader. "I want you two to expand all the dens. Don't be afraid to get some help from our clan too. Plus, I know I might have attacked your sister at the first battle and kept you as prisoners. I'm sorry." Sunfrost and Burnpelt looked hopeful. "Smallstep! Go do the elders' den. Shadeclaw, go to the apprentinces' den. Sunfrost, Fireclaw, Ripplepaw, and Froghop, you can expand the warriors' den. And the rest, pick any den you'd like," Burnpelt told the clan. Breezestar nodded at his good work. He thought about Nightshade and her kits suddenly. Oh yeah.