Chapter 24
Whitefur padded through the crowd to where Crazystar was fighting Redwillow, a transparent warrior formerly of ShadowClan. He dragged him off of the ThunderClan leader. “Hey, what are you doing?” Redwillow growled.
“Let me take care of her. I can get rid of her without a fight,” he whispered quietly, before pretending to bite Redwillow’s tail.
Redwillow understood. He screeched with fake pain and swung his paw towards Whitefur’s head, but the medicine cat could see his claws were sheathed. He ducked and gave Redwillow a push. The old warrior allowed him to knock him over and then, scrambled up, fleeing. “Thanks,” Crazystar panted. “But I could’ve managed.”
Yeah, right.
“No problem,” he meowed instead.
“I need to find another opponent. See you…” she began.
“Hold on. That wound on your muzzle already smells infected,” Whitefur lied. “You need to get it treated.”
Crazystar sighed with frustration. “Fine,” she growled.
Whitefur began to guide her towards the den, but then stopped and suddenly turned around. “What is it?” the ThunderClan leader asked.
The medicine cat didn’t answer. He sliced his claws across her throat and saw surprise flash in her green eyes as she collapsed.
Whitefur prepared to enlarge the gash in her throat but suddenly felt someone grab his scruff and drag him off of her. He was tossed onto the grassy ground and a heavy dark gray paw was placed on his chest. It was Stonestream, the ThunderClan deputy.
“Kill me,” Whitefur snarled, gazing at Crazystar’s unmoving body behind him. “But Splashheart will still take care of your mate, won’t you, Splashheart?”
Stonestream fell for it. He instantly released his grip on Whitefur, who climbed back onto his paws, and spun around. The medicine cat sprang forward and swept the ThunderClan deputy’s forepaws out from under him.
“You traitor, that was an evil trick!” Stonestream hissed, struggling to escape from Whitefur’s grasp.
“No, honestly, anyone that’s somewhat intelligent would’ve thought of it,” Whitefur responded.
Stonestream stopped writhing underneath his paws, but Whitefur didn’t relax. “Well, get it over with,” the dark gray tom meowed, closing his eyes.
“Fine,” Whitefur grumbled, raising his left forepaw for the death blow.
A red blur crashed into him. Redwhisker’s eyes were dark with fury. “I can’t believe you of all cats sided with the Place of No Stars,” she hissed coldly.
Without the hesitation the Whitefur would’ve expected from his sister, she sank her teeth into his neck. Agony washed over him and he felt his legs buckle beneath him. He felt his lungs growing more and more desperate for air as he took rapid breaths. He summoned all his strength and managed to cough out a few words, “I...will return.”
Finally, darkness engulfed him and when he opened his eyes again, he was in the Dark Forest.
It was the same clearing where Splashheart had announced the attack patrols. He followed the scent trail left behind and was soon in ThunderClan territory once again.
I may be dead, but I will still kill Redwhisker…and I’ll worry about everyone else after that.
Above the stone hollow, Whitefur walked to the edge of the cliff and peered over the side, not caring about the thorns pricking his pelt.
From this view, he could tell that SplashClan outnumbered ThunderClan. He could see the unmoving bodies of his Dark Forest Clanmates, Hollowtree and Strongstorm, and the lifeless bodies of Blazestorm, Swiftstorm, and Mousestorm.
He heard a sudden rustling from the bushes behind him and he quickly spun around to see two angry she-cats emerging.
A/N: Next chapter is Redwhisker POV :)
Hope you enjoyed this! I can hardly believe this story is almost over... :D
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