Flamekit woke to a foggy gray morning. A dark cloud hung over the camp covering the sun. Flamekit sighed. "Great, its Leaf-bare." He grumbled as the cold wind blew into the nursery.
Suddenly a paw struck him on the side. He saw Bluekit fidgeting in her nest clearly disturbed by the cold winds too. "Bluekit! Lets go visit the medicine den!" He hissed.
"Ok, I'm coming." Bluekit said back. They snuck out of the nursery and went to the medicine den. Flamekit stuck his head in and was amazed at what he saw.
The medicine cat, a golden she cat with big brown spots was sitting on a rock holding death berries. A red tom just lie there with a large deep cut in the neck. "You are not going to survive, Dustcloud. So here are some death berries to let you die a quick death."
Before the tom could reply, the medicine cat shoved the berries down his throat. The tom shuddered and died.
"I'm so sorry Dustcloud. But unless you want to die a slow painful death, this is the only way." The medicine cat whispered.
Flamekit looked at the medicine cat surprised. Starwhisper looked a lot like Spottedleaf. When Starwhisper saw Flamekit, she gasped. "F-F-Firestar?!"
"Spottedleaf!" Firestar gasped. The former Thunderclan medicine cat had faded away in the great battle. "Oh, my love, you have no idea how glad I am to see you!" He whispered unaware of Sandkit watching them with narrowed eyes.
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Return of the Fallen
FanfictionThe great battle was forgotten... 40 years after the great battle, after Bramblestar, way after the peace before the Great War, the warrior code shattered. Enemy clans kill each other for fun, and Flamekit is the only one who has even a vague memor...
