Warriors Omen To The Three:Forest of Trails

Chapter 17

The WolfClan warrior Blackflight leaped for a cat. He sinked his claws in their shoulders. "You think you can beat us?" He scoffed. "What a joke!" He clawed their face.
Liontail and Feralstorm hissed and snarled at two apprentices. One swiped at Feralstorm's leg, but missed. The older golden tabby she-cat pounced on the apprentice and hissed at them.
Leafpelt was the most furious out of all of the cats during the fight. He was yowling at a cat as he bit hard onto their shoulder and clawed at the upper part of their body. "Where is my mate!" He hissed.
"That is none of your business!" Crimsonstar spat.
"Yes it is!" Leafpelt meowed angrily and charged at him, but two cats blocked his path, claws unsheathed.
"You don't have to do this!" Hazelheart yelled.
The tom said nothing to her. He just stared at her as suddenly all had went silent and all the hissing and shrieking of fighting cats had stopped.
"We didn't think that your little apprentices were so... Softly trained." Liontail commented in a snort. She had a point. All they did was hiss and swipe at them the whole time. Not actually attack them at all in any way. It was almost as if they were trained by lazy kittypets.
"We don't need this." Mewed Darkshadow, who was with them.
"Lets go.." Feralstorm growled as they all padded back to camp.
Leafpelt growled at them, his gaze mostly setting on Crimsonstar.

"So he's leading his own clan now?" Brindlefrost asked Redflame.
"Yeah apparently." He replied.
Dawnreed snorted. "He's mouse-brained if he thinks he can lead a clan.."
Whitestar padded up to the cats that were exchanging conversation. "Dawnreed, I need you in the leader's den when you have a moment. Onestar, Feralstorm and I will be waiting.."
"Of course Whitestar." The creamed furred warrior mewed as she dipped her head respectfully.
Whitestar dipped her head back and then walked back to the leader's den.

"We need a plan," Onestar mewed. "Anyone got any ideas?"
"We take them head on while we're still licking the wounds we gave them on our sunhigh patrol." Blackflight meowed.
"They could kill one of us." Tallclaw stated.
"We all die at one point." Whitestar stared grimily.
"We need a real plan.. Other than us risking our lives.." Sedgeclaw mewed insultingly.
"Well why don't you try to think of something, other than making snarky and adder-brined comments?" Sunsetclaw asked.
The toms had began to growl at each other.
"Enough!" Whitestar snapped at the two young warriors.
They shut themselves up. Onestar looked to Silverpaw, Howlingpaw, and Reedpaw, who all were not saying anything. "Reedpaw? Silverpaw? Howlingpaw?"
All of the warriors had their eyes on the young siblings.
"How can they come up with a plan?" Snorted Brindlefrost.
Flintclaw whipped his head to his sister in anger. "If you're not going to be helpful in helping us rescue Skyfoot, don't be here then!"
The she-cat stomped out as Redflame bounded after her.
"Great StarClan focus!" Feralstorm yowled.
"We may have an idea!" Stormpaw spoke up.
All of the older cats casted looks at one another at first and then looked to the other sibling trio of apprentices, Fawnpaw and her brothers Stormpaw and Sootpaw.
"We could get them while a distraction happened." Stormpaw mewed.
"Yeah! We could be two patrols! One group distract whoever's near Skyfoot, the other go and get her!" Sootpaw declared.
"That sounds like a brilliant idea." Dawnreed commented.
"Now all we need to know, is the right time to attack." Tigerclaw rasped.
"If we're going to carry out a plan for a rescue mission, we have to carry it out now." Leafpelt mewed.