Stormcloud's Ambition

Stormcloud's Ambition Part 11

Stormpaw heard a few snickers outside of the den as the sky darkened. Rainpelt told him to spend the night in the den, because some of his wounds are pretty severe. Stormpaw could not sleep, excited about his first battle with another cat. But when he peered outside, he saw Nightpaw, Fastpaw and some other cat talking in low tones and snickering to one another.

He listened intently, but he could not hear their conversation. A gust of wind snagged the words into his ears:

"Nightpaw, remember the routine?"

"Of course, Fastpaw. Never forgot it."

"Okay. Remember, Shred, you are to sneak into WindClan and take two kits. We would carry them near the hawthorn bush."

"And then I will tell the kits to shut up," Shred growled. "We can't risk waking anybody up."

"In the morning, Shred, you are to hide behind the elder's den. Then, you carry us the kits and we enter through the back entrance into the camp."

"Hold it right there!" Stormpaw hissed. He didn't wake anybody up.

"I heard every single detail," Stormpaw meowed. "Stay where you are and I will confront this to the leader." But when Stormpaw saw Shred's size, his heart sank in fear. Nightpaw turned to Shred. "Attack him."

Shred launched himself at Stormpaw. Stormpaw swerved to the left, but his wounds started to burn once more. He let out a yowl that woke up everybody in camp. "There are rogues in the camp!" he screeched. "THERE ARE ROGUES IN THE CAMP!"

Sharptail grabbed five warriors and attacked Shred. But the rogue was fast. With all those cats attacking him, it seemed as if the warriors were nothing to him. He defeated all the warriors, leaving Sharptail and the leader against him. The queens and elders shook in fear. Fastpaw and Nightpaw ran for it before Stormpaw's eyes. He ran after them. "Stop!" he growled. "Get back here, traitors!"

As much as his wounds burnt, the faster ran. He caught up with Nightpaw and Fastpaw, finding them helplessly at the edge of a cliff. "Any last words, traitors?" he snarled.

"P-please, Stormpaw, it wasn't us!" Fastpaw whimpered.

"We have a l-leader," Nightpaw mewed. "He ordered u-us to do s-such things."

Stormpaw was tricked easily. He sheathed his claws. "Fine," he muttered. "Turn yourself into the Clan. This is for your own good."

But when Stormpaw turned, Nightpaw unsheathed his claws and gripped Stormpaw's tail and sent him flying off the cliff. Stomrpaw yowled at the top of his lungs, slicing the skies. The scream was heard throughout all Clans.