Fireheart And Warrior Life

Chapter 6

ThunderClan Camp 

The clearing was hectic as cats upon cats were freaking out over the news Frozenpelt had brought. Even young kits were scared over the news. Fireheart knew that this had happened before for he had heard queens telling their young kits about the troubles of Clans before them. 

"KEEP CALM!" Bluestar yelled over the cats. "We will get through this and we will  survive." 

"My daughter. How could she have brought that news? I love her so much. Why?" Tigerclaw was sitting in the corner crying while Darkstripe was trying to comfort him. 

"Was it about food? Or was it about the death of cats in the Clan? We don't know." Bluestar meowed. Just as she had finished Redtail, the Clan deputy started to cough and sputter. Cats all around the clearing looked on stunned. There was a half eaten rat in front of him. It smelt of disease and the trash place. 

"Redtail!" The cat was now lying on the ground as Bluestar prodded him with a front paw. "He's dead." She wailed. 

Fireheart walked up to Bluestar and nuzzled her in the side. She looked at him with sad eyes. 

"Who's going to be the new deputy?" Brindleface, a young queen asked. 

"The new deputy will be Tigerclaw." Bluestar replied. 

Tigerclaw's eyes were proud and Fireheart could tell that he had been expecting to become deputy. 

"Spottedleaf, please examine Redtail and report back to me." Bluestar padded towards her den and disappeared inside. Fireheart watched her go and wished there was something he could do. 

Graystripe walked up to Fireheart and asked if they could share a meal together. 

"I'm not hungry. The news has made me lose my appetite." Fireheart padded over to the warriors den and went to his nest. His thoughts wondered off to Frozenpelt and how she had brought news of destruction. That was the last thing he thought about before falling asleep.