Chapter 18

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"We need to keep to the border, that's where we last scented him." Brightstripe meowed to Beetail who was by her side in the lead. The brown tabby she-cat nodded her head. Sniffing the air as she walked, she smelled Slatetooth, Silverwing, Hummingclaw, Moongrowl, Needlefang, and an apprentice.
"Your clanmates are near here." She meowed to the ScarClan cats. Some of her clanmates were with them.
"Slatetooth must be on the search patrol for Crimsonstar." Flyleaf meowed.
They kept on, until the grass under their paws suddenly felt short. Beetail trotted through branches and bushes that tugged at her pelt as she led them to the ScarClan patrol lead by their deputy. "Accompanying us?" Silverwing of the patrol asked. Everycat had known that when they would find the ScarClan leader, if they would, it would practically split their hearts.
The cats of the two clans walked and the bushes thinned out. As soon as they all emerged from the thorns, the smell hit. Blood. The smell of it was mixed with that of wolf.
"Sniff around." Slatetooth meowed. In a group, they all padded together, sniffing for a whiff of his scent amongst the blood.
Halfpaw blasted ahead, his head high as he parted his jaws to taste the air. "I smell him!" He declared. All of the cats looked at him. On hard paws, Halfpaw led them to where Crimsonstar's body lay unmoving. Silverwing shoved past them. Eyes wide, she saw that her grandfather, drenched in his own blood, her yellow eyes closed forever, his muzzle curled as a sign that he had fought on his final life. The silver tabby lowered her head, and a weak whimpering sound escaped her. Brightstripe pressed close to her, her one eye glazed with sadness. The ScarClan warrior gave out a wail of grief as her clanmates joined in.
"StarClan please guide him safely.." Slatetooth meowed grimly, his head bowed at his leader. All of the cats knew he never really disliked his leader. There had always been the fact that Crimsonstar held a great deal of inner strength, that came out true and pure for the Clan he had created himself moons ago after his exile from his home Clan, but ScarClan was in his image;of strength and fierceness. Beetail lowered her head sadly. Silverwing was his granddaughter. But Crimsonstar walked with StarClan and Slatetooth would be the Clan's second leader. What would Thornful think? She would be saddened;Skyfoot as well. But ScarClan would have it's new leader that would carry on in the Clan.

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