warriors| The broken battle | Book 1

chapter 1

Chapter 1

The air was filled with yowls of cats colliding in battle, and the hissing of queens protecting young kits.

The forest was shaking, trees were swaying in the hard wind, and Miststar stood looking at a dark orange tabby. His fur was torn, and his ear was ripped.

He stood in front of Miststar, his lip curled at her in a low growl. He leaped at her bowling her over and trying to claw at her soft under belly. She hit the large tom in the muzzle with her claws, causing him to stagger back shaking his head back and forth trying to clear the blood that was dripping in his eyes from the large wound on his ear.

She jumped onto him making him fall over and yowl in surprise. "Surrender, Flamestar" She hissed at him, clawing his right eye sending blood splattering across her face.
She yowled in pain as a snowy, white, she-cat clawed her flank and pulled her off the orange tabby. she turned to the snowy white she-cat, "Snowheart" she spat, her fur bristling.

She dodged forward while Snowheart leaped at her, only missing her tail by an inch, she pelted into Snowheart making her fall over. Miststar stood over her, her eyes filled with anger. Miststar gave Snowheart a large bite on her ear making it bleed badly, and the she-cat turned tail and fled back into the trees. She pelted back over to Flamestar knocking him off his other opponent and held him down.

"Don't you dare steal prey from my camp again Flamestar," she hissed the orange tabby squirmed under her grip. She gave him a warning bite and released him he ran off into the forest and called off his clan.

" My kits " cried a pale queen. Miststar padded over to her, her gaze filled with sorrow  "I'm very sorry Blossompurr," she meowed laying her tail over the queen's shoulders. Pinefur, Fireclaw help the injured cats back to camp, I will help the rest " she called to a brown tom and a flame red tabby.

"Let's get you back to camp, Bramblescar." meowed Fireclaw picking up a limp body laying in the clearing and laying him across his own back.
As he started padding back to camp, Miststar looked out over her clan, then padded over to kits limp bodies and picked up Badgerkit's body, then picked up Streakkit by the scruff and waved to the clan with her tail to follow her.

She padded back to camp, leaping over the small stream that separated Nightclan and Lakeclan. She padded into camp and placed the two kits bodies in the center.
She bowed her head, then touched her nose to the kit's flanks. She then leaped up onto high ledge. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath high ledge for a clan meeting," she called. And waited until the clearing was full.

"Sadly, today we have lost two wonderful kits. Badgerkit and Streakkit walk with Starclan now. We have also lost a great and amazing warrior, Silverheart may he walk with the stars. Windpaw, we will get you a new mentor soon." Miststar called, her voice echoing around the clearing. Miststar leaped off highledge and padded into her den to rest.