Starry Paws Book Two

Suprise Invasion

This one is a bit long 822 words and it's a bit gory sryy      
      Singewhisker's P.O.V
     I Walked out of camp with Petalpaw and Goosepaw behind me. We were going hunting! I padded out into the far clearing of the territory.
"Okay you two come back with enough prey and you can go to the gathering!" I purred and nuzzled them both on the head before shooing them off. (Singewhisker father of the year) Magpiepaw had protected Fernpaw when a fox came past an threatened the patrol. Well that's one way to go to the gathering. I sat down and continued to think. Fernpaw is taking a liking to Magpiepaw. And Goodepaw looks up to RosemaryWish allot. Petalpaw... Is a different story. Petalpaw now has no friends beside older cats and Crowpaw and of course her brothers. Crowpaw is a good friend.... But no like the pretty tortoiseshell, Poppystorm.
The poor she-cat was stuck down by Bramblestar's cursed claws. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Goosepaw's and Petalpaw's  mews.
"Dad! I caught two thrushes!" Goosepaw boasted. And I glanced at Petalpaw who had three mice and a blackbird.
"Good job you two!" I praised the two younger cats.
     "D-Dad?!" Petalpaw gasped and swiveled her ears.
"What?" I stared at her.
"The camp!!" She yowled and ran back, leaving her prey. I quickly buried it and raced off with Goosepaw on my tail. I heard yowls as I reached the camp entrance and the Windclan stench hit my nose.     
     I screeched  and dove through the tunnel to see the nursery beat down and the seven kits swiftly being carried out of camp. A dark gray tabby I had fought last battle was chasing them so I chased after him and leapt on top of the tabby. I sunk my claws into his shoulders as I heard a pained yowl come from him.
I twisted him onto his back and hissed,"Never. Come. Back!" I reared up and slammed my paws on his chest and he scrambled away.
Sapphiresplash, who was carrying Juniperkit and Brindlekit, nodded and thank you and hurried off.
     "Dad!" A warning yowl came from behind me as I turned to see a golden spotted tabby she-cat leap up and pin me. I hissed but stopped when her gaze softened. The she-cat bent down and whispered to me, "I-I'm Goldenwing... Th-Thank you for taking in my kit..." She let a silver tear slip down her cheek and rolled off me. Goldenwing of Windclan. Mother Of Moorkit Of Thunderclan and Windclan?
I let out a Yelp of suppose as a dark brown tiny cat knocked me off my paws. I landed with a thud on the camp ground.
     "Flea-pelt!" I hissed but then gasped in shock as I saw a four moon old kit?! "Why are you here, kit?" I growled sternly and pushed him off me. "Go find your mother." I said leaping back into battle.
I jumped onto Bramblestar's back and sank my claws into his shoulders and tossed he large tabby to the side of the clearing where Preystar lay motionless.
     My heart skipped a beat and without hesitation I launched myself at Bramblestar. Bramblestar struggled to his feet an looked up to see my claws rake across his face.
He yowled and plummeted down. He twitched for a moment.
     Petalpaw at the corner of my eye I saw her taking on four larger cats. One was the dark tabby, The brown kit, a tortoiseshell kit, and a black tom. I raced over and nudged the kits away and held the back one down.
"Well well well, We meet again, Singepaw!" The black tom smirked,
     "Hawkflight!" I growled and kicked his belly with my hind-legs.
He hissed and pushed me over lunging for my throat. He missed, missed again, missed one last time.
Then he finally caught me by the muzzle. Blood trickled down from the bite. I kicked upwards and sent him flying across the clearing. The tabby hissed and leapt on me but I was quicker and slashed at the side of his belly. I caught him by the flank and he yowled.
I reached around and bit his shoulder and shook him like a dog.
      Petalpaw stared at me an nodded a thanks ad leapt in to help the elders. I heard a shriek of terror come from Snowheart. A dark ginger she-cat was being dragged into the medicine cat den.
I leapt to my paws to see a dark brown tabby standing next to a pool of blood, he grinned while blood stained his teeth and blood painted his muzzle. His paws looked as though he walked though blood and his chest was covered in blood. Blood everywhere!
     Snowheart's screeched become wails of grief and faint sobs. I slowly padded into the den. Cloudleaf lay still with her throat split open.
"The battle is over!" Preystar's yowl broke the clearings pained and victorious yowls.