TomTord Oneshots

Warrior Cats 3

(This was requested by @blue_lightbulbs, who gave me an idea of how to continue this. Since then, the creator has expanded on the AU, giving the name of the clan, the leader and their name, and just other characters in general. I even know the medicine cat now.)

     Kinkgaze was curled up into a tight ball of fur in the warrior's den as he listened to the birds chirping outside. He was given the day off by his clan leader, Scarstar, after he got wounded by a rival clan cat in a battle. It wasn't that bad, as Burgendystep said, but he still needed to rest. It was a deep scratch that went down his side that seemed to be healing up pretty well. Scorchflame stopped by a few times to make sure his mate was ok, but had to go back to the elder's den after a bit.

    Just as the warrior was closing his eyes and about to sleep, he heard a loud yowl coming from outside. His ears perked up and he got up, limping outside. He saw a warrior who was keeping guard of the camp outside, Russettail, run in and dash to the leader's den, his eyes wide and his fur fluffed up. Kinkgaze watched him, confused completly. He started to walk towards the tunnel leading out of the camp when he was stopped by Greenpelt putting his tail on his back. Kinkgaze looked back at his friend.
"Greenpelt? What is it?"
"I don't think you should go out there." The deputy replied coldly. "Did you see how panicked Russettail was? It takes a lot to scare him." Kinkgaze slowly nodded, looking confused, before said warrior dashed out of the leader's den with Scarstar following him. The leader kept his ears down as he followed Russettail outside of the camp. Greenpelt trotted after them.

"What was that about?" Kinkgaze looked behind him as Gingerpetal padded up to him.
"I have no idea." Kinkgaze turned around, walking back to his den. He deceided to push it out of his mind for now.
After a few minutes of Kinkgaze finally settling down and trying to sleep, he heard another yowl come from outside. He almost just forgot about it before more yowls came from the clearing. They didn't even sound scared, they sounded mad. Kinkgaze bolted up and poked his head out of the warrior's den, his ears flattening at the scene in the clearing.
Cats that had a strange scent, probably from one of the other clans, were running into the clearing while Redclan warriors tried to fight them off. Kinkgaze growled and, forgetting about his wound that still needed to heal, ran into the fight, his claws unsheathed.

    Whoever Kinkgaze chose to fight, it wasn't a good match up. The large warrior overpowered the smaller Russian blue, pinning him almost imminently. Since Kinkgaze couldn't run away, he just continuously got scratched and bit. He felt many wounds open up on his body and could feel blood pouring out of him. 'This is how I die... I guess..' Kinkgaze thought and closed his eyes, expecting to feel a strong pain before seeing his own pelt turn to stars.

   But that feeling never came. The warrior on top of him got knocked over and, whoever protected him, started attacking the other cat viciously until they ran away, their tail between their legs. Kinkgaze rolled onto his side and tried to get up, before a cat pushed him down with his muzzle.
    "Calm down, don't try to get up...." The voice spoke softly, grabbing him by the scruff of his neck, and started dragging him to the medicine cat den. Kinkgaze saw a flash of familiar dark ginger fur.
"Scorchflame..?" He asked softly. The cat just made a soft nodding sound before he was dropped. Scorchflame got in front of him, hissing as another cat tried to attack him. He took care of the warrior relatively easy, but another one came up and started attacking him. Kinkgaze tried to get up and protect him, but collapsed. He was too weak from the blood loss. He squeezed his eyes shut as he heard Scorchflame yowl and hiss. Eventually, the warrior seems to be chased off, but when the wounded cat opened his eyes, his mate didn't look so well. He was breathing heavily, his fur was puffed up and ripped, and a few scars on the left side of his face were reopened. He fell over, besides Kinkgaze. He smiled weakly.
"Well... if we die... at least we can go to Starclan together..." he mumbled before Kinkgaze passed out.

Scorchflame groaned softly and he twitched in his nest. He tried to get up, but a cat pushed him down with a paw.
"Try not to move." Came a stern voice. The warrior groaned. He never liked the medicine cat's attitude.
"Is Kinkgaze ok?" He asked. "And am I in your den?" He tired to look at the dark brown cat, who glared at him for a moment with his dark red eyes.
"Yes, you're in my den." Burgendystep stated. "And Kinkgaze is fine. He got roughed up a lot, but I stopped the bleeding in time. He's resting right now."
"Scorchflame?" The warrior and the medicine cat looked over to a nest away from Scorchflame. The gray ball shifted and a head poked up and out of the nest, a cut on his forehead covered in cobweb. Scorchflame smiled at him.
"Thank Starclan you're ok... I almost thought I lost you!" Scorchflame chirped and tired to stand up again, only to be pushed down. He glared at Burgendystep before giving up, huffing, and laying down. Kinkgaze just chuckled softly as he watched them.

(Oh, and here's the key.
Redclan is the clan's name, named after the Red Army.
Scarstar is Paul.
Russettail (I don't know if thatts the correct name or not) is Pat.
Burgendystep is Todd.)