Starry Paws Book Two

Stolen Prey

I padded alongside Petalcloud and Goosejump.
"Come on my kits!" I purred leaping over a log.
"Dad! We're warriors not kits!" Goosejump lowered his head in embarrassment.
Petalcloud laughed, "We are still his Kits though, Goosejump! Plus, He just loves us too much!"
He growled.
"We're almost there." I purred laying my tail on Goosejump's shoulder and letting Petalcloud lean on my side.
The cats poured into the clearing like a river. The Riverclan cats silky pelts. The Shadowclan cats dark fur. And the Windclan cats.... Bloody fur?!
"Bramblestar! What in the name of Starclan happened! These cats should'nt be out of the medicine cat's den!" Preystar gasped and sulked away at a infected gash on Bramblestar's shoulder.
"I will speak first. A clan of rouges attacked us. They where wearing collars with teeth and claws--"
I cut him off leaping into the Rock.
"Those retched cats killed my son and are not afraid to kill. Look out for your clan mates and no apprentices must leave camp without a warrior and No queens or elders without a warrior. This is for safety only. I was almost killed If it wasn't for Brindlepaw!" I lowered my gaze to rest on the apprentice.
"Brindlepaw! Brindlepaw!"
"Thank you, Singwhisker." Coldstar dipped his head.
"Continue." I leaped down.
"Featherlight gave birth to a litter of two kits, due to the she-kits weakness she has perished." His burning gaze shot needles at Featherlight. She almost broke down.
"We have new kits as well. Shallowstream's kits came late, but the are all weak. Buffalokit is blind. The other two, Pepplekit and Foxkit are infected with green cough." Coldstar called and glanced at Preystar.
"Nothing to report other than the loss of Nightfeather." Preystar dipped his was as did the cats.
"Nothing to report." Rotstar rasped leaping from the rock.
     I padded through the grass wth Fernpelt, Crowshine,, Brindlepaw, and Jumiperpaw.
I stopped dead when the stench of blood hit my nose.
Prey. Shredded prey everywhere. "Brindlepaw. Quick." I hissed lowly. Brindlepaw shuffled to the prey and sniffed, "Twoleg cats." She breathed I flicked my tail to pick it up when a heavy weight fell on top of me. All the cats had one cat on top of them. Juniperpaw bolted when the first cat fell.
"You worthless scum! You let her get away! We could've killed them all!" A Erie hiss sounded from atop of me. A black and white tom trembled, "Sorry Alice...." The Tom shook in fear.
"Malice your weak!" Another cat shouted at him.
"Almost as weak as she." A cat sneered from behind my and a bloodcurdling screech was heard as the cat behind me sank his teeth into Fernpelt's neck.
"No!" Crowshine cried throwing the ginger tom off her and leaping with slashing claws at the white tom who killed her sister. Crowshine ripped down the center of the cats belly sending blood spattering on her face, staining the tom's white belly fur. I threw the cat off me and tackles the cat atop Brindlepaw. I lashed a paw down the face of the white cat atop of me leaving a deep scar, barley missing her eye.
I slowly padded towards the bloody body of Fernpelt when Crowshine screeched," She's not dead!" She beckoned me to lift her on our backs. I gently, with Brindlepaw's help got her up and raced back to camp.