Do or Die (A Warrior Cats Fan Novel)

chapter 16

-Third Person POV, Amethystpaw, PearlClan-

Mothstar and Amethyspaw playfully wrestled in the rain. The entirety of PearlClan was outside, playing and frolicking in the water. They rarely got rain, where they lived, so it was a celebration for them. Prey would flee into the caves, causing the fresh-kill pile to tower high with oddities such as rabbits and mice, delicacies reserved to the elders.

Suddenly, a loud cry silenced the clan. It was one of the kits, Rockkit.

"M-mommy! There's a c-c-cat with blood all over it!"

Mothstar and Amethystpaw immediately stood up, both she-cats straightening their posture.

"First emergency, my dear," Mothstar purred. "Come along, I'll show you how to handle this."

Mothstar was the spitting image of Amethystpaw, except her eyes were a grayish-amber color.

"Clear out of the way, PearlClan. Head back into the caves, let us handle this."

The cats nodded respectfully at their Matriarch, disappearing into the ground as if they were moles.

Mothstar's ears flattened as she saw who the cat was.

"Amethystpaw, do you recognize this she-cat?"

The heiress stood there and then nodded rapidly. 

"Princess Saturnpaw of ScarletClan. What do you think happened to her to kill her?"

Saturnpaw stirred, and a load of blood poured from her mouth.

"I mean... we should get her to camp."

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"Dear Stars," a few cats gasped.

"What happened?"

"Who did this?"

"Is that a heiress?"

"Clear out of the way!" a burly white tom shouted, the mate to Mothstar. Also known as Moonfur.

Everybody did as he said, forming a straight path to the medicine den. Saturnpaw's eyes began to flutter open, and she was relieved that is wasn't so bright. She couldn't figure out how to lift her head, so she lay there like a dead animal, blood dripping down her chin and onto the cave floor. She felt extremely bad for messing up their perfect camp.

She attempted to speak, but only ended up coughing up an unhealthy amount of blood before she blacked out.

-Third Person POV, Saturnpaw, PearlClan-  

The soothing smell of lavender and rosemary awoke Saturnpaw, where she was pleasantly rested upon a nest of... she wasn't sure. it was pretty dark. "Hello?" she mewed hoarsely.

"Don't talk. You'll hurt yourself," a calming voice mewed. A familiar voice.

"Hi, Amethystpaw," Saturnpaw mewed, smiling weakly at nothing in particular.

"Again, don't talk, silly. Wait, just tell us what happened. Mothstar is sitting right next to me. Was your Clan attacked? Do they need help? We can help if-"