Watching the fire die, crying through the night

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It is 4 moons later. It is leaf-bare. We're all cold, but the warriors are taking care of it. You probably think: heh, who wants to go out cuz they want a fight? Nobody?

WRONG

Let's say there are some bitches of CoralClan cats. I hate them. Not all. I like the elders, queens, kits, med. cat, leader and deputy. Also some warriors and apprentices. Okay, I like their Clan. But some of them... I think they deserve some warmth. Why? How? I think they deserve it...


TO BE burning IN THE FUCKING HELL.

Okay... enough

'Now I am the medicine cat! And I will make Echokit better!', Swallowkit squealed. Echokit is ill. Why Echokit? The name Echo is cursed. She caught some greencough. I already know she is going to die. They don't have to say it is going to be fine. It is not. She's going to die. Like Echostorm. I just planned to visit her, when I heard our deputy Pantherfang shout; 'CoralClan! They are attacking! Protect the kits and elders!' Nightflame, oh Nightflame, why you my dear brother? He ran to the nursery. 'Be careful!', I said, while I backed into a corner with the kittens. I pulled Ivyleaf there too. She was half petrified of fear. I also brought her two sons, Swiftkit and Thistlekit, along. Her daughter Waspkit had died. She was too weak. I watched in horror as the fight began. Then I realized something. 'Echokit.' I wanted to get her. Nightflame stopped me. 'I will protect the medicine den. Can you handle here?' 'I can.' He ran away. 'Ivyleaf. Can you protect the kits by yourself?' 'Bet I can. Go fight. For your kits. Echokit. Fight for Stormbreeze. Echostorm. Go for it.' I nodded in respect and swung myself in battle. It was indescribable, but what happened next...
I chased away the last cat of CoralClan. That bitch is a serious d*ck. One of the warriors I didn't hate, a tom named Strikefang, is now my number 1 asshole. I searched for Nightflame, screeching his name. Then I saw Leafspirit with him. He was bleeding to death. 'Who did this?!', I shouted. 'Strikefang.' 'THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE! I AM GOING TO CLAW HIS FUCKING EYES OUT, THAT IDIOTIC SON OF A BITCH!', I yowled in fury. Then I leaned over my bro. 'Sorry. I could not protect Echokit more. I know that Cherryfur and Grassleap and Toadfern are dead. Just like Beestrike.' 'Three warriors and an elder. Darkpaw is also dead.' I sighed. I cried. I was full of sorrow and grief. I shared my last words with my brother, then he died. I rushed inside the medicine den. My daughter was curled up. I saw she had a little scratch. It was nothing. So am I. Nothing. 'Sweetie?' Echokit was dead. 'Why MY kit?!', I shouted to the sky. StarClan. That assholes.

I WILL MAKE THEM PAY.








NO MATTER WHAT







BLOOD WILL BE SPILLED, I WILL BE THE BLAME OF MY GRIEFS.

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