Warriors: Ashfur's Insanity

Chapter 63

The sun shone down on the black figure, and a large white head was visible, along with a dark gray body. Claws flashed through the air, and Ashstar could make out Vally. 

The large white cat landed on Harestar, his teeth sinking into the tom's neck and his claws slashing at him. 

"No! Harestar!" Gorsetail cried. He leaped on Vally and slashed at him.

Ashstar leaped on Vally and sunk his teeth into his scruff. He heaved the large cat in the air and threw him off Harestar. 

Harestar lay still on the ground, blood streaming from his neck.

Mothwing gasped in horror. She turned to Whitetail and Antpelt. "Find cobwebs!" She gasped.

Dark red blood stained Vally's mouth. He licked his lips. 

More rogues came from the bushes. Flame, Brindle, and Scar. They realized they were outnumbered. 

"Leave!" Ashstar hissed to the rogues. 

"Never! Not until I avenge Kindle's death!" Vally hissed. 

"You're outnumbered, and would never win this fight!" Ashstar pointed out, his tail flicking. 

Vally's eyes clouded with fear. "I'll kill all of you if I have to," He growled.

Ashstar sprang on him, slashing his ears. 

Vally stumbled back. Blood trickled down his face. He bared his teeth. 

Ashstar then sprang forward again, raking his claws down Vally's side. Blood sprayed his gray pelt and spattered on the ground. 

Vally backed away even more.

Ashstar knocked him off his paws and pinned him down, putting a paw on his throat. "Give up!" He hissed. 

Vally spat at him. He turned his head to look at his rogues. "Don't stand there, help me!" He screeched.

Scar sprang forward and leaped on Ashstar quickly. The tom unsheathed his claws and sank them into Ashstar's shoulders. 

"I'll kill you," Scar hissed. He raised his paw, about to slash Ashstar's throat.

Jaywing leaped from the side and landed on Scar, clamping her jaws around his neck. 

Ashstar struggled to his paws and saw Scar on the ground. Jaywing pinned him down. Scar was limp.

Jaywing leaped off of him and leaped towards Ashstar. "Are you ok?" She asked her father.

"Yes, I'm fine," Ashstar rasped. 

Jaywing turned and bared her teeth at the rogues. Vally, Flame, and Brindle fled into the bushes. Their noisy paw steps was enough to scare away all of prey in the forest.

"Oh StarClan! Harestar's losing lives!" Mothwing cried. 

Harestar was on the ground, laying in a pool of his blood. Whitetail raced down the mountain trail, a wad of cobwebs on her paw. She raced over to Harestar.

"This is terrible!" Whitetail whimpered. She gave Mothwing the cobwebs. 

"Great StarClan, Harestar just lost two lives, and he's losing another one!" Willowshine cried. 

Ashstar bristled. He padded closer to Harestar. He lay on the ground, in a pool of his own blood. His body then shook, and his paws flailed in the air, then he fell still again.

Mothwing was shaking. "One, two, three, four, five," She murmured. 

"Oh no," Gorsetail gasped. "How many lives does he have left?" He asked.