Alley Cats Runaway

#41 War

A/N 

Dear Reader, you are now in the endgame. Congrats on making this far. Warning: This is going to be the longest chapter by far. I have divided it into 3 stages, each stage is a new POV and a group of characters mentioned. I will be alternating between the POVs/ groups so I hope you can follow.  Enjoy the action. 

Here are the groups: 

Group one :

Good: Snowflake, Nutmeg, Ash, Ivy, Dusty, Catnip, Rain, Raven

Bad: Frost

Group two: 

Good: Patches  Ginger, Rings, Sasha Peper, Rex, Diana, Scout, Daisy

Bad: Shard 

Group three:

Good: Storm, Jay, Ruby,Violet Spots Stripes

Bad: Klaw, Blake, Fern, Scar,Screech, Puddle, Thorn , Socks, Whisper, Bones

A.A :)

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Stage one : 

Group one

Snowflake's POV

All my life I had always been a cat who was eager for adventure. Now as I walk down the streets, exposed going to the very place I promised myself by any means to never return, I never felt so terrified. Under the sun I shivered in the cold. I looked over my shoulder to see Nutmeg and her cats, and that fear fades. 

You have a mission Snow, focus. Everything is going to be okay. 

The plan was simple. We were separated into three groups.  My group was to distract Frost, while group two rescued Nutmeg's sisters and group three was to distract Frost's cats  from interfering. As the only one who knew where exactly Frost hid underground I was picked to distract Frost, which Jay didn't like. 

But it is the only way. 

We stood a block away from the entrance when Nutmeg ordered us to stop. 

"Okay, Snowflake are you ready?"  I nodded. I walked the rest of the way and walked past the warning signs and walked down the stairs into the abandoned  train station. His musky scent was everywhere. Tiny paws kicked at my belly begging me to turn back.  

I know kits, but I must do this. Even if I have to confront your father. 

 Along with other cats. I saw three pairs of eyes, one green and two amber. The cats with amber eyes walked out from the shadows revealing their red and ruffled fur and white claws. 

"You're that she cat Frost likes."  Said the black cat. 

"The one who gave him a scar." The red cat added.  The two cats growled and stalked forward, their eyes blazing. 

"Where is he?  I need to talk to him." I say trying to push down the instinct to run. The green eyed cat, a she cat  with silver fur walked out and joined the others. 

"Why do you need to talk with him? Don't you hate him?" My ears twitched. 

" I just need to talk with him that's all." 

"He's busy."  I frowned. 

"I may not be an alley cat but I recognize his scent anywhere. Nowhere is he?" 

"He's right here." I whirled around and faced the white tom. His blue eyes were colder than I remembered. His face still had the scar on his left cheek I gave him.