The agile creatures barricaded into the camp.
Novapaw didn't know what to do, she had no training. All that she could do was hide. Her and Thunderpaw rain into some bushes and hoped a fox wouldn't spot them.
The Red Fighters burst into the center of the camp to attack, along with silver warriors. Novapaw saw Vinespots wielding long vines and circling them around a fox's neck. Iceleap tackled with a smaller one, and the tips of its ears started to turn white. She was using her powers to freeze it.
Hawk, the leader of the Red Fighters leaped onto the largest one's back and hit ferociously into it's ginger shoulder fur. Novapaw thought he would win until the fox flung him off and Hawk landed awkwardly on the hard ground.
She turned around to see Thunderpaw kneaded the dirt underneath them. He wanted to join the battle as much as Novapaw did, but had enough sense to stay hidden with the other new apprentices.
Silverstar swiped her huge paw at one of the creatures, and blood sprayed everyone around the clearing. Novapaw didn't get to see what happened, because a large body blocked her view. A fox was coming into the nursery where they were hiding! She cowered in fear and huddled close to Frost, who was shaking in his fur. It's massive jaws opened and closed as it got nearer to the young cats. The fox grabbed Thunderpaw and started to back out of the nursery to Novapaw's horror. "Thunderpaw!" She cried after him.
The look on the tom's face was enough to show you just how terrified he was.
With a sudden screech, Thunderpaw was back in the ground and scrambled to Novapaw's side.
The fox was lurched out of the nursery and standing there next to the limp body was Stormstripe.
Novapaw sailed wide. Her father had just saved them.
An ear splitting yowl told Novapaw the fighting was over and all the attackers had left the camp. She slowly left the nursery and peeked around the corner. There was blood everywhere. As she looked around the clearing, most cats didn't seem to be too injured, until her eyes met a lifeless gray body. 'Is that Silverstar?' She thought with alarm.
Frost came up next to her and looked blankly at the corpse. "Silverstar is dead. Silverstar is dead!" He howled in triumph.
Novapaw looked at Frost in horror. He was cheering for the death of their leader.
Crowfur was with Silverstar frantically trying to help her.
Limestone, the Clan deputy, looked anxiously at her leader. "Will she survive?"
The Clan Healer shook his head. "I cannot heal her. She is already gone." He meowed in sorrow.
The Clan had mixed emotions. The reds were obviously ecstatic, but some silvers hung their heads in grief.
Silverstar was dead. Novapaw felt like she should be happy, but all she could think about was the unmoving body surrounded by a pool of blood in the middle of the clearing. Silverstar was the main reason for the discrimination against reds in the Clan. What will this new change mean for the Clan?
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FanfictionNovakit is a tiny silver-blooded kitten in The Tribe Of Swirling Mist. She is a Whisper, a controller of minds. As Novakit grows up in a world where reds and silvers live together, but divided, she struggles to find her place in the tribe. edit: tha...