Epilogue

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Blizzardclaw's pov

He remembers it all. The fighting, the kills, the threat and his sister's death. He remembers Pike. He remembers Arnie and Moonfur.

Moonfur. His mother who killed his sister. She's still out there somewhere. Thinking of a way to get revenge for the Clans killing Raven, her mate.

The screams came. They always do whenever's he's asleep. He remember seeing Moonfur run across the clearing as he looked away from Pike. He remember seeing Moonfur claw at his sister with malice and guilt in each strike.

He tried to run over but Pike tripped him up. He scrambled up to his paws. By then it was too late. He saw Lilystream and Dawnpool swipe at Moonfur who turned tail and ran away from the battle.

After the battle of Foxstar, Falconclaw and Raven, he ran down the hill hoping to see Icepaw. Hoping that it was all a dream.

His dreams was crushed seeing Adderfrost mourning. His heart longed to go and support his old rival that day. For both lost someone special to them.

He woke with a start as he breathed heavily. His dreams was becoming too much. The same dream for the past two moons.

He sat up and started washing his white pelt before heading outside to the cold weather. He looked up seeing it was almost dawn.

He sat down beside the hole by the fresh-kill pile, memories flooding back in his mind. He remembered Icepaw getting them to leave camp as kits to see the river.
He purred lowly.

"I presume you're alright??"
Came the soft reply of Lilystream.

Blizzardclaw looked up confusion clearly on his face.

"I saw you wake up in a sweat. It's all right, I know what's it like losing a sibling."

"You do??" His voice cracked a bit and he cringed on how he haven't spoken since his warrior ceremony two moons prior.

The brown she-cat nodded before going over to Stormclaw who was washing his pelt and ordering patrols.

He sat up after staring at the small exchange of Stormclaw and Gingerfoot.
"And Blizzardclaw," he padded over, "you're on dawn patrol with Lilystream and Sunstorm."

He nodded curtly, his tail swishing anxiously.

He walked away from his deputy and grabbed a small fish caught the previous day.
He chewed slowly and looked around the camp.

Nightwing headed to the fresh-kill pile with Weaselfur and Milo.

Hazeleye was washing her pelt. Dawnpool stood beside Heronstar and Thunderheart who we're all in a conversation.

Lightningfur, who lost his back right leg during the battle, had gotten up and was walking around.

He saw movement coming from the warriors den. Then the golden pelt of Sunstorm. The big tom licked his pelt quickly as possible before rushing over to Lilystream who walked towards the entrance.

Blizzardclaw swallowed fast and buried the remains of the fish. He caught up to his Clanmates on the outside of the entrance. "Where are we headed??" He panted slightly as he looked at Lilystream.

"I'm not dawn patrol leader." She mewed softly as she looked at Sunstorm.

The golden tom nodded thoughtfully carefully deciding on where to patrol.
"Let's head over to WillowClan and see have they been trying to get One-Tree. It'll be like those mange-pelts to try something like that while we're coping with our losses."

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