The Clan's Omen

Chapter 18

LeafKit looked around. Every cat was asleep. She padded out of camp, staring at the stars coating SilverPelt.

"S-StarClan?.. Where is TawnyFlight?.. Is she with you?.. I wanted to see her.. because.. well, she made SandyKit happy, and I want him happy! S-So, can you bring her back?.. SandyKit's been really sad without her and the other kits around!" She pleaded to the stars.

Silence. All LeafKit got was silence.

"Little one, be careful, I can scent MossClan from here." A voice murmured, loud enough for LeafKit to hear.

"Alright, HollySpin, b-but-" A voice meowed. LeafKit automatically realized who it was.

"T-TawnyFlight?" LeafKit called out into the darkness.

More murmuring came from the darkness.

TawnyFlight's shape tackled LeafKit to the ground.

LeafKit yelped, causing a cat to charge out of camp. RatTuft.

"What's going on here?!" He snarled.

A cat grabbed TawnyFlight, and fled.

"YOU.. LITTLE.. BRAT!" RatTuft hissed, scuffing LeafKit's cheek with unsheathed claws.

LeafKit tumbled back, unsheathing her tiny claws.

"RatTuft." Snarled a tom's voice. "That is enough."

A cream shape emerged from the darkness.

"Why hello, BayFall." RatTuft meowed. "Where is WaspFur? You know, the waste of fur and space that you always follow, like a whiny, stupid, lost kit?"

BayFall lashed his stub back and forth.

"OH, I'm sorry, I forgot that worthless flea-bag is dead! I bet you feel so glad he is, don't you?" RatTuft sneered.

BayFall unsheathed his claws, letting a low growl escape his throat.

"A medicine cat has so power over their clan, you could be lying to us about signs to get things to go the way YOU want, you know." He mewled, smirking.

"Is that an accusation, RatTuft?" BayFall snarled.

"Oh, of course not! I'm accusing the past medicine cats of our clan are. The entire "spotted cat will save the clans" thing has gone on for far to long, why not put an end to it now?" RatTuft said, stopping for a moment to clean the blood and fur off of his claws. "Why don't WE put an end to it?"

BayFall hissed. "How would YOU know anything about the prophecy being false?" He meowed.

"It seems ridiculous, to have to wait for so many moons, just for a single prophecy. Doesn't it?" RatTuft responded.

"I'll put an end to it, then." BayFall mewled.

LeafKit's eyes widened.

"Then we'll kill all the spotted cats, starting with-"

BayFall had impaled RatTuft's stomach on a thorn bush.

"I'll put an end to you, I mean." BayFall hissed. "You killed LostCall and tried to kill StarlingWhisker, to become the deputy of MossClan for power." 

"H-How could YOU know about that?! I told that rat not to tell!" RatTuft snarled. "When I get out of here, he's going to end up a bloody heap of crow-food!"

BayFall spat. "You won't be getting out. Not alive, anyways."

BayFall raised a claw to finish the struggling warrior off, but LeafKit blocked him.

"BayFall, w-we don't have to kill him..! Let's just.. Leave him here?" She mewed.

BayFall looked up to RatTuft, and grinned.

"Perfect idea, LeafKit. Let's go." He said, signalling LeafKit to follow.