Fernfreckle's Dream

Chapter 12

Fernstar felt his heart pounding. 

The forest was going to battle Rogueclan. But Fernstar and the other leaders didn't have to do anything. The clans would be led into battle by the chosen four cats of the prophecy. 

Bearpaw, Cedarfall, Whitepelt and.. Honeyshade. 

Fernstar's legs stiffened as Whitepelt's battle cry rang through the trees, and everyone launched themselves at their opponents. Alongside Darkstar and Emberstar, he joined the fight. 

They were going to pay for breaking the code and taking the life of my nephew. 

As he fought, he scanned the battlefield for Bonestar, who had been kidnapped by Rogueclan about a moon ago. Frostclan deserved to have their leader back. However, the most Fernstar could see was a tiny gray and white tom, who was running incredible speeds underneath everyone, a Rogueclan body falling wherever he runs. 

Fernstar stopped himself from staring at the little tom and started racing through the crowd, tasting the air for Frostclan's leader. He spotted Honeyshade being surrounded by a group of cats, and quickly threw himself at them. 

I need to protect Bluecreek and Plumfall's girl, I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to her... 

"You ok?" Fernstar asked. "Those wounds look pretty deep. You should go see Hollygaze." 

"Yeah..." Honeyshade panted. "But I'm not resting until we win." 

"Please be careful," Fernstar pleaded. Honeyshade nodded and shook herself off, some of her blood spraying onto the grass. She's about to start fighting again when someone knocks her off her feet. A silver tom with brown patches, that Fernstar knew well. 

"GET OFF OF HER!" Fernstar yelled. Birchflight ignored him and kept raking at her face. The Mossclan leader swelled with rage and threw himself at him, freeing Honeyshade from his grasp. 

"Don't stand in my way.. Fernstar," Birchflight spat. 

"I will do what I must in order to protect the forest," Fernstar snarled. "Why would you attack Honeyshade? She's Plumfall's daughter!" 

"That is exactly WHY I must attack! Bluecreek's bloodline doesn't DESERVE to live after what he did to me!" 

"He didn't do anything!" 

"HE STOLE EVERYTHING!" Birchflight shrieked and threw himself at his brother, the two of them becoming nothing but a bundle of fur of claws, blindly lashing at each other. 

"FERNY!" Darkstar quickly rushed to his rescue. His voice made Birchflight freeze. 

"F.. Ferny..?" Birchflight repeated. "No... NO!" 

He sprung off of Fernstar, and both scrambled onto their feet. Birchflight laughs. 

"You really ARE obsessed with him, aren't you? You risked EVERYTHING for him, didn't you?? The FLOWER BOY. That's all he is." 

"What is your problem??"

"I have many," Birchflight admitted. "None of us are perfect. Some of us are just meant to FAIL. Like our mother..." 

"What?? She's lived a fulfilling life. She's happy as an elder." 

"She's DEAD." 

"WHAT??" 

"I killed her. She's. Dead." 

Both fell silent. 

"Why would you do that..." Fernstar choked, trying to fight away the pain in his chest. "She was our mother... Who ELSE have you killed??"