First challenge I've done with BunnyClan.
Fawnwillow trotted through the meadows of outside WindClan with a loner, searching for the long-lost Clan that her ancestors had told her about. She remembered her dream of Nightcloud beckoning her to come bring back the evacuated Clan out from their generation-long exodus. The black cat had said she could not take anyone with her, save for a cat she had selected. She had showed her an image of a ThunderClan cat named Hawkwing. The two had met during a Gathering and left the next morning for the journey to find WindClan.
Unfortunately, the Dark Forest was determined to keep WindClan from being brought back to the Clans, so they sent some of their warriors in the form of allies to trick them into either killing themselves or turning back on their missions. They had been through many things together. Hawkwing helped Fawnwillow get stronger in her fighting skill. Fawnwillow taught Hawkwing to believe that it was all right to feel emotions. Hawkwing taught Fawnwillow to be brave. Fawnwillow helped Hawkwing convincing himself that he shouldn't commit suicide.
They'd gone through everything.
The previous day, she, Hawkwing, and their loner friend, Quail, had gotten held up by an attacking Dark Forest patrol of six or seven cats. She remembered scrambling to a hiding place, underneath a tree trunk. He had looked out at the patrol, trying to assess their skills. He'd insisted they'd go without him. She had insisted otherwise.
"The prophecy matters more than I do," he had said, courage blazing in his gold eyes. "Go find WindClan and bring them back to the other Clans." He had nuzzled her affectionately, then bolted in the opposite direction, distracting the patrol from Fawnwillow and Quail.
She turned the prophecy, "On the back of the fawn and the wings of the hawk will the wind return," over and over in her mind. Even though it was rather vague on how they'd do it, it was rather obvious who would accomplish the prophecy.
A tap from Quail's tail-tip brought Fawnwillow back to reality. "Look!" She meowed, pointing with her tail.
There was a small group of cats gathered in a meadow, kits tumbling around, adults grooming each other or talking, young cats practicing their fighting moves.
"It's WindClan!" Fawnwillow's pale yellow eyes lightened up. "We found WindClan!"
"I'm glad to hear that!"
The she-cats turned to a rugged brown tom walking out of the forest they'd just came out of, clumps of fur missing from his pelt.
"Hawkwing!" Fawnwillow cried, running back to him to give an affectionate neck rub. His pelt was much more messy than she expected, his body was covered in scratches, and he reeked of those foul Dark Forest cats, but he was alive! "I thought you'd never escape from them!"
Hawkwing purred in amusement. "It'll take more than a few starless cats to keep me from biting the dust."
Fawnwillow didn't move, completely enthralled that he was still alive. She took in his presence and didn't ever want to let him go. "Don't do that to me again..."
"I won't, Fawnwillow, I won't..."
Once Fawnwillow backed out of his neck, they left to meet the long-lost Clan.
Fawnwillow perched on a rock just outside of camp, observing the slightly hilly landscape. Mountains reached for the sky far in the distance, clouds lingering around their stretched bodies. Grass swayed in the melody of the wind, crickets and birds harmonizing and adding to the symphony. The sun was rather shy that day, peeking through the clouds every so often. The scents drifting from behind her alerted her of another cat. She whipped around to see who it was.
"Oh, hello, Hawkwing!"
The brown cat nodded and sat beside her on the rock. "So... We found WindClan."
"Yep."
"That's half of our job done."
Fawnwillow smiled. "Yep."
"So..." He paused, staring out into the distance. "Do you think I'll go back to ThunderClan and you'll go back to ShadowClan once we bring WindClan back?"
Fawnwillow sighed. "Yep..."
Hawkwing caught her gaze, staring into her soft eyes. "I won't be going back to ThunderClan, though."
She looked back at him. "You won't?!"
"Nope," his tail curled around hers. "I have something else for me in WindClan that ThunderClan doesn't have."
"Is that me?"
"Yes." He smiled, a genuine, sweet smile. "All I need is for you to abandon ShadowClan and live with me in WindClan." His forehead touched with hers. "I love you, Fawnwillow. I don't want to let you go."
Fawnwillow widened her eyes, she thought over her choice. "Okay, I'll live with you in WindClan."
Hawkwing nuzzled her. "I'm glad to hear that." He stood, stretching out. The tom stood upright. "But that's not what I came here for..."
Fawnwillow's brows scrunched together. "What...?"
"I didn't come here to say 'I love you'..." He turned toward her direction. "I came here to say 'you failed'."
The light brown she-cat slid off the rock backwards. "Hawkwing? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, my dear," Hawkwing's mouth dripped with a black liquid. His voice was... off... "Nothing is wrong!"
Fawnwillow stared wide-eyed at the tom, backing away. "What...?"
His eyes darkened to soulless black orbs. "I didn't think I'd have to do this so soon."
"Hawkwing! What are you doing?!"
"I couldn't just idle around and let you bring back WindClan." Hawkwing's maw bore a horrific smile, his teeth slightly yellowed. "Hawkwing failed!"
Fawnwillow screeched in terror, backing up to a lonely tree in the middle of the meadow.
"Run away from WindClan now and swear you'll never come back," the tom said, unsheathing his claws. "Or suffer the same fate as your dear friend!"
The she-cat growled. This is not Hawkwing! This is some shadow of Hawkwing! Her claws unsheathed. "NO!"
She lunged out, raking her claws down his face and chomping his ear, hoping to make it bleed. Her teeth sunk into his ear, piercing his flesh. "You're not Hawkwing!" A piece of his ear flung out of her mouth, making the tom howl with pain. Fawnwillow slipped away and observed him from a distance.
Hawkwing writhed in pain. "Fawnwillow, what are you doing?! It's me, Hawkwing!"
She recognized the voice, that was him. What am I doing?! Why am I attacking Hawkwing?! Her eyes remained wide, staring at her friend. Am I seeing things? What's wrong with me...? Why did I attack him like that?! She looked off in the direction of camp, hoping someone was close enough to get their help.
Hawkwing stood and launched at Fawnwillow, pinning her to the ground.
No! This isn't Hawkwing! She used her hind claws to strike his belly, stunning him momentarily. She sprinted for camp, slowed down a little by the fact that she was worn out. While running, a glimpse of a cat lying in the meadow caught her attention. She paused, trying to identify it.
The corpse of a brown and white she-cat shook her mind. Quail... Not far away, a black and white tom also laid dead. No, not Badgerstar... She looked around, finding more high-ranking members of the Clan sprawled on the ground, dead. The deputy... the medicine cat... the senior warriors... Oh, StarClan, no...
She was too distraught to see a dark shape rise out of Hawkwing's collapsed body, then plunge back in, bringing life once again. The tom pounced on her, raking his long claws down her sides. Fawnwillow did her best to fight him back, but she knew he was considerably stronger than her. After what seemed like an eternity, Hawkwing finally pinned her down.
"You put up a good fight..." He mewed, blood dripping from his face. "You would've made such a good Dark Forest cat..."
With one swift movement, he hurled her at a nearby rock. Upon impact, a sickly crack launched through her neck, followed by an overwhelming amount of pain.
It's too much... I can't...
The only thing she saw was Hawkwing's sadistic smile.
Then Fawnwillow was no more.