I had to keep running, even after my brothers called after me. I didn't know where I would go, but I had to get away from my Clan. How could I be trusted when my very existence broke two sacred codes? My father was a WindClan warrior, and my mother was the medicine lady. Half-Clan warriors were lower than dirt to the four Clans.
I couldn't get Leafpool's distraught face out of the back of my mind. The look she gave me when I tried to poison her. The way she ducked in embarrassment when the truth was finally announced at the gathering.
Crowfeather had tried to deny it, claiming to only have his WindClan family. Breezepelt had looked irritated while Nightcloud glared at my mother.
Squirrelflight was the next to flash in my mind. The orange-haired woman admitting to Ashfur that she wasn't our mother in that deadly fire. Giving the man the info he needed to ruin our lives.
Ashfur!
I also remember how my blade slashed against his throat, my hands dragging him into the river, trying to hide my deed. It had to be done! I was doing it for my Clan.
The warrior code was everything to me. It was my main sense of control, leading me down my path. But it wasn't enough to stop the lies.
"Hollyleaf, come back!" Lionblaze yelled, keeping a hand on Jayfeather to help guide our blind brother.
"No!" I picked up my pace, finding the tunnels that Lionblaze and Heathertail once played in. Where we had to rescue those kids. I panicked and rushed into the first one I could.
I stopped when I heard a loud cracking noise. Was it what I think it was?
"Holly-"
I let out a yelp when the wall started to collapse. I tried running, but more dirt fell. The entrance was shut off as the roof began to fall, burying me. I fell to the ground and my vision went blank.