Dustyfoot stared across the land of battling cats. Some aimed for the neck while others tried to defend their companions. Dustyfoot was a new warrior, but that didn't stop her from fighting well.
She was in Birchclan. The other three other clans were Lakeclan, Flashclan, and Cliffclan. Dustyfoot had to agree Lakeclan were tearing through their own cats faster than she ate mice.
Even though even she knew that wasn't true, thats just the theory. She honestly thought Lakeclan was stronger. It wasn't Lakeclan, but Birchclan who was losing warriors fast.
Why you ask? Lakeclan. Each moon Lakeclan got greedier and greedier with what they had, and they took it all out on Birchclan.
One reason she couldn't fight back, was she had a secret crush in Lakeclan. Her mother was Birchclan leader, and Dustyfoot knew she could never betray her own mother. When she thought of that, her heart ached.
Not only for her crush, but her mom. How would she feel? How would her crush feel? Then her crush came into mind. The handsome blazing orange tom liked her also.. Thats how you'd explain them meeting every night.
Fighting his clanmates was like taking one of her mothers lives. That hurt, a lot. Though Dustyfoot really wanted to join her crush, Blazingfur, she could never leave the clan. And relationships that went down that road never succeeded. Dustyfoot gasped and her heart cracked. Blazingfur was attacking Dovestar, her mother, her own flesh and blood. What do i do?! Dustyfoot thinks frantically. She was running out of time.
Blazingfur was a very powerful cat. Powerful enough to take all her mothers lives. She wailed and leapt at Blazingfur and knocked him over and whispered in his ear, "That's my mother!" He looked at her in supprise then nodded. "Sorry, Dustyfoot." She nodded and kicked him away and he had a hurt look in his eyes.
I'm so sorry! She thought her eyes blazing with grief. Blazingfur seemed to understand and he nodded curtly. Dustyfoot turned back only to see the worst thing ever, her mother lying on the ground, her eyes closed. The worst part was... She wasn't breathing. That broke Dustyfoot's heart.
Blazefur had taken her 5th life, now she was on her sixth. She had nine lives. Dustyfoot beamed with fury. Why, of all cats, did Blazingfur have to be the one. She still beamed with fury. Her love had killed her mother. Even though she has nine lives. What if she didn't? Dustyfoot sighed. She had to face the fact they were in different clans. This would never work out.
Maybe she could convince Blazingfur to join Birchclan. But Blazingfur always talked about Birchclan at gatherings. He said they were weak and foolish. Also that they had no chance of survival. Frankly, it was quite insulting. More the reason because he talked to other clans.
Calling Birchclan useless to the other clans was like saying he hated her and never wanted to talk to her ever again. She growled. Then Dustyfoot spotted Blazingfur among the throng of fighting cats. And she barreled into him. Blazingfur yowled into suprised and clawed her neck, then he realized it was her. "Dustyfoot! No!" He yowled and pressed his muzzle into her fur as she bled into the grass...