Afraid
Summary: Did anyone ever wonder why Tigerstar fled from the Moonstone back when he was Tigerclaw? This is what I think happened. Oneshot. TigerCLAW POV.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN WARRIORS. The genius Erin Hunter does.
I remember when Bluestar brought that mouse-brained kittypet into the clan.
Firepaw.
His name leaves a foul taste in my mouth.
But she thought he was very important.
Important enough for her to take him to the Moonstone along with Graypaw, Ravenpaw, and myself. I'd been to the Moonstone before, of course. Every apprentice goes to the Moonstone before their warrior ceremony.
But this time was different.
This time, I arrived at the Moonstone as a murderer. I'd killed Redtail, hoping to take over the position of deputy. I'd forgotten that Starclan sees everything.
The moment I stepped into the cave and let my gaze drift over the Moonstone, I knew that I wasn't wanted there.
"Murder." "You killed Redtail!" "You're not welcome here."
The accusing whispers of hundreds of Starclan cats sounded in my ears, crashing down on me like thunder in a storm.
Suddenly, they stopped. Only for a moment, as the familiar scent of Redtail wound itself around the air, almost choking me.
"My death will be avenged, Tigerclaw." Redtail's voice murmured in my ear. Then, smelling my own fear-scent, I ran from the cave.
I'd hoped never to return. But nothing goes the way you want it.
Redtail's promise came all too soon, when Scourge ripped my lives away with one blow. The last thing I saw were Redtail's eyes in the darkness, full of forgiveness for what had happened. But I wouldn't accept it.
Now I'm in the Dark Forest, for eternity.