So, i've been thing of doing this one-shot for awhile now. And deciced, nothing else to do. Then i'll do it know, so here ya go!
Suntuft's Death
Sunlight dappled the StormClan's camp. Dim, morning light fluttered from the swaying reeds and whispers of the weeping willows.
Suntuft looked from the woven brambles, tree limbs of weeping willows hung down, swaying infront of the golden she-cat.
"Ready for dawn protrol?" Bluemist asked, her green gaze flashing to Suntuft. "Darkflower ordered for me to lead it, and you and Badgerclaw to join."
Suntuft casted her littermate a dark glare. Darkflower, a slender, skinny black tabby with hate burning in her amber eyes. The same amber eyes that Suntuft had.
She shivered, her sister had hatered her ever since she cased Yellowowl's death. She knew that if she had been a little quicker..the yellow tabby would've lived.
Bluemist flicked her tailtip onto Suntuft's shoulder. "Don't blame yourself, Darkflower will learn to forgive you someday." She meowed softly, her green gaze flickered to the StormClan deputy.
Suntuft sighed inwardly. I hope so. She followed Bluemist to the prey-pile. Fish, and a few voles laid soggily.
"What is this?" She complained, her striped tail lashing. She looked around camp, of corse it was wet. Fawnpaw and Sootpaw were sitting by the elders, Cloudfoot, Dawnyfeather and Owlspot's eating prey, dry prey.
Suntuft narrowed her eyes. "Most of the Clan's fresh-kill is at their paws, thats not how this works." She growled, anger burning in her belly. No wounder they needed two more hunting protrols, just going out. She leaped nimbly over a small flow of water. Her paws landing on slipperly pebbles, she padded over her gaze stern as she looked from Fawnpaw to Sootpaw.
"Go join two seperate hunting protrols, now. Then when you come back, nothing is for you. You ate more then your share." She ordered, her fur bristling.
Sootpaw nodded, the pale mottle gray tom quickly jumping to his paws, with wide green eyes. "Y-yes Suntuft." He murmured, his head swinging back to look at his sister. "Come on Featherpaw, the hunting protrols are leaving."
Featherpaw, a smaller silver she-cat with white paws and a lashing white-striped tail looked at Suntuft. "No, you're not our mentors, nore Darkflower." She hissed, her blue gaze was dark and watery, a dare blazing in the apprentice's gaze.
Suntuft rised her muzzle. "Fine, i bet that the elders would love to have their nest cleaned, fleas and ticks removed and a fresh grooming from a apprentice all in one day?" Suntuft meowed, getting to her paws, she glanced at Featherpaw. "Or you could hunt."
Featherpaw growled. "Fine!" She stompted off, nearly pushing her brother to the ground as she raced passed.
Bluemist walked up, Badgerclaw at her side. "Lets go, if your done scolding the apprentices." She added, teasingly.
Suntuft nodded, her gaze softened. "Lets go, i can't wait to rid of the RainClan stench on the border."
Suntuft sniffed close to a bush. RainClan scent was fresh, and it stinged her nose to just breath the smell in. She turned to Badgerclaw, the large black-and-white tom was re-newing the scent markers.
Bluemist padded up, a squirrel in her jaws. "Found a squirrel, want to share?" She asked, dropping the woods-land prey.
Suntuft's belly rumbled, reminding her she hadn't ate since sundown, yesterday. "Why not, Sootpaw and Featherpaw ate all the prey back home." She mumbled.
Badgerclaw sat down, his gaze on the RainClan lands. "I'll keep a watch-out." He meowed, his yellow eyes flickering to her. "Just to be safe, we all know RainClan likes surpirse attacks."
Suntuft nodded curtly. RainClan has given StormClan many attackes, mostly over prey that they 'thought' they saw StormClan warriors steal. "Sure, well save you some."
Bluemist rolled her eyes. "He ate a mouse, back at the camp. He can sit out and not eat till we head back home." She argrued, lashing her tail. "Now, lets eat. I'm starving!"
Suntuft crouched beside the squirrel, a red squirrel to add. Which, of corse, been Suntuft's faverite land-prey since she was a kit. Taking swith bites, she savered the wood tast of the red squirrel.
"Hey-Look at this!" Badgerclaw was walking to a clump of bracken. His head lowered and ears bent back. "RainClan." He spat, his teeth bared as a dark red colored tabby lead a group of three cats.
Bluemist growled, swiping her tougue over her muzzle. "Can't finish a good meal before RainClan comes into our terrtiory, can we?" She snapped, her blue-gray pelt bristled and green eyes narrowed at the new-comers.
Badgerclaw rised his head. "I know this cat, your Sandnose, and thats your newest apprentice, Gnatpaw." He meowed, his voice growing into a sneer. "You just had to find a kittypet to join your Clan, Sapstar always was a weaker leader."
A sand-colored tabby stepped forward. A glare in his amber eyes and his long tail lashing. "Leave Gnatpaw out of this, hes a good apprentice." Sandnose spat, he looked at a smaller, white tom with ringed, muddy looking paws.
The red tabby who lead the group hissed. "You stole prey from us, so well repay the favor." He growled, walking around Badgerclaw as he looked at Bluemist.
Suntuft had been silent, her golden pelt was bristled. But she forced her fur to lay down. And rised her amber eyes challagingly. "We didn't steal anything, StormClan has nothing to do with missing prey." She meowed, her plumply tail sweeping the ground, leafs shaddering around her.
The leading tom growled one word, hate filled his gaze. And, for Suntuft it was just like Darkflowers hate. Something to be meroeized by, to stop and feel useless, and defendless.
But she springed into the fight as she heared the RainClan's warriors demand. "Attack!"
Suntuft was lashing out at Sandnose. Her claws raked his muzzle, as she stood her defence. With Gnatpaw racing in to paw at her legs, she gotten a good swat to the white-toms face.
Sandnose leaped, claws gleaming in the sun-light. He lashed at her chest, as she felt claws digging into her flank. Twisting she shook herself, trying to ride herself of Gnatpaw as his teeth fastened into her side.
"Bluemist!" She screeched, she found herself staggering, Gnatpaw's claws were torn away as the gray-blue she-cat had her claws into the young tom's side. Pulling him back as she landed a few blows to the apprentice's belly.
"And stay out!" Bluemist bared her teeth, only to be pounced on by the red tom.
Suntuft's gaze was pulled away as she felt pain bloom in her neck. Sandnose had his bloody claw marks on his neck, his teeth bared he lunched forward.
Dodging him she raced for the river, she could out-swim any RainClan cats. But she felt her paws twist under a gnarled root. Tripping she landed onto her belly, paws twisted as she gazed up. Her vision blurred into almost nothing.
Sandnose walked to her side. His fur bristled, but fear-scent suddenly came off the tom. "I-i was fighting..i never ment to kill her!" His voice was suddenly small, a whine whimpered in the warrior's voice.
There was a growl, "She desurves to die," Then Suntuft felt a roaring pain as unsheathed paws hammered down onto her skull.
The last thing she saw, was her own scarlet blood flying in the dim, morning air.
