A\N: Welcome back to our series, Dark Dawn! Recently, Dewheart was brutally killed, right in front of Brambleheart's eyes! SHOCKER! Brambleheart took down Wildfang, avenging Dewheart's death, but what she doesn't know was that poor Flamekit saw his father get murdered right in front of his eyes! What will happen to ThunderClan? Will bonds shatter? Let's find out!
Also, before we start I was checking over some things before I was gonna write this story. I noticed that I just totally threw out, Lilykit, Seedkit, Poppyfrost, etc. My bad guys! So many cats you need to keep track of… *sweatdrops*. But for the kits Lilykit and Seedkit, do you guys want me to put them in there somehow or just keep them out.
Also for conformation, Darkflower's name is DARKFLOWER. I'm sorry if I put Breezeflower in there a few times, it is Darkflower.
The trees swayed back and forth, not a large, nor did a small gust hit the forest. The moon shined brightly, foreshadowing all of the many trees and grounds before it. Birds chirped softly, in a gentle soothing voice, harmonizing the forest. The prey scattered all around, free from the antagonizing claws of the felines, for now.
A ginger tom and a pure white she-cat kept a low profile as they approached the den. A young silver she-cat kept her two kits close to her belly, growling in alarm.
"We're not here to hurt you." The ginger tom soothed. The silver she-cat amber eyes were still full of alarm.
"I saw what she did…what she did…she cured my family…" the silver she-cat mewed, fear edging her voice.
"Tell us what you saw." The white she-cat mewed.
"I saw my brother being murdered…" she explained, her heart pumping madly. The white she-cat nodded and came closer.
"Who did the deed?" she asked her voice merely softer then a whisper. The silver cat started shivering.
"A ThunderClan cat, a powerful one…" she admitted. The ginger tom's nose wrinkled instantly.
"ThunderClan…" he growled softly. The silver she-cat's breath hitched.
"What did the cat look like?" The white she-cat asked. The silver she-cat didn't answer, silence filling the den.
"What did it look like?!" She asked once again, her voice obviously filled with agitation. The silver she-cat's eyes had tears flowing through it, some landing on the kits causing them to squeal for their mother.
"Snowbird, quit it." The ginger tom ordered. Snowbird's blue eyes burned into the silver she-cat's amber ones.
"Yes Rowanstar…" Snowbird's voice trailed off, giving off defeat in her voice. Rowanstar nodded and signaled her to leave him and the she-cat alone.
"Silverdawn…" Rowanstar's voice trailed off. "I am so sorry. I promised you I made Wildfang my deputy, but he was murdered by ThunderClan!"
"I know my love. Our kits just won't know their great uncle who would have loved them dearly. It's hard to think about Wildfang not being here, but at least you are going to be here for them." Silverdawn whispered, nuzzling her head to Rowanstar's.
"I have been waiting and waiting to name these little adorable things." Rowanstar mewed excitedly as he nipped one of his kits ear, making them squeal in annoyance.
"There are two toms and a she-cat." Silverdawn smiled. Rowanstar had his amber gaze locked upon his kits with a love he never gaze Tigerheart, Dawnpelt, and Flametail.
Silverdawn rested her head onto Rowanstar's sturdy back. "What are you going to do?" she mewed. "I can't come back to the Clan, not after what Wildfang did do Darkflower. I promised her, and I don't go back on my word." Silverdawn mewed.
"I know you wouldn't, Silverdawn. Now about the kits, shall I bring them to ShadowClan?" he asked. Silence then again filled the den.
"Yes." She mewed, licking her kits' heads ferociously, but with passion.
"I will take care of them." Rowanstar mewed, comforting her with the warmth of his body. Rowanstar slowly closed his eyes, drifting far asleep.
"I need Brambleheart to lead a patrol consisting of Brackenfur, Berrynose, Hazeltail, Molenose and Blossomfall along the ShadowClan border." Lionblaze ordered. Brambleheart groaned as she was one of the dawn patrol leaders.
The patrol quickly sped through the territory, Brambleheart obviously being the fastest due to her ancestry. Brambleheart halted suddenly when a patrol of ShadowClan warriors were lined before her and the patrol. Rowanstar was at the lead, staring right into Brambleheart's blue eyes. They both knew the truth.
"I demand a talk with Squirrelstar." Rowanstar ordered. Brambleheart's fur bristled in anger.
"Maybe she doesn't want to talk to you." Brambleheart snorted sarcastically. A sweatdrop appeared onto Brackenfur's facial features.
"Brambleheart let me handle this." Brackenfur mewed, pushing himself in front of her.
"You need to keep her tamed." Snowbird hissed, edging closer to the border.
Brackenfur shifted uncomfortably as he felt cats lingering in the bushes. Brambleheart slit her eyes, eyeing the growth around her. Snowbird disappeared into the swampy, murky forest.
"Tell her to meet me at sundown." Rowanstar barked almost, and padded away softly, Tawnypelt brushing her pelt against his.
Brambleheart growled loudly before leading the patrol back to the camp. When they got to the camp, Rainpath was attending Squirrelstar's shoulder.
"A fox got loose near WindClan border, so be careful." Squirrelstar warned the patrol. Brackenfur shifted his paws and padded up to Squirrelstar.
"Can I talk to you, it's about ShadowClan." Brackenfur admitted. Squirrelstar nodded, signaling Rainpath that her wound was fine.
Snowtail sauntered into the camp; his eyes drooped heavily with no sleep. Brambleheart noticed this and sat beside him.
"What's wrong Snowtail…?" Brambleheart asked in concern. Snowtail's gaze drifted away.
"They are both gone." Snowtail mewed, his voice trailing off.
"I took care of their killer, and you know that." Brambleheart mewed. She nuzzled her muzzle into his, brushing her pelt against his. Snowtail purred in response.
In the corner of the camp, Rainpath was staring at the couple, tears forming in her eyes.
"Snowtail…"