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I am going to write in Cinderheart's POV this time! Enjoy, suggestions are open.

Erin Hunter © Warriors (I don't own Warriors)


(Cinderheart's POV)

Cinderheart glanced at him, fear deep in her blue eyes. "What?" her clanmates murmured stuff and then Dovewing meowed. "We should get out of here… its die or stay!" she pointed out, looking at her remaining clanmates. Those who are sick, they have to be left behind… she looked at her paws sadly.

"Okay, cats that aren't sick stand here," Dovewing pointed her tail to the apprentice den where they were standing, and a few cats walked over. "Ivypool?" fear was in the grey she-cat's voice. "You're not sick…" her voice was barely a whisper, but Cinderheart could detect the fright in her voice.

"I'm sick Dovewing, nothing can change that…" Ivypool's raspy mew made Cinderheart almost cry. My former apprentice… she can't be sick she thought, looking at the once brave warrior, now, she was small, and apprentice-sized.

"No Ivypool, you're coming with us whether you like it or not!" Dovewing declared and she bounded over to her sister, tears in her brilliant blue eyes. "No I'm not Dovewing, I'll spread it… so you can't get more members for your new clan," she whispered and she didn't even look at her sister as she walked away.

Dovewing let out a grief-stricken wail. "Why StarClan… Why?" she spat, digging her claws into the ground with frustration. Cinderheart had lost her sister, and her parents… she knew the pain the young grey cat was going through.

She shook her head and looked at the healthy cats.

There was Cherrypaw, daughter of Poppyfrost and Berrynose. Poppyfrost was dead, and she was Cinderheart's sister, so the grey tabby still had her niece left. She was super enthusiastic about everything, well, until her brother died.

There was Leafpool and Squirrelflight, daughters of the great Firestar. They were really close sisters, and they looked grief-stricken to see all their clanmates this way, they had lost their mother to this sickness.

And there was Dovewing, Amberkit and Lilykit remaining there. Wow, only eight of our warriors have been protected from this disease!

Cinderheart glanced at her mate, Lionblaze. Amberkit and Lilykit were sitting quiet; the kits had enjoyed playing since the disease had started. They'd lost their littermates, and their parents. Lilykit was her little sister, and she was glad of that.

Lionblaze gave her a small smile, small enough that she wondered if she imagined it. "We need to go now," the sick cats looked horrified, knowing their fate was to die. Bramblestar voice came out of nowhere. "Go Squirrelflight, I know you can do it," he whispered, and Cinderheart whirled around to see the two cats exchanging last words.

"I'm expecting your kits… I want you to know that, I didn't want to tell you, since you were so distressed, but since it has come to this… you're going to be a father," she whispered. "I'll see you in my dreams Bramblestar," the ginger cat had never seemed so down, her tail drooped, her ears drooped, and her head drooped.

Even when Bramblestar left her, she wasn't this depressed. Maybe it's because she knows she can't get him back.
"Goodbye," all the cats said in unison. "Goodbye ThunderClan," she whispered, and her clanmates' watched her as the group vanished out the fern tunnel.


(Dovewing's POV)

Dovewing carried Amberkit, the small kit made so movement and she occasionally twitched an ear or so. Ivypool, I'm so sorry, if we'd left earlier, you wouldn't be sick, or in pain. We'd be safe, happy, and I'd be happy.

"Where are we going?" she asked Lionblaze through muffled fur. Lionblaze didn't look at her, and he kept walking too. "To look for survivors," he pointed out.

Dovewing bristled. "I'm not teaming up with ShadowClan cats!" she snarled, and Amberkit let out a terrified squeal before breaking free from her grip and scampering towards Cinderheart, who was holding Lilykit.

Stupid kit she thought. Tigerheart, realization hit her, I lost my mate, and maybe I can find a friend in him, if he's alive. And knowing my luck, he's probably not.


The pale grey she-cat found out they were going into ShadowClan first, and then to RiverClan, and then finally WindClan, where they could head to the Moonpool for answers. Unfortunately no one knows where that pool is she rolled her eyes, knowing it was no surprise.

"We're at the border," Lionblaze informed. The pine oaks seemed darker, denser, and she stuck close to Leafpool and Squirrelflight, the only cats who could probably stand her.

"Should we go to camp?" Dovewing asked, her eyes narrowed with the thought. "It depends, if we find them first, then we won't have to,"

"They'll find us first…" she pointed out, twitching her nose and walking forward. "ThunderClan warriors!"


Dovewing recognized the mew, and excitement sizzled through her. She whirled around and saw him coming towards them, five other cats following, but she didn't care. She raced up to him and told him everything, knowing he would care.

"Calm down Dovewing, everything will be alright," he soothed her and the sound of his voice made her feel better. "Are you the survivors?" she asked.

A tom stepped forward. "Yes," the light brown tabby informed, looking annoyed at the ThunderClan warriors. "Why are you here?" a dark grey tom asked and Dovewing recognized Scorchfur from the gatherings.

"We are looking for you, we are gathering the survivors. Lionblaze apparently had a sign from StarClan," Dovewing did the talking.

"Are any of you sick?" a grey she-cat, identical to Scorchfur, but she had black paws, spoke nervously. "No, we are all healthy," Dovewing felt worried. ShadowClan cats are never this wary and scared; it looks like when the Darkforest attacked, but worse!

A small apprentice glared at them. "Good,"

"So, introduce?" she suggested and Tigerheart purred in amusement. "I'm Tigerheart, this is my sister Dawnpelt," he pointed his tail to the cream-furred she-cat who looked distrustful.

"I'm Scorchfur, this is Shrewfoot, and Owlclaw," Scorchfur meowed carefully, looking at the ThunderClan patrol. "And I'm Mistpaw!" the spiky furred cat yowled, causing a flock of birds to go flying. "Shut up!" Shrewfoot scolded and Dovewing laughed quietly.

"We need to head to RiverClan, maybe there are some survivors there?" Cinderheart suggested, stepping forward. "We should leave now; get out of this horrible place!" Dawnpelt argued, bristling. "We need to find everyone!" Tigerheart shoved his sister, and looked at Dovewing, causing her to blush.

"Everyone who thinks we should go to RiverClan stand with Tigerheart," Dawnpelt growled and Shrewfoot and Owlclaw walked over to Tigerheart. "There are four clans in this forest, we need to save all of them," Shrewfoot meowed, looking at Dovewing, a smile on her face.

"It's been decided. We shall go to RiverClan at dawn!"


Okay, how was that? Thanks to all the reviewers! Anyway, read/review/follow/favourite!

-Read (You get a Shrewfoot and Scorchfur plushie)

-Review (You get a Dovewing and Tigerheart plushie)

-Follow (You get a Leafpool and Squirrelflight plushie)

-Favourite (You get all three! And a BONUS Cinderheart eating an Icecream plushie!)

Total Words - 1,203 words

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