Last breath
Ash
(A light gray she-cat with amber eyes)
Life is a gift. Every breath is a gift. I wasted that gift, took it for granted, like all other cats. But now that last breath is gone. For that last second, I realized my life had been wasted. That last breath spent as a warrior of BloodClan.
Battling cats screeched with furry. Claws tore pelts and teeth sunk deep into flesh. Forest clans and BloodClan met in battle for the rights to rule the woods. Cats lives ended before me, and nothing seemed to matter but winning.
A pale tabby tom with dark black stripes jumped in front of me. His claws unsheathed and teeth bared.
I made the first move, diving over him and landing behind. Quick as lightning he spun around but I had jumped again, high over his head. The second jump confused him, giving me the advantage. My claws raked both sides of his flank. Then dug into his leg as I propelled myself underneath. Belly fur ripped as I competed my dive under. He was just slamming down trying to crush me when I dashed out. I slashed my claws down his surprised face. He snarled, shaking blood over the grass. I leaped up again landing squarely on his back, my claws sinking in.
Just as he tried to shake me off I jumped again, biting down hard on his tail. This battle was won even before it began!
Then teeth sunk deep into my own tail. Behind me was a long haired gray tom. "Need some help, Longtail?" He asked.
"Thanks, Graystripe." Longtail breathed.
Suddenly they were both clawing, blood trickling through my gray pelt, staining the ground. Fear pulsed through my veins, I had never fought off two warriors before.
But that didn't mean it was impossible. My claws slashed, raking both muzzles at once. My powerful hind legs pushed off the ground and I flew straight over them. My claws raked Graystripe's flank while I bit down on Longtail's hind leg. I would take down the pale tabby first then fight the other.
I had both in my sight but then something grabbed and dragged me away by the tail again. I whirled around, expecting more enemies, but instead I was staring straight into the eyes of a gray she-cat. Her hind leg was crippled yet she held determination in her gaze. She hissed in defence, but my only thought was why this pathetic limping cat wanted to fight me.
A screech averted my attention. A dark brown tom from BloodClan was began battling the grey tom. So at least I had some help. The pale tabby seemed torn between helping his friends, and saving the she-cat behind me. In the end, he chose me." Stay out of this, Cinderpelt!" Longtail growled, keeping his gaze trained on me.
I leapt at the tom without hesitation. But he knew my battle style, and jumped too. Before I could land, his greater weight slammed into me, shoving me into the ground. He pinned me down and set a heavy paw on my neck, pushing down hard. I choked trying to breath, weakly clawing as his leg while my lungs screamed. Then his claws extended, and pierced my neck.
I fought for breath as blood spilled out. I felt my very life ebbing away. Death is something I never wanted, but something I deserved. But never had I thought I would meet it this way.
Somewhere far the pain seared my body, but now I felt nothing. My eyes slowly closes, my limbs jerked uncontrollably. He had done it. He had killed me.
Finally my gray flanks heaved one last time then fell still. My final breath was gone. Spent in a useless battle.
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