Day 3

Cats Remaining:

Stonefur

Silverstream

Rainflower

Troutpaw

Pricklekit

Ivypool

Bumblestripe

Mosskit

Hawkheart

Dawnflower

Heathertail

Swallowkit

Russetfur

Tigerheart

Brackenfoot

Marshkit

~Tigerheart's POV~

I raced towards the moors, following Bumblestripe's scent trail. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon. The lazy ThunderClan tom wouldn't even be expecting it. You don't deserve him, Dovewing. My fur rippled in the morning breeze, and morning dew splashed onto my paws. I will see you again.

Grasses scratched my sides and I stopped, twitching one ear to the left. A faint snarl drifted from across the prairie. An angry yowl followed. A fight! I turned and bounded towards the sound, crouching down to peer through the grass. Russetfur was there, her red fur spiked in fury, facing Heathertail, whose violet eyes blazed.

As I watched, Russetfur darted in and raked her claws down Heathertail's side with a screech, and the two began an eerie, deathly dance. Swipe, crouch, retreat. Leap, twist, drop. I began to creep around the little clearing, circling the WindClan she-cat. The wind covered any sound my paws made and brought Heathertail's scent straight to me.

I was directly behind Heathertail when the wind changed. Instantly my quarry turned and lashed out, tearing my nose open. I shrieked and leaped on her back, jumping off before she could crush me. Russetfur barely faltered at my appearance, merely nodding quickly and slashing at Heathertail's throat.

The tabby dodged and dropped. I shoved her over, exposing her belly. My Clanmate slit Heathertail from belly to tail, and the WindClan cat screamed in pure agony. Her blood stained the churned up soil red. "Heathertail!" Tigerstar caterwauled from the island.

Russetfur stood, panting. The bloodlust faded from her eyes, and we exchanged a long glance. I won't attack you if you don't attack me because I'm hurt, but if you stay I'll have to kill you, her green orbs conveyed silently. I dipped my head and backed out of the clearing. She stalked the opposite direction, her tail lashing behind her.

Instantly I heard rustling from directly behind me. Turning, I saw the tip of a soft, half kittypet tail whisk through the grass.

Smiling, I tracked him through the moors, watching Bumblestripe weave towards ThunderClan and familiar territory.

The sunhigh light was making me sleepy. Blinking, I sat down, lazily letting Bumblestripe escape. I can kill him later. "Swallowkit!" Tigerstar bellowed. My ears perked up. Swallowkit was the first kit to die. I waited for my dark tabby relative to announce Dawnflower's death. The WindClan she-cat seemed to be Swallowkit's protector.

After a few moments, I relaxed. Dawnflower had obviously gotten away from Swallowkit's murderer. My tail twitched and I stood up, then was bombarded by another round of screeches. "Troutpaw!" Tigerstar announced the death in sync with horrified yowls, fleeing the scene. My claws slid out.

The sun was going down. Soon the day would be over, and hopefully I would still be alive. The pawsteps were heading away from me now, and I began to head farther into the moor. A rabbit flashed across my path; quickly I caught it and settled down to eat it. The rye was scratchy, but hopefully it would disguise my scent. With a sigh, I turned onto my back. Tomorrow was another day.

Sorry for the wait! I was busy for quite a while. Anyway, I am now accepting sponsorships! How it works:

1) Pick a cat to sponsor.

2) Review or PM me what you want to sponsor the cat. (Food, herbs, etc.)

Only one cat per sponsor, please. Also, to clear some things up, the border is the territory borders, and the kits all had strongish fighters protecting them. I guess Dawnflower wasn't strong enough. :/

I hope you enjoyed!

~Jade