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Where is it? Come on Hollyflower! Where is it? Giving out a sigh of relief she found what she was looking for. She burrowed her muzzle down into the moss and picked out the thorn that was been keeping her awake. She rested her head on her paws and watched the two sleeping forms of her kits. Nightkit and Willowkit were nestled in their nest together and Hollyflower couldn't help but think that Moonkit should be with them.
Firepelt had insisted that Moonkit be moved to the medicine den so her other kits wouldn't get sick. Hollyflower had made quite a scene trying to keep her precious daughter away from the crazed medicine cat, but Pinestar had insisted and Rainclaw had sided with the clan leader. Rainclaw. She couldn't even think about the tom without wanting to claw his ears off. He had given her a pity look and sided with their leader over her. Over her! She knew the look he had given her when she had talked to him and told him what Firepelt had said, he thought she was lying.
Of course whenever they had confronted the medicine cat she had denied that her talk had ever happened, that lying she-cat. Being a medicine cat, someone who shares with StarClan, everyone naturally believed her. Even Rainclaw. He had believed that lying she-cat devil. Hollyflower was so energized on adrenaline, she kept shifting in her nest. It had been two days since Moonkit moved to the nursery. Two days of agonizing sleep. Two days since her fight with her mate. Two days since Firepelt had made the dark promise.
Willowkit rose her head, "Hollyflower?" she murmured sleepily,
"I'm sorry Willowkit did I wake you up?" Willowkit nodded drowsily and closed her eyes again,
Hollyflower purred hoping to get her kit back to sleep, finally she couldn't stand it anymore, rising carefully she snuck out of the den and raced out of camp. Mousetooth was guarding the entrance, "Who's there?" his meow rang out,
"Shh!" Hollyflower shushed him not wanting to wake up any more cats, "It's just me." Mousetooth visibly relaxed and stared at her quizzically,
"Where are you going this late at night?" he demanded, Hollyflower narrowed her eyes at his harsh tone,
"I'm just going on a run. I can't sleep and didn't want to wake up Doveheart or my kits." Mousetooth accepted this and nodded her on. Shaking her head Hollyflower took off running through the forest. The cool night air felt wonderful as it whistled through her fur. Her paws flew over the snow covered ground and everything was just wonderful, she felt free. She came to a slow stop, flanks heaving, when she reached a river bank, it was dead, no river lit up the barren ditch, this was the river bed where Rivergone had gotten her name from. The river that took her mate away then just stopped flowing, as if it to where grieving for her loss.
Suddenly a screech split the air. Hollyflower turned back and dashed toward camp, as she got closer she realized it was Doveheart screeching, 'The kits!' she thought as she broke through the unguarded camp entrance. Hollyflower ran faster as she neared the nursery and the tang of blood of strong in the air. Hollyflower's heartbeat was rapid and she took a deep calming breath before stepping into the nursery and wished she hadn't. Everything was intact except for two things, Doveheart's head was tilted up and anguished cries rose in the air, the second thing was two tiny, motionless bodies lie in the center of the nursery. One was a black as night kit with blank blue eyes, the other was a black and white dappled she-cat with glazed green eyes. Hollyflower felt her heart break as she realized that the two motionless bodies were her own, two, precious kits, Nightkit and Willowkit.
Deep gashes ran at their tiny throats and blood pooled around their bodies. Hollyflower spun around and let out and anguished yowl, her heart-break turned into fury and she wanted to sink her claws into the cat responsible, she wanted to tear out their throat and hope they didn't make it to StarClan. She wanted some-cat, and one name was at the top of her list, one cat that had always seemed to make her life miserable, one cat that had promised to get rid of her kits once and for all. She wanted Firepelt.
With a dangerous growl Hollyflower whipped out of the den and shoved through the mass of cats outside the nursery, her heart quickening as she realized Moonkit was in the medicine den with the evil cat. Her mind so intent on her prey she didn't stop and scent the air, didn't realize how fake the Treeclan scent smelled in the nursery, didn't smell a faint scent of Mountainclan, the faint scent of Moonshade, the cat who loved Rainclaw.
Uh-oh! What will happen next? Same drill as last time, send me your warriors if you want them in my story!
Next Chapter: Battle coming up. Betrayals from a certain cat. Is Moonkit dead?
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