Chapter Twelve
"WindClan!" Thrushpelt repeated. "WindClan is attacking the camp!"
Wails and yowls were faintly echoing around the forest.
Talonclaw started to charge towards the camp. " Come on!" she shrieked.
WindClan attacking! She thought to herself. Because of the prey supposedly stolen by my Clan? She'd rip those mangy moor cats to shreds.
She burst through the gorse tunnel and a terrible scene met her eyes. Pools of blood lay everywhere. Cries rent the air, fur flew and claws flashed in the sunlight.
She spotted an enemy cat clawing tufts of fur out of Fuzzpelt's belly. Talonclaw bunched her hind legs and leaped on the tom. She batted him between the ears with wickedly sharp claws. He yowled and twisted to scratch her eyes. Fuzzypelt scrambled free and helped beat the cat back until he turned, yowling, and ran from the camp.
Talonclaw looked about the camp. Moonflower, Stormtail and Stonepelt were fighting valiantly to defend the nursery. Sunfall and Shadowclaw stood guarding the medicine cat's den, while Goosepaw rushed around the camp helping injured clanmates. A WindClan cat leaped for him but he slithered quickly out of her way and nipped at her with razor sharp teeth.
Talonclaw was about to charge a warrior sneaking towards Poppydawn's unprotected back when she heard a yowl erupt from High Rock. Pinestar and Heatherstar were battling viciously on top of the precariously high ledge. They were having trouble maintaining their balance and fighting. Talonclaw watched in horror as Heatherstar's paw collided with Pinestar's muzzle, sending him staggering. He clawed uselessly at the stone as he slid towards the edge. Heatherstar reached out and clawed his ears.
"NO!" Talonclaw raced forward and jumped onto the rock in one leap.
Pinestar was hanging onto the edge of the rock, his hind legs dangling in the air. The only thing keeping him from falling was an indent in the rock, where his paw was jammed.
The young tabby she-cat watched in horror as Heatherstar reached out her muzzle to bite the leader. Talonclaw leaped onto her back and sent them both flying. But she was too late. Heatherstar's work was fatal. The leader had fallen to his death below.
Blinded by hatred for the murderer she-cat, Talonclaw clawed and scratched at her, not caring where she wounded the cat. Suddenly, she felt strong paws tugging her away from the cat. She looked up into Sunfall's sad golden eyes.
Seeing her chance to escape, Heatherstar scrambled up and jumped down calling a retreat to her cats. The WindClan cats streamed out of the clearing. Not one ThunderClan cat cheered their victory though. No victory should be won at so high a price.
