I'm also sorry for not posting the answer to chapter 8 sooner and here it is. You soon get to see the full extent of it either this chapter or next. I'm not sure if I want to be that mean to Bramblestar or not. I'll let ya'll decide.
Chapter 8- Greencough:
Honeypaw ran to me and pushed me to our den. "Inside now!" she hissed. I limped rapidly inside and stared at her shocked. She looked around and then stared at her paws. "Purdy died. Flamepaw is asking for you. I was told to come get you. It is time to say goodbye." I whimpered and nodded.
Brushing against her as I left the den, I pressed my muzzle against hers. "Thank you." I murmured. She blinked warmly in response as I left the den.
Running past the clearing in the pouring rain, I stopped short. Lionblaze was dragging Purdy to the shelter of the Highledge to keep his body out of the rain. I dipped my head in respect to the dead elder and ran into the sick den.
Sorrelpaw looked up from where she was tending to Shadekit and Squirrelflight. "Hi, Firepaw, He is in the back." She mumbled around a leaf wrap.
I dipped my head in gratitude to her and walked to where my family was and Dawnheart looked up and nudged our father who raised his head from my brother's body. He looked me in the eye, whiskers trembling and nodded. I walked over weak in the knees all of a sudden and they moved out of the way. Only family was called into the medicine den when a family member was in bad shape. I crouched down and crawled the rest of the way and pressed my flank next to Flamepaw's. His entire body was burning up with fever and he wracked with shivers. He opened his amber eyes that were all too familiar and feebly coughed. I licked him soothingly on the head.
Flamepaw let out a rusty purr and croaked. "Fi-Firepaw?" I nodded and shushed him gently.
"I'm here now, brother. You'll be alright. Don't talk now. Save your strength. Jayfeather will have you feeling better in no time." I mewed sadly.
My ginger brother shook his head. "I'm not going to get better, Firepaw. I see Mama already. She is calling me. I just wish I could have been a warrior with you first." Tears started to leak from his eyes and I pressed my side against him in an attempt to comfort him. "Do you remember when we would guess what our warrior names would be?" I silently nodded and licked his head. "I called you Sweetmoon before your name got changed and you called me Flamewhisker. When you have your warrior name can you tell Bramblestar what I want you to be called?" I nodded and his voice steadily grew quieter as my brother got closer to Starclan. I leaned closer to his mouth to hear what he said. I drew back and nodded. "Firepaw, I wanted to be named Flamewing after Mama. Can you tell Bramblestar that too?" I licked his head.
I licked his head. "Anything for you." He sighed and closed his eyes.
I heard him mew one last time. "Mama, I've missed you so much." He grew so still. I licked his fur rapidly and shook him. "Flamepaw?" No response. "Flamewing." Still nothing. Turning to my sister, brother, and father, I sagged in despair. "He has gone hunting with Starclan." Bumblestripe hung his head and nuzzled his son. Lightwhisker sank to the ground in a heap and let out a chilling wail. Her littermate crouched over her and licked her ears as tears tracked down his cheeks. I just stumbled away to relay what my dear brother wanted me to say.
I glanced back towards his now so small body and saw Jayfeather sniffing it. Jayfeather confirmed that yes, he was indeed dead. That was just another claw to the heart. I numbly walked back to the mouth of the den. Then I saw Bramblestar. He and Squirrleflight were bent over their ailing kit. I took a shuddering breath at all of this death and walked over.
I mewed softly. "Bramblestar?" The huge tabby didn't look so authoritative when he looked up at me. He looked vulnerable. His eyes still held that flame that dared others to challenge his orders.
He sat up and wrapped his tail around his paws. "What can I do for you, Firepaw?" I looked down at my paws and then up at him.
"Bramblestar, Flamepaw asked me to tell you something before he died." Squirreflight shot her head up and stared. She wrapped Shadowkit closer to her body. The dark brown tabby nodded encouragingly. I swallowed before continuing. "He wanted me to ask you that when I get my warrior name can you use the name he used to use when we were guessing and he also asked during the ceremony tonight, can you call him, Flamewing, in honor of our mother?" Bramblestar hesitated at my dead brother's proposition. But he couldn't deny him his dying wish. He nodded.
He nodded. "What did he want you to be called?" He rumbled. I leaned into his ear and whispered. Taking a step back from him, he nodded. "I will do just that." He meowed. I murmured a thanks and left the den to follow Jayfeather as he moved Flamewing's body next to Purdy's to outwait the rain. I could at least sit vigil for my brother.
Okay the Question Of The Day: Should I have Greencough take Shadowkit and Squirrelflight away from Bramblestar or just Shadowkit?
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