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Even though Sunwing was already injured and could barely stand, let alone fight, she had two options. She could either give up and let Blackstar kill her, or she could fight as hard as she could and pray to StarClan that she wouldn't die.
She chose the second one.
Crowfeather and Nightcloud met the challenge, they didn't think, just attacked. Sunwing followed their lead, swiping her claws out at any cat that got close to her. Unfortunately, she had to fight six cats at once.
Sunwing knew they were losing. She was already weak from blood loss, and new wounds were not helping replenishing the amount in her body.
"Nightcloud!" Crowfeather yelled, ducking from an enemy's blow. "The plan! Stick to the plan!"
Sunwing had no idea what he was thinking about, so she continued fighting. Fighting badly, but still fighting.
Somehow Nightcloud managed to work her way over to Sunwing. Hissing so low that Sunwing could barely hear, she said, "In thirty seconds run straight into the woods behind us. I'll be on your tail." She spun around, dodging a cat's claws. "Run into ThunderClan territory. Keep running until you reach the camp. Hopefully ThunderClan will help us. If not…" she trailed off, but that might have been because a ShadowClan warrior was trying to shred her ear with his claws.
"RUN!" Nightcloud yowled.
Both she-cats sprinted towards the fourtrees, with fifteen cats trailing after them.
Sunwing's breath came in gasps and her paws burned when they hit the ground.
"This way," Nightcloud gasped as she veered off the path they were following. That would have been a good plan, had they not been on ShadowClan territory followed my fifteen ShadowClan cats. Their pursuers easily followed them.
"We can't lose them," Sunwing panted. A low hanging branch tore skin off her face. "We have to fight."
"If we can get to the fourtrees we'll be fine," Nightcloud said, but she looked worried.
Do you even know how to get to the fourtrees? Sunwing thought, but she didn't say anything. She was already gasping for air.
A feeble light from the moon started to be come visible through cracks in the trees. Seconds later two exhausted she-cats burst into the clearing around the fourtrees. Of course, their bloodthirsty followers weren't far behind them. Sunwing and Nightcloud stood side to side, facing it opposite directions, as fifteen evil, cruel, and murderous slaves of Blackstar fanned out around them.
"Now what?" Sunwing asked. This had been Nightcloud's plan.
"We fight," Nightcloud replied. "We fight to the death."
Somehow, those words had such an ominous meaning. Sunwing wasn't appreciating the fact that she was injured right now. "Nightcloud, I can barely stand, especially after that running! How do you expect me to fight?"
"Just give it everything you have." Nightcloud had noticed that fact too, how Sunwing was faint with exhaustion and had sunk her claws in the ground to stay upright.
"Attack!"
Sunwing jumped. That hadn't been the ShadowClan cat. Tearing down the hill toward them were four cats. A passing patrol had seen them.
It still was only three more cats, Deadfoot, Mudclaw, and Morningflower, but a rush of confidence flooded Sunwing's body.
Four ShadowClan warriors bounded over to Sunwing and Nightcloud, the other moved to attack the small WindClan patrol.
Both she-cats were smart, they defended themselves before attacking. They had almost no chance to attack.
Sunwing froze, an icy sensation of fear creeping though her body. As her flank was torn open by an unforgiving claw she realized that Crowfeather wasn't there. He was trapped inside to the forest.
He was fighting five fierce cats, the five that hadn't followed Nightcloud and her.
"Sunwing!"
She jumped and got back in the fight.
She was fighting so she could leave and find Crowfeather not, not just for her life.
Sunwing was surprised that she was still standing later. Everyone else was okay by the looks of it, but they had only taken down one cat.
A flash of gray caught her eye. It was Crowfeather, but he was coming out of ThunderClan territory.
Her heart lifted, a dozen cats followed him! The ShadowClan cats turned to flee. One cat snarled.
"You haven't seen the last of me," hissed her guard from earlier. "I will hunt you down. I will hear you cry for mercy. I will hear Blackstar say, 'Well done, Sharpclaw,' to me."
"Good luck with that," Sunwing said scathingly.
His sheathed paw shot out, cuffing her sharply over the head. Her vision began to get hazy, and she fell.
Blackness enclosed around her.
What Crowfeather was doing will be in the next chapter.