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Chapter 27: The Other's Confession

Russet sank his claws into Redfur's back. They were embedded so deep, he yanked out fur when he lifted his paw for another blow. Redfur screeched and spun, letting out a snarl before swiping his claws over Russet's face. Russet's head snapped back, ignoring the blazing pain in his left eye. Claws clashed for a while longer, and then the two brothers stalked circles around each other.

"Why are you here, traitor?" Redfur snarled, trying to hide a slight limp in his left shoulder.

"You. You hurt Silver, you piece of fox-dung! I'll rip you to mouse dust!"

Redfur grinned, stopping his rotation. "Try it, little runt."

Russet pounced, missing by mere whisker-length as Redfur ducked. Russet slammed into a tree, grunting as he slid down the trunk. Russet felt Redfur's paws slam his chest and head back into the rough bark. It bit into his muzzle like fangs.

"I hurt that flea-bitten crowfood? What about what you did to Lilysong? Huh?"

"I don't give a mouse-tail-"

"But I do! Because…" He let his paws off his brother, and Russet turned to face Redfur. Redfur's eyes looked sunken in and pained, as if he hadn't slept for weeks, and the faint moonlight hurt his eyes. "Because I love her."

"Fox-dung! You can't be with her. She's a medicine cat."

"Not when you were apprentices. YOU were the one who made her that way."

Emberpad and Risingpaw were playing with Dewkit, Lilykit, and Shardkit. It was a warm green-leaf night, and a gentle breeze ruffled the young cat's fur. Emberpad smiled as Dewkit and Shardkit tussled against Lilykit.

"No fair!" Lilykit whined. "It's two against one." Dewkit frowned, getting off his recently pinned sister.

"What if we were two warriors in battle against you, and you were the only one who could stop us?" Dewkit said, trying to cheer his sister up.

"Don't be such a crow chick." Shardkit scoffed. "You're just whining because you got dirt in your fur!"

"You know, Lilykit IS kind of a crow chick. She never wants to put in any effort in fighting. She's just…not good enough to be a warrior." whispers Emberpad to Risingpad.

He remembered glancing over at Lilykit, who gave a flick of her ear. He thought she hadn't heard.

In the next moon, Lilykit seemed to completely stop battle training, spending days in Shywing's den instead. Russet had thought nothing of it.

Russet blinked, realizing what he had done.

"The only reason she liked you was she thought she couldn't impress you as a warrior, so she tried to impress you as a medicine cat. She still wanted to be with you. She loved you, and then you betray her with…that Silver. Because of you, she closed off so much to the idea of love; she became a medicine cat, refusing any heart that was offered."

Redfur's eyes became cold as his fur became erratically bristled.

"You want to know the worse part? She refused other toms because she was told by Starclan and the warrior code. But me. She refused me because I reminded her too much of you." He hissed.

"At least you have kits." Redfur continued. "The only cat I ever loved will never love me back, because of you! I will never call her a mate. I will never have kits as beautiful as her. So thank you." Redfur looked at his brother coldly before bounding deeper into Thunderclan.

Russet sighed. "I messed up…big time."

Tis why Redfur hates Russet and took revenge on Silver.

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