The Return of the Greatest Heroes Chapter 48
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Tigerclaw led Fireheart through the peats of the ShadowClan territory. All Fireheart could see were pines, needles, brush, some sunlight, and mud; the ThunderClan in him told him to attack the great ShadowClan warrior. The rebel side went against that thought.
"We're almost there." Tigerclaw notified.
All Fireheart did was nod. He knew all of this already.
Once they were in the ShadowClan camp, the great warrior was bombarded by questions on why a ThunderClan cat was there.
"Lizardstar told me to go look for new recruits," Tigerclaw interrupted. "I just happened to stumbled upon Fireheart here. He didn't want to be part of ThunderClan anymore," he explained.
There were some kits in the nursery who couldn't believe their ears. Bramblekit, Tawnykit, Moonkit, and Squirrelkit were five moons old; they couldn't believe that their former leader would want to join ShadowClan. Their prey was...different, that was for sure. Did this mean that Fireheart had betrayed them? He did walk in with Tigerclaw.
"There is no way Fireheart betrayed us." Bramblekit hissed.
"I know my former father." Squirrelkit objected. "He wouldn't disobey us."
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"Fireheart's been gone for a while." Ashstar calmly observed. "Are you sure he was continuing to check the border when you left?
Sandstorm swallowed. "I believe so."
The ThunderClan leader turned towards his waiting clan. "Fernfur, send out a search party for Fireheart. I want you to lead it with Sandstorm, Blazefur, Silverstream, and Mapleshade."
"Yes, Ashstar," Fernfur dipped her head as she collected the called cats.
"We have to find my son!" Blazefur wailed.
"We will," the deputy reassured with a slightly crazed look in her eyes.
"But what if a ShadowClan warrior got him? He could be dead!" the ginger she-cat yelled.
"We could save him if we hurry." Fernfur growled. "Sandstorm lead the way to where you lost touch with Fireheart."
Sandstorm nodded before disappearing through the undergrowth. The patrol followed.
Later, they entered an open area. Upon observing, the patrol realized that their was blood on the ground with the scent of Mossbird and Splashflight.
"Where was Fireheart during this?" the deputy muttered to herself.
Sandstorm inwardly winced. She knew what Fireheart was actually doing when Mossbird and Splashflight were being attacked, but Sandstorm didn't know where he went afterwards.
"Sandstorm," Fernfur nominated. "Since you probably know Fireheart's scent the best," Silverstream snickered their. "I wish you to lead us to the place where Fireheart's scent leads."
"Yes, Fernfur," Sandstorm dipped her head in a similar fashion that Fernfur used while talking to Ashstar.
After taking a few heart beats to pick up the flame colored tom's scent, the pale ginger she-cat lead the patrol towards the direction of no-clans territory...the territory used by ThunderClan during the Great Flood.
"Why would Fireheart go here?" Sandstorm heard Silverstream mutter.
"There must be something wrong with my son!" I'll let you guess who said that one.
"There actually might be." Fernfur agreed.
Yes, Sandstorm thought. There is something wrong with him indeed. Curse you, Tigerclaw...she didn't want Fireheart to go.
Silverstream, in her mind, was personally thinking that Fireheart over reacted. I mean, Fireheart was so strong in his previous life! This must have something to do with the omen they had received...Fire in the shape of tiger stripes destroying bracken, only to be quenched by the water of...a storm! This must be it. Fireheart must have just had a really bad nightmare, or the Dark Forest must have just have been trying to frighten him.
This was Silverstream's theory: Fireheart would join Tigerclaw. She didn't know if he had already done so, but she was fairly certain that he would. Destroying the bracken...hurting ThunderClan in a way? Silverstream had conflicting emotions over this part. And being quenched by the water from a storm...That could mean that Fireheart is brought back by Sandstorm! If anybody could bring him back, she could.
"Sandstorm!" Silverstream could not let this wait.
"Yes?" Sandstorm paused from her trail.
The gray she-cat looked to the deputy. "Can Sandstorm and I have a moment? I think I know something that might be able to help her."
Fernfur nodded. "We'll continue." Blazefur and the deputy continued forward.
"Yes, Silverstream?" Sandstorm whirled around.
"I think we have the omen wrong. The one with the burning bracken? Yeah, that one. So Fireheart would join Tigerclaw, and somehow they would hurt ThunderClan. Maybe emotionally? But then you, Sandstorm, the water from the storm that quenched the fire, could bring Fireheart back to ThunderClan. You could have a happy ever after if I got it right." the gray she-cat explained.
The pale ginger she-cat sighed. "I've never seen such a complicated omen...I believe you, Silverstream." the two she-cats shared a glance.
"Is something bothering you?" Silverstream pressed.
"Yeah," Sandstorm winced. "Silverstream, I wasn't going to tell anyone yet, I had just found out."
"What is it?"
The pale ginger she-cat continued. "I'm expecting kits, Silverstream."
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