1-25-20 8:21 PM

Racing out of the warrior's den Firemoon looked on in horror. Cats streamed in from the camp's main entrance. Clashing into his Clanmates with horrid yowls, fangs sinking into fur and skin. He leaped into battle as soon as a tortoiseshell-and-white tomcat ran at him.

Claws raking down the other cat's side Firemoon dodged a hit to the head. Swipping at the tom's face, sticky blood oozing out of the cat's eye. The tortoiseshell yowled in pain, turning and running blindly into Tawnyspot who tackled him down.

"Help!" A queen's scream brought his gaze to the nursery. Where Snowfur was fighting against two cats, Robinwing cornered by another.

Firemoon quickly crossed the space between them. Jumping onto the back of the one the cats, his teeth sinking into its throat and collapsing under him. For a second he thought the cat was dead before it stumbled to its paws, taking a badly-aimed swipe at him.

Snatching the cat's paws from under it he gave it a hard bite to the shoulder. Sending the cat running off somewhere in the mix of battle. He turned to Snowfur, glad to see that she managed to get rid of the other cat and help Robinwing back into the nursery.

The white queen breathed heavily. Blood trickled down her face, and there was a nasty bite mark on her back. "Are you alright?" He asked.

Snowfur nodded. "Of course I am! I might be a queen, but I was a warrior first." She answered, a new light in her blue eyes. "I got the nursery, go ahead and find Bluefur."

Nodding the ginger tom turned around. There weren't that many cats now that he could see the battle. ThunderClan heavily outweighed them now that every last warrior was out and fighting. Raking his gaze across the battlefield he found his mate fighting off a smaller sized she-cat.

Firemoon started to run to her before feeling claws dig into his side. Turning he spotted a large white tomcat, his pelt scarred badly with burn marks. Twisting he barely managed to get out of the way before the tom pounced. Knocking him sideways, colliding with the earth.

"Firemoon!" Bluefur's yowl made his lookup. Pain shooting up his leg as the rogue dug his teeth into the old wound. For a second pain made his ears start to buzz, his vision growing blurry as pain erupted through his entire body. Making him yowl in pain, the noise being buzzed out as the world went black.

...

The den was dark as Bluefur sat beside Firemoon's sleeping form. Her head resting on her paws, gaze never leaving the ginger coated warrior. It had been two days after the fight, and even more stuff had happened.

Most of the warriors were fine because of the fact that it was a small group of rogues. But the ones that were hurt..they had a different story. The rogues pelts had been coated in crowfood and foxdung, making it were that was getting the cuts infected from the fight.

Not only that but it had caused Robinwing to start kitting. They were all fine, and her mate, Fuzzypelt, had stayed there with the new queen and their kits. There was four kittens, Brindlekit, Frostkit, Cherrykit and Chestnutkit. Thought there was thought that Chestnutkit was ill, smaller than the rest and wouldn't make it.

Behind her the ivy that covered the den moved. Followed by the sound of Featherwhisker approuching. She sighed, sitting up and dipping her head to the gray tabby.

Featherwhisker put down his collected herbs. Turning he glanced down at the sleeping warrior, putting a paw onto his chest. "He has a strong heartbeat," the medicine cat murmured before clearing his throat. "Firemoon is a strong cat. He'll live, Bluefur. You should go eat something, or hunt, take a walk, do something to clear your head."

Lashing her tail she kneeded the ground. She had to stay with him. What if he woke up and needed her? Or there was another fight, she couldn't just leave him defenseless! Bluefur flinched back, looking up to see Featherwhisker had walked closer, his tail-tip laid on her shoulder.

"Go, if anything happens i'll send someone to get you." Featherwhisker nudged her gently to the entrance. He said a quick goodbye before turning back around and disappearing into the medicine cat den.

Sighing heavily she clawed at the ground. Maybe she could hunt, or do something else like that. Or go see how Robinwing is. She smiled. Maybe going to see the newborn kittens would lighten her mood.

Paddling over to the nursery she nodded to her sister. Pausing just a moment to watch the kits roll on the freshly grown grass. They were lucky that the attack happened when newleaf started. And that Featherwhisker was able to find enough herbs in the fresh grown forest to treat the cats.

Squeezing into the nursery she spotted both queens. Robinwing was curled up around her kits, head resting onto her paws as she slept. But Swiftbreeze was awake, her own yellow gaze watching her kittens. The older queen had given birth to Redkit, Spottedkit and Willowkit only half a moon before the attack.

"How's Firemoon?" Asked Swiftbreeze, her yellow orbs flickering up to the warrior.

Bluefur sighed. "Still asleep, but Featherwhisker said that his wounds are healing good." She paused. "I just hope he pulls through," she whispered softly.

The queen nodded. Even if most of the cats didn't like Firemoon, Swiftbreeze had always been there for Bluefur. "I'm sure that tom will be fine. He's a strong one for sure,"

I hope so. Blue orbs flickering to the kits she smiled. "How are they?" She asked, glad to have something else to talk about.

Swiftbreeze purred. "Health little kittens," she chuckled, "and i'm glad to raise more warriors. So is Adderfang," she added.

Bluefur nodded. Adderfang was the father of Leopardfoot and Patchpelt too. She hadn't seen him interact much with his kits, but did catch the look of pride in his eyes when they became warriors. For a second she envyed the two warriors. Stormtail had always seemed hard to please, and he moved on from Moonflower's death so quickly..

Claws slidding into the earth she sighed. He seemed keen to spend every waking moment with Dappletail. Even if it seemed as harmless training, she sees it as much more. Does Moonflower see all this from StarClan? Lifting up her head she glanced at Swiftbreeze. The queen had a worried gaze set onto Bluefur, her jaws opening as it she was about to speak.

Quickly Bluefur got to her paws. "I should go, thanks for the talk." Rushing out of the nursery she brushed by Adderfang. Who muttered something under his breath as he entered the den.

1-28-20 4:49 PM