Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews. And the votes are in--Ashfur stays! Anyway, here's chapter nineteen!
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors.
"I'm starving," Ratpaw complained.
The other cats had to agree. They had traveled all night, not trusting their surroundings enough to get some sleep. They hadn't found anything edible, and were afraid they might have to resort to eating Twoleg garbage.
"Let's split up, see if we can find anything," Tsunamipaw suggested, and looked towards the rising sun, "meet back here at Sunhigh."
The cats did so, Whitepelt going to the East, Tsunamipaw the North, Ashfur to the South, and Ratpaw to the West.
Ratpaw's delicate paws picked trought the rotting food, trash and Twolegs.
"Well, well, well." A voice growled. Ratpaw jumped around and saw a large black and white tom, with the gray cat she had met earlier. "It's the she-cat who thinks she can take on toms."
Ratpaw immediately dropped into an attack crouch and hissed, "Mousebrain."
"Mousebrain?" The black and white one sneered, "You put yourself, a wildcat, in danger, and think you can find your way around the city, then kill off one of the Scavengers' best fighters, and I'm the mousebrain?"
"'One of your best fighters'? Your standards must be pretty low. I killed him with one of the first tricks an apprentice learns!"
The toms couldn't think of anyting to say to that, so they just attacked.
The black and white pulled Ratpaw to the ground, while the gray rose up on his hind legs, ready o deliver the killing blow.
It never came.
Tsunamipaw barreled into the gray, while Ashfur scratched up the black and white. Whitepelt joined Tsunamipaw. Ratpaw helped Ashfur.
"We give up! We give up!"
The Clan cats stopped their battle, wating to see if it was a trick. It wasn't. The pitiful cats turned tail and disappeared into the shadows.
Wow. That was... really short. I'm only going to ask for 2 reviews for this one, because it sucked so badly.