Chapter 7
The three cats made their way to Thunderpath. It was a nice day to be out. When they arrived there, they could smell a faint Shadowclan scent looming around. It was stale, there was nothing to worry about.
"Kind of quiet today." Thornpaw meowed.
Suddenly a monster roared by, the air was filled with smoke.
Mousefur and Thornpaw began to cough. Runingwind looked around, he saw a faint figure behind the smoke.
"Hello there." He grunted. Runningwind couldn't really see who it was but he was big.
"Who are you?" Runningwind asked. But before he got a response another monster roared by.
"Mousefur! Help me!" a young voice was heard, it was Thornpaw.
"Thornpaw! Oh no! Where are you?" Mousefur panicked.
"He's attacking me! Help me!" he wailed.
Runningwind regained his sight. He saw the large cat behind the smoke. He lowered himself into a pouncing position. "Hold on!" he yelled. Then he jumped up and pummeled straight into the large cat.
"Hey! Get away from me." The large cat yelled.
"Mousefur, Thornpaw go get help!" Runningwind yelled out. The two cats nodded and took off.
The smoke finally cleared. Runningwind wanted to see who attack Thornpaw. It was Tigerclaw!
"We banished you!" Runningwind growled. Tigerclaw threw the lean tom off of him.
"Yeah, but I came back! You think that small kittypet, Fireheart is going to scare me off?" he scowled.
"Get away! Stay away from Thunderclan." Runningwind yelled out.
"You think I'm going to let you command me around? Well think again." He hissed. Then he jumped towards Runningwind. His massive body crushed Runninnwind's lean body.
"I must protect my clan from you!" he slowly got up, but he was injured.
"Well I have a feeling you aren't going to live to see your love again." The massive tabby grunted. "Poor Willowpelt. I'm going to kill her when I get my paws in Thunderclan camp. I'll be sure to torture her nice and slow." He purred.
"You disgust me!" Runningwind swatted Tigerclaw. The massive tabby meowed with pain. "How did you know I loved her?"
"Darkstripe tells me everything." He spat.
"Darkstripe is a spy? That mouse-brained furball! I'm going to kill him." Runningwind hissed.
"No you won't, I'm going to kill you first." Tigerclaw meowed.
"What? No!" Runningwind turned to him and headbutted the tabby. Tigerclaw used his long claws to slash at Runningwind. His claws pierced Runningwind throat. The lean tabby instantly fell to the floor. He was panting hard.
"You're an annoying one. Well, be sure of this, when I take down your clan, Willowpelt is going to suffer." He spat. He got up and turned away.
"No you won't!" With Runningwind's last ounce of strength, the lean tom lunged himself at Tigerclaw. He clamped his teeth onto Tigerclaw's neck. The large tom threw Runningwind around. His claws rake along Runningwind's body.
"Let go!" the massive tabby yelled. He whipped his head around and brushed Runningwind on the ground. The lean tom still wouldn't let go. Tigerclaw lost his balance, he fell over, crushing Runningwind small head.
This can't be the end. Runningwind thought. The poor crushed tom finally let go of Tigerclaw's neck. The heavy tom got up and looked at the crushed cat.
"Good riddance." He said. He turned around, but before he left Runningwind stretched out his claws and hooked it onto Tigerclaw's leg.
"You won't touch her! I love her." He took out a large chunk of Tigerclaw's leg. The large tom wailed. He quickly dashed off. Runningwind laid there motionless.
This is the end for me. I'll never see Willowpelt again. I'll never tell her how much I love her. I'll never have kits with her. This is the end. This is when I draw my final breath. This is when I join Starclan. This is when I say good-bye to the world.
Everything was turning black. Suddenly a voice was heard. Runningwind slowly turned his head and looked up. It was another cat.
"Hey. Are you still alive?" a young voice was heard. "I'm Whitethroat, I came to help. I saw everything." The young black and white cat said.
"Y-you…I need h-help." Runningwind whispered.
"Yes I know. Don't worry, I'll help. Let me bring some water." The young tom turned away.
"No! No water." Runingwind tried to yell but he was too weak. "I need you to do me a favor before I go." He panted.
"Go where? To Starclan? No. I won't let you go anywhere. You were brave and I must try to keep you alive." The young tom was worried.
"No. I won't survive and you know it. Just do me a favor." The lean tom whispered.
"Okay."
"Tell Willowpelt…that…I-I…" he began to drift off. "…I…that I-I…love h-her." He said with his last breath.
Runningwind slowly drifted off into eternal darkness. His body was badly beaten. His head was nearly crushed, his bones were broken. He was all scratched up, blood leaked out, he knew he wouldn't be able to survive.
Good-bye Mousefur, you were always a good friend. Good-bye Fireheart, I hope one day that you'll make a good deputy. Good-bye Sorrelkit, Rainkit, and Sootkit, be good warriors. Good-bye Bluestar, I've always admired you. And…no…I don't want to say good-bye to you, Willowpelt. But I have to. You were always a good friend, so loyal, so nice and caring. I just wish you loved me the way I did to you. I wish you had my kits. But I still love you. I'll always love you.
I love you, Willowpelt. This is good-bye.
THIS IS NOT THE END! There is more coming! There will be 2-3 more chapters...please continue following. Thank you.
