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Prepare yourself. This is concluding the fight. Enjoy it. Or try to.

Chapter 20: Tragedy

Midnightpaw tried to ignore the large cut on her flank. RockClan was losing speed and warriors, but slowly. Too slowly. She looked around frantically.

"Where's Darkbranch?" she thought frantically.

"Midnightpaw!" Right on cue, Darkbranch appeared behind Midnightpaw.

"Thank you, StarClan!" She thought.

"Darkbranch! Am I glad to see you, finally!" Midnightpaw said. "What about the nursery?"

"Redfur has that covered," he looked at Midnightpaw. "Go. Get to the medicine cat's den. You're bleeding badly."

"Look at you!" she said. "That one claw mark…" Midnightpaw looked at the three jagged cuts on his shoulder and leg. They seemed to bleed almost with each pulse.

"It doesn't matter. We're winning. They're going down."

"Good." Midnightpaw felt something wet hit her shoulder. Then her head. She looked up and fat raindrops plopped on her face. The rain came down harder, and continued to gain strength and quantity in no time at all. Midnightpaw could see a flash in the sky. A low rumble soon followed.

She looked at the cats around her. The idea of a thunderstorm in the middle of a losing battle was enough to send a couple RockClan cats running away. A majority of TreeClan cats around her that were still fighting had ran up the trees, ready to attack their enemies from there.

"That won't stop me!" a black she-cat RockClan apprentice began to go up a tree to follow Frecklepaw.

"Nightpaw, don't!" Another RockClan warrior shouted.

When the cat came up the tree, Frecklepaw reached down and clawed at Nightpaw viciously, keeping his balance with ease. Nightpaw wobbled, and eventually lost her balance and went tumbling down the trunk. She yowled and limped off as fast as she could with an injured foreleg.

Rain pounded on the dens and trees. Jagged lightning bolts cut through the sky and thunder pounded loudly.

Tawnythorn looked at Sandyfur in the next tree over. "We should retreat! The rain is too heavy!"

"I can barely see anything!" Yellowpaw agreed. She was in the same tree as Tawnythorn, on the large branch next to him.

"No! Not yet!" Sandyfur insisted. "We're almost done with this!"

Lightning illuminated the sky. Thunder pounded in Midnightpaw's ears. She ran towards the medicine cat's den, and realized she could barely see where she was going in the rainstorm.

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Yellowpaw looked around frantically. She couldn't see if any RockClan cats were left in TreeClan camp. Her fur was thick, heavy and soaked from being in the rain. The lightning was her only hope of seeing clearly, and she had stinging cuts on her back right leg. But she knew Sandyfur was right; they couldn't give up yet! They were going to win if she could just hold on a bit longer. She caught sight of a RockClan cat climbing up the trunk. The rain and wind were holding him back, so he tried swatting at Yellowpaw with his claws out. In an instant she reached down and kicked him with her good back leg. He fell down and ran off.

Are there any left?

Lightning shot through the sky. Yellowpaw closed her eyes to shield them from the flash. An extremely loud crack was heard throughout the sky. Then she heard a yowl and a thump. She looked around frantically.

"Did a cat fall from the trees?" Yellowpaw thought in panic.

Another illumination lit up the camp. She looked down. Cloudynight was lying on the ground, motionless. Yellowpaw let out a wail and ran down the wet tree as fast as she could; so fast she almost jumped the entire way down.

The rain was letting up slightly. Yellowpaw didn't even notice, though. She was nuzzling her mentor's flank, willing her to get up.

"Cloudynight! Cloudynight!" she said, her voice rising in fear.

Sandyfur and Tawnythorn were down on the ground as well. Yellowpaw looked down at her mentor in panic. She prayed to StarClan that what she was witnessing wasn't true; just a nightmare. She didn't even know Cloudynight was in a tree! How could she have fallen? Yellowpaw didn't even notice that most of the rest of the TreeClan cats had gathered around.

Crazyeyes ran over to Cloudynight with worry in his eyes. He inspected Cloudynight. When he was done, the worry in his eyes was replaced with sadness as turned around and whispered something to Thinstar. The rain was replaced with a light drizzle now. There were only a few traces of thunder left that accompanied small flashes of lightning.

Stripedtail ran around Cloudynight's lifeless body to Yellowpaw. She tried to lead away her shivering friend. Yellowpaw let out one more wail before walking away to the medicine cat's den with Crazyeyes.

Thinstar stood on the tree stump in the middle of the camp. "Cats of TreeClan, we mourn the loss of a great warrior, and a great mentor." Blood glistened on a cut on Thinstar's muzzle, but she paid it no heed. "May her soul rest in peace in StarClan tonight." Thinstar bowed her head. The other cats did the same.

Thinstar looked up again after a short silence. "Her body will remain with us tonight, so we may share tongues with her one last time before she moves on."

Yellowpaw ran out of the medicine cat's den to be one of the first to share tongues with her mentor and say goodbye.

"I won't forget you, Cloudynight," she said into Cloudynight's black fur.

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I know, you're thinking "that bee-yotch! Why did she have to kill off a cat like that?" Well, look at this way, readers. At least it wasn't Yellowpaw, Spikefur, or Stripedtail, right?

I bet you never thought you'd see Yellowpaw give in to emotion like that. Well, everyone has a weak spot, people. When you find it, you just have to pick at it and pick at it and pick at it until it bleeds. That is, if you want to be known as evil, like moi.