Whitewing awoke to ice blue eyes glaring down at her. Hawkfrost! With a snarl, she clawed at him in vain; he was to strong.
"Oh stop, you know you can't win. Get up, and get moving!" He cuffed her with his claws sheathed.
She backed away hissing. Where's Dovewing? And Ivypool? Are they … dead? Fear clouded her senses; she had to find them! Whitewing looked around frantically, but couldn't see either of them.
"Whitewing!" She turned to see Birchfall heading towards her. It was only then that Whitewing realized how crowded it was. Cats from every clan milled around nervously while dark forest cats attacked any cat that tried to escape.
"Have you seen Ivypool? Or Dovewing? Are they okay? If they're not-" Whitewing couldn't bare the thought.
"It's okay. Dovewing will probably be safe because of her power."
"What about Ivypool, she betrayed them! Hawkfrost will kill her!" At the unsure look on Birchfall's face, she felt rage burn within her. The foxhearts better not have hurt either of them, or she would make them sorry! She didn't know how, but she would. Whitewing stormed over to Hawkfrost, rage on her features.
"Where are my daughters?" He turned to look at her. "Answer the question, foxheart!"
"Insults aren't going to help your cause."
"I don't care! Where are they?"
"Well, for one thing, daughter. It appears Ivypool may have … escaped. Brokenstar has Dovewing." Suddenly Hawkfrost perked his ears up.
"The rats! The rats are coming!" At this a look of pure terror crossed his features.
"But they're early!"
"Do you think they care? Get the prisoners moving!" Brokenstar yowled.
Abruptly the densely packed bodies were shoving Whitewing forward. Unable to stop, she soon was separated from Birchfall. Brokenstar was leading the way, and Hawkfrost was at the back, nipping at the stragglers.
"Get going! If you want to live, keep moving!" Whitewing tried to find a familiar presence, but there was nothing. Up ahead, a step drop off into darkness awaited them. Brokenstar stood above it, shoving the prisoners into it. Whitewing looked for an escape, but she found none. They were to closely packed together. She was at the drop off now, and she could tell it was a tunnel. Before she could stop him, Brokenstar hurled her into it. As she fell, she wondered is she would ever see her daughter again. Maybe- Before that thought was even formed, she slammed into the bottom, instantly losing conciseness.