Another chapter! Please take the time to read and review! I'm really bad at all this junk, so I'll stop here.
Disclaimer; I do not, and never will (I might, but you never know) own Warriors. Every character, idea, and plot in this story belongs to me, and I've worked hard. Steal, and die. -Pulls Reahi out-
Chapter Two; "Yes, Thawflight."
"Mother!" Coppertwilight gasped, bounding over to the shape and dropping his muzzle, pushing it into the dead she-cats fur. "Please, don't leave me…" His body shook, and he raised his head, growling deeply. Quickly, the medicine cat examined her injuries, and Mirrormask felt crestfallen.
Amber eyes narrowed with sadness, the she-cat padded up to the tom and pressed her fur against his. "She's in a better place, Coppertwilight. There's nothing you can do," she muttered, dipping her own muzzle and meeting with the leaders white fur.
"These aren't ordinary injuries. Arcticstar couldn't have fallen from the cliff," he hissed, indicating to the cliff that rose above them with his tail. "These are battle injuries…but there's no fur stuck in her claws."
Mirrormask pulled back, talking her time to trail her eyes over the bloody wounds. "Your right!" she said, unsheathing her claws and digging them into the wet ground. "No fall could create these death-wounds."
Flashflame seemed to have gotten calmer, because he padded over to them and let out a wail, like a lost kit. He pressed himself against Coppertwilight's other side, and leaned down to lick the she-cats fur gently. "Arcticstar, my sweet Arcticstar…"
Stepping back, the she-cat's head fell to the ground in a sign of grieving, and she padded over to the apprentice, unable to watch the suffering family. "Mysticpaw- I think we should go hunt for a while," she stammered, carefully keeping her eyes away from the others. "They need some time alone with Arcticstar before we can bring her body back to camp."
Mysticpaw dipped her head in agreement, understanding Mirrormask's words. "If I catch a lot in this weather, Flashflame will surely tell Arcticstar to make me a warrior!" she piped up, tail lashing happily.
Mirrormask glared at the apprentice, flattening her ears onto her head. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" she snarled, baring her teeth. The apprentice knew Arcticstar was dead; she was just trying to tease the older she-cat.
"Umm…no! Sorry!" Mysticpaw whimpered, falling to the ground in a submissive position. "I didn't mean any harm…"
"Coppertwilight! Is it…is it dead?" Flashflame's voice came to the she-cats ears, which pricked curiously. The tom was wide-eyed, looking down at his mate's body. No wonder she was in such an odd position…
Forgetting about the apprentice, Mirrormask bounded over to the others. Coppertwilight must have heard her approach, because he lifted his head.
Answering her silent question, he muttered: "A kit. Arcticstar was protecting a kit."
"So?" Flashflame demanded. "It doesn't seem like its breathing. Then again, I'm no medicine cat." The fur on his haunches rose, and he delicately picked up the kit in his jaws.
Coppertwilight looked down at his father, the older toms small size making him feel huge. "It's alive. Looks about a moon old, but the kit is alive."
Pushing her way through the warriors, Mysticpaw poked at the kit with her nose. "We should bring it back to camp," she mewed, turning to the medicine cat.
Mirrormask threw her face into the apprentices, her anger returning. "You think?!" she hissed, narrowing her eyes.
Flashflame placed the kit on the ground in front of him, and shoved Mirrormask away. "Mirrormask, leave my apprentice alone. Go back to camp and tell them what's happened. We can carry her body," he said, watching her carefully. "I'll ask them if you told them."
She grunted, turning away. "Fine," she snapped. "I'll go back to camp. I'll warn them. I'll make sure they know." Talking quietly to herself, she padded away, thrashing her tail angrily, and lowering her head in a threatening position.
When she was gone, Mysticpaw sighed heavily. "What a relief! Thanks, Flashflame!" she purred, licking his ear.
Flashflame gave her a sad look, and gazed back down at the leader's body. After a short while, he spoke, "Come on. Mirrormask must have gotten there by now. Lets bring her back to camp."
Coppertwilight nodded in agreement, grabbing Arcticstar's limp body by her scruff and heaving her up. "Flashflame, help me with her. Mysticpaw, carry the kit," he ordered through a mouthful of his mothers fur.
Both mewed in acknowledgement, and did what the medicine cat had commanded them to do. Soon after, the three were trooping through the undergrowth, going towards their camp as fast as they could. It could have been a trap, to kill the leader and attack the unsuspecting camp.
When they dashed into the entrance, the Clan silenced. They were all huddled around in a circle in the camp clearing, breaking in the path of the entrance.
"So," the growl came from a golden cat. "Arcticstar is dead?" He padded into the middle of the circle, and sat down, curling his tail around his paws.
Coppertwilight stepped forward, facing ThunderClan's deputy. "Yes, Thawflight," he meowed, his emerald eyes sparking with sadness. "You will need to go to Highstones to receive your name and nine lives."
Thawflight's ears twitched and he lifted a brown foreleg, which looked to be covered in bark. "Yes," he said solemnly, blue eyes blazing. "But what is this? A kit?"
Mysticpaw bounded bravely up to the fierce deputy, and she nodded. "We found it with Arcticstar's body," she said, beaming. "I carried it to camp!"
Thawflight turned his gaze to the apprentice. "Very well. I will go to Highstones tonight, and receive my name and lives. Dimfur, could you take care of this kit?" He turned his massive head towards the dim golden queen.
Dimfur dipped her head in respect. "Yes, Thawflight. I will adopt it, for the time being."
"Coppertwilight, get the travelling herbs, please. And Mysticpaw," he growled. "Get Mirrormask. Tell her she's coming with me."
Trembling at the sound of the warriors name, Mysticpaw jumped over to the warriors den and disappeared inside.
Green eyes narrowed in suspicion at Thawflight's request, Coppertwilight padded towards his den to collect the herbs. "Why so early?" he muttered, glancing back at the black tom.
Thawflight snorted, watching Coppertwilight. So he suspected something. That meant he was a problem. A problem that had to be demolished.
"After this…goodbye, Coppertwilight."
Kai is already working on chapter three, so it should be up in no time. Like I said, take the time to review, please! I luff you all!
Lurrve,
Kaisong.