Heather's Lion
Last Update: 2/2/2013
Chapter 6
It's raining hard and Lionblaze is racing to the abandoned Twoleg nest. He wasn't expecting it to rain the day he would see his family again. Once he arrived there, he was soaked with water. He took shelter inside the nest. He shook his pelt and then he began licking his fur dry. He wondered if Heathertail would come tonight. As odd as it was, they never met up when it rained. This would be the first time if she even showed up.
Part of Lionblaze wanted his mate to come with the kits but they would be too cold getting here. Heathertail would come alone because she's smart like that.
There was a sound outside the nest. Lionblaze pricked up his ears. A cat suddenly dashes into the nest with a kit in her jaws. It was Heathertail and she had brought Goldenkit. The two were as soaked as Lionblaze had been. She set Goldenkit down and shook her fur, causing droplets of water to splatter Goldenkit.
"Hey!" he protested, jumping away from his mother.
"Oh hush!" Heathertail scolded. "You shouldn't have come."
Lionblaze padded up and touched noses with his mate. "I thought you wouldn't come."
"I will always come," she meowed crossly. "I wasn't going to bring the kits but Goldenkit decided to follow me here. I didn't notice I was being followed until I was almost here."
"But I wanted to see Lionblaze!" Goldenkit shouted in protest.
Lionblaze glared down at Goldenkit. "Goldenkit, do what you are told next time. When your mother says not to come then you don't come."
Goldenkit tried to look brave under Lionblaze's fierce gaze but he was shaking in fear.
"Come here." Lionblaze sighed, pulling the kit towards him with his tail. He began licking Goldenkit's fur the wrong way to warm him up.
Heathertail helped lick Goldenkit's pelt dry. Goldenkit didn't protest but just sat there and purred.
Once Goldenkit's pelt was dry, Heathertail began cleaning her own. Goldenkit was padding around the Twoleg nest now, in search of something to play with, perhaps. Lionblaze saw him grab something in his mouth and hurried back over to him.
Goldenkit dropped the moss ball at Lionblaze's paws. "Can we play?" He asks.
"Alright." Lionblaze purred. He snatches up the moss ball in his paw.
Goldenkit backed up a little. Lionblaze tossed the ball towards him. Goldenkit jumped up and caught it in his mouth. "I got it!" He muffled happily.
"Well done," Lionblaze praised. "Now throw it back."
Goldenkit tossed it back with his paw. The moss ball went too high and flew right over Lionblaze's head. He jumps up to catch it but misses miserably. The moss ball fell to ground and rolled outside into the rain.
"Mouse-dung!" Lionblaze cursed. He turned to Goldenkit, giving him a look of apology. "Sorry about that, son."
"I'll get it!" Goldenkit exclaimed, racing towards the exit.
"Wait! We just dried your pelt!" Heathertail exclaimed but Goldenkit had already gone out there. She sighs.
Lionblaze shakes his head. "Kits. He reminds a bit of myself when I was a kit."
Heathertail laughs. "Really? He has a lot of energy. He's strong too, like you."
Lionblaze nodded. "Yup. He will make a great warrior one day."
They waited for Goldenkit to come back. A few more heartbeats later...and he still hasn't returned. Lionblaze glanced at Heathertail and saw that her eyes were wide with worry.
The moss ball couldn't have rolled off that far, right? Lionblaze thought.
Lionblaze got up and stuck his head out through the entrance to the Twoleg nest. "Goldenkit? Goldenkit!" He called, looking around. It was so dark out there in the forest, Lionblaze could hardly see a thing. There was no sign of Goldenkit or the moss ball.
Heathertail came to his side. "Where is he?" She demanded. Her voice was filled with great concern.
"I don't know," Lionblaze replied. He forced himself to remain calm and let out another call, "Goldenkit!"
There was no answer. No sound of tiny paws racing towards them. Just the sound of the rain, hitting the ground continuously.
Heathertail quickly hurried out of the nest. Lionblaze followed her. His heart was pounding in his chest. Where could Goldenkit have gone?
Lionblaze opens his mouth to taste the air for Goldenkit's scent. There was nothing but the scent of rain water. Frustrated, Lionblaze looked where he had last seen Goldenkit.
There was a crash of thunder which caused a flash of light for Lionblaze to spot Heathertail shoving her nose into a bush. Lionblaze then looks down to see if there were any paw prints. There weren't any though. The rain had already washed it away if there were.
Lionblaze was frantically looking around now, shoving his nose in every bush, looking in every tree hollow. He still failed to catch any scent of the kit.
Heathertail was suddenly by his side, soaked to the bone. "Have you found him?" She asks, her voice wild in worry.
"No!" Lionblaze snapped. He immediately felt bad. He didn't mean to snap at her; he was just frustrated and worried that Goldenkit was missing.
"Hello Lionblaze and Heathertail." Meowed a familiar menacing voice.
Lionblaze looks to his side to see a pair of eyes staring back at him in the darkness. Movement and a cat stepped out into the dim lighted area. Lionblaze couldn't see him that well but he knew that it was his heartless, half brother, Breezepelt.
"Breezepelt! What are you doing here?" Heathertail gasps in shock.
"I followed you," Breezepelt replied. His voice was shaking in anger. "I always knew you were seeing Lionblaze, Heathertail! I always knew. And… and those are his kits! You may have fooled everyone else, Heathertail, but not me!"
Lionblaze slid out his claws and stood in front of Heathertail. "What have you done with Goldenkit?" He demanded.
There was a flash lightening and Lionblaze had just enough light to see fresh blood stained around Breezepelt's mouth.
"He's dead." Breezepelt answered without feeling. He flicks his tail towards a tree.
Lionblaze turned and stared in horror at the twisted body of his son, Goldenkit, was lying next to a tree. His eyes were closed, tight shut, never to open again to see the world. Hindlegs were twisted in an awkward way while blood oozed out of a wound in his belly that the rain continued to wash away.
Heathertail screamed but Lionblaze hardly heard her because there was a loud crash of thunder. She rushed over to Goldenkit and pushed her nose into his fur.
Lionblaze slowly turned his head to look at Breezepelt. Goldenkit was dead and it was all because of him. Rage was building up inside if Lionblaze like he never felt before. Breezepelt was going to pay. He was going to pay dearly.
Breezepelt stared right back at Lionblaze. "I loved Heathertail but when I found out she had kits with you I was heart broken," he growled. "Now I am going to break her heart by killing her kits one by one. And of course I will kill you as well."
Lionblaze let out a yowl of rage and rushed towards Breezepelt. He lunged onto him, catching him by surprise. Breezepelt fell over to his back with Lionblaze on top. Lionblaze went straight for his throat but Breezepelt gave him a hard blow to the head. Lionblaze was knocked to his side and now Breezepelt was on top. Breezepelt began clawing at Lionblaze's chest. Though Lionblaze shoved his opponent away just in time, without being scratched. The wind was knocked out of Breezepelt and he stumbled backward, falling to his back. Then Lionblaze was on top of Breezepelt in an instant. This time he able to grasp Breezepelt's throat in his jaws. He began tearing at his throat wildly, mercilessly. Breezepelt screeched so loud it hurt Lionblaze's ears. He struggled for a heartbeat and went limp. Lionblaze wasn't finished yet even though his opponent was already dead. He viciously tore at Breezepelt's throat as if he was tearing into fresh-kill. He tore apart skin and spat it out.
He tore…he spat…he tore…he spat…he tore…he spat…he tore…
Die! Die! Die, you mange-pelt! Die! Lionblaze thought as he kept ripping and ripping at Breezepelt's throat...
"Lionblaze! Just stop!" Heathertail wailed. "Please! He's dead!"
Lionblaze froze at his mate's desperate voice. He looks at her. He could see the fear clear in her eyes. She was still huddled against the dead body of Goldenkit, shivering. Lionblaze's mouth was dripping with blood. He finally looked down at the damage he had done. Breezepelt's head was nearly off, there was hardly anything left to keep his head attached to his body. There was so much blood. So much blood. Lionblaze stepped away from the body, suddenly feeling sick.
What have I become? He thought in horror. For once in his life he was actually afraid of…himself.
He kept backing away, backing away from the dead cat and Heathertail. He almost tripped backing away.
"Lionblaze, where are you going?" Heathertail shouts, her voice filled with sadness.
"I-I'm sorry. I can't stay here anymore." He turned and fled. He heard Heathertail call him back but he kept running.
It was too late for him now. He killed Breezepelt in a vicious way and Breezepelt killed Goldenkit. Heathertail was afraid of him now and his other kits would be too. No cat like him deserved to be around.
I'm just another Tigerstar. I'm…I'm evil!
