"Ashpaw!" I shouted in anger at my son. He killed one of their apprentices!
"Shadowstar!" Ashpaw squeezed through the crowd. I rested my eyes on my son, his lip dripping in scarlet, his pelt matted in blood.
"Ashpaw what have you done?" I growled.
"Shadowstar, take a look at the tom." Ashpaw prompted.
"I need to speak to Littlestar." I scoffed, turning away.
"Shadowstar! Come here!" Iceshadow called urgently. I turned around, padding towards my mate.
"Look at him." She flicked her tail, I could tell she was disappointed, I glanced over at the black tom on the ground. His amber eyes wide in rage. Then at the Dark gray she-cat looming over him. Beside her sat Frostpaw, and two mottled toms.
"What happened here?" Littlestar gasped, questioning the four apprentices.
"We're sorry Littlestar, we disobeyed your orders. It is my fault, I wanted to see my brother." Frostpaw sighed. What is he talking about? Littlestar didn't give him any orders and his brother is dead.
"And I made him come along," One of the mottled toms added, flicking his tail towards the tom next to him.
"And what about you? What business do you two have here?" Littlestar asked, asking the dark gray she-cat.
"He was supposed to stay hidden. He said he wouldn't come out no matter what was happening. But he did, he jumped out to save me and now he's gone." She cried.
"In my den, all four of you. We'll deal with his body later." Littlestar sighed.
"Frostpaw!" I called, confused.
"Shadowstar that isn't Frostpaw!" Ashpaw scoffed.
"What are you talking about? I know my Clan mates." I hissed.
"Yeah, but that ain't Frostpaw. That's his brother." Ashpaw insisted.
"That's impossible! Ashpaw you know all the Unwanteds are dead." I hissed.
"Well, apparently not all of them are. That was Snakekit, Dustkit, Rabbitkit and Tawnykit who went into her den. Look closely, that's Ravenkit on the ground. I made sure at least he was dead like he supposed to be." Ashpaw scoffed.
"Ashpaw enough! All the Unwanteds are dead! They're all dead, like they deserve to be. They broke the rules of the forest and they payed for it. They are dead." I growled, padding back over to the small tom's motionless body. No, he just looks like Ravenkit. It can't be him, Ravenkit was dead long ago.
"What were the four of you thinking?" Littlestar demanded once more.
"I know my brother better than anybody! I found him and, he was so happy! Frostpaw was so happy that I was alive! He promised he wouldn't say anything." Snakepaw cried.
"I wanted to see my father, Vinepelt. I couldn't stand being so close to him without him even knowing! I made Dustpaw come along with me. And I talked Ravenpaw into coming." Rabbitpaw admitted.
"I came along because I couldn't let my brother go on his own, I was standing in the middle of the clearing, waiting for the others when my brother, Ashpaw attacked me. He knew it was me, he wanted to kill me. He would have if Ravenpaw hadn't shoved him over. He was supposed to stay hidden but he came out to save me! It's my fault he's gone. I killed my brother." I cried.
"No, your brother killed Ravenpaw. Not you," Snakepaw shook his head.
"You asked for me Littlestar?" Nightsun asked.
"Yes, I need you to tell Rivermist what has happened. We need all apprentices back at camp. I'm terribly sorry about your apprentice." She mewed. Nightsun nodded before racing out of Littlestar's den.
"Why are they coming back? The Clan's are still here! They might recognise them!" Rabbitpaw mewed, alarmed.
"That doesn't matter now, we need them to prepare." Littlestar told him.
"Prepare for what?" I asked.
"A battle." Littlestar replied.