My head hurt as it hit the ground. I could feel Snowberry's claws piercing into my skin. I pushed her from me with my back paws. I curl my bottom lip back in a snarl. A Medicine cat shouldn't be fighting!
"Fuzzynose, I don't want to fight my clan mate." Snowberry hissed.
"Neither do I. But will if it is to protect our sons!" I growled, slashing at her face. She moved out of the way before my claws got close to her. I trained as a warrior at first, I know what to do. I leaped forward, crashing into her. I dug my teeth into her shoulder. I winced as she cried out in pain. I played with her in the nursery. We became apprentices together. We fought side-by-side in that battle against BreezeClan, she comforted me when Stormpaw died in that battle. What am I doing? snowberry must have sensed my hesitation because she flipped me onto my back, pinning me to the ground.
"No!" I heard someone hiss, I watched a small white cat barreled into her side, knocking her off of me.
"Leave him alone! It's me you wanted." I growl at the she-cat I once loved. I thought she would have been happy I was alive, but instead she wants to kill me. Her own son.
"Snakepaw, no!" Fuzzynose hisses, getting to his paws. I feel a soft pelt brush up against my side. I turn to Frostpaw, snarling at our mother.
"Frostpaw, my quarrel is not with you. Step aside." Snowberry growled.
"She's right Frostpaw, go. This is between me and Snowberry." My brother says, shoving me away before I can protest.
"You were always weak, Snakepaw." Snowberry hisses, slashing at Frostpaw. She thinks he's me. Just like before. Frostpaw barely has time to fight back before she pins him to the ground.
"I'm sorry I have to do this, Snakepaw. I'm only giving you the fate you were supposed to have." She snarled, raising her paw to slash Frostpaw's throat. He didn't try to fight back, he just closed his eyes, waiting for her.
"No!" I scream, knocking her off of him. She slashed me instead. I tumbled forward, and everything went black.
"Stop!" I screamed. I stood on the high rock, staring down at all the other cats. I was relieved to see that they listened to me. All the cats in the clearing turned their heads towards me, to see why I was stopping them.
"Flarepaw what are you doing?" Graypaw hissed, I could see that he was battling with his sister, Heatherpaw.
"Don't you see what you are doing? You are fighting your littermates!" I growled, my voice ringing through the camp.
"They are weak Unwanteds!" someone called, I couldn't see who it was.
"Are they? It sure doesn't look like they are weak." I retorted.
"They are Unwanteds all the same!" My mother, Wolfpelt scoffed.
"But think, is what they did so bad? All they did was have fun. And they were punished for it. Surely somewhere, you are happy that your littermates and kits aren't dead? That they were trained to be loyal warriors and apprentices for their Clan just as you were?" I insisted. I couldn't help but glance at all the limp bodies of the cats. They shouldn't have lost their lives at the paws of their families. They should still be alive, this battle was pointless. My heart stopped when I recognised one of the limp bodies. It had been many moons since I saw him, bu it was him. I wanted cry, I wanted to tear apart the cat that did that to him but I remained calm. Laying just below the high roc was the motionless body of my brother, Firepaw.
"She's right. I say enough blood has been shed." Cloudstrike, a StormClan cat said. She had her three kits at her paws, keeping them from seeing all the blood. Another she-cat was at her side, an UnwantedClan queen with her one kit at her paws. They must be sisters.
"Flarepaw, get down from there. You need to decide where your loyalties lie. With him," My Clan leader says; glaring at my other brother, Flamepaw who had stepped up beside me. "Or with your Clan." he finished.
"As much as I am proud to be a ShadeClan apprentice, I will always side with my brother." I hissed at him.
"Traitor!" One of the cats called.
"I'm no traitor. I would always fight for ShadeClan, but not against my own brothers. Wanted or not, they are my littermates all the same." I spat.
"Flarepaw is right, why are we fighting?" Smokepelt asked.
"We should be happy that they are alive." Iceshadow purred.
"Enough fighting." Tallpaw smiled, releasing a small gray she-cat I'm guessing was his sister. I could hear murmurs of agreement throughout the cats. One by one they all released their opponents.
"Flarepaw, I missed you." Flamepaw murmured, licking my ears.
"I've missed you and Firepaw so much!" I cried, burying my face into his soft fur. He didn't try to shove me away.
"Firepaw missed you too." he mewed. I nodded. I was afraid I would awake back in my den in the ShadeClan camp, that this was all just a dream. Just in case I bit my bottom lip, I felt a surge of relief when I my lip stung. Then this is real. Flamepaw is actually alive.