Kestrelberry sat eagerly at the AppleClan border, waiting for the patrol to take him, Treedust and his kits to the camp. Starlingfur appeared in the undergrowth, eyes filled with worry.
"Are we sure we should do this?" She mewed.
"Yes." Treedust hissed. "We cannot live in the shadow of our fathers crimes!" Starlingfur tilted her head and sat.
"Your father." She corrected. "I'm leaving a clan that loves me."
"Starlingfur..." Kestrelberry began. "You don't have to go."
"I will, I love you." Her gaze warmed a bit. "And our kits." Kestrelberry purred and nudged Dapplekit.
"They're precious." He agreed. "Hopefully Silverwing arrives soon."
"Agreed." Treedust meowed in annoyance. "If we get caught exiling ourselves from the camp, we'll be in big trouble!"
"Hawkstar has no reasoning for anything." Kestrelberry hissed. They hear the bushes rustle, but no cat came from the border, rather behind them. Kestrelberry turned to see himself facing Hawkstar directly.
"How did you-" Starlingfur gasp.
"What are you doing?" He demanded, fur bristling.
"Going to AppleClan to escape you!" Treedust hissed, tackling his father and gripping his neck. Kestrelberry gasped and pulled him off.
"What are you doing?" He hissed at his brother.
"Killing him." Treedust meowed. "Finally."
"You are making the clan very weak, taking away six cats in fact." Hawkstar growled, licking his paw.
"Good, MinnowClan can fall!" Treedust spat. "I used to love this clan. So proud to have you as my father. But you are a cold-hearted murderer!" Hawkstar was taken aback by the words.
"And I used to love you, Treedust." He growled, pouncing on his son and swiftly snapping his neck, the sound of bone crackling made Kestrelberry cringe.
"No!" Kestrelberry screeched. "You murdered my brother!" Starlingfur silently brought her kits closer to her and dashed across the border to meet Silverwing who had come as an escort.
"Help!" Starlingfur meowed urgently. "Hawkstar found us and murdered Treedust!" Silverwing's eyes grew round and she moved swiftly to where Treedust lay.
"Hawkstar." She snarled. "Come Kestrelberry, it's time." Kestrelberry raked his claws down his fathers pelt and bit into his neck, his father fell limp. He was dead, on his final life.
"He's gone now, it was his last life." Kestrelberry meowed proudly. "Come Starlingfur, let's go back to camp, we can live with Snowstar."
"All of this just to turn back, a death of a leader and a warrior for nothing." Silverwing meowed.
"Hawkstar needed to die." He hissed. "He died from a murder, ironic." Starlingfur scooped up her kits and started to move back through the undergrowth towards camp.