The warriorcat hunger games day four
Cats Remaining
Foxpaw
Ivytail
Cedarheart
Whitetail
Nightcloud
Voletooth
Beetlekit
Pricklekit
It was still dark out. Foxpaw woke up when he heard leaves crunching under paws. "I heard something," he told Whitetail. "I'm going to investigate."
"Let me come with you." Whitetail stood up. Once outside the camp, Foxpaw dropped into a hunters' crouch. He noticed Voletooth pacing.
He didn't hesitate. He sprang on top of the RiverClan warrior. Whitetail followed, clawing rapidly until Voletooth fell dead and the cat screech went up.
Cedarheart watched, snickering, from the top of a tree as Voletooth died. He knew he would be safe if he just stayed in the tree for the rest of the games.
Once the sun rose, Pricklekit picked up Leafpool's body and started for the Moonpool. Beetlekit followed, his wounds bleeding heavily.
The journey lasted until sunhigh. There was no sign of Nightcloud.
When they reached the Moonpool, Beetlekit collapsed, his own blood pooling around him. It wasn't until now that Pricklekit noticed the thick trail of blood his brother was leaving behind.
"Are you okay?" He gasped.
"Good-bye, Pricklekit," he whispered. Beetlekit stopped breathing.
Pricklekit stared in anguish, waiting for the cat screech, which finally came. He dropped beside his brother. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
He buried Leafpool and Beetlekit on the shore of the Moonpool.
Ivytail stalked through the undergrowth until she saw a white cat, which she attacked.
"Ivytail, stop!" It was Foxpaw's voice. "You killed my sister, and now you're trying to kill my ally."
"Can we be allies?" Ivytail asked stupidly.
"No! Absolutely not!" Foxpaw screeched.
"Whitetail is going to die, Foxpaw," she murmured. "You'll need me if you're going to live as long as you can."
Foxpaw sighed. "Fine. I'll trust you not to kill me, but we're not friends."
END OF DAY FOUR