The warriorcat hunger games day six
Cats remaining
Foxpaw
Ivytail
Cedarheart
Nightcloud
Pricklekit
It was the final five. Foxpaw felt lucky, but also anxious. He stretched out on the rocks, trying to enjoy the bright sun of the ending Greenleaf. He sighed, then turned to Ivytail and Pricklekit. "I wonder if we could win,"
Pricklekit looked scared. "What if we're the last ones left?"
Ivytail pulled Pricklekit closer and curled around him. "That won't happen, and if it does, we'll live it out together."
Foxpaw finally noticed how small and helpless Pricklekit looked. Four moon old kits shouldn't be allowed in the games.
Suddenly, Cedarheart burst into the camp. "I'm going to kill you all and win! I'll deal with Nightcloud tomorrow." He looked at Ivytail. "Including you," he growled.
Foxpaw came up on the ShadowClan warrior from behind. Before Cedarheart could lunge at Ivytail or Pricklekit, Foxpaw was on top of him with his teeth in the gray tom's throat. He didn't let go until he heard the cat screech.
Ivytail looked down from the rocks. "You are so brave, Foxpaw. ThunderClan will honor you, even if you don't make it through this."
Nightcloud heard the cat screech. She stalked to the ThunderClan camp and found what she hoped she'd find. The remaining cats were allies.
"May I join you?"
They all looked at each other.
"Fine." Ivytail sighed.
"Thank you."
Pricklekit's eyes widened. "Ivytail, she-"
Ivytail slowly set her tail over his mouth.
Nightcloud silently sneered. "Perfect. Step one to victory is complete!"
END OF DAY SIX