The warriorcat hunger games day eleven

Cats remaining

Ivytail

Nightcloud

Pricklekit

Ivytail and Pricklekit settled into their nests, as did Nightcloud. She kept her eyes half closed. She watched as Pricklekit's breathing slowed as he fell asleep.

Nightcloud moved her gaze to Ivytail. The young tortoiseshell warrior was still awake.

Nightcloud was getting impatient. She dug her claws into the bracken of her nest.

Finally, Ivytail fell asleep. Nightcloud climbed out of her nest and slowly made her way to where Pricklekit lay sleeping.

She held her paw, claws unsheathed, at Pricklekit's throat. This is it. I'll see you again today, Breezepaw. She ran her claws along Pricklekit's throat.

Before Pricklekit died, he screamed, "Ivytail, wake up! Ivytail! Ivytail!"

Nightcloud gritted her teeth. Why hadn't she killed Ivytail first?

No time for regrets now. She needed to escape.

Ivytail woke up. She heard the cat screech that signaled Pricklekit's death.

Pricklekit lay in his nest, blood soaking the moss and bracken. It was a terrible sight.

It was dark, but Ivytail could still see Nightcloud's black tail disappearing from the den. She needed to move quickly.

"Sorry, Pricklekit," she whispered before chasing Nightcloud out of the camp.

Oh, why had she trusted Nightcloud? Realization crossed over Ivytail. Nightcloud must have also killed Foxpaw yesterday.

Ivytail ran at full speed, but Nightcloud was faster.

You can't let her win!

Ivytail kicked off the ground, landing closer to Nightcloud. Nightcloud, not knowing Ivytail was chasing her, slowed down. Ivytail lunged forward and grabbed her shoulders. Nightcloud screeched in surprise.

"Got you!" Ivytail hissed, pinning Nightcloud down. "I trusted you," she whimpered. "I thought you would help keep us alive. Instead, you killed Pricklekit and Foxpaw!"

Nightcloud squirmed, but Ivytail kept her grip.

"Foxpaw should have won. He would have been an excellent warrior." Without giving Nightcloud a chance to speak again, she ran her claws along the WindClan warrior's belly.

She held Nightcloud down. The cat screech didn't come until the sun rose.

Ivytail only felt grief as she returned to the ThunderClan camp to retrieve Pricklekit's body. Once she buried him on RiverClan territitory, she collapsed. Tears of relief and joy streamed down her face. She had won. She could live among the clans again. But nothing would ever be the same again.

Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think. Should I write another?