If you are still reading this story, I am so grateful! Haha it's been hard to keep up with this and I even started another one (which you should check it out, it's called Look Before You Fall), and maybe will start another! Ah geez, this shall be so fun…
May I just say I am so tired typing this, I might make retarded mistakes and this might be such a crappy chapter your eyes will burn while reading. Let's hope that doesn't happen.
Meh, I sound depressed!
Just read, dear children!~
Chapter 18
Larkblossom
Owflight gazed at Shadowtail nervously, ears twitching. "Where are he and the rest of the patrol?" Shadowtail pointed away from camp and farther towards the FireClan border. Larkblossom's fur bristled along her spine with fear. Please don't let Briarpath's warning really be too late…
"What makes it even worse is that we have a small patrol; one of you has to get to camp and retrieve more warriors." He nodded at Owlflight. "You should go; you're fastest and will get there quickly."
He turned to Larkblossom. "Rowanstar wants you to go and ask help from RiverClan. They might be merciful enough to help us."
"Splashstar is a kind leader, we must have faith in her and her clan or we have nothing." She meowed.
Owlflight began to back away from Shadowtail and Larkblossom. "Then may StarClan light your paths." He turned around and left the two.
"You must go, Larkblossom." She shook her head. "I know. Go help my father." Without looking back at him she turned towards the direction of the RiverClan and began her small journey.
Briarpath
"Enough! Enough of all of this!" Briarpath jumped and glanced over his shoulder. Redheart was stalking straight up to Witherstar. She stood face to face with him but didn't let him intimidate her.
"What are you saying, Redheart? Don't you want your clan to be strong?" Witherstar asked the red warrior coyly. She bared her teeth and snarled at him.
"Strong? You call threating your own son strong? What in the name of StarClan kind of leader or father are you?" She snapped at him, fur fluffed up in fury.
His father narrowed his eyes. "What I say is law. You obey it, or some cat will pay the consequences." She unsheathed her claws.
Witherstar suddenly sprang at her and slashed her side. She screeched and was practically thrown across camp. Cloudecho and the rest of the queens gasped but didn't dare move except to huddle closer to the nursery. Briarpath felt paralyzed with fear when he didn't see Redheart move.
"None of you ever unsheathe your claws at me, or you'll end up like that idiotic she-cat." Redheart had barely gotten up by now. Her side was oozing with dark, sticky blood. Briarpath raced over to her.
"Don't go near her." Briarpath stopped pawsteps away from her and looked back at Witherstar.
The leader's black face was stoic and his eyes were blazing. "For attacking your own leader, I order you Redheart into exile. If you are found in this territory by moonhigh, I will kill you myself."
The she-cat glared at him with undeniable hatred but said nothing and limed out of camp. The camp itself was deathly quiet, like a storm waiting to happen.
Witherstar lifted his head and called: "All warriors join me to ForestClan. We shall destroy that weak excuse for a leader today!"
Super short again, im sorry! Love you all! Please review?