Muahaha! I give you... another chapter!
TauMeow: They aren't real. :D Just a recognition, as you said. -gives Brokenstar plushie- That is for being the only person that really reviews anymore that isn't giving me hate-reviews for getting ahead in the competition! Muahahahaha... :D
Gingerstar14: Three words. Bring. It. On!!!!
Exile
A dark gray she-cat was sorting herbs in her den, muttering to herself. "Raggedstar dead... Brokenstar hates me... What a way to treat your
mother," she grumbled as she picked a piece of horsetail up with her pointed teeth. The old cat placed it delicately on a ledge and sighed, causing
some of the horsetail to fall on the floor again. She rolled her eyes and bent down to pick it up.
Before she could, however, a dark brown tabby ran into the den with two kits hanging limply from his jaws. She recognized them as Brownpaw
and Mistpaw, who had been two kits made apprentices too early by Brokenstar. The dark tabby looked up and the she-cat narrowed her eyes as
she stared at her son.
"What did you do to them, Brokenstar?" she hissed, unsheathing and sheathing her claws in anger.
Brokenstar rolled his eyes. "Same as usual, Yellowfang. They were killed by a loner," he hissed, sneering.
Yellowfang looked at him suspiciously. "Nice try, Brokenstar. You have blood on your claws and the wounds on these kits are clearly from a
warrior," she spat. Though she was angry at her son, she couldn't help but feel guilty. I could have stopped him from doing this, she thought
bitterly. I could have stopped him from being born!
The dark brown tabby smirked at her as another cat, one she knew as Brightflower, barged into the medicine cat. "Lizardstripe just told me
that...," she panted, and then she saw her kits. "My kits! Brokenstar, what have you done to them!" Wailing, she flung herself at the kits and
guarded them from the other cats. She turned her cold gaze on the leader.
He stepped back, a fake look of shock in his eyes. "I haven't done anything, Brightflower! I came in here to talk to Yellowfang, and I saw here
standing over these two kits! She killed them!" he hissed, glaring at the medicine cat with a look of resentment in his amber eyes. All she could do
while Brightflower screeched at her was stare, for this act of hatred from her own son had shocked her beyond repair.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Brightflower screeched. "Exile her!" Brokenstar smiled darkly and padded out of the den, leaving the distraught
queen and the traumatized medicine cat to follow him. Yellowfang walked slowly. Her own son, exiling her...
Brokenstar leapt onto the tree branch that was used for all cats to join him for a meeting. "Cats of ShadowClan," he meowed. The cats in camp
didn't pay attention to him. "SHADOWCLAN! Come under the Treebranch now!" he demanded. To Yellowfang's dismay, the cats began to join them.
"ShadowClan," he began, casting a smug look to Yellowfang. "Our very own medicine cat has killed two innocent apprentices!" Brokenstar paused
as shocked yowls echoed through the camp. "As leader of ShadowClan, I, Brokenstar, send this she-cat into exile!"
Yes, another short one. My brain is dying do to overusage in summertime, and no one ever said how long they had to be. *innocent smile* Muahahahah!!! ---brackenfurlover