Chapter 8
Unfaithful emotions.
Disclaimer: I still don't own warriors.
Gingerstar14: OMG sorry I didn't get to update.
"Brambleclaw... Come to meeee" A sweet voice whispered in his ear. "Come. Here I am." The voice was soothing, but something about it was suspicius. Brambleclaw was in a forest, not ThunderClan's.
"Mother?" He called. Creeping closer, he saw Goldenflower standing in a clearing alone.
"Come." She called. Brambleclaw raced over to her, but stopped when she mewed, "Traitor."
"W-what?!" He exclaimed..
"Traitor!" She meowed, not in her voice. It was a dark and evil voice. Suddenly, before, he could think about anything else, an huge black wolf jumped out at him.
Brambleclaw turned tail and fled. The wolf was in hot pursuit, chanting, "Traitor! Traitor!"
Suddenly, a big, black paw crashed down on him...
"Ya!!" Brambleclaw jumped awake. He shook leaves from his pelt and sat up.
"Honestly, Brambleclaw, how can any cat get some sleep when you always make so much noise?" Tornear asked. He sounded annoyed, but his eyes were friendly.
"Sorry, I had a bad dream." Brambleclaw replied. "Where is Whitetail?"
"On a patrol with Crowfeather and Webfoot." Tornear answered.
"Oh." Brambleclaw mewed.
He padded across the camp, lost in thought.
You see, Brambleclaw was begining to hate ThunderClan. Ever since the gathering, he had hated ThunderClan, not just Firestar. Anger grew to fury, but his nightmares increased. Every one had been about betraying, and the one he had had last was the most often one.
He looked up when Whitetail padded over to him. "I caught us something." She meowed.
He settled down and shared the rabbit she had caught.
"Brambleclaw! I want you on a border patrol!" Ashfoot called.
Brambleclaw said goodbye to Whitetail and headed out on a patrol with Runningfur, Ashfoot, and Tornear.
Ashfoot, who was leading, led them to the ThunderClan border.
Brambleclaw hissed under his breath as he renewed the scent markers.
Unfaithfully, a ThunderClan border patrol came over, Squirrelflight at the head.
"Hi." she murmered.
Brambleclaw replied by baring his teeth. Squirrelflight flinched.
"C'mon, Brambleclaw!" Runningfur yowled.
With a last glance at ThunderClan, he pelted over to the patrol. He raced back to the camp, his mind full of hatred.
As hard as his feelings were, he felt like crap. His emotions were a mixture of sadness, hatred, fear, and anger.
He curled up in a miserable ball of fur to get some more sleep.