I don't own Warriors.
I would suggest reading the first part before this, because you might be a little confused without it. You may, however, still understand the basic plot line.
The Final Storm: Part Two.
Tangleclaw tossed her head as she entered the RiverClan camp. Grasspaw trailed dejectedly behind her, tail dragging on the ground.
"Overdoing it on the breaks, Tangleclaw?" Minnowscale asked, smirking.
Tangleclaw hissed. Ever since she and Minnowscale had fought months ago, Minnowscale went out of her way to criticize everything she did.
"I'm sorry," Tangleclaw mewed back. "War doesn't wait for everyone."
"Grasspaw won't be much help in a war if she's worked to death," Minnowscale replied.
Grasspaw sent a look of gratitude to Minnowscale, and luckily Tangleclaw didn't see it.
"I'm not working my apprentice to death. It's a harsh world, and she needs to be prepared for it."
"The only thing you're preparing her for is StarClan."
"Look, Minnowpaw,"
Tangleclaw said, speaking too low for anyone but Minnowscale to hear
her. "Someday, I will be deputy, and after that, leader. Then,
you'll be sorry for speaking that way to me." Tangleclaw turned
and stalked away, seething.
"Whatever you say, Tanglepaw,"
Minnowscale called loftily after her.
Tangleclaw resisted the urge to turn and sink her claws into Minnowscale's throat. Mistyfoot would announce that she was retiring tonight, and Leopardstar would name the new deputy.
Until then, she would be with Riverpelt.
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Minnowscale smirked as Tangleclaw left, turning to Ivypelt and Pebblefur.
"I don't think she was kidding," Ivypelt said, licking her paw reflectively. "The whole clan knows that Mistyfoot's retiring tonight, and it isn't exactly a secret that Tangleclaw is Leopardstar's favorite clan member."
"I'll deal with the consequences then," Minnowscale replied. "If she tries to kill me, then I'll beat her. If she exiles me, so what? I've been a member of RiverClan my whole life. I know all its secrets. I'll go to the other clans and share them."
"What about us?" Pebblefur asked.
"We'll be with Minnowscale," Ivypelt told him, licking his head. "I'm her best friend, you're her brother and my mate. Do you really think Tangleclaw would let us stay? Even so, I wouldn't desert her."
"Neither would I," Pebblefur decided after a moment.
"I'll stay with you too," Petalpaw, Minnowscale's apprentice, added. "Sorry I was listening in."
"Thanks," Minnowscale said, nudging Petalpaw closer into their huddle.
"Grasspaw would come if she got the chance too, I think," Petalpaw mewed. "She hates Tanglepaw."
Minnowscale nodded. "What if you have kits?" she asked Ivypelt. "Would you still come?"
"I'd bring them." The tone in Ivypelt's voice was final. "I won't leave you alone, Minnowscale. We've been through so much."
"We have," Minnowscale said, her soft voice say much more than her words.
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