Tanglestar let her eyes slide shut for a moment, then struggled to open them, determined to not go down without a fight. However, the FireClan tom wasn't staring down at her anymore. Instead, she saw the blue sky and green leaves swaying in the breeze, oblivious to the battle going on below.
The battle.
Tanglestar managed to roll onto her side then staggered to her paws. She felt her legs quivering, and felt the damp blood soaking her neck. But regardless of how weak she was, she was ready to fight. What Tanglestar wasn't ready for though, were cats fleeing past her, heading for the camp tunnel.
As she looked around the camp she realized it was FireClan cats fleeing, not her own.
What's going on? Tanglestar wondered. She gazed around the camp, and saw her injured clan mates staring at the scene around them, confused. FireClan might not have been there long, but they caused plenty of damage.
Tanglestar began limping towards the medicine den, when a cat came up beside her. She turned her head and looked, and saw it was Smokesong.
"Are you ok?" he asked, his eyes wide with worry.
"Yeah," Tanglestar croaked.
"I don't think so," the gray tom mewed, "that was Ravenclaw. He's one of the best FireClan warriors. He would have killed you if I hadn't jumped in."
Tanglestar managed to mrrow weakly. Good old Smokesong- always ready to leap in and save the day. "Thanks for saving me. But wait," Tanglestar stopped, "other cats should be treated before e. I have plenty of lives, and other cats don't."
Smokesong rolled his eyes, "you're our leader. We need you alive. Come on, Silvermoon will help you."
Not feeling strong enough to argue, Tanglestar let the gray warrior lead her a few more steps to the medicine den, where other cats were gathering outside.
"Coming through!" Smokesong mewed, causing cats to part to the side as Tanglestar stumbled into the den.
In the medicine den, Silversong was busy attending to a cat laying on his side in a bed of moss. As she stepped closer, she realized the cat was Dapplepaw. Robinpaw was standing beside his unconscious brother, his whiskers twitching.
"Tanglestar is hurt," Smokesong announced.
Silversong turned, and ordered Robinpaw to keep a watch on Dapplepaw. Then she exclaimed once she saw Tanglestar, "did you lose a life?"
"No, I was close to it though."
"Good. Now sit down, and I'll get some cobwebs…"
Once Silversong began applying herbs to her neck, Smokesong left satisfied. Tanglestar let her gaze wander around the organized, spacious medicine den, and then her eyes landed on Dapplepaw.
The apprentice still hadn't woke up. Robinpaw had cleaned off some blood off his snout, making him look almost… peaceful. Like he was asleep.
"Ok Tanglestar, you can go. But wait," Silversong mewed as the leader rose to her paws, "Take it easy. If you move too much your neck will start bleeding. So go rest in your den and I'll check on you later."
"Ok," Tanglestar agreed, flicking her tail, ready to get away from the bossy she-cat.
Once Tanglestar pushed through the small crowd of cats outside the medicine den, she realized the true damage FireClan had done.
LeafClan was a small clan, there weren't many warriors. At the moment, five of those warriors were waiting outside the medicine den, with wounds and scratches decorating their sides. That left the last three cats helping out where ever they could.
Tanglestar limped across the clearing, heading for her den. She nodded to Foxblossom, who was helping Moonsong with her kits. Then she pushed through the leaves and padded inside her den.
At the back of her den, something caught her eye. It was a soft glow, easy to miss. As Tanglestar stepped closer, she realized it was a small stone, glowing. She felt a pang of longing, and remembered what she needed to do, clan leader of not. It was time to find the pieces of stone.
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