SURRENDER
Frozenpool had never been content with her life as a ThunderClan warrior, and was willing to give it up without a fight.
Some nights she prayed to StarClan that they'd take her peacefully in her sleep.
"Life is sacred," Frostflower, an elder and Frozenpool's own mother, tells her all the time. "You only get one."
"I know," Frozenpool replied. "I'm glad there's only one."
Frozenpool had her eye on Ashtail for some time now. Finally he padded over to her. "Frozenpool, I need to tell you something."
Her heart fluttered. "What is it?"
"I love you."
Then it nearly stopped pounding. "I love you too, Ashtail."
So they had two beautiful kits: Whitekit and Blackkit, who, like their names and appearances, were total opposites. They grew into apprentices, and trained hard.
That was when Frozenpool started to love life.
The day started out so innocent: taking her new apprentice, Swiftpaw, out training, then going hunting with Ashtail.
"That doesn't look good," Ashtail commented, gazing up at the sky as he scraped the earth over his freshly caught starling.
"No, it doesn't." Frozenpool heard thunder in the distance. "We should probably head back to camp now, before we get rained on."
So the couple quickly gathered all their prey and started back towards camp. They usually hunted pretty far from the ThunderClan camp because they found that there was more prey.
Lightning crackled and rain began to pour down in sheets. "Great StarClan!" Ashtail suddenly cried. Frozenpool spun around to see an enormous fire raging towards them and the camp.
"Run!" Frozenpool and Ashtail darted back to the camp.
"Fire! Fire!" Ashtail called. Cats peered out of their dens and raced outside. "Follow Frozenpool!"
Frozenpool waited until most of the Clan had gathered behind her, and dashed out of the camp and towards WindClan territory where the fire hadn't touched. Suddenly, a flaming tree crashed down on the camp, blocking the entrance.
"No! StarClan, no!" Frozenpool yowled. Her Clan was trapped in the camp, which was about to burst into flames! I have to go and get help! Her mind was screaming, but then the realized, what help can I get? Everyone in the camp will die anyway. I'll be the only one left out here.
No! I'm going to save my Clan!
Frozenpool raced to the thick bramble walls of the camp, trying to think of something. How could she get her Clan safely out of the camp? She pawed her way through the brambles, ignoring the prickly thorns, and rushed to the cats.
"Come this way!" she called, beckoning them to the small hole in the camp wall. The kits went in first, and then the queens. The elders went next, then the apprentices, the leader, and lastly the warriors.
"You did an amazing job, Frozenpool," Ashtail purred as he followed the warriors out. A flaming tree just above the spot where the hole in the camp wall was was beginning to wobble. Just as the last warrior fled out of the camp, it crashed.
"Frozenpool!" Ashtail yowled.
Frozenpool glanced around. There was no way out. She tried to paw her way through another part of the bramble wall, but it was starting to burn. Finally she gave up the life she now loved.
I surrender.
Stupid.
xx-Starfall-xx