The 100 Tales Challenge

by Amberleaf le Haunt

I'm battling against other authors to see who can write 100 Tales first! Wish me luck! ;3 Rated T, just to be safe. OMG I SHALL WIN! Hehe. XD EDIT: I HAVE NOW OFFICIALLY WON THE 100 TALES CHALLENGE! YES! WHOOT! GO, ME! :3 ;

77. Light

100 Tales 77

Light

"Attack!"

As soon as Blackstar made the declaration, the ShadowClan cats leaped into battle with a feeling of eagerness so strong that, usually, other cats cowered before them. WindClan, however; it was, well…. different. They leaped into battle with a confidence that couldn't be matched, too. They gave ShadowClan cocky stares, and immediately proceeded to try to rip ShadowClan's camp apart. Unfortunately, ShadowClan was outnumbered.

WindClan had picked up a bunch of rogues from Twolegplace, and they weren't fighting fair. They had already taken ThunderClan earlier than day, and they still had cats and rogues to spare. Therefore, they were going after ShadowClan, now.

Rowanclaw and Tawnypelt were guarding the nursery. Tawnypelt trembled in fear as a big warrior came up to them. Five more smaller, more eager-looking ones followed behind. Tawnypelt gulped.

Is this really how many cats that they have to spare?! Wow, this is just outrageous!! Tawnypelt thought, with a flash of fury.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you," Rowanclaw whispered in her ear. Tawnypelt just nodded, frozen in fear, staring with shocked eyes at the scene in front of her.

Four of the cats surrounded them so that they couldn't escape, and the other two pounced on them. The smaller one threw Tawnypelt to the side, and two others immediately rushed to hold her down.
"What better punishment," one mewed gleefully. "Is there to a ThunderClan helper, then to watch her mate die?! None, I tell you, none!"

He started to rip Rowanclaw apart. Tawnypelt let out a pained yowl as her mate was tortured…. Tortured to his death.

They ripped a gash in his throat, and then…. They left. They just left them alone. And all Tawnypelt could see…. was Rowanclaw.

"I can see the light! Tawnypelt, please…. Please stay loyal to me," Rowanclaw gasped.

Tawnypelt leaned in close. "Don't worry…. I'm right here, and I'll never be loyal to any other tom but you," she promised.

"I can see the light…." Rowanclaw murmured, in a voice that was barely more than a whisper.

And then, the light left his eyes. He went limp. He stopped struggling. A faint glaze started to spread itself over the lens of his eyes.

Tawnypelt let out an agonized yowl. Her mate, the one tomcat that she had loved for so long, was dead.