Chapter 18: The Captured

Greytail growled. "Kestrelbreeze, backup. Now."

The silver apprentice scurried away as the wave of Thunderclan washed over the surprised patrol. Shatterbreeze felt two sets of claws slam into her. She was knocked away from the others, flying full force into a tree. Her head was bleeding from a gash on the back of her head. She blinked away the blackness that threatened to take away her vision. As more cats flooded the border, the smell of fish hit her nose.

She sprung to her paws, whirling on the first enemy cat she saw. She jumps over the cats head and score her claws down their back. When she lands, the cat turns and Rears up on his back legs and bring his full weight down on her. She yowls, collapsing into the dust. She flips over as the tom stands over her. Growling, she rakes his belly. He snarls as his eyes cloud with pain and gives her a whack on the head, then bites her stomach.

The pain was excruciating. She gasps and sputters, her eyes and face scrunched up tight. The tom is then knocked over by one of her clanmates. She can't tell who helped. All she can feel is the pain. Suddenly, something grabs ahold of her scruff and drags her. The noises of battle seem to dim as she bumps along the soil. She mumbles. "I'm fine…let me fight." An unfamiliar chuckle causes her to force herself to open her eyes.

Two cats stood before her, grinning devilishly. One, with sharp, cold dark amber eyes, fluffy dark tabby fur, and a white tail, looked at her with disgust and rage. The red tom with green eyes lashed his tail. He spoke softly as Shatterbreeze tried to stand before collapsing. "Is this the one Duskstar wants?"

"It looks too much like that fox-heart two-face murderer. I say we kill it now."

"No! It will be a great bargaining tool. We'll just take them both."

Frowning, she looks around. An unmoving lump of short silver fur lays a tail-length away. Kestrelbreeze. She didn't get the backup. No!

The sound of pawsteps makes her eyes tear away from her fallen sister to the rest of the patrol. They were horribly torn up. Wait. Silver, Chill, Lynxbreeze. Where's… Greytail! The dark grey tabby tom appeared from the Riverclan and Thunderclan mass, unscathed. She growled. "You traitor!"

She squirms around, trying to get up, but the red tom puts a paw on her side, and the pain and weakness that overcomes her stops her.

"Oh yes Shatterbreeze. Congratulations on figuring it out. You're a little too late though."

Silver hissed, and received a bite to the shoulder. Greytail flicked his tail. "Let's get the prisoners to Thunderclan. Duskstar will be most pleased with our catch."

Sorry it's super short. Just a quick one before bed. Happy Easter!