Chapter 24

SUP ASHES! So, I'm posting today, obviously. XD but anyway, guys can you please comment on chapters? It makes me feel very happy to gear feedback J. Another thing to know, contest is over this Friday, comment or PM me if you have plot ideas. Also to motivate you (again) the prizes for the contest are create a new character, write a chapter, make a new couple (ship), or being my personal slave forever and ever! And remember, three people will win! Well bye y'all! CHAPTER TOLD IN NIGHTFALL'S POV… -Majesty

Nightfall woke up to see Terror and a strange white she-cat with light brown speckles, laying next to him. Nightfall's heart burned with anger, pity, and sadness. She grabbed the she-cat by the scruff and dragged her out of the den. "Bu-bye darling!" She purred, slashing her tail.

"Hey! The name's Smudge, and don't test me Nighty," she growled, curling her lip to reveal sharp teeth. Nightfall turned around to see Terror chuckling, watching both she-cats intently.

"Mrrow, she-cat fight," he smiled, eyes vivid with an untold emotion. Nightfall growled.

"Next time, don't play with your she-cat in our den, Terror," she snapped. She turned tail and walking into the clearing, where Canine was challenging a younger tom.

"Next time, catch your own prey! Terror said everyone catches their own prey!" He snarled, leaping onto the poor tom. Canine started clawing him scattering scarlet droplets onto the dead grass and snow.

"Please!" The tom wailed. Canine kept clawing at the tom, blood started pooling and fur started flying. "Canine…" suddenly his eyes rolled back, and the tom's body slumped lifeless. Nightfall turned away. Useless bloodshed, that's all we need.

Terror was watching with pride as Canine kicked the lifeless body of his rival, snickering at the praise in his leader's gaze. "Well done Canine, we need all the prey we can get in cold season, and useless pelts like that," he said scowling at the pooling puddle of blood in the clearing. "Will not be allowed to eat, unless their claws are stained with blood!"

The clearing was muffled with gasps, but mostly murmurs of excitement. Nightfall's deep blue eyes only portrayed hurt and aguish. Murder, he's a murder. Terror walked over to her, wrapping his tail around her. Nightfall instantly felt ashamed when butterflies fluttered around in her stomach.

"Are you ok, little bug," he teased. Nightfall flattened her ears when she heard the simple nickname he used to call her, back when she could 100 percent say she loved him. Before Pouncer came into her life. The gray cat awaited his "mate's" answer.

She shook out her jet black pelt." Yes, I'm fine dear, I-I just need some air," she wheezed. Terror nodded and led her to the entrance of the camp.

"By safe little bug," he winked. Don't play with more she-cats, little fox-face! Nightfall put on a fake smiled and nodded, stepping out into the forest. A cold breeze blew threw her fur, causing it to fluff.

Nightfall started walking through the snow covered trees when a familiar form greeted her. Pouncer! She leapt onto him and smiled, only to be greeted by a gray-almost black cat scowling at her. "Who are you?" She asked, still on top of him.

"Whiskershadow," he grumbled. Nightfall crawled off him, ears flattened with embarrassment.

"S-Sorry, I thought you were someone else-" she mumbled.

"My father, Pouncer." FATHER?! Oh right, the one heals and has a bad attitude. "having fun messing around with my father? Replacing my mother slowly," he hissed, eyes sharp with pain and anger. Nightfall backed up.

"Slow down Whisker! I actually love him! Unlike her," she snapped. Suddenly Whiskershadow clawed her across the muzzle, fuming.

"SHE DID LOVE HIM! YOU KNOW NOTHING!" Whiskershadow snarled. Nightfall yowled as his sharp claws left a stinging mark on her muzzle.

"Maybe if you were a better son, she would have stayed," Nightfall retorted, immediately regretting it when she saw Whiskershadow's sad eyes. Oh no, what have I done?! "W-Wait, I'm sorry," she whispered, only to be cut off.

"Maybe you're right," he said before disapproving into the snow covered woods. Nightfall heard his silent sobs as he ran away. Her heard sagged with grief for the young tom. I should really learn to shut my mouth.

Nightfall started to head home when she felt a tug on her tail. She snapped her head back to see the sad eyes of Pouncer. I'm in trouble. "D-Did you really say that to Whiskershadow?"

"How did you know?"

"He's my son. His eyes tell everything…just like Keeper's," he said quietly, yet defensively. That stings. Nightfall nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"I'm sorry Pouncer, please forgive me, I don't know what came over me," she whispered. He looked away.

"It was because he mentioned her wasn't it?" Nightfall gave a tiny nod. Pouncer scowled sadly. "H-He has to let go. S-She left, and won't come back. I-I have."

Nightfall's heart seemed to crumble. He started to walk away. "Wait! Where are you going?" She cried.

"For space. I need to think…about everything."

"Please don't lave me, I love you," she cried, voice cracking.

"And so do I," he said. Pouncer turned around and touched noses with her before walking away quietly.

"Don't leave me…" Nightfall's cracking voice was hardly more than a whisper as the winds started to pick up. Once Pouncer's pelt had left her vision, Nightfall allowed herself to slump into the snow, crying her eyes out.

Choking on sobs, Nightfall closed her eyes. And so do I… were the only words so heard in the billowing winds. Her chest started at ache as the world disappeared from under her. Don't leave me…