Chapter 40
Ok beauties, this is hopefully and emotionally, yet beautiful chapter. Also, UTSD is ending soon, but Divided Stars is starting soon! YAY! But I won't talk about that right now. Sorry in advance if this chapter is short, Keeper, Fox, Cap, and I will be working on a crazy long finale. Bye Ashes love you babes! :POV= TERROR/CANINE:
Canine heard voices as he started to regain consciousness. Opening his crystal-blue was a struggle, for they were tightly closed and sticky with blood from the gash on his forehead. The tom, now mute, felt warmth radiating from someone's pelt, and looked to his right to see Terror's holding him close, snoring softly.
Shock and happiness radiated from his own bloodied pelt, and his smile reveled words he would never be able to express.
Canine licked his leader's ear, before dozing off again. I love you, I-I love you and I will never be able to tell you. A tear fell from his eyes, falling all the way to his paws. Sleep soon came to him.
Terror's blood-red eyes snapped open when he felt someone's breath on his neck. He growled at Nightfall, fat as ever and letting out rasping breaths, looked down at him, worry clouding her vision. "What do you want?" He snorted. He saw her hurt expression and a strange sense of pride ripple through his fur.
"I wanted to make sure you were ok. In that skirmish with Zeldastar, we almost lost Duststorm. We need to save our strength for when we…we…kill them all," she shuddered.
"Don't worry about me Nighty, it's Canine you should be worried about. He looks like he's about to pass," the sandy tom wheezed.
Terror hissed through gritted teeth as he hauled himself from the nest, careful not to wake up Canine. "Shut up Duststorm, no one cares about your opinions!" Terror hissed. The sandy brown tom shrugged and soon fell asleep.
"Duststorm is right Terror…Canine doesn't look well-" her sentence was cut off as Terror raked his claws across her cheek, merely missing her throat. She looked at him shocked and terrified before dashing out of the den.
"I won't let them talk to you like that my dear Canine," he purred, rubbing the black and white tom's spine. He heard Duststorm snort. "Get out!"
"WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! TH-THOSE CREATURE YOU TRUSTED WILL KILL US ALL! LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO YOUR DEAR CANINE!" Duststorm screeched, amber eyes wild. Terror backed up before crashing into the tom, tearing at his bloodied fur.
He let his claws do the work, and looked up from his work. His victim clung to life, bleeding and begging for death to relive him of all the pain. "Bleed. Bleed until your life ebbs away, and it stains this stone for seasons to come," the gray cat whispered in his ear, eyes gleaming at his satisfactory work. Duststorm croaked a choppy sentence before he closed his eyes, barely breathing.
"Don't worry Canine, I won't let them disrespect you," he promised through a mouthful of Duststorm's fur. He began dragging the body out of the den, earing some fearful and some proud glances from his fellow Sanguis cats. "Enjoy being crow-food, maggot," he spat, throwing the body into the sunlight. He turned tail and walked back into camp, ignoring all gazes except to smirk at Nightfall, who was still bleeding. The sleek black she-cat shot him a scowl, but the Sanguis leader merely shrugged, slipping into the stone den to be with Canine once again.
Terror had stayed up with Canine all night, making sure he didn't stir or hurt himself. The next day, the black and white tom woke up, eyes watery and quiet as a mouse. "I can't believe you'll never talk again, "Terror sighed. Canine remained quiet with the occasional desperate attempt to wail.
The gray tom wrapped his tail around his best friend and pressed his nose to his. "I love you," he whispered. He could read Canine's eyes. What about all the she-cat's? All the time's you hurt me… Tears threatened to spill, but he held them in. "I-I'm sorry Canine. They meant nothing to me!" Liar! Lily, Foxflame, NIGHTFALL!
"I said they meant nothing to me!" Terror yowled, startling Canine. "Nothing at all! I love you and I will always love you!" Terror jumped up and screeched into Canine's face, hurt, anger, and love flashing in his eyes. "You don't understand how much I love you! Why did they hurt you?! WHY CAN'T YOU TELL ME YOU LOVE ME TOO?! Please…" he wailed.
Canine tried to hold in tears. He tried to scream until his lungs burnt. He desperately tried to tell Terror that he had a love that burned so brightly and passionately in his heart! Nothing ever worked.
Tears poured down his bloody cheeks in silent sobs. No sound came out when he tried to scream. I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! He begged every star in the sky, willed any spirit out there to give him hope of speaking.
PLEASE! Whoever is out there, let at me him I love him!
Nothing. Silence. That's all there will ever be.
Canine looked at Terror, who's red eyes were misty with pain. I love you…
