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The day was drawing to a close, and storm clouds were covering the setting sun, threatening rain but not spilling a drop. The cats of BearClan were settling into their nightly positions, save for a few, who were all too excited to stay still.
As it thundered overhead, Falconfeather huddled close to Thistlewing, who was looking very on edge.
“What’s wrong d-darling?” He asked, rubbing his cheek along hers “If the storm b-b-bothers you, you can always go to the nes-st.” Thistlewing shook her head.
“It’s not the storm I’m worried about.” She said eerily.
The ground was still wet from the rain earlier in the day, covering the earth in a thick layer of mud. Four sets of paws trudged through the muck, only three of them leaving footprints.
Elmstar was finally regaining her strength from the whole overtaking of Sootmask. Redfin was curled up beside her, sharing tongues beneath the oak’s branches. Redfin looked over with a smile to see Falconfeather and Thistlewing getting along. But he couldn’t find his other son.
“Do you know where Crowleaf is?” He asked his mate, but she just shook her head.
Goatthroat, much like the approaching squad, was quiet with anticipation. He could feel his heartbeat throughout his body, and his stomach was in knots. His sole focus was on the camp entrance, much to Cowlick’s dismay.
Saskatoonskip yawned as she snuggled in closer to her brother’s side.
“You need to get another pillow.” Shrewclaw said with a flick of his ear “My joints get stiffer a lot more frequently now, and I can’t stay still for your pleasure.”
“Oh shut up, and stop squirming.” Saskatoonskip whined, rolling over “You’re the most comfortable cat in the Clan. You’re always going to be my pillow whether you like it or not.”
Lightrunner was not excited. She, Beepuff, and Mudfreckle were all sitting behind one of the rock outcrops. They were trying to make themselves invisible. They were not going to fight, not for Viperstar at least. They would defend their clan; they liked it how it was, and they weren’t going to let some childish wannabe ruin their lives more than he already had.
Fallenwing was at the front of the procession, Crowleaf and Darkfang following shortly behind him. There was a very high chance he would not survive the night, and he knew this. He wasn’t sad, only somber. He was afraid for Thistlewing at some point, but he knew his sister would be better off without him. She could take care of herself, and Falconfeather would most likely be there with her. Ashtail though, if the night went according to plan, would finally rejoin his family in the stars.
As lightning struck the ground, all the BearClan cats turned their head to the river bank, where they saw three, no, four figures standing in complete stillness. Murmurs spread among the cats, until a booming voice, seeming to come from the thunder itself, ripped through the camp.
“Oh, you pitiful creatures.” It roared “Look at you, completely unaware of what’s been going on under your noses for moons.” The voice swirled around the clearing, drifting to different cats, startling them. “Well, now you’ll find out.” It said “I’ve been waiting ages for this, and now the time has finally come.” The clouds started to swirl down in a tornado-like fashion. Fallenwing, Crowleaf, and Darkfang stepped to the side, giving the clouds a space to land. With another crash of thunder and flash of lightning, the clouds disappeared, and a glowing, malicious ghost of a villain stood where it had connected with the cursed earth.
“Viperstar?” Elmstar gasped, hackles raising “What in StarClan’s name-”
“I’m going to stop you right there, darling.” He sneered “StarClan can’t help you now. They’ve tried and failed to infiltrate my plan of revenge, but they won’t stop me. Ever since my moment of death I’ve wandered the Dark Forest, crafting a perfect massacre that will never be wiped from BearClan’s history. You all have made a grave mistake crossing me all those moons ago; and now, you’ll see why.” Viperstar growled and cats started to flood to him from the sides of camp, earning many confused calls from their friends and families. “This is the moment I’ve trained you all for!” He howled, and with one large sneer added, “ATTACK!”
Crowleaf immediately charged, flinging himself at whatever cat was closest to him. His claws were outstretched and his face bore a hideous snarl. But before he could latch onto his prey, he felt a mass tackle him from the side. He let out an “oof” and tumbled to the ground. He wriggled around and got to his paws, spitting at whoever had driven him off course. But he instantly froze when he realized his attacker.
“F-Falconfeather?” He meowed “What are you doing?”
“What are you d-d-d-doing?” He stammered “Are you insane? B-b-brother, you’ve gone crazy!”
“What’s crazy about wanting to help your clan grow stronger?” Crowleaf hissed “Get out of my way, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re hurting the cats I love!”
“I did this for you.” Crowleaf snarled “You ungrateful twat. A better BearClan can help you grow stronger! I need to protect my brother.”
“You’re no brother of mine.” Falconfeather said steadily, his stammer disappearing “My brother would never harm a cat, and then blame me as the reason. You’re a sick cat, Crowleaf, I can’t let you do this.” His brother let out a yowl and launched himself at the tom. Falconfeather hissed and bunched his muscles, colliding with his brother in the air, ready to put him down as battle raged around them.
Butterflytoe’s muscles were screaming as she forced herself to fly over the ledge. She was running away from the camp. Some might see it as cowardly, but to her it was self preservation. Her paws thundered over the muddy terrain, and all noise was drowned out by her heaving breath. She didn’t hear the footsteps of another coming swiftly from behind. Suddenly, she was yanked to the ground, feeling dirt shoved up her nose. The she-cat didn’t dare look behind her, only kept dragging herself over the ground.
“Don’t run away from me you coward.” Goatthroat sneered, sinking his claws into the middle of her back. He pulled her to him and she let out a squeal of pain, almost like a pig.
“You wouldn’t hurt me.” She said frantically, wriggling onto her back, exposing her belly “I’m a she-cat! I’m your clan mate!” Goatthroat spat and pressed his paw against her throat, shoving his face close to hers.
“I would kill my own mother if it meant getting rid of all the soft-bellies in this clan.” The tom looked her in the eye and snorted with disgust. Butterflytoe swallowed.
“You know, it’s kinda sad.” She said shakily “This is the first time a tom’s ever gotten close to me.” Goatthroat wrinkled his nose.
“And it will be the last.” He muttered, slicing his claws through her belly.
The camp was chaotic. Viperstar's voice seemed to echo around in every cat’s mind, and the cats of BearClan watched as their friends started to change. They grew agitated and wild, clawing and snarling with slitted eyes at whoever was near to them.
“What’s happening?” Robinkit asked, quivering against his brother.
“I don’t know.” Sablekit admitted “I think...I think he’s doing something to them; making them go crazy.” The newest apprentices were standing in front of the young ones, shielding them from the messy scene outside. Sagepaw winced as he saw Cinderhop launch herself at her sister, clawing Rabbitbreeze’s neck. The young warrior didn’t get up. Hollypounce wrestled Cinderhop away into the river. Both she-cats were swept away from the camp into the rapids.
“There’s no way they’ll survive that.” He muttered grimly.
“Are you sure we’re safe in here?” Sharppaw worried.
“Who would attack the nursery?” Like clockwork, as soon as the tom said the words, a snarling, ravenous ball of ginger fur hurtled into the den.
“Sunstomp stop it!” Blackbriar cried, rushing in after him. Sunstomp bolted to the kits in the far corner. He let out a howl and closed his jaws around the closest cat he could find, Shovelerpaw. She shrieked and wriggled, trying to escape the large tom’s deadly grip. He thrashed her around violently, and Sharppaw squeaked as she heard her sister’s bones snap. Sunstomp flung her away, and spotted the other cats. As he stalked forward, the young cats moved back, slowly making their way to the hiding tunnel.
“Sunstomp!” Blackbriar cried again “This isn’t you! Snap out of it!” He did snap out of it. Straightening, he turned to Blackbriar and placed his paws on her neck, retching her head to the side. The cats let out a yelp as Blackbriar’s lifeless body fell to the ground. Sagepaw took this opportunity to shove Sablekit and Robinkit into the tunnel.
“Go as far back as you can!” He called. Sablekit nodded and led his brother into the tunnel. It was dark and tight, but the two toms kept wriggling to the back. When they were settled, Sablekit noticed a small stream of light coming from a hole in the tunnel. The kit peered through it and his eyes widened in horror. He saw Serpentfang cornering Avocetdance, who was barely fighting back. He gave a half-hearted swipe, but the black she-cat caught his arm, flipping him over and plunging her teeth into his throat. Sablekit watched as the life drained from his father’s body.
“What can you see?” Robinkit asked, pushing Sablekit out of the way to get a glimpse. Panic set into the older tom. He didn’t want his brother to see that carnage. He was innocent, he was pure, he didn’t deserve to endure that corruptive tragedy. Sablekit shoved him away against the wall and shook his head.
“Nothing,” He whispered “Now be quiet.”
Sagepaw and Sharppaw were close behind the two kits. Sunstomp tried to claw his way after them, straining against the small entrance. Sharppaw cried out as his paw clamped down on her tail.
“Sagepaw!” She called. Her brother sprung into action and wormed his way back through the tunnel. He bit down hard on Sunstomp’s paw, and the tom retracted it with a hiss. He guided his sister to the back and looked out the small hole, seeing Ratwhisker coming to their rescue.
Shrewclaw was in a frenzy. He twirled around, desperately searching for Saskatoonskip. They had been fending off Swiftwind when Chestnutstripe tackled her away. He scrunched up his nose, feeling that same heavy darkness mouthing at his head. He struggled, but managed to push it away again. Somehow, the strong-willed warrior had been able to push away Viperstar’s poison, that had consumed so many of his clanmates with uncontrolled rage and the urge to kill. Swiftwind would never hurt a fly, and yet there he was, lying at Shrewclaw’s paws, bloodied and dead from their fight. The living warrior was starting to grow feint himself, but he wouldn’t stop until he made sure his family was safe. He hoped to the side as Adderbreeze and Hickorywind tumbled past. He never would have imagined so many cats fighting each other. Everyone was engaged. Elmstar had just revived for the second time, Fallenwing was slashing at every cat within reach, and every cat was claws-to-claws with their friends, family, and clanmates, all while the untouchable ghost of Viperstar watched with a wide grin. Shrewclaw sucked in a breath as a familiar grey pelt caught his eye. Saskatoonskip was collapsed on the ground, pinned against the hollow wall by a raging Chestnutstripe. The usually calm she-cat was swiping and spitting at the young warrior. Saskatoonskip was struggling to get up, legs weakly trembling beneath her. Several cuts and gashes riddled her pelt, and Shrewclaw could tell she didn’t have much left in her. He jumped into action, running cross-clearing and jumping over each group of battling cats. His muscles strained, but all he focused on was his target. He used his strength to launch himself high into the air, wrestling Chestnutstripe to the ground right as she posed for a final strike. The she-cat snarled and thrashed with her claws out, trying to make contact. Shrewclaw bit her shoulder to keep her down, but Chestnutstripe kicked his belly tossing him to the side. She got on top of him and hissed viciously in his face. She slashed her claws over his muzzle and pummeled his chest. Shrewclaw smacked the side of her head and grabbed onto her neck, trying to regain the upper ground. He was starting to overpower her when she sank her teeth into his shoulder. He cried out with pain, releasing his grip. Chestnutstripe took her chance and repeatedly clawed his chest and neck, gashing it open. Shrewclaw was stiff with shock and pain, and couldn’t move to get his clanmate off. He weakly scrabbled at his opponent’s face, but it was no use, and he could feel the wounds getting deeper. The she-cat was pulled off of him and he watched blurrily as Saskatoonskip swiftly tore through Chestnutstripe’s side, causing her to shiver before collapsing in a pool of blood. Shrewclaw was gasping for breath, clawing at the air.
“Shh, Shh.” Saskatoonskip soothed “Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse.” Shrewclaw opened his mouth, trying to speak, and he scrunched up his face with the effort. The she-cat watched her brother with sadness in her eyes. “You stupid cat, why’d you have to come save me?”
“It’s my job.” Shrewclaw rasped, coughing with the words “I’m your brother, and I love you. I’d do anything for you. I gave you my all, you’re an amazing cat.” Saskatoonskip didn’t know what to say, so she just choked out a sob. “Promise me one thing, okay? Live for me. It doesn’t matter what life will throw at you, because I’ll always look down on you. I’m always here.” He lifted a paw and pressed it weakly to her chest. He gave a pained grin, and Saskatoonskip howled with grief as she watched the life drain from her beloved brother’s eyes.
“Oh stop crying.” Serpentfang grumbled, interrupting her sister’s shouts. Saskatoonskip looked around and her lip quivered.
“No,” She whimpered “No, not you too.”
“It’s always been me.” Serpentfang hissed “You’ve just been to blind to see it.” The black she-cat unsheathed her claws and took a menacing step forward. Saskatoonskip gasped.
“You wouldn’t hurt me! I’m your sister!” She objected.
“I had no problem standing by while Fallenwing shredded Shadowstripe.” her sister hissed “Do you think I give a damn about family ties? I didn’t choose them. I don’t want to be related to you. I’ve found my place with Viperstar. And if you stand in my way, I’ll have no issue killing you myself.” Serpentfang puffed up, preparing for a fight.
“Serpentfang, please!” Saskatoonskip pleaded “I already lost Shrewclaw, I can’t lose you!”
“You can’t lose something you never had.” Serpentfang spat, opening her jaws in a wide battle cry and charging the she-cat. Time seemed to slow, and Saskatoonskip was faced with a decision. This was her sister, but she was also in danger. Family or dying? Kill or be killed? Her stomach fell, but she knew what she had to do.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered, a tear falling from her eye as she unsheathed her own claws. She stepped out of her sister’s path. As Serpentfang hurtled past, Saskatoon raised her paw and sliced it over her sister’s throat, killing her swiftly.
Of all the screaming echoing from the camp, Mintbelly was the only one Pumpkinpaw could hear.
“Will you please try and keep it down?” He snapped, preparing his herbs.
“Did you seriously just tell me to shut up while I’m giving birth?” Mintbelly hissed, digging her claws into the dirt.
“You don’t want anyone knowing you’re here.” The apprentice shot back “You’re vulnerable and I have zero fighting skills.” Mintbelly was about to retort, but another wave of pain passed through her. She clamped her jaws around a stick and let out a muffled scream. Another howl of pain echoed into the den. Pumpkinpaw hurried over to the entrance and saw Bumbleflight standing off against Starlingpaw and Barleystripe.
“Bumbleflight!” The apprentice called out to his mentor.
“Stay in there, Pumpkinpaw!” He ordered “Don’t you dare leave her side! I’ll guard the entrance.” Pumpkinpaw nodded, and hurried back to the queen.
“You picked a great time to come.” He sarcastically told the unborn kittens “We’ll keep you safe, no matter what’s going on out there.”
Sycamorefrost circled Stormfang, sizing up his own father.
“You don’t have to do this.” The senior warrior warned “Don’t make me hurt you.”
“Oh please,” Sycamorefrost scoffed “You probably don’t even know my name. How can you truly care about your kits if you can’t even remember all their names. You know, Shrewclaw had a point; you should have quit while you were ahead.” Stormfang flattened his ears.
“I will not apologize for having a family.” He said evenly “Your mother and I-”
“Ah, and look how well it turned out for her!” The young tom laughed “She died having another pointless litter. And now there are three more kits that have to grow up without knowing the love of their parents.” Sycamorefrost stopped in his tracks and hunched his shoulders. “This is what happens when you don’t love a kit like they deserve. Viperstar has been more of a father to me than you could ever be. He’s taught me how to become strong, how to develop my skills and build up my weaknesses. He cared about me.”
“No he didn’t!” Stormfang reasoned, rolling his eyes “He was playing you! He still is!”
“Fake love is better than no love at all!” Sycamorefrost shrieked “Which is the only thing I ever got from you. Do you know how much it hurts knowing you’ll never be enough? It’s like a clawing in your stomach. And now, you’ll get to experience it yourself.” He let out a wail and dashed at his father, claws extended. For some reason, Stormfang just stayed there, peacefully awaiting his demise. Sycamorefrost let out a troaty growl as he tossed the tom to the side and slashed open his belly. Stormfang died quickly, but he did so with an air of grace, which infuriated Sycamorefrost.
“You don’t even care that I killed you?” He hissed quietly.
“Sycamorefrost.” A voice gasped “What have you done?” The tom whirled around to see Swooptalon, his sister. “You killed dad?!” She cried, rushing to her father’s body. Sycamorefrost was filled with panic. He had been so focused on getting his own revenge that he failed to consider the effect of the tom’s death on his many siblings.
“I-” He tried to speak.
“How could you?” Swooptalon shrieked, tears forming at the edges of her eyes “He raised you! He loved you! How could you betray our family like this? We’re orphans now because of you!” Guilt swamped the young tom, and his head was reeling. His chest heaved and he looked around wildly with wide eyes. “Get out!” She howled, lunging at him “Go away!” She snarled and spat, swiping at her brother with her claws “You Murderer!” Sycamorefrost turned tail and bolted away, leaping over the hollow walls and sprinting into the wilderness.
Thistlewing pressed herself up against the wall, watching all the chaos unfold. She had seriously underestimated Viperstar’s power; almost every good-natured cat she knew was now at the throat of any living creature they could find. She herself had a few minor injuries, but the cats she had fought soon lost interest and gone off to other targets. She was lucky in the sense that she hadn’t had to kill anyone yet. Her brother, though, seemed fine with that burden. Thistlewing was frozen, unable to tear her eyes from her brother ripping out others’ throats. She quivered at the pure rage and ferocity in Fallenwing’s movements. He was an uncontrollable beast, and she was partially responsible for that. She could have stopped him, forced him to come with her when she left the dark forest.
“Well, well, well.” A voice sneered, pulling Thistlewing back into the moment “Look who’s hiding again.” Darkfang walked menacingly towards the she-cat, blood staining the fur around her mouth, kill count obviously high.
“I’m not hiding.” Thistlewing huffed “Self preservation isn’t a fault.”
“You always did have a mind of your own didn’t you.” The warrior spat “Too bad you won’t be able to use it anymore; not after I’m done with you. You can’t run from me now.” Thistlewing’s ears flattened and she felt fear spark in her chest. Darkfang was unpredictable. She pressed harder against the wall, and Darkfang took a quickened step to her. A familiar body intercepted her, though, and Darkfang was thrust back with a shoulder.
“Fallenwing!” She gasped, looking at her fellow killer “What are you doing?” Fallenwing stood in front of his sister, narrowing his eyes at Darkfang and shaking his head. “You can’t seriously be protecting her!” Darkfang gasped incredulously “She left us! She left you! She’s not loyal to you; not like I am!”
“She’s my sister.” Fallenwing hissed “I’ll always protect her.” Darkfang howled.
“She doesn’t deserve you.” She cried “Get away from her!” She growled and jumped at the two cats. Thistlewing let out a whimper, but Fallenwing leaped too, catching Darkfang mid air and clenching his jaws around her throat, retching her to the side, and flinging her to the side. He landed with practiced grace and spit out the clumps of fur and blood that remained in his mouth. Darkfang was left in a petrified state of shock and fury, sprawled over the ground. Fallenwing returned to his sister and rubbed his cheek against her.
“You’re alright, Thistlewing.” He assured her with a small smile and padded away, jumping back into battle. Thistlewing only stared in shock.
Nightfur panted, recovering from the fight he had just finished. He looked sadly down at Monarchbloom, who had died in her possessed state.
“Poor girl.” He mused with a frown “None of these cats deserve to die, except for Viperstar.” A howl nearby caught his attention and he saw a black cat standing over the body of Cardinalgaze.
“Snipepaw?” He gasped, hurrying over to his daughter “What are you doing?” He looked at her, expecting to see the wild eyes of a cat infected by Viperstar’s mind games, but the apprentice’s yellow gaze was as clear as ever. Snipepaw was about to snort, but a light started to detach from Cardinalgaze’s body. Nightfur whimpered as he saw the ghost take full form.
“Redpaw?” He cried softly “Is that you?” The starry figure gave a somber look to his past father and nodded. Nightfur felt fury and indignation burn inside him. He slowly turned to Snipepaw and glowered at her. The apprentice had to take a step back after seeing the pure, raw emotion in her father’s eyes. He took a broad step towards her. “You killed my son.” He said roughly “Get out of my sight.”
“B-But dad, I-”
“You are no daughter of mine.” Nightfur snarled, lunging at her. Snipepaw fled in the opposite reaction, running into the dark wood. Sadness overtook the tom and he turned to Redpaw’s ghost, resting his head against it.
“I’m so sorry, my son.” He sobbed “I couldn’t even save you the second time.”
Across the camp, another father and son were faced with each other, but this meeting was far from hopeful. Fallenwing eyes his father with detached interest, circling around with him. Ashtail was on edge, not knowing what to say to his son.
“Well, are you going to make a move?” Fallenwing growled, gaze unfaltering.
“Why do you want me to?” Ashtail shot back.
“Because this is a battle, mousebrain.” The warrior scoffed “Someone has to start the fight.”
“Why do you want to fight me?”
“Because,” Fallenwing growled “I need to show you how powerful I’ve become. How strong I got despite your indifference to me.”
“What are you talking about?” The deputy cried “I’ve loved you from the day you were born!”
“Don’t lie to me!” He shouted back “I know I’m a disappointment. You don’t have to pretend you like me. Why would you?”
“Because I’m your father!”
“Viperstar was more of a father to me than you ever were! He opened my eyes to the faults of this clan. He could’ve done great things, but you ruined it.” Fallenwing hissed “You couldn’t handle his changes, so you were selfish and decided to kick him out. Look how well that went.”
“Viperstar was a murderer! I wasn’t going to let my clan be tainted by that.”
“Your own family is tainted by it!” Fallenwing laughed “You’re looking at the cat who killed Lightningpaw. Your influence did nothing. You can’t protect your own family. How do you expect to take care of a whole clan.” Ashtail went rigid.
“You…” He whispered “You killed your own brother?”
“He was a weak liability.” He meowed, rolling his eyes “Oh, please don’t give me a sad speech about your grief.” Ashtail shook with fury, and didn’t say another word, only let out a screech and tackled Fallenwing to the ground.
“I knew you cared about him more than me.” He laughed, kicking his father off him and flinging him over his head. He scrambled to his feet and tried to get the high ground, but Ashtail was much more experienced and pinned his son again, claws at his throat. Fallenwing bit his paw and cracked it, causing Ashtail to step back.
“I don’t want to hurt you!” The older tom cried, pleading for his son to stop.
“Don’t be a coward!” Fallenwing yowled back “Fight me like you mean it!” He leaped into the air and raked his claws down the deputy’s back. Ashtail stood up on his paws and slammed into Fallenwing, disabling him momentarily. He used this opportunity to get his breath and stabilize himself. Fallenwing huffed and let out a cry of pure anger, rushing him. He extended his claws, but Ashtail ducked down, slicing the area beneath Fallenwing’s chest, cutting an artery. The young tom gasped and gargled as blood filled his lungs. He skidded to a halt shortly behind Ashtail. His chest heaved, laying flat on the ground as blood pooled. Ashtail huffed a breath and swallowed, cautiously approaching his son. Fallenwing’s mouth opened and closed, beckoning his father closer. Ashtail bent down, ready to hear his son’s last words.
“I hope you burn.” The warrior gargled. He suddenly flashed his claws over Ashtail’s eyes, raking over his face sharply. He let out a laugh as he cried in pain and shouted, before laying still.
“I can’t see!” Ashtail wailed “Why can’t I see?!”
Viperstar grumbled, slinking around the clearing in disdain. His army was dwindling, and with Fallenwing dead, he didn’t stand much of a chance. He himself was starting to fade, and he knew he couldn’t stay in the walking world forever. Suddenly, a burst of light ripped through the sky, and a familiar ghostly figure appeared in front of him. He rolled his eyes and scoffed.
“Finally decided to join the party, huh?” He meowed with a slick grin. Sandstep frowned and shook her head.
“You need to stop this, Viperstar.” She pleaded “I know you’re hurting, but you’ve gone too far.”
“Oh, so I’m hurting.” He meowed “That must be why I’m doing this. You’re wrong, Sandstep. I’m not doing this because I’m angry with you, I’m doing this because I like to see cats die.”
“You’re better than this-”
“No I’m not!” Viperstar laughed “See, your flaw is that you always see a salvageable piece of junk behind whatever crappy outside it’s hiding behind. I’m not some broken thing you can fix, sister. I’m not clouded in my judgement, I’m not going through a phase; this is me, and I’m not going to change.” Sandstep dipped her head.
“I’m going to ask you one last time, Viper.” She said softly “Please stop this.” Viperstar puffed out his chest and narrowed his eyes.
“No.” He said simply. Sandstep closed her eyes somberly and sighed, fading away. She was soon replaced by a sturdier, taller form. “Oh, StarClan.” Viperstar gagged “Not you.”
“Viperstar, this needs to stop.” Slatestar boomed.
“Yes, I’m aware.” The sandy tom meowed “It’s never going to end, dearest Slatestar. You’d have to kill my spirit first.” Slatestar furrowed his brow and widened his stance, taking Viperstar up on his offer of a challenge.
“Viperstar, look at everything we’ve built.” Slatestar meowed, a warning tone in his voice “Look how large and prosperous BearClan has grown! You don’t seriously want it to crumble.”
“Oh but I do.” Viperstar seethed “I want them to spend every day pondering how they could have prevented me. I want their minds to boil with the endless ‘what if’s. I want BearClan to die out so that their only remains are a bloody smear in history!” Viperstar yowled and began the battle, pouncing at Slatestar. The older ghost bucked him off, kicking his old clanmate in the jaw. Viperstar spit out blood, but was quick to return to his feet. He sprinted at his target, leaping over and dodging the attacks he gave. The tom swiped Slatestar’s side, giving a fatal gash on his stomach. Viperstar wanted to pin him from above, so he soared over Slatestar’s head. The leader was quick thinking, though, and raised a paw, letting his claws tear through Viperstar’s ghostly underbelly. The tom let out a cry and faded blood flowed from the clean cut. Viperstar collapsed to the ground and heaved a few breaths before staying still, eyes and mouth still wide open. Slatestar felt himself fading as well. The wounds were too great for even StarClan to recover. He took one final look of pride of his legacy, of his Clan, before eventually fading alongside Viperstar, leaving the clearing and going to some unknown place.
The effects of Viperstar’s mind games seemed to wear off after his second death, and the cats of BearClan were now trying to attempt some sort of clean up. Many cats were shaken to the core, unable to forgive themselves for their actions under the villain’s influence (no matter how many times they were assured no blame was on them). Elmstar was limping around the clearing, assessing the damage. Pumpkinpaw was now the only medicine cat BearClan had, and while trying to grieve Bumbleflight’s death, the poor young cat also had to tend the wounds of whatever living cats remained. Bodies were sprawled out everywhere, and Elmstar estimated that half the clan was dead or missing. As she numbly journeyed through the camp, she noted the losses of the oldest clan members; Stormfang, who had been the Clan’s first apprentice. Adderbreeze and Swiftwind, who Fognose was silently mourning beside her kits. Sparkstorm was sobbing violently into Burrwhisker’s fur, clinging onto the remnants of hope for his brother’s revival. The leader made eye contact with Shellpond, who was sadly comforting her mate. She shook her head, and Elmstar continued her walk. Cries of battle had been replaced with crised of grief and desperate pleas. The overwhelming cloud of despair was too heavy for Elmstar, and she started to feel her legs shake beneath her. Luckily, Tickstripe was quick to notice and he supported his mother with his shoulder. He guided her gently to the entrance of the camp, sitting with her by the bank of the river. The two cats silently watched the sun come up, a new day beginning even in the wake of the horrible battle.
“Oh, Tickstripe.” The leader sniffled, a single tear rolling down her cheek “Why has StarClan cursed us? What did we ever do to deserve these horrible things ”
[viperstar unleashes his forces on the unsuspecting bearclan cats. many (50 rip) cats are killed in the fight]
[snipepaw, sycamorefrost, and twigsnap run away/escape from the camp. twigsnap flees to her mate in chessclan, sycamorefrost flees to scarabclan, and snipepaw to highgarden]
[during the battle, ashtail is forced to kill fallenwing. before the warrior dies, however, he blinds his father]
[mintbelly goes into labor during the battle. x1 chervil is used, and bumbleflight and pumpkinpaw assists]
[nightfur, tickstripe, serpentfang, fognose, fognose, and butterflytoe patrol]
[fallenwing, serpentfang, thistlewing, falconfeather, gorsewind, and shellpond hunt]
[dunefeather, heronstep, beepuff, beantail, silverdrop, and chestnutstripe hunt]
[twigsnap, splashfur, owlshade, darkfang, vulturecrest, and mudfreckle hunt]
[avocetdance, splashfur, nettlemist, redfin, applebee, and ricecub hunt]
[shrewclaw, hollypounce, mossbounce, minktwist, sparkstorm, and sunstomp hunt]
[bumbleflight and pumpkinpaw look for herbs]
[bumbleflight teaches pumpkinpaw application]
[sleetpaw takes her final assessment]
[batpaw takes his final assessment]
[hollypounce teaches turkeypaw stealth]
[lightrunner teaches runningpaw climbing]
[bisonclaw mentors sagepaw]
[cougarpounce mentors sharppaw]
[marmotsnout mentors beaverpaw]
[the clan fasts]
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♛ elmstar, 68 m, ♀
(✦✦✦) xxxxx𝖉𝖊𝖕𝖚𝖙𝖞:
♜ ashtail, 54 m, ♂
↪ blind xxxxx𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖙:
✺ bumbleflight, 70 m, ♂ xx𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊:
✺ pumpkinpaw, 12 m, ♂ 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖗𝖘:
➣ stormfang, 80 m, ♂
➣ swiftwind, 71 m, ♂
➣ nightfur, 68 m, ♂
➣ hickorywind, 61 m, ♂
↪ blind in one eye
➣ adderbreeze, 74 m, ♀
➣ hollypounce, 61 m, ♀
➣ redfin, 75 m, ♂
➣ shrewclaw , 52 m, ♂
➣ badgergaze, 50 m, ♂
➣ burrwhisker, 44 m, ♂
➣ sparkstorm, 44 m, ♂
➣ blackbriar, 77 m, ♀
➣ sunstomp, 44 m, ♂
➣ owlshade, 39 m, ♂
➣ ricecub, 57 m, ♀
➣ chestnutstripe, 46 m, ♀
➣ darkfang, 39 m, ♀
➣ ryetail, 37 m, ♀
➣ nimbuscurl, 44 m, ♂
➣ mossbounce, 35 m, ♂
➣ twigsnap, 36 m, ♀
➣ applebee, 35 m, ♀
➣ butterflytoe, 33 m, ♀
➣ fognose, 74 m, ♀
➣ marmotsnout, 56 m, ♀
➣ tickstripe, 33 m, ♂
➣ lightrunner, 38 m, ♀
➣ gorsewind, 46 m, ♀
➣ bisonclaw, 36 m, ♂
➣ avocetdance, 44 m, ♂
➣ nettlemist, 43 m, ♀
➣ shellpond, 42 m, ♀
➣ vulturecrest, 57 m, ♂
➣ squashtuft, 39 m, ♂ (afab)
➣ mudfreckle, 27 m, ♀
➣ beantail, 26 m, ♀
➣ toadskip, 26 m, ♂
➣ saskatoonskip, 24 m, ♀
➣ serpentfang, 24 m, ♀
➣ fallenwing, 23 m, ♂
➣ thistlewing, 23 m, ♀
➣ minktwist, 22 m, ♀
➣ jacobintail, 22 m, ♂
➣ hazeburst, 23 m, ♀
↪ asthmatic
➣ silverdrop, 47 m, ♀
➣ cardinalgaze, 23 m, ♂
➣ dunefeather, 23 m, ♀
➣ splashfur, 23 m, ♀
➣ beepuff, 22 m, ♂
➣ falconfeather, 20 m, ♂
➣ tulipclaw, 56 m, ♀
➣ barleystripe, 19 m, ♂
➣ cougarpounce, 19 m, ♂
➣ moorpelt, 19 m, ♀
➣ spiderjump, 19 m, ♂
➣ crowleaf, 20 m, ♂
➣ ripplestone, 19 m, ♀
➣ poppysplash, 44 m, ♀
➣ monarchbloom, 35 m, ♀
➣ goatthroat, 18 m, ♂
➣ cowlick, 18 m, ♂
➣ pipersnap, 34 m, ♀
➣ mistbird, 16 m, ♀
➣ aspenspots, 16 m, ♀
➣ torrentmarch, 16 m, ♂
➣ iceswirl, 16 m, ♀
➣ birchstripe, 16 m, ♂
➣ poplarclaw, 16 m, ♀
➣ arsenicswipe, 15 m, ♀
➣ swooptalon, 15 m, ♀
➣ cobaltgaze, 15 m, ♂
➣ sprucestep, 15 m, ♂
➣ sycamorefrost, 15 m, ♂
↠ cinderhop, 13 m, ♀
↠ rabbitbreeze, 13 m, ♀
[url=link]➣[/url] name, age, ♂♀
𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊𝖘:
↠ sleetpaw, 15 m, ♀
↠ batpaw, 13 m, ♂
↠ snipepaw, 13 m, ♀
↠ turkeypaw, 11 m, ♀
↠ dipperpaw, 11 m, ♂
↠ loonpaw, 11 m, ♀
↠ quillpaw, 10 m, ♀
↠ runningpaw, 10 m, ♂
↠ starlingpaw, 10 m, ♂
↪ deaf
↠ shovelerpaw, 6 m, ♀
↠ sharppaw, 6 m, ♀
↠ sagepaw, 6 m, ♂
↠ beaverpaw, 6 m, ♂
[url=link]↠[/url] name, age, ♂♀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀alphaal𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓𝖘:
➣ ratwhisker, 53 m, ♂
➣ maplechirp, 16 m, ♂
↪ blind
๑ mintbelly, 26 m, ♀
[url=link]๑[/url] name, age, ♂♀alphaalҝ𝖎𝖙𝖘:
➸ sablekit, 2 m, ♂
➸ robinkit, 2 m, ♂
➸ ironkit, 2 m, ♂
[url=link]➸[/url] name, age, ♂♀alphaal𝖊𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘:
➣ deerleap, 87 m, ♀
[url=link]➣[/url] name, age, ♂♀ al𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖕𝖎𝖑𝖊:
mouse, one serving╶ 016
minnow, one serving╶ 024
small fish, two servings╶ 016
squirrel, two servings╶ 020
marmot, two servings╶ 013
bird, three servings╶ 008
hare, three servings╶ 004
big fish, three servings╶ 012
al𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘:
North- the elysian dynasty ; Immortes
South- silverclan ; ~•SnowLeapord•~
East- pheonixclan ; stormt4lon
West- chessclan ; sharpiesandhamilton
Northeast- highgarden ; eagle
Northwest- spruceclan ; ponz
Southeast- galaclan ; demiboygod
Southwest- vagaryclan ; lyttlekytten
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