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Warriors Series 5.5: Echoes of the War
Book 6: Silent Sacrifice
Chapter Fourteen

     “Nice catch!”

     The tiny gray she-cat looked up, a shrew dangling from her jaws. “Thanks!” she purred around the mouthful of fur. She approached Blazeheart, bumping her muzzle against his chin in an affectionate gesture. “It's not the plumpest thing, but maybe Wrenkit can share it with Silentstorm's kits.”

     Blazeheart gave a small purr, giving Ambertalon a quick, affectionate lick on top of her head. Even as he purred, however, worried pricked at his heart, and Ambertalon's eyes still glowed with sadness. Prey had gotten so scarce that some of the queens had been recruited into hunting patrols. Ambertalon had chosen to join Blazeheart's hunting patrol later in the day, leaving Wrenkit to be looked after by Silentstorm. Duskpaw, Skystripe, and Foxpaw were on the patrol as well, waiting behind Blazeheart as Ambertalon returned with her prey.

     “At least one of us has caught something,” Skystripe grumbled, lashing his tail with frustration. His voice was still rough from coughing, but the tom had been one of the lucky cats to recover from his whitecough without the aid of catmint. “I haven't scented as much as a mouse since we left camp. And it would certainly help to train my apprentice if there was actually any prey around to hunt.” He gave Foxpaw a sideways glance, his eyes narrowed.

     Foxpaw gave a nervous hop, startled, her tail flicking anxiously behind her. “I'm sorry about earlier,” she apologized immediately. “I really thought that was a bird I saw moving, not a leaf blowing in the wind.”

     Skystripe just shrugged in response. Blazeheart shared an uneasy glance with Ambertalon. Foxpaw was the spitting image of her father, Foxleap, but she seemed to have none of his confidence or cheer. Three moons into her training, she was still clumsy and often made mistakes, and she grew anxious and stuttered over any mistake she made. Blazeheart had a feeling that her mentor didn't improve her anxiety very much. Skystripe was a impulsive, smug, and often grumpy warrior, and seemed highly critical as a mentor. Foxpaw was tripping over herself trying to please him, but he rarely seemed to praise her, and was impatient with her mistakes.

     “Even if the bird wasn't real, that was a great pounce!” Duskpaw assured the younger apprentice. She gave Foxpaw a friendly nudge with her shoulder, then threw a quick glare at Skystripe. The blunt apprentice made no secret of her regard for her denmates mentor. “If you really look just like your father, it's no wonder they called him Foxleap, if he could leap like that too. Next time, when there's a real bird, it won't stand a chance!”

     Foxpaw gave her friend a small purr of thanks, but seemed to shrink back when Duskpaw mentioned her father. Blazeheart watched the apprentice, feeling a brush of concern. What was that about?

     “I just hope there's enough time after hunting tomorrow to practice some battle moves,” Duskpaw chattered on, as talkative as ever. “I really want to practice that roll and swipe move some more, I didn't feel like I really got it down last time. There's been so many hunting patrols lately, it feels like there's never any time to practice fighting anymore. I know why we have to keep hunting, but if there's a battle, how are we going to be ready for it?”

     “You could always talk the enemy to death,” Skystripe grumbled.

     Blazeheart shot a glare at the younger warrior. “Or maybe your attitude will be enough to send them running,” he snapped back. As a cat raised partly by Jayfeather, he could take a lot of snark and sarcasm, but insults to his apprentice was where he drew the line. Skystripe glared at Blazeheart for a few moments, lashing his tail, but didn't respond.

     Duskpaw didn't seem to have noticed the insult. She was still chattering, explaining the battle move to Foxpaw, who listened with a patient, amused expression. Blazeheart felt a rush of fondness for his mouse-brained, stubborn apprentice. She could be a pain in the tail sometimes, but she was a quick learner, and he was glad that she had befriended her nervous denmate. Hopefully, the tortoiseshell's encouragement would help Foxpaw gain more confidence.

SCENEBREAK

     They stayed out hunting until the sun was beginning to set. When they returned to camp, all they had to show for it was Ambertalon's shrew and a half-starved robin that Skystripe snagged out of mid-air. Frustration pricked at Blazeheart's paws as they padded into camp. So many cats would go without prey tonight, and he had done nothing to help feed them. Some great hunter he was.

     Things had taken a grim turn the last four days, since Willowkit had died. Brightheart had died the very next night, and Rosepetal had followed after her two days later. Though Skystripe and Robinkit had been lucky enough to recover from whitecough on their own, Beetlepaw and Molefoot had caught whitecough, and Lilyfrost's whitecough had turned to greencough. Every day, more cats became sick, and it seemed like there was no way to cure them. Blazeheart had never felt so hopeless before.

     He settled beside the fallen tree, Ambertalon joining him after a few moments. Neither cat would eat tonight; the little prey that was left would be given to the kits and elders first. Blazeheart only hoped there would be enough to eat in the morning; he was exhausted from the constant hunting and lack of prey. If he didn't have something to eat soon, he didn't know if he was going to have the strength to keep hunting.

     The two cats began sharing tongues, chatting quietly and grooming each other. Though Ambertalon tried to act as cheerful as ever on the hunt, now she letting her grief and exhaustion show. She had only lost her father Cloudtail four moons ago, and now her mother was gone too. The couple had already been elderly when they'd had Ambertalon and her littermates, so it hadn't been totally unexpected, but Blazeheart knew it had still been a hard blow. He pressed his muzzle against her cheek as she sighed, trying to comfort her.

     For a moment, he wondered whether Snowfall would join them. It felt like moons since he'd really gotten to spend time with his best friend, since he'd become so busy with raising his daughter and hunting for the Clan, and Brightheart's death had to be hitting him hard too. But as he scanned the camp for the white pelt of Snowfall, he spotted him sitting beside Cosima. With a brush of surprise, he noticed how Snowfall's gaze was filled with warmth, and how Cosima's paw brushed against Snowfall's. His whiskers twitched. Even if things were looking bad for ThunderClan, it seemed that Snowfall was managing to find some happiness.

     “Ree-ee-owr!” Without any warning, cats began flooding into the camp, screeching a battle cry. Blazeheart and Ambertalon were on their paws in an instant, pelts fluffed out in shock, as the intruders fell upon their Clanmates. Blazeheart was immediately bowled over by a large black tom, while Ambertalon was tackled by a silver tabby and tumbled away. The tom's yellow-green eyes burned with hatred as he bit down on Blazeheart's shoulder. The tabby shrieked, fighting to dislodge his opponent, his mind a whirlwind of confusion. Where in StarClan did these cats come from?

     When the tom's stench hit Blazeheart's nose, he finally recognized him. “Smoke!” he gasped, shock sparking through his pelt. The last time he has seen the former ShadowClan warrior, he had been lying beside Toadfoot, the two toms dead with the effort of killing each other. He had been a ShadowClan traitor who died defending Breezes camp. He must be a Dark Forest cat now! Blazeheart realized. The Dark Forest is attacking!

     “ThunderClan, attack!” Blazeheart looked up to see Bramblestar leaping down from the High Ledge, Squirrelflight right on his heels. The tom's amber eyes were blazing with fury as he fell upon three Dark Forest cats. “Defend the nursery and the elder's den! Drive them through the brambles!”

     Blazeheart struggled to rip free from Smoke's grasp, but the black tom had a strong grip on Blazeheart's shoulders. Lack of food had made all of the Clan cats weak, but the Dark Forest cats had no need to eat, and were as strong as ever. With a rush of horror, Blazeheart realized that his Clanmates were outnumbered, and more cats were still streaming into the camp.

     Smoke suddenly pulled his fangs off of Blazeheart's shoulder, giving a wail of pain. Blazeheart scrambled to his paws as Smoke reared back, snarling in rage. To Blazeheart's surprise, Duskpaw was clinging to Smoke's back, snarling as she bit down on his neck fur. As Smoke fought to throw the apprentice off, Blazeheart lunged at the tom, delivering a series of blows to his muzzle to confuse him, before dodging neatly out of the way when Smoke struck out blindly at him. With a howl, Smoke managed to finally throw Duskpaw off, fleeing into the chaos of the battle.

     Blazeheart stood panting, feeling the sting of his wounds. Duskpaw had a nasty slice on her flank, but her eyes were blazing with the joy of battle. “Well, that's one less fleabag to worry about!” she growled, giving a fierce lash of her tail. She glanced at Blazeheart, amusement lighting her gaze for a moment. “Never thought I'd see the day when you needed your apprentice to save you. Getting soft in your old age, Blazeheart?”

     “More like you're getting to be a stronger fighter,” Blazeheart mewed sincerely. He gave a quick shake of his head, growling, “Now come on, our Clan needs us!” He raced off into the battle, Duskpaw right behind him.

     He was about to attack a scrawny she-cat when he saw another familiar face. A massive gray she-cat was leading a group of Dark Forest cats across the camp, her gaze determined. Scorch! The she-cat had been mortally wounded by Silentstorm during the Code's Battle. She must have died and come to the Dark Forest.

     Sudden fear clawed at his heart as they started heading for the nursery. Wrenkit! He took off for nursery, lunging at Scorch and barreling into her side. She turned on him with a vicious snarl, bringing her claws crashing down on Blazeheart's side. He twisted away, but not fast enough, and her claws were able to catch his flanks. With a snarl of pain, he ducked down, grabbing the she-cat's paw in his jaws. As his nose was flooded with her scent, he realized with a shock that she didn't carry the rotting stench of the Dark Forest. Her pelt smelled of moorland and heather, with hints of twolegplace underneath. He couldn't see through her pelt, like many of the Dark Forest cats, and he could see a scar on her neck where Silentstorm would have struck her. He froze, shock flooding through his veins. She's still alive!

     While he was distracted by his shock, Scorch threw him to the side with a mighty swipe of her paw. He landed hard on his shoulder, groaning as he tried to push back onto his paws. His blood froze as Scorch and the Dark Forest cats following her pushed through into the nursery. “No!” he cried, scrambling to his paws and sprinting after them.

     It was total chaos inside the nursery when he arrived. Lightningstrike was nowhere to be seen; instead, Sorreltail and Hazeltail were defending her kits from the invaders, their pelts fluffed up to twice their usual size, and eyes blazing with fury. Dewfrost was facing two Dark Forest cats, fighting like all of TigerClan to defend kits that weren't even from her Clan. Spiderleg was swiping furiously at a black-and-white tom, back arched in fury.

     Silentstorm had backed her kits into a corner, and was defending them with the might of LionClan, roaring her fury as she took on three cats. Scorch was at the head of them, her expression determined and focused as she bore down on the blind queen. She was vicious as she struck and bit, but Silentstorm gave back as good as she got, eyes blazing with fury. Jaykit and Screechkit cowered behind their mother, eyes wide with shock and terror.

     Blazeheart's gaze flew around the den, until he was finally able to spot his daughter. Terror surged through him when he saw a black-and-orange tom standing over his daughter, who was cowering in terror. Blazeheart bounded towards his daughter, only to slow as the tom swayed for a moment, then came crashing to the ground. Ambertalon was standing in front of him, her gaze full of cold fury as she stared at the tom's body. As Blazeheart neared, he saw that the tom's throat had been torn open, and Ambertalon's claws were drenched in his blood. The tom's image wavered for a moment, yellow eyes glazed over with death, before fading away like mist.

     A shudder ran through Blazeheart. So that's what it looks like when you kill a Dark Forest cat, he thought, his stomach churning.

     His horror only distracted for for a moment. He turned back to his daughter, sniffing her pelt all over. “Are you alright?” he demanded, panic seizing him. “Did he hurt you?”

     “I'm fine,” Wrenkit insisted. Her mew trembled a little, but she didn't waver, wriggling away from her father's concerned sniffing. “Ambertalon got him before he could claw me.” There was a tinge of fear in her mew as she explained, and her tail trembled as she glanced at where the black-and-orange tom's body had lain.

     Blazeheart felt a stab of pity for his daughter. She had just seen her mother kill a cat in front of her. “It's alright, darling,” he murmured, pressing his muzzle to her cheek. “We'll keep you safe.”

     “There's more coming,” Ambertalon warned in a low growl. Blazeheart glanced up, his blood freezing as more cats poured into the nursery. Cats were tearing gashes in the nursery to get inside, flooding inside like rats. To Blazeheart's surprise, the cats ignored most of the queens, and began heading straight for Silentstorm. The blind queen was ducking and weaving and striking with the speed of ten warriors, but she was still weak from lack of prey, and she was beginning to slow.

     Blazeheart only hesitated for a moment. “Stay with Wrenkit!” he told Ambertalon, bounding off towards his sister. He hooked his claws into the pelt of a gray-and-white she-cat, dragging her away from Silentstorm with a snarl. The she-cat whirled on him instead, trying to dislodge the tabby, but Blazeheart wrapped his forelegs around her neck, keeping her away from his sister.

     The other queens and elders in the nursery also jumped into the fight to defend Silentstorm. Hazeltail bit down on the leg of a tortoiseshell, Dewfrost tackled a ginger tabby, and Sorreltail lunged at a dark gray tabby. Blazeheart snarled at the gray-and-white she-cat, swiping her hard across the muzzle before turning to a ginger-and-white tabby and biting down on his tail. They were drawing cats away from Silentstorm, but the focus was clearly still on her.

     Silentstorm snarled as she dodged a blow from Scorch's paw, her lips curling in a sneer. “So, Shade's little plaything came to pay me a visit, did she?” the queen sneered, lashing her tail. Though her tone was scornful, Blazeheart could see her fear in the bristling of her hackles. “I wondered what you were planning with her, but I didn't think she'd be willing to risk her precious fighter in a battle like this.”

     Scorch snorted. “I can take care of myself,” she growled. She came around to snap at Silentstorm's flank, but Silentstorm had already whirled away, kicking out at Scorch's muzzle with one hind paw. Another cat tried to come at her from another side, but Hazeltail snapped her jaws down on his tail, dragging him away. Blazeheart heard more cats trying to come into the nursery, but there were snarls from the warriors outside, and they fled with shrieks. “And I think it will be easier for us if you're dead before this all moves forward.”

     “Over my dead body!” Blazeheart snarled, filled with rage. He didn't know who Shade was, or what these two were talking about, but he could see that these cats had come here for his sister. He tried to reach Scorch, but a black-and-white tom blocked his path, snarling. Blazeheart lunged at the tom, trying to wrap his forelegs around his neck, but the tom twisted away and brought his head sharply up against Blazeheart's chin. Blazeheart pulled back with a snarl of pain.

     There were so many cats in the nursery now that there seemed like there was no room to fight. Warriors were flooding into the den now too, determined to protect the queens now that the nursery was the center of the attack. Blazeheart noticed Lightfoot pushing his way into the den, eyes wide with terror. Silentstorm gave Scorch a hard hit to the jaw, then called her mate over, gesturing to their kits. “Stay with the kits,” she growled. “It's me they want – if I leave the nursery, they'll follow me, and the kits will be safe with you.”

     Fear flooded Lightfoot's gaze, but after a moment he gave a small nod. As he moved in front of their daughters, Silentstorm took off through the throng of cats, roaring, “Come and get me, mousehearts!” With a furious snarl, Scorch took off after her, many cats following the blind queen as she burst out of the den. Blazeheart dislodged the black-and-white tom, then took off after his sister, pushing out of the den.

     When he came out into the main hollow Silentstorm had disappeared in the chaos of the battle. Lionblaze was in front of the nursery, his pelt fluffed out in fury. He whirled on Blazeheart with a snarl, only to relax as he recognized his son. “Oh thank StarClan!” he gasped, rushing over and sniffing his pelt. “Are you alright? Are the kits safe? We saw cats breaking into the nursery, and we've been trying to keep them out.”

     “The kits are fine,” Blazeheart assured his father. “Ambertalon and Lightfoot are staying with them.”

     Lionblaze sighed. “Thank StarClan,” he breathed. As he turned away to glance at the battle, Blazeheart noticed with shock that his pelt was covered with gashes and cuts.

     Blazeheart stiffened, staring at his father's pelt in shock. “I thought you couldn't get hurt in battle!” he gasped, feeling his pelt begin to tremble.

     The massive tabby looked at his son, his expression serious. “I can't be hurt in most battles, yes,” he corrected Blazeheart. “But my powers only extend to the living. Dead cats can still hurt me.”

     Horror crept through Blazeheart's pelt. No one is safe from these cats, and our most powerful fighter can't use his power against them. He could feel his paws trembling, the true horror of this battle sinking in. He'd always thought his father was invincible; to see him now, as vulnerable as any mortal cat, was terrifying.

     Lionblaze's growl broke Blazeheart from his stunned haze. “Come on,” he growled, lashing his tail. “Our Clanmates need us!”

     The massive tabby raced into battle. Blazeheart followed behind him, tackling a white tom with a snarl. All around him, cats were locked in battle. Finchwing was fighting like TigerClan in front of the elder's den, defending his greencough patients. Lightningstrike was beside him, fury blazing in her eyes. “I won't let you hurt her!” she shrieked, swiping one tom hard across the muzzle. Bramblestar was fighting side by side with Shadowstripe, the two massive tabbies bearing down on their enemies with furious snarls. Ivypool was battling furiously with three cats, using every bit of the ferocity the Dark Forest had taught her against them, while her kits fought nearby.

     Some of the elders and queens had been drawn out of the nursery. Sorreltail was in front of the nursery, defending the entrance from cats trying to break in. She shrieked furiously as a dark gray tabby lunged at her, dodging a blow from his paw. Blazeheart recognized the tabby as Darkstripe. “You! You killed Daisy!” she shrieked, eyes blazing with fury. “This time, I'm not letting you get away!”

     The two cats were locked in a furious battle, shrieking and whirling and slashing. For a moment, Blazeheart lost sight of them in the battle. When he spotted them again, they had pulled apart, gasping from their wounds. Darkstripe gasped for air a few times, his eyes bugging with terror, before he  slumped to the ground. His outline wavered a few times, then he faded away completely, leaving a pool of blood behind him. To Blazeheart's horror, Sorreltail slumped beside him, her throat gushing with blood. Her eyes were already glazed over with death.

     Blazeheart managed to drive off the white tom with a final bite, but as he looked around him, he quickly realized how badly ThunderClan was losing. Every cat was outnumbered, most were already injured, and all of them were weak from lack of prey. Badgercloud stumbled as he defended the elder's den from a gray tabby, his nose running and his eyes glazed over with fever, and Toadstep seemed barely conscious as a black tom cornered him. Snowfall and Cosima were fighting together, guarding each other's backs, but Snowfall had a nasty gash on his side, and Cosima had a cut above her eyes that was spilling blood and blocking her vision. Molefoot was sprawled out on the ground some fox-lengths away, throat torn open and eyes staring sightlessly at the sky.

     A nearby snarl of rage caught Blazeheart's attention. He saw Cinderheart and Lionblaze fighting side by side, but they were quickly being overwhelmed, the Dark Forest cats dragging them away from each other. With a snarl, he raced to his mother's side, dragging a brown-and-white tabby off of her. Mother and son fought back to back, keeping each other guarded as they met the attacks of the Dark Forest cats. “Nice timing!” Cinderheart called to her son, growling as she struck a scrawny tom across the muzzle. “Are the kits safe?”

     “I left them with Ambertalon,” he answered, ducking down to trip a she-cat's front legs from under her. “They were fine when I left.”

     “Good!” They kept up the fight, sticking back to back, until a nearby shriek distracted them. Blazeheart froze in horror when he saw the source of it. Lionblaze was being swarmed by Dark Forest cats, far too many for any cat to fight against. He fought like LionClan, moving faster and hitting stronger than seemed possible, but the sheer number of cats managed to weigh him down to the ground. He gave a shriek as one cat sank her fangs into his neck.

     “No!” Out of nowhere, a brown blur slammed into the cat, taking  her to the ground and throwing her off of Lionblaze. “You will not take my son from me!”

     Blazeheart stiffened as he recognized Leafpool. The usually gentle medicine cat was furious, amber eyes blazing with hatred, back arched and bristling from head to toe. She snarled viciously as she began tearing cats off of her son, drawing their attention to her. As Lionblaze struggled to his paws, Leafpool was facing a black tom, striking her claws down across his face. Without warning, a white tom came from behind her, grabbing her throat in his jaws. Lionblaze lunged at him with a roar of fury, but even as the tom dropped Leafpool, it was too late. Her throat was pouring out blood, and her amber eyes were glazed over. The white tom let her body fall to the ground, scrambling away as Lionblaze chased him with a roar. She didn't stir.

     Blazeheart froze in shock. Halfway across the camp, Squirrelflight gave a wail of loss. There were so many cats blocking her from Leafpool, she couldn't have possibly seen her death. But she was stumbling away from the fight with eyes glazed over with shock, pain, and grief as though she had. Lionblaze was fighting like StarClan to avenge his mother, fury blazing in his eyes, and Cinderheart left Blazeheart to join her mate in the attack. But it was clear that they were sorely outnumbered.

     Oh StarClan, how could this happen? Blazeheart wanted to wail aloud from the loss. Their medicine cat, and his father's mother, was dead, and so were Sorreltail and Molefoot. The rest of his Clanmates were either struggling against too many enemies to fight, or stumbling from their injuries. We can't win this fight.

     A deep, booming yowl rose above the chaotic cries of battle. “ThunderClan, retreat!”
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So, here's Scorch's attack on the camp. ^^ Sorry for not attaching a "be ready for feels" warning on the end of last chapter. I forgot which cats I'd been planning to kill. :P

Brightheart was led to StarClan by her mate Cloudtail. She doesn't have any of her scars in StarClan, including the bald patch on her face, and she has both ears and both eyes in StarClan.
Rosepetal was led to StarClan by her mother Daisy.
Sorreltail was led to StarClan by her mate Brackenfur.
Molefoot was led to StarClan by his mate Rosepetal.
Leafpool was led to StarClan by Crowfeather. I feel like he's maybe mates with both Feathertail and Leafpool in StarClan, like in StarClan that sort of jealousy over mates doesn't exist, so cats can walk with all of the mates they had in life with no conflict. What do you think, does that sound right? Or should I have him choose? Either way, whenever Nightcloud dies, she will not be included in that because she and Crowfeather were never happy together.

That's a fair few dead cats for one chapter. ^^ Sorry about that, but I definitely wanted Scorch's attack to have some consequences for ThunderClan, if they felt desperate enough to retreat. I only came up with the idea to kill Leapfool in this battle recently. Since this is one of the few times Lionblaze would be in real peril, and she had already suffered the loss of her two other children and most of her family, it made sense of have her die defending him, desperate not to lose him like she had already lost so much of her family. Finchwing is now the full medicine cat of ThunderClan.

I'm not sure if they ever directly stated that Lionblaze can be hurt by dead cat. But I think he's gotten hurt in Dark Forest training sessions with Tigerstar and Hawkfrost, and I think he might have gotten hurt in the Dark Battle. So my interpretation is that, while he's still a ridiculously strong fighter against Dark Forest cats, he can in fact be hurt by them. If that's wrong, I apologize, but I think the canon supports that idea well enough.

The cat that Ambertalon killed was meant to be someone specific. Someone from the canon books, who died but it wasn't confirmed where he went after death, but due to his actions I decided he went to the Dark Forest. See if you can guess who. ^^ I wanted to show how fierce a fighter Ambertalon can be, and how she's willing to do whatever it takes to defend her kit without any regret. Plus, how awesome and powerful she is. ^^

Next chapter will be in Silentstorm's POV. There was more stuff that was supposed to happen in this chapter, but I think it should fit into next chapter without too much fuss.
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CyberWolf09 Featured By Owner Nov 28, 2018
Tbh I would've made Firestar be the one who leads Leafpool into StarClan but whatever, It's your story you do what you want with it and I won't judge.
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Nov 28, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
That would work, I just felt that Crowfeather finally apologizing for his treatment of her and leading her to her family felt like the right start for her in StarClan.
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Tiny-of-ShadowClan Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2017
Despite all the death in this chapter that usually makes people upset, I just look at it and say, did jayie just want to decrease Thunderclans population or did she want to have a few more cars die for plot purposes or something like that. I'm more curious than anything when a cat or multiple cats die. :P
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
For this chapter at least, I figured that the losses ThunderClan was taking had to be pretty serious before Bramblestar would order his Clan to abandon their home. :P And the Clan was being pretty badly overwhelmed by the Dark Forest. With how weak they were from greencough and being starved with little prey, it wouldn't make much sense if no one died in a fight with a stronger enemy.
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missydanced2 Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2017
Omg! So many deaths D'= 

This was terribly sad! Now Thunderclan is being chased from their own camp once more? My goodness..

Stupid Shade.. stupid Scorch.. hope they die horrible deaths.. no mercy
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Yup. ^^ Sorry about that. But I wanted the consequences of Scorch's attack to be serious, if it was enough for them to decide to retreat.

Yeah, though last time it was the fire that drove them out.

We shall see. ^^
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Mistleheart Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Uh...there was a black-and-orange tom...and Vicky says he should be in the Dark Forest. Is it Ripplestar?

Poor Leafpool. I always liked Squirrelflight more than her, but that was an awesome and tragic death for her.
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Yep, it's Ripplestar. :D

Yeah, I prefer Squirrelflight too, but I always still liked Leafpool. It felt like the right way for her to go, though.
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Mistleheart Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Yay. :D

Well, it was sad.
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squishygecko Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Student Digital Artist
Oh....oh dang. I didn't expect to cry tonight.......
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Sorry about that. ^^
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squishygecko Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2017  Student Digital Artist
It's okay XD
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Grapjuiceorkindheart Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Student Writer
jayie.. you have no honour!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY?!!! WHY?!!!!! I actually cried a bit!!!!!! WHY?!!!!
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
XD Sorry about that.
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Grapjuiceorkindheart Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2017  Student Writer
i refuse to accept your apology!!! but i must (grudgingly) admit this was great chapter
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks. :D
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Tigerfangz Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Leafpool no god no I am crying damn it Jayie you got me crying again 
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Sorry about that. ^^
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Tigerfangz Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
its okay I will live through the heartbreak you put me through 
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
XD
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Tigerfangz Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
you do you kill off cats i love like jayfeather and now leafpool
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Sorry. ^^
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Tigerfangz Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
its okay like i said i live through the heartbreak 
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
^^
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NIGHTSANDSONIC Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Yikes!! Lots of death!!! Hmm the cat that was killed he wouldn't happen to be Ripplestar?
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
That's the one! :D I thought it would be particularly badass if Ambertalon killed a leader in one blow, even if he didn't have nine lives anymore. ^^
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NIGHTSANDSONIC Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
I thought so ^^ I can't wait till the new books come out and we learn more about Darktail
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Same. :D
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NIGHTSANDSONIC Featured By Owner Edited Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
 True there has never been a villain that Erin Hunter never included that didn't have a backstory so we might get to know more about him. 
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I dunno, Slash and One-Eye didn't have much of a backstory. :P
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NIGHTSANDSONIC Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
True.  The one thing I am curious as why he has a warrior like name when he is clearly a rogue.
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Jayie-The-Hufflepuff Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
There's been rogues like that before. I don't think it's that hard for rogues to come up with the idea to give their kits names with two words together. Darktail has a dark tail, so his mother named him Darktail. We've had rogues named Rainfur and Nightheart before.
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