Chapter Five
Stonefeather stared around as the dark forest cats vanished, Rouge clan scattered away. Bloody cats stood up, to hurt to cheer. Stonefeather looked down at the dead body of The Tiger, his eyes staring blankly at the trees.A brown cat stood, "The battle is, o-over". Cats nodded painfully, a few rusty 'yays' rose up.
"HE'S DEAD! GET STONEFEATHER!" a she-cat yelled. "WHO?" the cats turned to the she-cat. "Uh, Flamingwhisper" her tears rolled down. Stonefeather ran towards her, following her to a orange lump.
Blood trickled from his brother's neck, Flamingwhisper's eyes distant.
"No, no. WAKE UP FLAMINGWHISPER!" Stonefeather nudged the unmoving body, "no. no.". "I'm sure he's just... sleeping" Stonefeather suggested, even though he knew Flamingwhisper was dead. "He's dead Stonefeather. As dead as can be" the she cat cried, "my baby dead.". Stonefeather stared into her eyes, "it can't be, mom". "It is" The she-cat shook her head.
Another grey body walked up, "so sad, too bad". The gray cat's voice was sarcastic. "Oh shut up Dewfang" the she-cat clawed Dewfang, Dewfang stumbled away. "What a sister..." Stonefeather looked down, "it's not fair". "Nothing's fair" the she-cat meowed.
"WHY! OF ALL THE CATS YOU CHOOSE, you choose... Flamingwhisper" Stonefeather buried his muzzle in Flamingwhisper's dead cold fur.
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