Fanfiction 2

My second installment of that Warriors fanfiction. Enjoy!!!


"CLAWKIT!" screeched Lionfrost. She nuzzled him for what seemed like an endless moment before looking up. "Who...did...this?!" she snarled. Spottedheart looked at Darkheart. "Who do you think?" Icefang ran in. "Wha..." He screeched in shock when he saw his son. "Clawkit..." He snarled at Darkheart. "What makes you think you have the right to kill our son, traitor?" Darkheart hissed. "How are you going to stop me from killing more?" Ivykit, Mosskit, Shortkit (who was deaf, but sensed danger), and Stonekit huddled in fear.
"Like this."
Everybody turned to see Brightstar padding in. The majestic creamy tabby she-cat had a half-intense, half-shocked expression on her face. "For this terrible and unbelievable feat, I hereby sentence you to exile. If you are seen on our territory after sunrise tomorrow, any warrior has permission to kill you." She looked at Spottedheart as the enraged Darkheart left. "Spottedheart, spread the word." Spottedheart nodded and dashed off. Brightstar left, but even though Darkheart was gone, Lionfrost couldn't shake off the feeling of extreme danger.
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For many days and nights, Lionfrost thought about the danger she felt. Finally, she came to a decision 2 moons after her kits became apprentices. She walked up to Brightstar and asked to tell something urgent to FrostClan on the Tallstump, a log propped upon a rock that Brightstar made announcements on. Brightstar said yes, and Lionfrost called the Clan together. "I would like to bring something to your attention..." She hesitated, then said it was for her own safety, took a deep breath, and let it out.

"I'm leaving."




Part 3 coming soon!