Choose Your Own Path •A Warriors Adventure Game•

Chapter Forty Eight

  Chasing the fish along the raging river, you were back in Riverclan territory. Realizing this, you abandoned your catch and take a look around, this seemed like Starclan territory. The trees gleaned with stars and the branches seemed to call to you, beckoning you to jump right into them.
"Hello?" You call. A familiar white pelt stepped from out of the bushes.
"You got me." Bloodpaw purred. Her pelt was no longer drenched with blood and...
"Bloodpaw! Oh my sweet daughter!" You charged toward her as more cats crowded around you.
Deathpaw, Pebblestep, Junipervine, Newttail, Blazewing, Tinyvoice, Torrentstream, Robinseed, Heronpaw, and Birdpaw.
And Killkit. The small kits' eyes were out up with joy as you glanced at him.
"Killkit." You managed to whisper out. He was much much larger now.
"I am Marblefoot now. Hollowheart chose a ruthless names for us and we have decided to change it."
Deathpaw nodded.
"I am Windspring."
Your eyes begin to water as you see all your loved ones around you.
Torrentstream nuzzled you affectionately.
"I miss you here." He whispered.

Blazewing stepped up to you, eyes gleaming.
"Tell Pebbleshade I still love her and I am waiting for her in Starclan."
You nod as they begin to fade.

                             ***

A loud boom awoke you from your dream, as well as other cats. Cats scrambled to their paws, claws out. Everyone looked around anxiously awaiting the next boom. Some cats slithered deeper into to their nests and dens.
Shredpaws' eyes were wide with terror and fear.
Another deafening boom sounded closer.
"What's going on?" A kit wailed.
Soon the thing came into view, shooting from the pine trees, a small light flashed.
Reaching mid-air, the light cracked into hundreds of smaller lights, creating more booms. More of these light shot into the air.

Yowls of surprise and fear erupted from the clearing. Hailstar yowled over the lights and sounds.
"Move move move! Get out of here!"
While everyone filed out of the bushes and make-shift nests, more and more lights and crackles exploded through the air. Grabbing the shaking and frozen Windclan kit, you prepared to leave but Lilypad stood still, terrified of everything. You yanked her by her scruff yelling,
"C'mon!" She shook her head, as if clearing her fear, and bolted out of the scene, followed by Shredpaw.

Far away, Twolegs yowled happily.
One shouted something along the lines of,
"Happy Fourth of July!"
You didn't know what it meant but it didn't sound good. More Twolegs joined in, shouting and yowling. Twoleg dogs barked and howled along with them. Though sweet and delicious scents and smells drifted through the air you didn't follow them as you normally would and began to bolt away.

A small, shocked and terrified wail sounded behind you, quiet amongst the crackles and booms.
"Help!" 
Turning your head back, one of the lights broke out of it's course and was shooting straight toward a black and ginger tabby she kit, whose leg was trapped under a bush of sharp thorns.
"Someone help!" The kit cried.

Do you....

A. Risk your life and the Windclan kits' life saving the helpless kit

B. Keep running