Choose Your Own Path •A Warriors Adventure Game•

Chapter Fifty

Just a small note,
Sorry if the updates are currently slow, it was my dad's birthday on May 29th and we were planning a huge party. Sorry I couldn't get out more updates I've just been really busy So here's one for you!
So ye.

If you chose...

A. The urge to go left practically tore your paws from the ground. Heading down the left tunnel, the flickering of the lights halfway blinded you. Once you reached the den entrance, the buzzing sound of what was inside of the den became more silence. You scrambled up the leafy plant beside the entrance to get a better view of what was going on inside.
There was a dog sprawled out on a blue rock thing. Twolegs held sharp looking stones as they sliced open the creature. The dog seemed to be asleep but it didn't look like it get any pain.
"Scalpel please." One of the Twolegs spoke.
Another Twoleg handed the main Twoleg another sharp rock.
Unable to look anymore you, turn your head away and prepare to leap down the plant, but a Twoleg grasped you before you could scurry back to the other den.
"Gotcha!" It growled. You squirm in its arms and begin to hiss.
This only made it hold on tighter to your body.
Remembering your apprentice training, you play dead. The Twoleg falls for it and peers at your face. "Y-you okay?" It shivers.
Taking the moment, you jerk your head up and bite the Twolegs nose.
Fastening your claws under its eyelids you begin to draw blood.
It yowls in attempt to shake you off.
Seeing more Twolegs running toward the scene, you leap off him and scramble to the other cats in the cages.

B. A voice in your head told you to head right. Creeping along the walls of the tunnel you peek over the corner and see about ten or so Twolegs sitting on strange stones. Cats were seated in cages and dogs were fastened by a rope. One Twoleg was behind a long stone like thing that stretched along a wall.
A Twoleg kit holding a pale grey she cat spotted you and yowled a warning of some sort.
Before you knew it a Twoleg grasped you before you could scurry back to the other den.
"Gotcha!" It growled. You squirm in its arms and begin to hiss.
This only made it hold on tighter to your body.
Remembering your apprentice training, you play dead. The Twoleg falls for it and peers at your face. "Y-you okay?" It shivers.
Taking the moment, you jerk your head up and bite the Twolegs nose.
Fastening your claws under its eyelids you begin to draw blood.
It yowls in attempt to shake you off.
Seeing more Twolegs running toward the scene, you leap off him and scramble to the other cats in the cages.

C. Heading straight forward seemed to be the right thing to do. The barks from each door sent chills down your pelt. As you trekked farther down the tunnel, a screech came from behind you.
A Twoleg was charging straight for you. Swiping its massive paws around your belly it called out.
"Gotcha!" It growled. You squirm in its arms and begin to hiss.
This only made it hold on tighter to your body.
Remembering your apprentice training, you play dead. The Twoleg falls for it and peers at your face. "Y-you okay?" It shivers.
Taking the moment, you jerk your head up and bite the Twolegs nose.
Fastening your claws under its eyelids you begin to draw blood.
It yowls in attempt to shake you off.
Seeing more Twolegs running toward the scene, you leap off him and scramble to the other cats in the cages.

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Scurrying back, the Twoleg was beginning to gain in you. It's large paws sent rumbles through the floor.
Your paws slipped on the shiny stone ground and it went you flying across the floor on your belly. Scrambling to your paws seemed impossible. The Twoleg grabbed you by your stomach and carried you to the other cats.
He pushed open the den entrance and placed you back in your prison with the Windclan kit.
You were left in peace when the Twoleg exited the den.
Most of the other cats were already fast asleep.
Curling around the Windclan kit, you fell into a deep sleep.

                                 ***

You awake in Starclan. The sky was glimmering with bright stars. Our of the bushes stepped out a brown tabby tom.
"Nettlestrike!" Your eyes begin to stream with tears as you bolt up to him and bury your face in his soft and long fur.
"My dear, I've missed you."
Hearing his delicate and sweet voice only made you cry harder.
"Its so hard without you I've had to raise your kits on my own and raise Shredpaw all alone, I've had to flee the territory with the last surviving cats, I've-"
A rustling in the bushes cut you off. A beautiful grey and brown she cat stepped out to the ferns.
"Who's this?" You stutter.
"I am the mother of the Windclan kit."
You stood there in shock.
"Her name is Robinkit. I want to thank you for taking care of her all this time. You didn't leave her alone in the fire. Thank you."
Before you could ask anymore questions, the began to fade away.
The last words Nettlestrike told you were,
"Leave at the crack of dawn, follow your heart and save the clans."

                                  ***

A paw prodded your side.
"Wha-?"
Nettlestrike was next to you.
"Leave this place now, or never."
You nod as he vanishes back to Starclan.
Picking up the Windclan kit- I mean, Robinkit, was a struggle as she was getting bigger and heavier.
You heaved her into your back as you pick you lock and carefully hop out.
The other cats were still asleep. A clear looking thing was plastered into the wall. You could see right through it and outside was a busy Thunderpath with monsters zooming here and there. Just across the Thunderpath were more dens. But right behind the dens was a big and luscious, green forest.
Maybe the clans are there?
You thought.
'Follow your heart' 
Nettlestrike's words echoed in your head.
But before you could sip out into the world, another though came across your mind.
Should I free these cats too?

Do you...

A. Leave them

B. Lead them to the life of a warrior