Chapter Fifty Seven

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If you chose...

A. "I'll name the the tabby Nettlekit."
Flashbacks of you, Nettlepaw, Pebblepaw, and Blazepaw snapped you out of time.

If you chose...

B. "I'll name the tabby (insert name here)kit." Even though you longed to name the the kit after your lost love , you thought it would be selfish. Flashbacks of you, Nettlepaw, Pebblepaw, and Blazepaw snapped you out of time.

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"Attack! Windclan is attacking!" Someone yowled from outside. You race out the den ,wanting to help your clan. Though you hadn't had any training, you felt like you had the power of Starclan in you paws.

Torrentpaw, Pebblepaw, and Blazepaw all fought beside you.

Out of the corner of your eye you see the warrior that had trained you in Windclan. He was beating and clawing at Nettlepaw. He told him something along the lines of,
"Why did you leave Windclan? You left your father! I would've trained you to be like me!"
The warrior slashed at Nettlepaws cheek. As you ran over to help him, another Windclan warrior pulled you back.
"No! Nettlepaw!" You screeched. But you cries were drowned out by other cats yowls. You watched Nettlepaw be torn up by the warrior and carried away. You ripped your shoulders from the warrior that was clawing at you and raced over to Nettlepaw. As you leapt at the warriors back, he dropped Nettlepaws body and turned around to fight you.
But you didn't have any of it. You clawed your way up his back, and tore at his eyes.
Blazepaw, Torrentpaw and Pebblepaw hurried over to help you. They bit his legs and clawed his back.

Once he had enough he called to his clanmates,
"Retreat!"
The Windclan cats scattered through the thorn barrier. Riverclan snarled back at them. Hailstar climbed onto the High Rock.
"Riverclan has won!" The cats cheered below him. But you spotted Nettlepaw lying motionless on the ground. Thoughts raced through you head.
Is he dead? What happened to him!
"All cats who are injured go to the medicine den. Now." Hailstar announced. About half of the clan trudged to the Medicine den. You pulled Nettlepaw by his scruff.

The medicine den was crowded and the air was stuffy. You place Nettlepaw on a spare moss bed. Silverpaw, the Medicine cat apprentice, tended his wounds.

Warmth flooded through your body as you recalled the times and memories when everyone would bunch up their nests. You remembered the Windclan battles.
You stood up from where you were sitting and said,
"Well I better be going. Take care of your kits!" You waved goodbye to Juicy and Princess.

Stepping outside, Mosskit, Plumkit and Robinkit were all tumbling around in the sunset.
When Robinkit fell to the ground, Mosskit yowled in victory.
"Awesomeclan has won!"
Plumkit leapt off of Robinkit as you called them to sleep. Mosskit let out a groan.
"But I'm not tired!" Robinkit protested.
You shot them all a glare that said 'come here' quickly, they bounced over.
You herded them toward the tree den.  Several other cats were also heading to their dens.
Mosskit and Plumkit let out a unified yawn.
"Jinks!" Mosskit yowled.
Plumkit opened her mouth in protest but shut it.

Once you reached the den entrance, Plumkit bounced into the thick nest, almost fully burying her tiny body.
Her little pink nose wiggled like a rabbits.
You curl around the sleepy kits as they slowly fall into their dreams.
Grooming Mosskit's fluffy and soft fur.
Soon enough you doze off.

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You awake nearby Starclan's pine forest. You make eye contact with a light grey tabby tom. He stood up from his grooming and walked over to you.
"Hello, who are you?" You ask, dipping your head in respect.
"I am Crystalstream. The father of Mosskit and Plumkit. I wanted to thank you for taking in my kits as your own."
You nod.
"I've been trying to watch them from outside the borders -" He quickly shuts his mouth.
"Outside the borders?"
Your eyes widen in shock. Redpaw was right!
"N-no- i... Have to go." He began to disappear from your sight.
"No! Please don't go!" You call you to Crystalstream but he does not answer.

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