Chapter 13 - Chapter 12: The Day of Reckoning

Allegiances

ThunderClan:

Leader: Downystar: a handsome black-and-white tom

Deputy: Eagleheart: a ginger warrior with black paws, and a strong and sturdy young cat who lives up to his name

Crimsonpaw- Eagleheart's apprentice; a deep orange tom

Medicine Cat: Embersnout-a once-handsome, old but experienced ginger tom

Bladepaw- a young golden tom

Warriors:

Cattail- wise and young she-cat tortoiseshell with a dark brown colour on the end of her tail

Crowdance-a large, sleek, shiny black tom whose fur glows like a crow's

Gorsepelt- young black tom; sturdy and thickset

Bloodclaw- A wise young warrior. Short ginger fur goes to legs; paws are deep roan.

Gloryheart- A pretty roan she-cat, white paws.

Tenorvoice- A large and sturdy white tom with equally white eyes.

Glasseyes-A small and adventurous she-cat; black and brown

Manglepelt-a gray and blue mottled furred she-cat; her body is permanently cracked to one side

Queens:

Crippledjaw-a white, strained she-cat whose back has a cripple, only Crippledjaw also suffers from a permanently dislocated jaw.

Elders-

ShadowClan

Leader: Ragingstar-rusty coloured tom with a sixth claw on each paw

Deputy: Boldstripe- A she-cat on the edge of retirement to the Elders; completely black pelt with one white, splotchy stripe going down her back

Danglepaw-Boldstripe's apprentice; a large gray pelted tom

Medicine Cat: Taintedheart-a tortoiseshell she-cat with a large scar across her belly. Long scars go from her temple to shoulders

Warriors-

Soilear-a pale nutmeg coloured she-cat with twin tabby ears

Frisklegs- a black cat with white ears and white on the tail

Redpaw-Friskleg's apprentice; a small, bright roan tom with yellow paws

Smalleye- a ginger, tom with long dangerous claws. Enormous paws on sturdy legs. Tiny eyes, hence the name

Pouncepelt- a sleek, brown tom with large hind legs

Whitefoot- a black senior warrior tom with completely white paws

Scringeclaw-a large tom with gnarled claws and a twisted leg

Apprentices:

Redpaw-a small, bright roan tom with yellow paws

Danglepaw-a large gray pelted tom

Queens:

Daisypelt-a beautiful she-cat with strong and muscular paws, nursing three kits

Elders:

Drowzytail-a black tom with a tail that seems broken

Gracelegs-a ginger she-cat with long, elegant legs, white face

Frownface-a white she-cat with blue eyes, she is deaf

WindClan-

Leader: Azurestar- a shiny, blue-gray pelted tomcat, with black ears

Deputy: Tiptail- a gaunt, black tom with part of his tail missing

Medicine Cat: Fuzzpelt- a golden she-cat

Warriors:

Ripclaw- a large tortoiseshell tom

Queens:

Gonetail- the eldest and only nursery Queen, with only a stump for a tail, nursing two kits

Elders:

Threelegs-a tortoiseshell she-cat with only three legs

RiverClan-

Leader: Flashstar-a sleek white she-cat

Deputy: Wildpelt-a wise and generous tom cat whose name is the opposite of his calmness

Medicine Cat:

Warriors:

Redspeck- a roan tom

Foresttail- a young orange tom

Queens:

Rabbitleaf- a quick-witted, old golden furred cat, forest green eyes

Elders:

Loners/kittypets:

Madclaw: an insane black lone cat

Scruffy- a young black and white kittypet

Rogues- a large band of rogue cats















Chapter 12: Day of Reckoning





As the ThunderClan cats furiously spat and grazed a heavy paw over the back of the two formerly WindClan warriors, Downystar yowled out and spat “Do you think they would follow me in here to ambush us or something? Let them alone!”

As every clan cat hung their head in shame, one held his head high in defiance of the leader. He cared not about the rank of Downystar. Raising his ginger coloured hackles, he spat back, “Why are they here then, leader?”

Downystar glared, emerald eye to gold eye, nose-to-nose, cat to cat.

The other warrior did not back off, but only squinted fiercely at Downystar, raising one lip and revealing his ivory fangs. Downystar snorted in the tom's face, meowing, “Do not start this Bloodclaw. Have you no sense of loyalty in you?”

The other tom just sneered and laughed in his face, “Ha! I am loyal, but I guess I just don't want to be led by a loner!”
Every cat, even the WindClan cats, gasped in surprise. Downystar looked around, anger and shock filling his tense muscles. “I-I never was a-“

“Oh, don't deny it, Downystar, I know you were a loner. I was a kit when I last remember it, I came running out of the nursery, and saw a black and white loner-you- sneak in. You sat atop Highrock and challenged Mightystar for the Clan. Soon after he died of old age-you tried again to win leadership. Twostar took it before you, and you became her deputy somehow.”

Downystar blinked in disbelief. Every word of it was a lie, but it sounded so well narrated and perfect that he himself could see the picture the story told. “No…” he started, as the ThunderClan cats began turning away, sneering and raising their noses in disgust. Before he could say more, Bloodclaw yowled again, “Why are we letting this loner stay in our camp? Chase him out-NO! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!”

As he started up the chant, the Clan cats joined him, while Crowdance and Cattail backed away, into the gorse tunnel.

Downystar felt only fear well up within him, now, his breath coming in harsh gasps. Was ThunderClan going to-?

Before he could think more, a voice sounded out, a deep, tenor voice. “Oh, so is ThunderClan this bloodthirsty, Bloodclaw? And, ThunderClan cats! What a shame, to turn against one's own leader. As well as the fact that every word of that story was untrue-ever think of it?”

All cats looked to a white, aged warrior who stood angrily above them on Highrock, with an air of authority waving about. Tenorvoice was the white tom, his ghostly white eyes glaring dangerously.

Beside him leaped a ginger tom with black paws-one Downystar recognized as his loyal deputy, Eagleheart.

“Agreed-all of it, lies.” Was what the deputy spoke.

“It is a good thing my hunting patrol arrived backing time, or our very own bloodthirsty, inexcusable dogs of a Clan would have eaten you.”

“I agree, Tenorvoi-oof!”

The frustrated ginger tom threw himself at the leader, his ambition driving him for leadership destroying his loyalty.

Tenorvoice leaped off Highrock, landing square on top of Bloodclaw, who squirmed uncontrollably underneath his weight. Holding a large paw to the unloyal warrior's neck, he spat, “So, is this the path you have chosen, my friend?”

“I am not your friend, you ghost!”

“Oh, I agree fully. In fact, that gives me right to kill you, because you are on ThunderClan territory, enemy loner!”

All cats snarled in Bloodclaw's direction now.

As Tenorvoice was about to lend a claw to the throat of the tom, Downystar yowled, “NO!”

“But-“

“NO! No blood shall be spilled on this day of reckoning. Let it come when this cat finds somewhere to go.”

Bloodclaw wriggled free and spat at all cats that wandered too close as he raced out, though one cat, Manglepelt, struck out with her paw, knocking him flat on his face before he got up, fearfully, and ran out of the gorse tunnel.

The Medicine Cat, Embersnout, shook his head sadly, the moonlight glittering in his eyes. “Cats of ThunderClan,” he meowed, “A new Prophecy-the second Prophecy-has reached me from StarClan. I must go now, to Highstones. I've no choice-the other Medicine Cats will be there.”

Before any cat could ask about what it was, he leaped out of the tunnel towards Highstones.

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