Post by tangletail on Mar 14, 2009 21:06:48 GMT -6
Just a story I wrote that took me a couple of days. I think it's pretty good. For all y'all people that don't like Squirrelflight, THIS STORY IS FOR YOU! If u like Squirrelflight...I advise not to read this or you could get kinda pissed. O___o
“Ashfur...” Squrrelflight mumbled, staring into his eyes.
“Squirrelflight.” She growled. “The only thing I can say is that you're heartless and unfaithful, and right now I should go to Brambleclaw and tell him to leave you, just like you left me. Maybe you'll see the kind of pain that you put me through!” He hissed, his fur starting to rise.
“Ashfur, please...” She meowed, her claws unsheathing. “You understand what will happen if you tell the truth about Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Hollyleaf.” She growled, her green eyes blazing with emerald fire; Ashfur's were staring right back with scorching sapphire blue.
“Brambleclaw deserves to know that those aren't his kits!” Ashfur objected, growling. “They should have been mine!” He hissed.
Squirrelflight now snarled.
“Ashfur, my kits will NEVER be yours! You got that? Never!”
“Squirrelflight, I've figured out that long, long ago. You can't stay with anybody. One day, everything you know is going to leave you, and you know it! I'm going to tell them, and they all deserve to know.” Ashfur stated, his head held high.
Without warning, Squirrelflight shoved him into the river, and shoved his head under the water. After she slit his throat, he floated upwards, bubbles of blood gurgling in his wide open mouth. With his final breath, he stated his final words.
“Squirrelflight...” He rasped. “You...really going to regret that.” Then his eyes closed, and Ashfur was doomed into an eternal sleep.
Back at the Camp, Squirrelflight laid down alone in the Warriors den, her heart now stricken with greif as what she had just done sank into her system.
“Ashfur...” She murmured quietly, sighing.
“Squirrelflight.” She heard Lionblaze's voice. She perked up a little. Lionblaze was the one usually in a pretty good mood; he could lighten her up. She smiled when she saw him, be he was the opposite of happy.
“Who is it?” He growled, his claws digging at the ground. Her heart flipped.
“Wh-What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean!” She snapped in a snarl, making Squirrelflight jump at his anger.
“I was there! You, Ashfur, his death.” He whispered and spat at the same time. “It was so obvious at the gathering, Squirrelflight.”
Squirrelflight felt bees in her belly at the sound of obvious. Had she really made it that clear.
“You must be stupider than me, Hollypaw, and Jaypaw suspected.” He snickered.
Squirrelflight found no way out off this. Lionblaze was very good at figuring these type of things out, though she did make her story pretty transparent...
“Fine. I'll tell you.” Squirrelflight choked out. “Leafpool.”
“Leafpool?!” He meowed, shocked. “B-But she's a Medicine Cat!”
Squirrelflight felt she now needed to tell him who is father was as well.
“Lionblaze, I know that this isn't easy for you, but Leafpool is your mother...and your father's...” She gulped from the suspense of his reaction. “Crowfeather.”
He gasped. “You mean I'm related to Breezepaw!?”
Squirrelflight nodded quickly. “Leafpool fell in love with Crowfeather, and I always tried to stop her, and I guess one night of their secret meetings went to far and-”
Lionblaze growled. “I get the rest. I was getting ready to be born.” Lionblaze sighed, then whipped his head around.
“Where are you going?” Squirrelflight asked.
“To go talk to my mother.” Lionblaze replied, starting to pad away.
“Wait!” Squirrelflight jumped to her paws, her stomach hurting a little from the badger attack that gave her a big open wound on her stomach, but at the moment, she didn't care to much.
She blocked his way.
“No! You can't tell her that I told you...I promised her-”
“Squirrelflight, I have the right to see my real mother, and you can't stop me.” His claws unsheathed. “Get out of the way!” He snarled, making Squirrelflight obey.
Lionblaze had grew to be so strong...stronger than she would have ever expected. Soon, he would be so powerful that even Firestar would be scared of him. StarClan knows she was.
She didn't know what she was going to do...the secret; the only secret that Leafpool had entrusted her with, and she couldn't keep it. Needless to say, she felt deeply ashamed.
She didn't know what to do, where to go, who to talk to, or even if she should eat some fresh-kill before trying to do all of these things.
She poked her head out of the Warriors Den – which she had all to herself, and saw Lionblaze talking to Leafpool, with Leafpool's head hung low as if she was admitting something bothering her for the longest time...
Yet of coarse, Squirrelflight would be angry as well...Your sister taking your kits to raise, and them not knowing that you were their real mother?
The own act of her deeds made her sick. Lionblaze suddenly turned his gaze to Squirrelflight and she immediately pulled her head back into the den.
“Perfect.” A growl rose from her throat as she talked to herself. “This is just what I need.” She added, looking out of the den once more. Leafpool and Lionblaze were gone. Now was the time to get out of Camp.
Squirrelflight sighed with relief as she stepped paw onto the soft grass of the forest floor. Nothing could go wrong. She would go to the lake...just to think for a little while. The only cat that she could trust was Brambleclaw, and soon his trust would be corrupted by Lionblaze. Squirrelflight felt a sudden rush of anger in her system, probably resorting with emerald fire in her blazing eyes.
Even thought Lionblaze, Hollyleaf, and Jayfeather weren't related, she still treated them motherly her whole life. Never had she treated them like she wasn't their mother. She sighed, realizing that everybody would soon be mad at her. Even though Lionblaze was smart, he didn't know how to keep his mouth shut on some subjects.
“Squirrelflight!” She shuddered. Brambleclaw was behind her. “What are you doing?” He asked, padding up to her. Squirrelflight avoided his eyes, looking at the water below her, lapping at her paws.
“What's the matter?”
“What do you think?” Squirrelflight sighed.
“You mean the kits?” With Brambleclaw's words, Squirrelflight felt a sudden rush of confusion. He knew, but he didn't seem mad at all.
“I've known for a long time, Squirrelflight. How would they get their pelt color. I just didn't tell you because I knew that this was your secret. I confronted Leafpool with it moons ago. She told me the truth.” He explained, wrapping his tail around her. Squirrelflight sighed. “Firestar doesn't seem very happy, though. He just found out that his grandchildren are from a Medicine Cat. I wouldn't be the happiest tom in the world either, but I am the father of them.” Brambleclaw sighed. Squirrelflight nodded then got to her paws.
“Just standing here isn't going to do anything. I have to go back to camp and settle things.” Pure determination flickered in her eyes.
“That's the Squirrelflight I know.”
--
Squirrelflight padded into Camp and all eyes suddenly flickered on her. With a gulp, she hastily trotted over to the Medicine Cat den.
“Leafpool...I-” With her eyes on the ground, she avoided her sister's cold hard gaze which she could feel on her pelt. “I wanted to say that I'm sorry, and that you're my sister, and I love you.”
“You think something as simple as that is going to make up for what you've done to me? Firestar's questioned about getting a new medicine cat because I didn't follow the code of a medicine cat.” Squirrelflight shuddered at her sister's newly discovered mighty voice. A growl then rose from her throat. “Squirrelflight, get out of my den, and stay out!” She snarled and suddenly slashed her sister across the nose.
With a yowl of pain, she scurried out of the den. All the skills that she'd learned as an apprentice were gone, and she wanted them now more than ever. Her nose throbbed with pain and she hurried into Firestar's den.
“Firestar, please. Don't get a new medicine cat-”
“You're sister did not follow the warrior code; it is to be done at sun high. Jaypaw will be the new medicine cat.”
Squirrelflight new with that there was no reasoning with him. Her tail drooped and her head fell limp on her shoulders as she padded to the warriors den.
Right when she lied down, she heard a terrified yowl pound in her ears.
“Brambleclaw! He's been murdered!”
Squirrelflight's eyes turned huge and she thought at first they must be playing a prank on the Clan...or it was a different Clan attacking and they needed a distraction....No. This was Sandstorm's voice; her own mother. Squirrelflight – without thinking – rushed over to her mother and tears were already spilling out of her eyes.
“Please, tell me that this isn't true!”
Sandstorm looked as if she could only shake her head; her words were mute. Squirrelflight watched as Sandstorm padded into Firestar's den so he could hear the news. Squirrelflight felt as if she was now all alone. Her kits obviously must of hated her now, Leafpool hated her, Ashfur was dead because of her, and now Brambleclaw had died. But the question that raked through her thoughts. Why?
That night, Squirrelflight had still gotten no answer to her question still driving through her mind like a monster on a thunderpath.
She laid her head down, trying to get some rest. The vigil for Brambleclaw would be held tomorrow night from what she had heard, and she noticed how cold everything was without him. She felt utterly alone...
Squirrelflight heard the sound of a cat yowling in pain, and she recognized it as Brambleclaw.
“Brambleclaw!” She called out, but nobody was there to hear her. All that was in her mind was the terrible scream that she had just heard from Brambleclaw. She didn't even know why.
Another yowl pierced the air and Squirrelflight had the sense now to follow it. She growled in determination to save her mate from certain death.
She passed through trees and then she came out to a scene that made her almost screech a bloodcurdling scream.
Ashfur was standing in front of Brambleclaw's body with the same markings that was one her mate at the time of his finding when he was murdered. Ashfur had done it. Ashfur turned his head and smiled icily to Squirrelflight.
“What did I tell you?”
Squirrelflight awoke in the middle of the night, her breathing was going heavily. Her paws were itching to get out of their sleeping position and her teeth gritted once more as she saw the body of Brambleclaw in her dream. Ashfur was standing over him, covered in blood...
Ashfur must of killed Brambleclaw, but how? Ashfur had died! Squirrelflight sighed as she came a revelation. She made sure that he was dead.
She got to her paws and slowly padded across the camp to the entrance. Cloudtail was keeping guard.
“Where are you off to, Squirrelflight?”
“I...I just need to take a little walk...clear my mind...”
Cloudtail nodded in understanding. “It's okay. I know that you just lost Brambleclaw. I know you'll get through it.” Squirrelflight smiled at Cloudtail's miniature pep-talk. She nodded to him as she passed, and then she was out in the forest. She decided that she would trek to the ShadowClan border. Maybe catch a thrush on the way back....
Squirrelflight was on the border; no prey whatsoever was out at all. Everything seemed to barren to her that she thought that the Clan was going to suffer a really long, harsh Leaf-bare.
Brambleclaw had always made sure that the Clan was supplied with at least something to get by on during Leaf-bare, but now with him gone...she didn't really know what was going to happen...
Suddenly she heard a twig cracked behind her. Her head whipped around and a growl – not from her, pierced the forest silence. “Who th-”
“Squirrelflight.” An achingly familiar voice called her name almost in a cooing voice.
“A-Ashfur...how...you're...dead!”
“Of coarse I am. But you know they say that some StarClan cats can communicate with the others.” He grinned mischievously. “Also, StarClan informed me that you're going to the dark forest for what you did to me.” Squirrelflight stood there, horrified. Of coarse she was going to the dark forest! How could that thought never had come to her before?!
“So...why are you here?” Squirrelflight was afraid of the answer. “Why do you think I'm here, Squirrelflight?” His starry paws let out his long claws that were tearing up soil in the ground; Ashfur was here to kill her...
Squirrelflight looked around and saw a dark brown cat with black stripes. A “V” shaped scar was dug into his ear and his eyes were deep yellow. “Greetings, Squirrelflight. You could call me Brambleclaw's father...
“Ashfur...” Squrrelflight mumbled, staring into his eyes.
“Squirrelflight.” She growled. “The only thing I can say is that you're heartless and unfaithful, and right now I should go to Brambleclaw and tell him to leave you, just like you left me. Maybe you'll see the kind of pain that you put me through!” He hissed, his fur starting to rise.
“Ashfur, please...” She meowed, her claws unsheathing. “You understand what will happen if you tell the truth about Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Hollyleaf.” She growled, her green eyes blazing with emerald fire; Ashfur's were staring right back with scorching sapphire blue.
“Brambleclaw deserves to know that those aren't his kits!” Ashfur objected, growling. “They should have been mine!” He hissed.
Squirrelflight now snarled.
“Ashfur, my kits will NEVER be yours! You got that? Never!”
“Squirrelflight, I've figured out that long, long ago. You can't stay with anybody. One day, everything you know is going to leave you, and you know it! I'm going to tell them, and they all deserve to know.” Ashfur stated, his head held high.
Without warning, Squirrelflight shoved him into the river, and shoved his head under the water. After she slit his throat, he floated upwards, bubbles of blood gurgling in his wide open mouth. With his final breath, he stated his final words.
“Squirrelflight...” He rasped. “You...really going to regret that.” Then his eyes closed, and Ashfur was doomed into an eternal sleep.
Back at the Camp, Squirrelflight laid down alone in the Warriors den, her heart now stricken with greif as what she had just done sank into her system.
“Ashfur...” She murmured quietly, sighing.
“Squirrelflight.” She heard Lionblaze's voice. She perked up a little. Lionblaze was the one usually in a pretty good mood; he could lighten her up. She smiled when she saw him, be he was the opposite of happy.
“Who is it?” He growled, his claws digging at the ground. Her heart flipped.
“Wh-What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean!” She snapped in a snarl, making Squirrelflight jump at his anger.
“I was there! You, Ashfur, his death.” He whispered and spat at the same time. “It was so obvious at the gathering, Squirrelflight.”
Squirrelflight felt bees in her belly at the sound of obvious. Had she really made it that clear.
“You must be stupider than me, Hollypaw, and Jaypaw suspected.” He snickered.
Squirrelflight found no way out off this. Lionblaze was very good at figuring these type of things out, though she did make her story pretty transparent...
“Fine. I'll tell you.” Squirrelflight choked out. “Leafpool.”
“Leafpool?!” He meowed, shocked. “B-But she's a Medicine Cat!”
Squirrelflight felt she now needed to tell him who is father was as well.
“Lionblaze, I know that this isn't easy for you, but Leafpool is your mother...and your father's...” She gulped from the suspense of his reaction. “Crowfeather.”
He gasped. “You mean I'm related to Breezepaw!?”
Squirrelflight nodded quickly. “Leafpool fell in love with Crowfeather, and I always tried to stop her, and I guess one night of their secret meetings went to far and-”
Lionblaze growled. “I get the rest. I was getting ready to be born.” Lionblaze sighed, then whipped his head around.
“Where are you going?” Squirrelflight asked.
“To go talk to my mother.” Lionblaze replied, starting to pad away.
“Wait!” Squirrelflight jumped to her paws, her stomach hurting a little from the badger attack that gave her a big open wound on her stomach, but at the moment, she didn't care to much.
She blocked his way.
“No! You can't tell her that I told you...I promised her-”
“Squirrelflight, I have the right to see my real mother, and you can't stop me.” His claws unsheathed. “Get out of the way!” He snarled, making Squirrelflight obey.
Lionblaze had grew to be so strong...stronger than she would have ever expected. Soon, he would be so powerful that even Firestar would be scared of him. StarClan knows she was.
She didn't know what she was going to do...the secret; the only secret that Leafpool had entrusted her with, and she couldn't keep it. Needless to say, she felt deeply ashamed.
She didn't know what to do, where to go, who to talk to, or even if she should eat some fresh-kill before trying to do all of these things.
She poked her head out of the Warriors Den – which she had all to herself, and saw Lionblaze talking to Leafpool, with Leafpool's head hung low as if she was admitting something bothering her for the longest time...
Yet of coarse, Squirrelflight would be angry as well...Your sister taking your kits to raise, and them not knowing that you were their real mother?
The own act of her deeds made her sick. Lionblaze suddenly turned his gaze to Squirrelflight and she immediately pulled her head back into the den.
“Perfect.” A growl rose from her throat as she talked to herself. “This is just what I need.” She added, looking out of the den once more. Leafpool and Lionblaze were gone. Now was the time to get out of Camp.
Squirrelflight sighed with relief as she stepped paw onto the soft grass of the forest floor. Nothing could go wrong. She would go to the lake...just to think for a little while. The only cat that she could trust was Brambleclaw, and soon his trust would be corrupted by Lionblaze. Squirrelflight felt a sudden rush of anger in her system, probably resorting with emerald fire in her blazing eyes.
Even thought Lionblaze, Hollyleaf, and Jayfeather weren't related, she still treated them motherly her whole life. Never had she treated them like she wasn't their mother. She sighed, realizing that everybody would soon be mad at her. Even though Lionblaze was smart, he didn't know how to keep his mouth shut on some subjects.
“Squirrelflight!” She shuddered. Brambleclaw was behind her. “What are you doing?” He asked, padding up to her. Squirrelflight avoided his eyes, looking at the water below her, lapping at her paws.
“What's the matter?”
“What do you think?” Squirrelflight sighed.
“You mean the kits?” With Brambleclaw's words, Squirrelflight felt a sudden rush of confusion. He knew, but he didn't seem mad at all.
“I've known for a long time, Squirrelflight. How would they get their pelt color. I just didn't tell you because I knew that this was your secret. I confronted Leafpool with it moons ago. She told me the truth.” He explained, wrapping his tail around her. Squirrelflight sighed. “Firestar doesn't seem very happy, though. He just found out that his grandchildren are from a Medicine Cat. I wouldn't be the happiest tom in the world either, but I am the father of them.” Brambleclaw sighed. Squirrelflight nodded then got to her paws.
“Just standing here isn't going to do anything. I have to go back to camp and settle things.” Pure determination flickered in her eyes.
“That's the Squirrelflight I know.”
--
Squirrelflight padded into Camp and all eyes suddenly flickered on her. With a gulp, she hastily trotted over to the Medicine Cat den.
“Leafpool...I-” With her eyes on the ground, she avoided her sister's cold hard gaze which she could feel on her pelt. “I wanted to say that I'm sorry, and that you're my sister, and I love you.”
“You think something as simple as that is going to make up for what you've done to me? Firestar's questioned about getting a new medicine cat because I didn't follow the code of a medicine cat.” Squirrelflight shuddered at her sister's newly discovered mighty voice. A growl then rose from her throat. “Squirrelflight, get out of my den, and stay out!” She snarled and suddenly slashed her sister across the nose.
With a yowl of pain, she scurried out of the den. All the skills that she'd learned as an apprentice were gone, and she wanted them now more than ever. Her nose throbbed with pain and she hurried into Firestar's den.
“Firestar, please. Don't get a new medicine cat-”
“You're sister did not follow the warrior code; it is to be done at sun high. Jaypaw will be the new medicine cat.”
Squirrelflight new with that there was no reasoning with him. Her tail drooped and her head fell limp on her shoulders as she padded to the warriors den.
Right when she lied down, she heard a terrified yowl pound in her ears.
“Brambleclaw! He's been murdered!”
Squirrelflight's eyes turned huge and she thought at first they must be playing a prank on the Clan...or it was a different Clan attacking and they needed a distraction....No. This was Sandstorm's voice; her own mother. Squirrelflight – without thinking – rushed over to her mother and tears were already spilling out of her eyes.
“Please, tell me that this isn't true!”
Sandstorm looked as if she could only shake her head; her words were mute. Squirrelflight watched as Sandstorm padded into Firestar's den so he could hear the news. Squirrelflight felt as if she was now all alone. Her kits obviously must of hated her now, Leafpool hated her, Ashfur was dead because of her, and now Brambleclaw had died. But the question that raked through her thoughts. Why?
That night, Squirrelflight had still gotten no answer to her question still driving through her mind like a monster on a thunderpath.
She laid her head down, trying to get some rest. The vigil for Brambleclaw would be held tomorrow night from what she had heard, and she noticed how cold everything was without him. She felt utterly alone...
Squirrelflight heard the sound of a cat yowling in pain, and she recognized it as Brambleclaw.
“Brambleclaw!” She called out, but nobody was there to hear her. All that was in her mind was the terrible scream that she had just heard from Brambleclaw. She didn't even know why.
Another yowl pierced the air and Squirrelflight had the sense now to follow it. She growled in determination to save her mate from certain death.
She passed through trees and then she came out to a scene that made her almost screech a bloodcurdling scream.
Ashfur was standing in front of Brambleclaw's body with the same markings that was one her mate at the time of his finding when he was murdered. Ashfur had done it. Ashfur turned his head and smiled icily to Squirrelflight.
“What did I tell you?”
Squirrelflight awoke in the middle of the night, her breathing was going heavily. Her paws were itching to get out of their sleeping position and her teeth gritted once more as she saw the body of Brambleclaw in her dream. Ashfur was standing over him, covered in blood...
Ashfur must of killed Brambleclaw, but how? Ashfur had died! Squirrelflight sighed as she came a revelation. She made sure that he was dead.
She got to her paws and slowly padded across the camp to the entrance. Cloudtail was keeping guard.
“Where are you off to, Squirrelflight?”
“I...I just need to take a little walk...clear my mind...”
Cloudtail nodded in understanding. “It's okay. I know that you just lost Brambleclaw. I know you'll get through it.” Squirrelflight smiled at Cloudtail's miniature pep-talk. She nodded to him as she passed, and then she was out in the forest. She decided that she would trek to the ShadowClan border. Maybe catch a thrush on the way back....
Squirrelflight was on the border; no prey whatsoever was out at all. Everything seemed to barren to her that she thought that the Clan was going to suffer a really long, harsh Leaf-bare.
Brambleclaw had always made sure that the Clan was supplied with at least something to get by on during Leaf-bare, but now with him gone...she didn't really know what was going to happen...
Suddenly she heard a twig cracked behind her. Her head whipped around and a growl – not from her, pierced the forest silence. “Who th-”
“Squirrelflight.” An achingly familiar voice called her name almost in a cooing voice.
“A-Ashfur...how...you're...dead!”
“Of coarse I am. But you know they say that some StarClan cats can communicate with the others.” He grinned mischievously. “Also, StarClan informed me that you're going to the dark forest for what you did to me.” Squirrelflight stood there, horrified. Of coarse she was going to the dark forest! How could that thought never had come to her before?!
“So...why are you here?” Squirrelflight was afraid of the answer. “Why do you think I'm here, Squirrelflight?” His starry paws let out his long claws that were tearing up soil in the ground; Ashfur was here to kill her...
Squirrelflight looked around and saw a dark brown cat with black stripes. A “V” shaped scar was dug into his ear and his eyes were deep yellow. “Greetings, Squirrelflight. You could call me Brambleclaw's father...
Ashfur wasn't even there at the time. 
