Warriors: A Warrior's Choice

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~Siren’wing

" Sunsetsplash! Come quick!" Swallowstream's panic-stricken yowl split the air of the camp. Night had fallen, and Splashtail still hadn't come home. Sunsetsplash had left her sister under the care of her mate, telling herself not to worry. Still, she fretted when she thought of Splashtail and her kits, in RiverClan territory . . .
" Sunsetsplash!" Swallowstream wail again, and Sunsetsplash got to her paws and raced out of her den. " Swallowstream, what is it?"
" It's Leafpaw! I found her unconscious in the forest, and she won't wake up!"
Sunsetsplash felt a jolt of alarm and forced her pelt to stay flat. " Leafpaw?" She croaked. " Where is she?"
" In the medicine den, I just brought her to camp." They both gazed at the sheltered ferns. Sunsetsplash felt sick to her stomach. " Get Stormpaw and Shadowpaw. Now!" She hissed, when the old grey tom didn't move. Sunsetsplash bounded into the medicine den and found Fernsight crouched over her daughter.
Leafpaw's grey-and-white fur was dirty and tangled, scarlet smears all over her pelt. Her breathing was ragged and shallow, and every breath seemed to be her last. Sunsetsplash choked back tears and stumbled forward, dropping to her belly a tail-length away from the medicine cat. " H-how is she?" She whispered.
" Bad," Fernsight placed his paw on her flank, parting the fur to reveal a large open wound, blood gushing from the claw marks. " I don't know if she can make it."
" She has to!" Sunsetsplash cried, and Stormpaw, Shadowpaw and Specklebranch shuffled in the den.
" She can't die! Not now, not yet!"
Fernsight locked his gaze onto her, pity and sorrow swirling like fish in a pond. " I'll try, but . . ."
He left his sentence unfinished.
" Leafpaw!" Stormpaw yowled, running over to his sister and licking her cheek. " Are you okay? Can you hear me?" He nudged her head. She didn't move, her breathing so quiet it was hard to hear. Shadowpaw looked depressed, staring at her unmoving sister.
" Come on, Stormpaw. Let Fernsight work," She coaxed her brother away from the body and padded up to the medicine cat. " Can I help?" She asked softly.
Fernsight looked up from the leaves he was grouping into a pile. He nodded curtly, and counted the plants quickly, whispering the names of each of them as he touched them with his paw. " Yes. Shadowpaw, come here. See these leaves? I want you to chew them up into a poultice, and lick it into the wound."
" All of it?" The black apprentice asked, bending over with her muzzle a whisker away from the bundle of herbs. " Chew half of it. I'll help with the rest."
Sunsetsplash watched her daughter obediently chew the herbs into a poultice and, under Fernsight's instructions, lick the juice into Leafpaw's wounds. Sunsetsplash leaned into Specklebranch's side, too grief-stricken to speak.
The night carried on slowly. Stormpaw sat, unmoving, in the corner, his eyes dull and hollow as he watched Leafpaw. Shadowpaw and Fernsight worked together to try and save the injured apprentice, but she seemed to have gotten worse as time went on. Sunsetsplash sobbed into her mate's shoulder, who licked her ears in a comforting gesture. The breathing grew steadier and louder, if for a moment.
" Leafpaw?" Shadowpaw meowed hoarsely. The grey-and-white apprentice's kin crowded around her as her eyes flickered open. " I'm sorry. . ." Her gaze was fixed on something nobody could see. " I'm sorry I'm coming so soon. . . But now I can meet you. . ."
Sunsetsplash let out a loud sob of despair. Her daughter was talking about Smokecloud — talking to him, even.
Leafpaw turned her head to look at her. " Don't cry, mother. You'll see us again, some day. We'll all be a happy family again."
Sunsetsplash licked her cheek, tears falling onto her grey patched fur. " Leafpaw, how did this h-happen? Who did this to you?"
Leafpaw frowned, her eyes growing unfocused.
" Leafpaw! Stay with us!" Shadowpaw wailed, losing her calm demeanor. " Stay with us just long enough to tell us who did this!"
" It was. . . a tortoiseshell. . . a tom . . . I think it was . . . I think it was Dark Shadow . . ." Leafpaw's voice trailed away, and her body slackened. All was silent for a moment, before the truth sank in. She was dead.
As Sunsetsplash wailed loudly, Specklebranch trying to soothe her even though tears were streaming down his speckled fur, Stormpaw yowled in pain and Shadowpaw sobbed over her sister's body, nobody saw the faint glimmering outline of a small she-cat padding up to a larger, bushy-tailed tom. Together, the black cat and the little grey-and-white one gazed at their kin before disappearing into the darkness.
Smokecloud and Leafpaw were together. Father and daughter were reunited.

I'm depressed now. Poor Leafy...at least she gets to meet her father for the first time tho. The next chapter will be in Legends of the Clans!
~Sunsetsplash~

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