Chapter 23

                Goldentooth rushed towards him. “Whitefur, I’ll protect you…” he began.

                Whitefur swiped his claws across his father’s nose and spun around, kicking him in the face with his hindlegs. “I don’t need protecting,” he growled and he sank his teeth into Goldentooth’s throat, savoring the warm, salty taste of blood.

                He walked over to the edge of the clearing and watched Tawnystar fight Splashheart. Splashheart was beating her with ease and spun around to find another opponent after a swift blow to her face.

                Now it’s my turn.

                Whitefur walked over to the flame-colored RiverClan she-cat. “Tawnystar!” he called her name.

                She spun around and narrowed her eyes. “What do you want?” she demanded.

                Whitefur winced, pretending as if her words stung. “I’m sorry, Tawnystar, I can’t blame you for not trusting me. But I didn’t realize that they meant to kill all these cats, I thought Splashheart would unite the Clans and change the code,” he meowed. “I didn’t realize it was the code that kept battles like this from happening.”

                “Why should I believe you?” she snarled.

                “Because I already helped you. I tricked Splashheart into letting you come to ThunderClan instead of RiverClan,” Whitefur replied. “Now that wound on your ear looks nasty, let’s try to get over to my den and get it treated.”

                Her eyes softened slightly. “Fine, but then I want to help you all fight,” the RiverClan leader sighed.

                Whitefur led her into the medicine cat den and grab some marigold leaves. He chewed them and placed the paste on her ear. He then gently covered it with cobwebs. “There,” he meowed. “Does that feel better?”

                Tawnystar nodded. He hooked two scarlet berries on his claws, and took out a few catmint leaves. A good way to waste Honeywhisker’s precious cure for greencough.

                He pushed them over to Tawnystar. As she eyed them curiously, Whitefur lied, “These are juniper berries and tansy. They're good for breathing and strength.”

                Tawnystar ate the herbs and looked up. “Thanks, Whitefur,” she meowed.

                “No problem,” he responded.

                They rushed out of the den. “Whitefur,” Tawnystar whispered. “My paws are starting to feel numb.”

                “I don’t know what’s wrong but we don’t have any time!” he hissed. “The future of the Clans is at stake! I’ll see you after the battle, Tawnystar! May StarClan light your path!”

                He dashed off. Where is Crazystar?

                The medicine cat glanced back. At that instant, Tawnystar staggered forward and collapsed, a spasm passing through her body. I don’t think she actually realized until now that I fed her deathberries!

                Splashheart came up next to him. “Good job,” the gray-and-white tom whispered in his ear. “Whatever you did and whatever your plan was, it obviously worked. I’m glad I chose you to train with us.”

                The soon-to-be leader of SplashClan left in search of his next opponent. That’s when Whitefur glimpsed light gray fur at the edge of his vision, close to the Highledge.

                Tawnystar’s first life is taken care of, and SplashClan will steal her other eight lives, probably. And now? Crazystar is about to be taken down as well…

A/N: Hope you are enjoying the battle so far! I PROBABLY, I repeat, PROBABLY, won't update again tonight, but I'll post more tomorrow :)