Silverfern had her head buried in sleeping Cloverkit's fur along with Lionwing in the medicine den. "My poor Cloverkit. How is she going to ever be a warrior if she's blind?" she cried softly to her mate.

"I-I don't know, Silverfern. But I do know that she's strong like her mother and I know she'll make us very proud," he meowed as he nuzzled her.

The white and gray she-cat sighed again. "I-I'm going to check on Flutterkit."

Silverfern padded out of the den not waiting to hear his response. She noticed her fellow clanmates giving her pitying and understanding looks as she walked inside the nursery. 

Cloverstep was keeping an eye on her sister's golden kit while taking care of Gingerkit and Fernkit, who were almost six moons old and ready to become apprentices.

"Hey Silverfern. How are you doing?" her tortoiseshell sister asked with a caring green gaze. "I'm fine. I'm just checking in on Flutterkit."

The she-kit was tumbling in one of the small moss nests and she beamed when Silverfern came over and asked her how she was. "I'm great Mom!"

The teal-eyed she had to take a shocking step back and whispered, "But what about your brother? And your sister?"

"Well Frostkit isn't really gone. He's not dead. He's just in a different place right now, playing with moss and butterflies! And Cloverkit is going through some hard times but I know my sister and I'm positive that her disability will just encourage her to work harder to get the things that she wants!"

SIlverfern took another shocking step back, amazed at the morals the tiny kit had learned during these awful times. Even Cloverstep gave her an impressed look.

"T-that's great Flutterkit. I-I um am going to go outside of camp. Just to get some fresh-air and away from other cats for a bit," she mewed and gave her sister a thankful gaze as she, again, hurried through camp and out the thorn tunnel.

She was stumbling through bracken and undergrowth, crying. She heard a snap and whipped her head around to see Velvetcloud and it scared her how much she looked like Flowertail.

"O-oh sorry Silverfern. I-I was just collecting herbs. Sorry to bother you," ThunderClan's medicine cat said quickly and in a blink of an eye, she was gone. Silverfern sniffed and shrugged to herself. 

The she-cat reached a small clearing and realized it was already the afternoon. She, again, heard another rustle and tap of paw steps. Silverfern just assumed it was Velvetcloud but then she heard a growl and when she spun around it was, in great StarClan's name, the exile. 

The tan and red she-cat snarled and threw herself onto the tabby's silver and black back and dug her sharp white, curved claws into her pelt.

"It's about time I got you alone! Killing your kits wasn't enough. IT WASN'T ENOUGH, WAS IT?" Flowertail's dark pupils were narrowed to slits. She had a wicked grin on her face and looked like a maniac.

"Flowertail what it StarClan's name?!?" Silverfern exclaimed, shoving the crazy she off and kicking her in the stomach. 

And before she knew it, Flowertail had her pinned to the ground by her throat.

"Before you die, I want to get a few things off my chest. You already know I killed one of your kits and blinded the other one but do you want to know what I was going to do to the third one? I was going to tear her apart. Limb from limb. But moving on! The snake that caused you to fall off Bramble Valley? It was me! Black, the spirit who, ehem, "possessed" me has such fun ideas! Anyway, I'm not being possessed at the moment. This right here is one hundred percent my free will! I also dated Lionwing. And you don't think you're the only one that kissed him in your life, did you? It would be sad if you did. That was fun wasn't it? WASN'T IT?" she twitched.

"Ok, now right here is revenge for all the times you shoved me in the mud as a kit. All the times you wouldn't let me be friends with you and Fawnpelt as kits. All the times you turned my own sister against me and my own boyfriend. Say bye bye Silverfern," Flowertail spat and her eyes shifted to a blood chilling black and red as she raised her paw with unsheathed claws ready to slash Silverfern's throat. 

And then there was another flash of tan and red and all the weight was lifted off of Silverfern's chest and when the white, silver, and black turned to gasp for air she spotted none other than Velvetcloud pinning her sister down and digging her jaws into Flowertail's throat.

The insane she-cat thrashed once, twice, and fell limp.

Velvetcloud was panting loudly, her amber eyes widened with horror and her own sister's blood dripping from her mouth, staining her tan fur and toughen dark red.

It took a second for everything to sink in. 'Velvetcloud save my life!'

Silverfern took in a shuddering breath as she stared at the limp she-cat on the ground, the pool of blood surrounding their paws, the medicine cat who looked like she was about to break, and the body's soulless eyes.

Flowertail was. 

Dead.

A/N

PLOT TWIST!

Ok that's all I have to say good bye

-Vii