Warriors: Everfree of Secrets

Dashfang looked at Redfrost, and she heard the cats cheering his name. She remembered when she just saw him as a kit. She then turned to see Applefur running out of the entrance. She ran after her, and saw her running towards Sun-rocks. She ran towards her, and then she stopped at the lake. Copperpelt swam to her, and licked her ear. She ran down to them. “Applefur are you okay?” she asked, and Applefur shook her head.

“N-no Dashfang,” she said, and she fell to the ground.

“It’s okay, I’ll go get Browniepaw!” she yowled, and she flew as fast as she could to go get her former apprentice.

Browniepaw was working on his herbs, and he turned when he heard Dashfang. “Browniepaw,” she breathed heavily as she said it. “P-please, I need your help, come with me!” she yowled, and they both ran to Sun-rocks.

Browniepaw looked at Dashfang. “So what’s going on?” he asked, and she started to explain.

“You need to help her. I don’t think she should be kitting right now,” she mewed, and Browniepaw’s eyes widened.

“She shouldn’t be!” he mewed, and he ran faster than Dashfang.

Dashfang flew after him, and stopped when he saw an orange blob in front of Applefur. No, it can’t be, she thought, and she saw Setclaw next to Applefur.

Applefur bled and she screamed and cried. Setclaw growled when she saw Dashfang: “What is this!” She looked back at Applefur and then at Copperpelt. “Who is this?” she asked more calmly.

Dashfang did not want to deal with her right now. She just helped Browniepaw, and listened to his orders. “Dashfang, try to get some cobwebs, and if you can’t find any, get me some horsetail!” he growled, and he then felt Applefur’s stomach. “Alright, Applefur, here comes the first kitten,” he meowed, and Applefur smiled. “You’re going to have to push!” he yowled, and Applefur strained.

She yowled, and she started to push. The first kit was born and Browniepaw shoved to Setclaw. “Lick, now,” meowed Browniepaw.

Setclaw growled. “Why would I want to lick this kit? She’s half clan!” she growled, and Browniepaw shot her a sharp glance. Then Setclaw started to lick the kit. It turned out to be a light orange kit with a yellow mane and tail.

Then they heard another yowl, and another kit was shoved towards Dashfang. She started licking it fiercely, and she heard Applefur meow something.

“I-its okay, Copperpelt,” she mewed.

Copperpelt choked, and coughed. “N-no, Applefur, you can’t leave!” he yowled. Then he started licking her fiercely.

She smiled, and coughed up blood. “D-don’t worry, sweetie. Here, let me tell you a terrible thing. I am dying, but I’ve always loved you,” she laughed, but then coughed again. “Please, don’t forget me, I really believe, you were the greatest, thing that ever happened to me.” Then everything went silent. What happened?

“A-Applefur!” Dashfang yowled. “No! Applefur, please, you can’t leave me!” she licked Applefur, and Browniepaw started to yowl.

“No, Applefur, stay with me!” he yowled, and he started to press the cobwebs harder.

Dashfang frowned. “Please, Browniepaw,” she mewed. She coughed. “She’s not with us anymore, sh-she’s gone.” She then coughed again.

Copperpelt yowled, and he fell to the ground. Dashfang looked down at her friend, and she couldn’t speak. Setclaw just huffed, and grabbed one of the kits. “Do you want to come with us, Copperpelt?” she asked, rather nicely.

Copperpelt nodded, and he turned to Dashfang. “But not yet,” he meowed. “I-I need to bury her,” she meowed.

Dashfang would have stayed, but Browniepaw shook her head. He needed to be alone with her.

Dashfang, Setclaw, and Browniepaw ran to camp, and Dashfang realized Applefur’s secret was out. She turned to Setclaw, who was kneading at the ground. Browniepaw nodded, and she saw Spitfire in the nursery with Sentrywing hovering over Setclaw. When Dashfang came in, Setclaw was nursing two beautiful kits. A little boy and another girl; it seemed strange that Setclaw was so kind to her kits.

Dashfang was still terrified about Applefur’s death. She remembered when they were apprentices, and they were just sharing tongues. She also remembered the first night they met. She felt her eyes tearing up. She shook her head, and tried to take her mind off the subject.

The kits were taken into the nursery, and Pinkiefur saw her. “Oh!” she yowled. “Whose are they?” she asked, and Dashfang started to choke. “Where’s Applefur?” she asked again.

She looked at Pinkiefur. “Sh-she was the mother,” she mewed.

Pinkiefur frowned, and her mane deflated like a balloon. She frowned. “Oh,” she mewed. “I-I’m so sorry, Dashfang.” She looked at the kits, and she brightened a little. “Can I suckle them?” she asked.

Dashfang smiled and nodded. She gave the two kits to her, realizing that the other kit was a light brown kit with a dark brown mane. She gave the two kits to Pinkiefur, and she let her suckle them. She then turns around, and went straight to Sunstar. She ran into her den, and told her everything. Her eyes darkened when she heard what happened.

“I’ll tell them what happened, and that the kits are staying with us,” she mewed, and she turned around. “But first, Dashfang, please go get Copperpelt,” she finished, and she sat down.

Dashfang nodded, and ran towards Sun-rocks. She saw Copperpelt with his head over the buried body of Applefur. He didn’t even turn, but he knew that Dashfang was there. “Where are the kits?” he asked. “They should be buried with their mother.”

Dashfang smiled, and helped the cat up. “They made it, Copperpelt. Pinkiefur is suckling them now!” she saw the tearful eyes of Copperpelt turn bright.

“Where are they?” he asked again, and Dashfang chuckled.

“Just come with me,” she meowed, and he followed her to the camp. She noticed how much Copperpelt reminded her of Applefur. Would he have to go back to LakeClan?

When they reached camp, they saw Sunstar already starting the meeting. “Today, Applefur has died for two kits,” she started. “We will mourn for her death, and we will take care of her kits. The father is Copperpelt, from LakeClan.”

The cats gasped, and Sewpelt spoke out. “They are half-clan!” she growled. “We should not respect them!”

Sunstar growled. “We will do everything we can for these poor kits!” she yowled. “The meeting is over!”

Dashfang saw Browniepaw walking over to her. “This is all my fault!” he yowled. “I could have saved her, but instead, I let her die! She was in my paws, Dashfang! She could have been here right now!”

Dashfang shushed him, and licked his head. “It’s okay, it was an accident,” she meowed.

“It was all my fault,” he said again, leaving to Spitfire.

Dashfang ran to Sunstar. “Do you think Applefur will be in The Place of No Moon because she did this?” she asked.

“No,” she mewed. “I did see them a couple of times, but I did not try to take them apart. I hoped that they would have figured out that they would not have turned out to be like me.”

Dashfang looked into her leader’s eyes, surprised by what she had said. “What do you mean?” she asked.

Sunstar looked at Dashfang. “I am the mother of Orangemist and Burningfur.”