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A Deadly Mistake (warrior cats fanfiction)
Sandstorm winced as a green twoleg monster flashed by drenching her in water. The ginger she-cat shook of the drops from her pelt and continued across the twoleg thunderpath. Not that it mattered, it was raining so hard Sandstorm could not see more then a few tail-lengths ahead of her. As she reached the far side of the thunderpath, she clawed her way to the top of a wooden twoleg fence and surveyed her surroundings.
Her target was not far, she had been this way several times before. Sandstorm had left the small twoleg dwellings at the edge of Thunderclan territory long ago. She was now moving between much larger twoleg dwellings and across many more Thunderpaths. But Sandstorm was determined, she would not falter from her goal. Sure of her route, the ginger she-cat sprang down from the fence and padded down one of the many abandoned alleys that littered throughout the twoleg place.
As she walked through the dark and pouring rain, Sandstorm found herself lost in memories. She recalled the first time she had laid eyes on the kittypet Rusty, now called Firestar. She remembered all the hunts and patrols they had shared, all the battles they had fought alongside one-another. The she cat even remembered, clear as day, the first time Firestar had told her he loved her. At this thought, her heart trembled. She violently shook her head to clear it and drove the image away.
It didn't matter anymore. Tomorrow, the clans would be done for. Scourge would lead his charges to attack the clans at Fourtrees. She knew Firestar would never leave the forest and would foolishly lead cats into battle against Bloodclan. He was leading them all to their deaths. She had noticed this on the first time she saw Scourge and knew it was hopeless to resist.
This is why she had gone "hunting" after the meeting and found Scourge deep in twoleg place. Scourge had received her with open paws and was eager for any information Sandstorm would divulge. Sandstorm told him everything she knew, from battle tactics to possible escape routes. Since then she had made several more trips into twolegplace to see Scourge.
For a moment an image of her clanmates popped into her head. She wondered what they would tell her...or do to her if they knew she was doing this, but she pushed the thought away. They're dead anyway, I'm not hurting them, she lied to herself. Sandstorm padded through several more allies and turned a corner before running into two large Bloodclan warriors. One was the Bloodclan deputy Bone. The other was a tabby she-cat she did not recognize. Both had teeth...
Her target was not far, she had been this way several times before. Sandstorm had left the small twoleg dwellings at the edge of Thunderclan territory long ago. She was now moving between much larger twoleg dwellings and across many more Thunderpaths. But Sandstorm was determined, she would not falter from her goal. Sure of her route, the ginger she-cat sprang down from the fence and padded down one of the many abandoned alleys that littered throughout the twoleg place.
As she walked through the dark and pouring rain, Sandstorm found herself lost in memories. She recalled the first time she had laid eyes on the kittypet Rusty, now called Firestar. She remembered all the hunts and patrols they had shared, all the battles they had fought alongside one-another. The she cat even remembered, clear as day, the first time Firestar had told her he loved her. At this thought, her heart trembled. She violently shook her head to clear it and drove the image away.
It didn't matter anymore. Tomorrow, the clans would be done for. Scourge would lead his charges to attack the clans at Fourtrees. She knew Firestar would never leave the forest and would foolishly lead cats into battle against Bloodclan. He was leading them all to their deaths. She had noticed this on the first time she saw Scourge and knew it was hopeless to resist.
This is why she had gone "hunting" after the meeting and found Scourge deep in twoleg place. Scourge had received her with open paws and was eager for any information Sandstorm would divulge. Sandstorm told him everything she knew, from battle tactics to possible escape routes. Since then she had made several more trips into twolegplace to see Scourge.
For a moment an image of her clanmates popped into her head. She wondered what they would tell her...or do to her if they knew she was doing this, but she pushed the thought away. They're dead anyway, I'm not hurting them, she lied to herself. Sandstorm padded through several more allies and turned a corner before running into two large Bloodclan warriors. One was the Bloodclan deputy Bone. The other was a tabby she-cat she did not recognize. Both had teeth...
