Blizzard shook his head and stared down at the ground, "I find it amusing how you still fail to see the truth. I don't kill cats that break the trivial rules, I do so to the cats who attempted to murder others and leave their clan to only return a few days later!"
"The only cat I want dead is you." Blazestorm snarled. (idk I suck at this)
"Even your comebacks are lame." He retorted. Arching his back, ready for any attack.
Blazestorm darted behind Blizzard before jumping on his back, biting down on the back of his neck.
Trying to flip onto his back, Blizzard only managed to get onto his side before Blazestorm sunk his teeth deeper into Blizzards neck. The gray tom reached his claws back and managed to claw at Blazestorms ears, but that did nothing to loosen the thorn sharp grip he had on his neck.
He kept sinking his teeth into Blizzard's neck until he felt bone, at which point he just clung on. Nothing would shake his grip, and Ashpaw watched in horror. The tiny black tom seemed frozen in fear, and conflicted as to whether he should prevent a death or let Blizzard get what he deserved.
"You… Never.. B-be a… Leader….." He choked as he kicked on the ground with his back legs before falling still.
"I don't want to be the leader." Said Blazestorm simply as he stepped away from Blizzard, spitting out the tom's blood and watching as he slowly died. "My work here is done." He turned towards a gray and white she-cat. "Pebble, you would make a fine leader. How would you feel about taking his place?"
The she-cats lowered her head as she glanced nervously at the staring cats, laying her eyes on the white tom that was previously holding Ashpaw down she looked back up and nodded, "It is a privilege to take command of this group." She said firmly, "I will put my all in placing new rules and setting a preferable way of living."
(Gtg)
Blazestorm nodded before turning tail and walking out of the camp, picking up the wounded Ashpaw as he went. "Come, Liondawn. The situation here has been dealt with."
(Rip bye)
(I will be gone from the 13th to the 21st (To camp) and will be packing as well so I wont be on notebook)
(Rip)
(I'm back, and why is your user name changed again?)
(Bc I got bored of my old one?)
(Ok ;)
(Ready to continue?)
Blazestorm nodded before turning tail and walking out of the camp, picking up the wounded Ashpaw as he went. "Come, Liondawn. The situation here has been dealt with."
Many of the cats stop and stared with open jaws as the three cats walked away, but most of them raced back to their fallen leader and kicked rocks and dust up onto him in pure hatred.
"I wonder how Silverbrook will react to this." Liondawn stated, as he pushed out of the bramble entrance.
"Silverbrook? Silverbrook is dead, brother." Blazestorm mumbled through Ashpaw's fur. Ashpaw was hardly conscious at this point, but didn't seem too badly injured.
"I know that, but she's in Starclan now, what will she think of Blizzard being dead?"
"Hmm… well, I think she knew how cruel he was. She ran, after all. I believe she will have mixed feelings. Upset slightly because it was her father, but she believes firmly in justice. I think she will be mostly okay with it, believing that he got what he deserved." They were soon at the entrance of the camp.
"I think she will be sad…" Liondawn said, breaking the calm silence as he looked around the Riverclan clearing. "She loved him either way."
"True, as we would be as well. However, you cannot deny that it needed to happen."
"But you know she left before he did all this! The only reason she did leave was because her mother wanted to teach her about herbs and stuff, and when she learned about the clans the Riverclan medicine cat took her under her wing and taught her…. I really want to know what she will think when she learns her father is dead!"
"Perhaps Ashpaw can tell us when he's coherent again? He is a medicine cat, after all, and he'll be able to speak with her."