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Fireheart's betrayl part 2

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    Fireheart looked up at Tigerclaw with an evil grin. "Let us rejoin the battle, my leader." Tigerclaw nodded, still wary of his former enemy. They were about to leave the den when Sandstorm raced into the den. She was bleeding heavily from the shoulder, and she leaned against the entrance to the den. "Blues-" She broke off, staring in disbelief at Bluestar and Graystripe's bodies. She looked up at Fireheart with shock in her green eyes. "Fireheart, what in the name of StarClan happened in here?!?"
    Fireheart looked deep into Sandstorm's eyes, shock, betrayl, and misery plain to see in his green eyes. "Sandstorm, Graystripe attacked Bluestar. H-he would have killed her if I hadn't…" He trailed off, hanging his head. Impressed with  Fireheart's quick thinking, Tigerclaw stepped forward quickly. "It wasn't your fault, Fireheart." He turned to Sandstorm and explained heavily, "Graystripe went mad, saying that it was all Bluestar's fault that his RiverClan mate was dead. Fireheart tried to keep him off of Bluestar, but Graystripe was too angry. He tried to kill Fireheart. Fireheart killed him in self-defense." He looked down at Fireheart with a grudging respect in his eyes. "He fought well, for a kittypet." The entire Clan knew that Fireheart and Tigerclaw didn't get along. He didn't want to change that just yet. It would look suspicious.
    Sandstorm stared at Graystripe's body in shock for a moment, then shook herself as if emerging from water. She mewed urgently, "Tigerclaw, we're losing the fight. The Clan will grieve the loss of Bluestar…" At this, her eyes filled with grief and sorrow, and her tail drooped. She continued, "but we need you. We're losing." Tigerclaw nodded, and it was all he could do to make himself look tired and grief-stricken when in reality his heart was leaping in excitement.
    Tigerclaw raced out of the den, and yowled, "To Bluestar!" That was the signal. That was how the rouges knew that Bluestar was dead. Tigerclaw raced into the clearing and fell like fury upon his enemies. He leaped on Blackfoot, and knocked him to the ground, pretending to bite him hard on the throat. Blackfoot let out a pretend yowl of pain, and knocked Tigerclaw off of him, hissing. Tigerclaw hissed at Blackfoot, than charged away, dragging Boulder off of Mousefur, who was bleeding heavily from the shoulder. He knocked him to the ground, and pretended to bite down hard on his shoulder. Boulder scratched Tigerclaw's shoulder, hissing. It had been agreed that the rouge cats would injure Tigerclaw some, so that he looked like he had honestly been fighting the rouges.
     Suddenly, an unfamiliar yowl came from the top of the ravine, and Tigerclaw looked up in time to see a fresh patrol of cats pouring into the ravine. Tigerclaw's eyes widened as he recognized Leopardfur, deputy of RiverClan, at their head, followed by the warrior Stonefur, and many others Tigerclaw did not recognize. RiverClan had come to help. It wasn't part of Tigerclaw's plan, not by a long shot, but it would help to make the rouges' defeat look belivable. The rouges yowled in terror as the RiverClan cats leaped onto them. It wasn't long before Blackfoot yowled, "Retreat!"
    Tigerclaw yowled to his Clanmates, "Stop them!" Longtail, Stonefur, Runningwind, Willowpelt, Leopardfur, and Tigerclaw outpaced the rouges, and stood in front of them, barring their exit.  Tigerclaw and Leopardfur stood side by side, snarling at the rouges. Tigerclaw felt a strange warmth rush through him as his pelt brushed Leopardfur's, but he ignored it. He snapped at the rouges, "You have thirty hearbeats to explain yourselves before I rip your pelts off." Blackfoot pushed past Russetfur to stand in front of Tigerclaw. He snarled, "We don't have to explain ourselves to you." Russetfur snapped, "Blackfoot, what's the use of hiding? We're starving! Any cat with eyes can see that!" It was true. Tigerclaw could count all of Russetfur's ribs through her fur."Besides that, we're homeless, and one of these ThunderClan scum," she glared at Tigerclaw as she spoke, "killed one of our Clanmates!" Tigerclaw's eyes widened in pretend shock. "A ThunderClan cat killed one of you? Who was it?"
    Before Blackfoot could answer, Fireheart spoke up. His eyes were wide with horror, and he mewed in anquish, "Graystripe came back to camp with bloody paws one day, and he smelled of death. I asked him why, and he said he had dragged a dead rouge off of the Thunderpath. Now I understand. He must have killed that rouge." Fireheart hung his head in shame of his friend. Tigerclaw was thoroughly impressed with Fireheart's story. It was a great idea to blame the crime on a cat who wasn't there to defend himself. Blackfoot looked a tiny bit surprised at Fireheart's support, but went along with it. "Yes, it was that gray cat with the stripe down his back. We couldn't just let our friend be killed without avenging his death." Tigerclaw looked into Blackfoot's eyes for a long moment, pretending to measure his story. Then he mewed heavily. "Very well. I can understand that. You may leave this place in peace." Before Blackfoot could ask to join, Mousefur hissed, "Tigerclaw, that isn't your descision to make, it's Bluestar's." Tigerclaw mewed sadly, "Not anymore." Then he raised his voice for every cat to hear, "Bluestar is dead!"
Hee hee, part two. Fireheart's intelligance put to evil use! Tigerclaw is impressed. And yes, I am a LeopardXTiger fan.

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