From Kit To Warrior: Part 3

Tigerpaw followed behind Patchpelt and the rest of the patrol as they made it through the forest. They stopped every once in a while to mark the borders and then continued on. Bluepaw and Whitepaw were with the patrol too. Tigerpaw was happy that his brother wasn’t on the patrol with them. If he was he would have been miserable the entire time.
Also Patchpelt had said they could do some battle training when they were finished marking the borders.
They passed the way to Fourtrees. Tigerpaw looked away and pushed away the sorrow and disappointment that came from looking that way. They then came to Sunningrocks. He hadn’t been there many times, but he loved to lie on the nice warm rocks.
They stopped to mark the border when something dashed out of the bushes and attacked Patchpelt. It was Riverclan. Another cat streaked out of the bushes and another.
It was an ambush.
There had been conflicts between Riverclan and Thunderclan over Sunningrocks for many moons and clearly Riverclan wanted it back.
Whitepaw’s mentor told him to go and get help. Whitepaw raced into the bushes back to the camp. The rest of them had to stay and fight.
Tigerpaw was caught off guard by a Riverclan warrior. The cat raked his claws down Tigerpaw’s stomach. Tigerpaw knew he was no match for a fully trained warrior, so he went limp under his paws. The Riverclan cat thought he was giving up and loosened his grip on him. Tigerpaw realized this was the perfect chance to strike back.
He got his legs under the Riverclan warrior and raked down his stomach now. The other cat didn’t expect him to fight back and didn’t have time to grab onto his fur. Tigerpaw gathered all his strength and pushed up on the Riverclan cat. He went flying off him and raced off into the bushes.
Almost immediately after he threw that cat off him another one took their place. Tigerpaw lashed out at the cat, but he jumped back and then leaped forward onto Tigerpaw. He rolled out of the cat’s reach and was ready to attack again.
The Riverclan cat hadn’t expected Tigerpaw to move so fast and lost his balance. Tigerpaw saw the opening and raked his claws down the cat’s side. He cried out in pain as blood covered Tigerpaw’s claws.
He loved the feeling of the blood in his claws. The blood lust over powered him. A red haze covered his vision and he started slashing out at any cat that got near him. His paws were soaked in blood. He fault cat after cat, until Whitepaw returned with more warriors. The few Riverclan cats that remained saw all the Thunderclan cats and realized they were out matched. The remaining Riverclan cats dashed back through the bushes and over the river to Riverclan territory.
Tigerpaw dug his claws into the ground to stop himself from following Riverclan over the river. After a minute the blood lust disappeared. His paws were stained red with blood and he started to feel the pain from the wounds he had gotten. He lost his balance and would have fallen if Patchpelt hadn’t been there to steady him.
“Are you all right Tigerpaw? You should get back to camp.”
Tigerpaw couldn’t believe what he had done. The blood lust had over powered him. He had become a monster. Tigerpaw stumbled away from Patchpelt and ran away from the rest of his clanmates.
“Wait! Tigerpaw! Where are you going?”
He didn’t stop to answer. Tigerpaw just kept running. He didn’t really care where he was going. He just had to get away.