Cinderfur and Frostlight: a “tail” worth telling Pt.3

Part Three
Cinderfur gulped. “But, first, I have a question: how much did you see?” Frostlight opened his mouth to speak, but Leafstripe cut him off.

“All of it. We saw it all.”

“Why were you protecting Shadowkit?” Frostlight asked, “I mean, he's from another Clan, specifically StormClan, our Clan.”

“Well, it says in the warrior code that you must help a kit in distress, even if they're in another Clan,” Cinderfur shrugged. “And, of course, I'm perfectly loyal to my Clan.”

Leafstripe spoke out of the corner of her mouth to Frostlight. “Even against your own Clanmates?” Frostlight shrugged.

Cinderfur narrowed her eyes. “Can I leave now?” The creamy she-cat snapped, “No! No, you may not! We're taking you prisoner!”

“How about you stay here and guard her and I'll get Icestar?” Frostlight offering, his white neck lying flat. “No, you guard her!” Leafstripe ran toward the camp before he could respond.

“So, what'd Fernheart mean by, "erasing your history"?”

Cinderfur sighed, sat down, and told some cat her deepest, darkest secret for the first time.

To Be Continued...