The she cat's eyes glittered madly, "I knew it! You bastard! How could you kill your own father-"
Sunfang snarled, his eyes glowing with unshed tears, guilt and anger clear in his eyes. "If you are really asking me that question then you have no idea the kind of monster my father was."
Sunfang with some sense of mental clarity knew that something was wrong and went after Toketsu, "It's none of my business and I don't know what's going on with her. But she needs you, she needs you even if she says she doesn't."
The she cat looked at him, "Yes! Why would you kill your own father. You have to be pretty fucked to be capable of something like that-"
Sunfang looked up and in his eyes was an old guilt mixed with agony. "I don't regret what I did, I don't regret killing that bastard. When I was born things were fine, he wasn't around it was my mother and my sisters and me, that was all I needed. My mother started seeing him again though, and then she would come home banged up."
The great golden wolf started to shake, tears falling from his eyes as his voice broke, "It wasn't long before Darkwind and Wildrose started to come home banged up too. He was beating his mate and own kits. You tell me what kind of monster does that. I was a young tom, barely old enough to leave camp, but that was when I told my sisters to never be alone with him, that I would protect them, and I did."
He looked up his eyes blazing, "My Da started beating me, because by the time he was through with me, he was too tuckered out to touch my sisters. This went on for a few years until he started beating my mother again. By that time she had taken to indulging in catnip, just to escape the reality that her mate was a monster."
He looked at Sam and the others, "I didn't know what to do, he threatened that if I ever breathed a word of it to anyone that he would kill my mother and my sisters, so I kept my maw shut and took the beatings. My mother, I don't know what happened but one day she couldn't take it anymore."
"We went to the old gorge, she blamed me for everything that had gone wrong in her life, said that I should never have been born, that she hated me. I tried to talk her down from the ledge, I tried so hard to talk her down but she ended up throwing herself off the ledge and she died."
He shuddered at the memory, "A few days later, I found my sisters beaten bloody near the border of camp, he was there and would have killed them. I made a choice. It was their lives or his."
He wept openly, "I promised myself the first time that I came home to find them beaten and battered that I would protect them, so that day I made a choice. It was him or them, and I chose my sisters. I would have turned myself in, I wanted to turn myself in, but my sisters pleaded with me that they needed me. So I kept my mouth shut for them."
He looked up at the she cat who claimed to be his half sister, "I'm sorry that I took a father from you, but I'm not sorry that I protected my sisters from a monster. If I had to do it again, I wouldn't change a damn thing, and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't relive what happened and know in my very soul that I made the right choice. I don't care if I'm damned because of it."
The she cat snarled and then a malicious grin spread over her maw. "So tell me something where are your sisters now?"
The she cat snarled, "Really, then where are your sisters?"
Sunfang snarled, his eyes taking on a pained look, "They died," his voice broke as he continued to speak. "They died in a tornado that hit WindClan many seasons ago."
The she cat laughed, "So it was all for nothing! You killed my father for nothing-"
Sunfang snarled and moved so he stood in front of the she cat, "Let me ask you something. Did you father love you? Did he beat your mother senseless until she became addicted to catnip to escape the horrors she faced? Did you take the beatings for your siblings so your father wouldn't kill them? Did you live with the guilt of knowing if you had just said something to someone, maybe your mother would have come around and actually be the mother you needed? Was your father a monster, because mine was. I'm sorry I killed your father, but I'm not sorry I killed mine. I made a choice, it was him or my sisters, and I know I chose correctly. If I'm damned because of it, so be it, but you dare ever say that their deaths were worthless because I was able to have years with them that I wouldn't have had, had I not killed my father that day. I'm grateful for the time I had with them, and I'm glad that I stood up and did something rather than nothing. Condemn me if you will, but I will not apologize for killing that monster."
Sunfang smiled, "I love a challenge, how do I do it?"
Sunfang snarled as he saw Wingspan and rushed to her side.
Sunfang saw the kitten serval and approached slowly, Hey there champ, where are your folks?"
Sunfang, the great golden wolf with a scar laced appearance of his own had just come back from a hunting patrol when he heard the young tom call out his greeting. "Greetings there partner."
Sunfang padded up seeing the female and immediately did not like her, "Can I help you ma'am?"
Sunfang smiled when Maelstrom sat down beside him, "Their names were Darkwind and Wildrose. My sisters from my first life, as a cat. Darkwind was sarcastic and ruthless. She was blunt and could be crude, but she was also sensitive and quiet. She was real shy, when she was a kit she was afraid of her own shadow."
Tears started to fall, "Wildrose was happy and bubbly, a bit thorny and hated getting up in the morning and loved playing in the mud. She was a sweetheart though, could never bear to see a clanmate in pain, made her a formidable warrior."
"It never gets easier you know, losing family, you do what you can but at the end of the day you miss them and just want to see them again. Though if those two heard me saying this they'd beat me senseless."
He looked at his fellow wolf, "Thank you for listening, my apologies for blubbering, today is the anniversary of their death and I always come here to think of them."
Sunfang came upon the one known as Silverwing, "You alright there friend?"
Sunfang stepped in front of Seakit, "You don't want those little one, those drugs will kill you." He narrowed his golden eyes at the she cat.
"Why are you dealing in drugs, you must know how dangerous these particular ones are," he rumbled at her.
Sunfang turned to see his clanmates and he smiled, "They died heroes though, they had saved a litter of kits in the process of losing their own lives. I never found them, but I did find the kits. They were as different as night and day but they always put the clan first."
Though tears streamed down his eyes he smiled, "They would often tell me that I was the sun to them, and so I try to not be sad. I will always miss them but I feel them around now and again, checking up on me."
He turned to Sam, "Thank you kindly, your words for some reason, ease my pain a bit."
He turned to Friepaw and smiled kindly thanking him, and turned to Mal, "Thank you, I know you all have lost someone and that the pain, it doesn't go away, but knowing you guys are here makes it bearable."
Sunfang stood next to the leader ready to defend him, he didn't trust anyone who, knowing the effects that drugs could have, would still sell it, was someone he didn't trust far enough to throw them.
Sunfang kept a defensive pose, he remembered the Rock Mafia of old, and they were bad news too, and he had a sneaking suspicion that this mafia would be no different.
Sunfang sat down and smiled, "Aye, I can see that. I pace back and forth erratically when I'm at peace too," he smirked crookedly.
Suddenly an NPC padded in with a kit dangling from their maw, "Found this one by the site where that one was," he rumbled motioning to Witchkit before dropping Hellkit onto a bed of moss.
Her injuries were nowhere near as severe but she had a nasty cut above her eye and long gashes where glass had sliced her.
She looked at Witchkit through the eye that had not closed on account of the blood flowing into it. "Hey how are you feeling?"
Sunfang had thought he was dead but he knew the Siamese cat well. "Lad, where have ye been?" the golden wolf rumbled.
Sunfang knew that smell and it made him smile, the golden wolf ran to the group and although he was in a new body he knew that the lad would know him. "Boychick, it has been a while."
Sunfang smiled, "You've been gone a long time. Ben isn't the leader anymore, we've got a new one, and there are a lot of things that have changed since you been gone lad."
