Nettlestar's Truimph (Warrior Cats Story) {being re-written}

Chapter 11

Nettle ran through the forest with her love, Seth. The wind whipped through her ash grey fur, pinning her ears against her head.
As she leap over a log, she yowled in joy. She was finally free from everything, if only for a little bit.
Seth looked at her in amusement, his brown eyes blazing. His smile disappeared and Nettleclaw glanced sharply at him.
"What... what if Moon doesn't want to come?" He asked, voicing her own worry.
"Well, stop being negative! Let's not think about this until we're there!" Nettle responded with energy. Seth laughed, nodding.
As they got closer to Vein Alley, Nettleclaw was smelling familiar scents.
"Wait..." She began, sniffing again. Seth blinked at her.
"What?"
Nettleclaw padded forward, into the Alley. She found Fangstar yelling at Skythe and Slash.
Now, Nettleclaw didn't care for Skythe. But Slash, Slash was a different story.
She lunged forward and grabbed her brother, dragging him back.
"Just 'cause you're leader doesn't mean you can disrespect others!" The she-cat yowled.
Fangstar threw her into the wall, causing her to yelp. Seth rushed forward, snarling in anger. He leaped on Fangstar. Fangstar shoved his paw forward, going for the eyes.
Nettleclaw ran out, hoping Seth would win. She couldn't see this.
There was a rough snapping sound, then a few screams and a thud.
She curled up and hid her ears, crying.
All was silent.