"RUN KITS! RUN!"
blood.
more blood.
kits..
and...
darkness.
"where... where am i?" she looked down at her paws, which were faint and glimmering. her eyes widened.
she looked around. "firepaw!" she ran towards him. "what happened?" the ginger tom was crying, his eyes round and pupils dilated.
"firepaw..." she bowed her head.
who died?
i don't care.
he's safe.
spottedleaf sighed as some cat shrieked. "ROSETAIL IS DEAD!"
poor, poor rosetail.
she looked down. wait
i recognise that pelt
that flesh
that blood...
