(This is the rewrite! :D) "No! Seth!" Nettleclaw cried, bending close to the mutilated body of her fallen mate. "Please! No!" ~ "Come with me," The young cat purred, staring at Shade. "SparkClan is waiting." ~ Nettlestar smiled as her blood spilled out on the grass, staining the green blades with a vile crimson color. "I have left my Clan in capable hands..." Her green eyes fixed on her deputy, Meadowfall, who looked stricken. All would be well.