Dawnmist smiled at Hawkflight. The graceful brown tabby tom smiled at her and she smiled back.
Then the painful realization hit her: She was dead. She was in StarClan. So why was he in StarClan? And then the memories flooded her mind.
"What?" Dawnmist screamed. "You don't love me?"
Hawkflight nodded. "You're pretty, but...I love her more."
"You love a rogue?" Dawnmist wailed, tears springing to her eyes.
"That's the way life is, love." Hawkflight said, smirking.
"I hope you burn!" Dawnmist screamed. "I hope you choke on smoke! I hope the flames eat you alive! I can't believe I'm carrying your kits!"
Hawkflight was shocked, but then glared at Dawnmist. "And I hope they burn." He growled.
~o~
Dawnmist stared in horror at the three burned bodies of her kits. Hawkflight's words wormed through her brain, "I hope they burn."
Luckily, Hawkflight lay not far from her, burned and dead. She was glad. She was glad he burned.
~o~
Dawnmist threw herself into the river. She opened her mouth, inviting the water to flood her lungs. Panic streaked through her heart, but it quickly stopped. She needed this. And with that thought, the whole world went black around her.
~o~
Dawnmist sighed. If only she had known...