She was dead. Really dead. I looked at the motionless, light brown tabby in the clearing, her eyes were closed and her clan mates had surrounded her, murmuring there last goodbyes. At least most of them are her clan mates.I held back a snarl as I spotted the dark grey tom lying beside my sister, his blue eyes clouded with grief. Crowfeather. Why had Firestar even let him stay? He hadn't cared enough about her to save her, he didn't deserve to sit vigil for her.
Slowly, I slipped between the gathered cats, approaching the lifeless body and digging my nose into Leafpools fur for the last time. You will always be my best friend. If I could turn back time, and put myself on the cliff instead of you, I would. The clan needs you so much more than it needs me. I held back tears as I slowly groomed her fur.
"Squirrelflight?" Brambleclaw had padded up beside me, his amber eyes glistening with worry.
"What!" I snapped at him. Despite all that had happened I hadn't forgot about Hawkfrost. How could he trust that traitorous Riverclanner!
The brown tabby stepped back. Hurt in his gaze. "I just wanted to see if you were ok…"
"Ok! How could I be ok! Leafpool is gone! I'll never see her again!" I was yowling now, ginger pelt bristling. The whole clearing was staring at us, but I didn't care.
"I-I I'm so sorry." He looked down at his paws, shoulders sagging.
Looking at him, I realized that maybe, I'd been too harsh. "It's not your fault Brambleclaw." I turned my glare to Crowfeather. "It's his."
"You think I wanted this to happen!" The grey tom spat back, looking up from Leafpool
"Well you did nothing to stop it!"
"I-" That stopped him. His face fell, and he looked utterly defeated. [i]He deserves it![/i] But I couldn't help the little twinge of doubt that took hold of me. We had traveled on the great journey together. Although he'd never been my favorite cat, we were friends. Am I going to lose all my friends from the journey?