The rain pours down, cascading from the heavens and staining the ground with StarClan's tears. Footsteps echo and resound throughout the forest, splashing loudly as they crash against the puddles over and over again.
They ask why she won't love them. They ask, silently, as they keep running in this dreariness.
The scarlet essence still stains their fur. The metallic scent clings to them, excites them, deep breaths taken in as the rain continues to pour.
"Halt, you monster!"
They stop, looking over their shoulder to meet the eyes of their beloved one last time.
"Goodbye, Dawnwing, and I'm sorry."