Blacknose wailed as loud as she could, releasing all of the grief and anger. She was so sad that her last living kit had gone to Starclan. She was angry because of Hailpelt. He had decided to not "waste" his herbs on Cedarkit.

The piece of fox-dung had killed her son. He had done it. It was all his fault, and Blacknose was going to get revenge.

"Blacknose, would you like to lead our hunting patrol?" Firewing, the deputy, asked. She was trying to be generous and make Blacknose feel better. She didn't know that Blacknose had stopped feeling anything.

It had been a week since Cedarkit's passing, but Blacknose had already gotten over it. Her heart had hardened and she sought revenge for her lost kit.

The clan didn't seem to notice though. They still thought she was grieving. They thought that she still missed Cedarkit.

Blacknose stood up and answered, "Of course." As she walked over to the patrol, she passed Hailpelt. She gave him a look of pure hatred before stalking out of the camp. The rest of the patrol filed out behind her.

...

Blacknose crouched when she spotted a lark near a tree. She stepped forward, concentrating on the bird. She crept farther, not making a sound. Then she leapt and her claws sank into her prey.

She suddenly saw the medicine cat's body. She could see him lying there, almost mocking her. I can't waste any herbs on your puny kit. Blacknose snarled and clawed at the lark.

"Ha! Take that Hailpelt!" She growled. She slashed at the dead lark again, making it bleed and roll away from her. She pounced on it and tore at it's neck. She imagined it was finally dying.

"B-Blacknose?" A quiet voice asked. Blacknose froze. What if someone had seen her? She quickly tried to knock the prey out of the way and spun around. She was looking at Icepaw.

"What do you want?" Blacknose asked.

"What were you doing?"

"Hunting. Shouldn't you be doing the same?"

"Um, yes."

Blacknose slunk off and cursed herself. Why was she acting like this? A tiny voice in her head reminded her, Because you want revenge.

She wanted to kill Hailpelt! She nodded slowly. She would, since he deserved it.

It was moon-high, and Blacknose crept through the shadows. She made sure not to be spotted or heard by anyone. Blacknose was headed towards the medicine cat den.

She quietly stepped into the den. It took a few moments before Blacknose's eyes could focus in the dark.

There!

She saw Hailpelt sleeping in a heap. Blacknose could hear him snoring, and she scowled. She quickly grabbed him by the scruff and dragged him out.

...

After a little while, Blacknose made it into the forest. She had made it just outside of her clan's territory. She was glad that the poppy seeds were working on Halipelt. They kept him asleep the whole time.

She snarled and bit his leg as hard as she could. Hailpelt jolted awake.

"Wha-Blacknose? What are you doing?" Hailpelt asked, bewildered.

Blacknose replied, "Killing you." She raised a paw, and with one blow, killed Hailpelt.

After rolling in a patch of wild onions, Blacknose ran away to live as a rogue. She did leave, though, feeling like she avenged Cedarkit's death.