Umm..yeah got board again. So, if I post a death-sene it usually means I'm board! Heh..Enjoy!
The humming grew louder, as pawsteps pounded towards the river. The numbness in Silverreed's shoulder seemed to spread, making her eyes turn hazy.
I'm going to die! Silverreed narrowed her light blue eyes, she couldn't die! She wasn't ready to die, she couldn't meet the Dark Forest that soon! But you've never been scared of death before! A small voice remined her, which brought her back to the sticky blood that clung to her white paws.
Silverreed had killed Gloomrose, her own sister after Gloomrose had promised that she would tell the whole Clan that Silverreed trained in the Dark Forest. She had to stop her sister, and death seemed to solve many problems when trying to shut someone up.
"Silverreed, stop!" A black-and-gray tomcat hissed, his yellow eyes narrowed. "You must be punished for what you did!"
The white molly spun around, claws unsheathed as she felt pebbles move around her paws. The roaring of the river was right behind her, it was a good spot to have a fight-she knew this spot all to well anyways. "Than fight me, Windclaw!" She spat, strighting out her poster, her plumply tail waving at her side.
Windclaw growled, behind him was Softfeather and Bluebee, both young and not really good fighters. "No, you will come with us without more unneeded bloodshed."
Silverreed snorted, "Coward!" She spat, finish him! A voice growled inside her head. Something pulled at her paws, her gaze flashing at Windclaw as she leaped. There was a still silence, as she felt fur and skin rip under her claws, than the sticky scarlet blood fly onto her face.
Bluebee screeched, recoiling back from her. "Windclaw!" Bluebee yowled, "Hes dead! Y-you killed him!"
Windclaw was dead alright, his eyes were glazed over now and blood still ran freely from the deep gash in his throat.
Silverreed looked up, licking blood from her paw. "Oh sweetheart, hes not dead!" Silverreed purred, paddling around the misty-blue-gray molly. "Not untill I kill him again, when he joins the stars..I'll find him and make sure that blood poors once more."
Bluebee recoiled, shrinking into the pebblely shore. "S-Softfeather!"
Silverreed hissed, twisting as she felt claws gaze her flank. She lashed out, jumping as she bit into pale-tan fur. The she-cat went limp under her hold, as she dropped the body, stumbling back.
The blood-shoked molly gapped, what have I done? She started to trimble, "My kit! My kit!" Silverreed yowled, throwing herself at the tan furred molly. "No, no! This is Windclaw's fault!"
She was dimly aware of Bluebee running off, with the passing time as the sun rised burning into her pelt. She shook her head, No! Not you.. She clamped her jaw closed, her eyes narrowed as she stumbled to her paws. She felt like a hole was chewed threw her heart, tearing at her chest as she stared at what she had done.
Ah, my apprentice starting to realize what some training can do to her? A voice whispered into her ear, as darkness seemed to wrap around the BirdClan cat. Hmm, maybe you'll see Softfeather at the StarClan border, we see them growling at us all the time.
"Shut up!" Silverreed turned around, clawing at the shadow that seemed to vaperize like mist. She flicked her ear, pawsteps trummed close to her. She growled, anger blazing into her eyes.
They'll take Winclaw and Softfeather! Silverreed knew that Windclaw didn't deserve to be buried, he deserved to rot out like the peice of crowfood he was! She grabbed Windclaw's scruff, dragging the larger tomcat to the river side. She stepped back, kicking at his side untill the body slipped into the river's grasp. Silverreed watched the black-and-gray fur being dragged away, hitting the many stones in the river. Than, she turned away running off into the near-by reeds that opened up into an forest.
And never looked back at the protrol that had watched in horror, as their Clanmate's body was dragged downstream.