Blood pounded in her ears. Heart beating fast. Her vision blurred before her eyes as she raced forward. No it can't happen. The trembling shape of a kit, her kit, lay on the floor. Its patched fur was ripped away in shreds, revealing the deep, deep gashes claw marks had made.
The kit open his bright blue eyes, wide and unbelieving. They were exactly the same shade as hers, she couldn't lose him. No! Not him, oh Starclan no!
Her paws pounded towards him as his head slowly lowered into the pool of blood under him, his once soft, white fur coated in red. He gazed at her, helpless as the moonlight shone down through the canopy of leaves above them.
Skydawn rushed to his side, a wail in her throat. He looked up at something she couldn't see. His mouth moved no sound coming out, blood at his lips. His eyes became strangely dull; the light had left them as his tiny unmoving frame drifted into an unending sleep.
Skydawn curled her body around her only kit, tears streaming down her face as she gasped for breath "why did you take him, why not me." She sobbed into his fur. "It's my fault" she hissed "my fault!" she yowled, grief racking through her body.
She felt a warm body curl up next to her, a dark red tabby pelt, leaf green eyes gazing at her with loss and sorrow.
"I'm so, so sorry" whispered Reddusk " I should never have left you. Or the kits...If i had known..." her mates voice broke. "I just thought it would be better" he pushed his nose into Swiftkits snowy fur.
"I'm Sorry"