Chapter 7

More Death

Rosewing woke up in the medicine den.

...

There was no one else breathing, except her. She panicked. She looked around wildly, and spotted Wolfsong. She tried prodding the she-cat awake. Nothing. She was gone.

She sat there, mourning. Cats started arising from their dens. It was moonhigh. She walked out of the medicine den with sorrow. "Cats! It is my turn to inform you, that Wolfsong is gone..." Cats looked up at her with shock.

...

More cats started to rise. She also noticed her bigger belly. She his it with her tail. Brightfeather padded up to Her quietly.

"I'm sorry..." She mewed softly. Rosewing looked in confusion. Then with sorrow.

A few cats offered to help carry Wolfsong into the clearing, but Rosewing refused.

Rosewing picked Wolfsong up, legs wobbling with weakness. She grabbed her scruff and hauled her into the clearing. Once she was in the middle of the camp, she lay Wolfsong down, head over paws. She went back into Wolfsong's den- Rosewing's den now.

She grabbed rosemary, and some other scented herbs. She went back, and sat. She sat there until Dawn.

She had fallen asleep. She lay there with Wolfsong. Dead scent overwhelming her. It was time.

Squirreltail and Acornflight stepped out of the elders den. She stepped back and let them carry Wolfsong out of camp. She dipped her head, one final goodbye. She ran back into the medicine den, Foxpaw padded up to her. Her sister.

"Hey...Don't be sad. Do you just wanna talk? Me and you? By the waterfall?" Foxpaw mewed. Rosewing nodded. They walked out of camp together. And headed for the waterfall.

As soon as they got there, Rosewing blurted out. "I'm going to have kits. What do I do?" Foxpaw widened her eyes. "You're going to have kits?!" Foxpaw circled her sister in delight. Rosewing was surprised.

"You're not mad?" She asked. Foxpaw shook her head. "No! I'm happy for you! Who's are they? Ravenpool's?" Rosewing didn't reply. "Then...Who's?" Foxpaw asked, stroking her shoulder with her tail.

"They are a rogue's, Blue's kits." Foxpaw gasped in shock. "I promise not to tell anyone." She settled.

"Foxpaw...Who do you like?" Rosewing asked with a giggle. "Well, I do like Kinkjaw, but he's too old! I also think Beepaw has a crush on me..." Foxpaw licked the pool of water. Refreshing. Rosewing did the same.

"Do you still promise?" Rosewing asked. "I promise with a sister's love, I will never tell..."