Shimmereyes whipped her head around. She opened her mouth to ask Rockkit to stay with Morningkit, but he was out also, so she had to just run out of the warrior den. "What happened?" She asked, and when no one answered, she yelled it again. "What happened?!" Her voice boomed.
A cat was holding Snakekit in his mouth, getting cut all over his muzzle and chest. He tilted his head over to the sobbing cat to his left.
Running to the cat's side, she saw that the cat was Dropbreeze, was leaning over a figure. She whipped up and hissed at Shimmereyes, then just broke down and started to cry. "I'm sorry." She whispered, and then leaned back over. She licked the figure softly, getting the blood off of her pelt.
Closing her eyes in respect, Shimmereyes realized the cat was Crystalpaw, the cat that helped save Morningkit. She looked at Snakekit, but had to ask anyway. "What happened?" she whispered
Dropbreeze was now crying too hard to talk, and she just kept cleaning her only kin, for her mate had died a few moons ago.
The cat that was holding Snakekit made a muffled sound, and another two cats ran forward and took the kit from his mouth, but Snakekit was clawing too much, then had to dig a hole and put him in it, one holding him down with his paw, the other sitting watch.
The original tom that was holding Snakekit was now covered in cuts that were bleeding slowly. He limped over to Shimmereyes. "I can tell you what happened." He said quietly.
Tilting her head, Shimmereyes pointed to her den. "Here, tell me when I am healing you." She whispered, and then slowly started off, so confused. She didn't know what happened with Snakekit. She got to her den and sat down, then saw Morningkit. "I will be right back with you, sit down in that nest please." She whispered, then moved over to Morningkit, pawing her softly, making sure she was still asleep.
Morningkit did not move, so Shimmereyes put her paw on the kits leg and pressed down, hard. Morningkit whimpered in her sleep, and Shimmereyes quickly put the splint on her leg, and then licked her head softly. "Sleep soundly, young one." She whispered, then did the same to Rockkit, then went to the back of her den to get burlock root and cobwebs.
When Shimmereyes came back out of the herb part of her den, she went straight to the tom. "Ok, Cloudsoul, tell me what happened." She said, and gently put the herbs on his cuts.
Wincing at the herbs being placed on his wounds, Cloudsoul started to explain it all. "Well the kit that you saw, as you might know, was Flarekit. He was talking about how bad the fight was just then, and Snakekit walked up and told him that he was the one who thought of doing that whole thing, to get rid of the terrible Morningkit." He winced at the words. "I am just quoting him, I was out hunting, and when I got word of all this, I ran back, but I was too late to help." He felt terrible that he was not there to help.
Shimmereyes nodded and bit the cobweb to cut if off. "I know, I understand. I was getting herbs." She said, and then sat, ready to hear the rest.
Taking another deep breath, Cloudsoul continued. "Well… Flarekit said that Morningkit is a good kit and that he was bad for doing that, so Snakekit jumped on him and killed him swiftly. Flarekit felt no pain, and now he is in Starclan." He sighed softly, but then a yowl came from camp.
The yowl was from one cat, their voice booming. "Everyone! Protect the queens, kits, and elders." The voice sounded strained, like it was painful to put out.
Shimmereyes jumped up and hissed, and then there was another yowl, more frightening then the first. The yowl was a yowl of battle.