Warning: The following chapter contains attempts of suicide! There will be a mark (~) to show when that scene begins and ends in case you don't want to read it!

Chapter 11

Mistpaw stretched, muscles flexing. She was still tiny, of course. Nothing could change that. But she was getting nice and fit. She marveled at how strong her shoulders were as she walked back to camp, stumbling under the weight of her raven. "Need help?" offered Seedpaw. Mistpaw nodded and passed the raven to him, smiling.

"You're a good friend," she purred. "You know, you've been so supportive after...Raintail..." she trailed off, feeling a fresh wave of grief. Seedpaw put his tail tip on her shoulder, then whisked his tail away. "Er..." they stared into each others' eyes. Mistpaw jerked her gaze away. They walked back to camp in an awkward silence. When they got home, and dropped their prey on the fresh-kill pile, Wolftooth came over. Mistpaw's heart pounded in hope. Is he going to praise me? Oh, StarClan, please say yes! Wolftooth purred. "Bluepaw, that's a nice sparrow. Well done with the rabbit, Applepaw." Then he said something that made Mistpaw's heart ache. "I love you both. Mistpaw, she's a stupid monster who should be dead by now."

Mistpaw couldn't control it. Tears wobbled in her eyes and streamed down. Seedpaw stared at Wolftooth in horror and fury, then turned to Mistpaw. "Mi-" but she was already running away. She raced out of camp, ignoring Seedpaw who was following. With being lower down, she raced faster. Tears splatted on the ground as she ran.

She skidded to a halt next to the lake, her father's words burning in her head. Stupid monster who should be dead by now. Stupid monster who should be dead by now. Stupid monster who should be dead by now. She lifted her and screamed to StarClan.(~) "YOU HAPPY, HUH? HAPPY THAT EVERYONE HATES ME? ARE YOU HAPPY, STARCLAN?!" she scented Seedpaw racing down the beach, and heard a ThunderClan patrol murmuring in confusion. She continued to scream.

"JUST- JUST TAKE ME TO THE DARK FOREST! I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!" She crouched down, tearful, ready to die, and sobbed. Seedpaw sat next to her, tail on her shoulder, murmuring comforting words she couldn't hear. Then a sneer. "Awwww, little baby wanna kill herself?" Spiderstream sauntered over. The elder smirked. "I'm happy to see a cat like you so upset." She purred. "Go eat deathberries and die," Mistpaw mumbled. Spiderstream leaned forward. "What was that?" Mistpaw slowly looked up, face streaked with tears.

"GO EAT DEATHBERRIES AND DIE." Spiderstream laughed. "No, you do that." Mistpaw rose slowly to her paws and stumbled away, into ShadowClan's pine forest. She searched through the forest with blurry eyes and found them- small, red yew berries. She plucked them off of the bush, shaking. Seedpaw appeared. "No, please," he pleaded. "You have so much to live for!" Mistpaw stared at him. Then she swallowed the berries.(~)

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Whoa! Dramatic (And definetely very short) chapter! Ahh! I hope nobody is too upset about this ending. So anyway, I want to hear some MistSeed shippers! :3 Also, don't be scared to come to me for tips and ideas for your own stories, 'cuz I'm happy to help! seeya! Bye!