Ha...guess who doesn't want to write this one at all because it physically pains me as an author. This is the last Dovewing/Cloudstar story. It's, um, well not a fun one as you can see by the title. Thanks to everyone who has followed their story thus far. Multiple POV chapter. I included Blueocean and Pinethorn because Pinethorn was close with Dovewing since Applewhisker and Dovewing were close. If you wanted to know more about Blueocean and Pinethorn btw, there's a separate story about them called "The Lie."

Cloudstar awoke in the morning with a heavy weight on his chest. He knew from the start that he would not enjoy the day. The morning seemed lovely, but he felt that something was coming.

"MoonClan cats! Spotted in the meadow!" Thornfrost, his deputy, shouted as he ran into the leader den.

Cloudstar let out a sigh, knowing it was coming. He had survived the first MoonClan battle, but he wasn't sure about this one. He still had multiple lives left, yet he feared for the safety of his warriors.

This battle seemed bigger and more dangerous than the first, and the leader, Hazelstar, was especially cruel. He only hoped that by joining with FoxClan and NightClan, there would be some success.

"MOONCLAN IN THE MEADOW FOR BATTLE!" Whiteclaw yowled.

"EVERYONE, WE MUST FIGHT!" Cloudstar shouted.

Leafkit was glancing around confused, and he watched as Dovewing scooped up the kit by the scruff and brought her to the nursery.

"Queens, kits, and elders stay. But I'll need every medicine cat, apprentice, and warrior," he said. He made eye contact with Dovewing one last time. She dipped her head, as if wishing him good luck, and he lead the cats into the meadow.

Dovewing kept Leafkit close as the she-cat looked on from the nursery. In the distance was the faint sound of the cries of cats.

Dovewing had decided to remain with the kitten, not wanting to leave her all alone in the nursery.

She looked onward, praying to StarClan that Cloudstar would remain safe.

"I might just be...a little scared," Leafkit mewed.

"Everything will be fine, honey," Dovewing said, though her voice caught in her throat. For some reason, she had pictured Cloudstar sprawled on the ground with blank blue eyes that she had always known to be lively and vibrant.

All seemed peaceful when suddenly yowls came from outside camp. MoonClan was invading!

A few elders ran off to protect the nursery while others stayed to fight. Dovewing watched as her fellow elder, Cottonnose, stood guard outside the nursery, hissing and growling while MoonClan cats invaded.

"No! You can't invade!" Snowtail, his mate shouted.

Dovewing watched as shock as the she-cat's throat was slit in an instant.

The ginger cat's heart race quickened as the battle raged on. Leafkit scampered forward to see, only to take a step back as the smell of blood filled the air.

Dovewing pushed Leafkit to the further corner of the den. "Don't you move a whisker," she commanded the kit.

Without turning back to see Leafkit's response, she crawled out of the nursery and stood strong against the entrance, not leeting a soul go in.

Cats launched at Dovewing, and suddenly, a large tom pinned her down. Dovewing struggled, but she admitted she was weaker than she had been, and she couldn't get him off.

"GET OFF HER!" came a familiar shout.

Suddenly, the cat was gone, and her mate was standing over her, concern shining in his eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat when she realized Cloudstar, the one and only love of her life, had saved her. Warm feelings lasted but a heartbeat as she noticed the gaping wound in his throat.

He must have lost lives, and she shuddered, knowing that if he wasn't leader, he'd already be in StarClan.

She snapped back to the present, watching as an enemy cat slowly approached her. Her fur bristled, and she backed up to the entrance with a menacing hiss, swiping a quick claw over the ear.

This proved to be a mistake because at that very moment, the cat launched forward and clamped its jaws sideways onto her throat.

Dovewing's eyes widened as the shock of pain surged through her body. Her pelt became wet with blood. She gasped and let out a convulsive choking sound.

Her eyes fell on Leafkit, who had wandered forward. Dovewing's eyes flashed briefly. She wanted to tell the kit to get away, but she did not have the strength.

The kit let out a yowl of rage, and she dug her teeth in the top part of the hindleg of the assassin. She tore down his leg, ripping away flesh.

The tom let go of Dovewing, and with a thump, she fell to the ground. The attacker limped away while Leafkit rushed to her.

Dovewing's eyes were open in shock, but she couldn't move. Leafkit growled an rustled at her shoulder.

Dovewing let out a huge gasp, trying to draw air into her lungs, but her breaths were growing uneven and rasping.

"I...Fine, p-p-protec-te-tect kit," she sputtered, blood dripping onto her light ginger muzzle.

She was in a daze, and the sounds around her were growing muffled. She started to hallucinate everything slowing down around her.

Leafkit attempted to grab her scruff to heave her into the nursery, but she wasn't strong enough. The blood was beginning to seep into Leafkit's mouth, and she half-choked on it.

"Dovewing! Dovewing!" came frantic calls. A white tom was standing over her.

Cloudstar, she thought.

She moved her head up slightly. Her eyes were clouded with weariness as she stared blankly.

She saw his jaw move in speech, but his words were muted. Something was going on. She couldn't think straight.

She turned her head slightly, realizing Leafkit had disappeared.

With a jolt, she suddenly processed Cloudstar's words. Adrenaline coursed through her veins.

She whipped her head back up to look at her meet, only to wince at the pain. She glanced into his blue eyes and intertwined her tail with his as they did many moons ago when he proposed to be her mate.

With all the strength she could muster, she said, "I will never leave, but in truth, you cannot stay. Right now you need to be with your clan...I love you." He leaned forward to touch noses with her. She licked him on the nose before closing her eyes.

"I just need nap...yes...Not long..." Her voice trailed off.

"I love you," Cloudstar purred. "Rest now. We will meet again. Good-bye."

And with those words, he turned away from his dying mate and returned back to the battle.

Blueocean, a pregnant queen, had been scampering around in battle, trying to assist as best as she could.

Cloudstar was trying to forget Dovewing's death, knowing he had to focus, but even then, all he could think about was her limp body.

He glanced forward, noticing Blueocean.

"Get back to camp," he instructed, not wanting Pinethorn, her mate, to go through the same thing that he had.

The thin silver-blue she-cat ran off, coming to an empty cat. The enemy cats had been driven out, but there were injured lying about, including many dead elders who had risked their lives defending the nursery.

Blueocean padded into the nursery, letting out a gasp as Dovewing lay dying.

"Dovewing?!" she gasped.

"Mm...beauty sleep," she murmured. Her breathing was slow and steady, and fresh blood clung to her fur from the gash in her throat.

Leafkit meanwhile was wandering around camp when Pinethorn confronted her.

"What are you doing? You could get hurt!" he scolded.

Leafkit cast her gaze aside. "It's not fair! You can't hold me captive. Why I oughta-" She let out a gasp as Pinethorn scooped her up. He carried her to the nursery, nearly dropping her when he saw Blueocean inside.

"Blueocean! Are you all right?! What are you looking at?" he asked, clearly concerned.

"D-Dovewing," she said, pointing to the dying she-cat.

"No!" Pinethorn shouted, moving closer. The ginger she-cat was draped on the soft nursery floor.

"Dovewing, oh no. Here, I'll take you to the meadow. Everything's gonna be okay..." His words trailed off as Dovewing slowly opened her eyes again.

"It's too late. I'm falling asleep. But I'm glad you came." Her voice was weakening, and she was shutting her eyes.

Pinethorn couldn't believe what he was seeing. Dovewing had always been like an aunt t him, and she couldn't bear to see her die this way. He bent down to lick her wound, but she let out a soft hiss.

"Tell my boys I love them, and please don't mourn over me. I'd rather see them as proud warriors like they always have been." She winced once, and Pinethorn watched in shock as her gaze faded into one that was blank.

Leafkit watched on before dismissing herself into the far corner of the nursery in solemn silence.

"Poor Cloudstar," Blueocean sighed. "He will be heartbroken when he returns."

"No," a rasp rang out. It was Waterdrop, blood dripping on her shoulders and her eyes damp from crying over the loss of her own mate.

"Cloudstar knows. They already made thier good-byes," she explained.

"Oh, that's good," Blueocean said.

Pinethorn let out a sigh of relief, glad to hear it. He knew how much the two loved each other and how close they had been, even as they'd gotten older.

Pinethorn cast his glance away. He padded out of the nursery with Blueocean following.

"This has just been horrible. I'm glad you're safe," he said, looking at the lovely blue queen who he wished was his true mate. "You were luckier than others," he said as he gazed at the bodies.

"Oh good StarClan. How am I going to tell Sparrowslash. He's my best friend, and the news will be hard on him," he said.

Meanwhile, Leafkit rushed over to the body of Dovewing.

"I failed," she said, licking the remaining blood of the attacker off her muzzle. She focused her gray eyes on the creamy colored cat. "Just as I did with my mother."

SnowClan had a lost a valuable warrior on that cruel, leaf-fall day.