Chapter 11, She could only watch
Moonhowl's head snapped up when she heard the yowl. She left Grasspaw, who had a wound on his leg and dashed across the clearing to the elders den.
"Skyflower!" she knew that voice by heart.
Skyflower lay in the elders den on her side, blood pouring from a long, deep gash on her shoulder.
"Skyflower wake up," she pleaded the medicine cat. "Wake up, please," tears trickled down her muzzle.
The medicine cat's eyes flew open, and they rested on a faraway object that Moonhowl could not see.
"StarClan help," she rasped, her sides heaved with effort.
"You'll be alright," Moonhowl meowed softly licking the wound clean. The blood did not stop coming.
"No," Skyflower whispered.
"You must come back! I need you! I am a terrible medicine cat! I love a cat from another Clan! What could be a worse crime than that?"
A shadow flickered in Skyflower's eyes. "Ravenshadow," she rasped. "I knew that would happen. Please don't be like Leafpool, Moonhowl. Don't have kits. It only brings disaster."
"But Rainfeather isn't so bad," Moonhowl whispered.
Pain flared in Skyflower's eyes. She struggled. "Don't have kits," she begged. "Don't!"
Moonhowl licked Skyflower's cheek. "I won't do that. I promise." She whispered. "Don't die."
"I must," Skyflower breathed, her voice scarcely audible. "Follow your heart, Moonhowl, do what you think is right."
"No…" Moonhowl began, but it was too late. A great breath of air left Skyflower's chest.
She could only watch. There was nothing for her to do for Skyflower. "Goodbye..." she whispered.
How many more will die? She wondered, digging her claws into the wet moss.
Sorry it was so short, I just had to make Skyflower die so Moonhowl will be full medicine cat. I want to right a sequel, but please give me a review saying if I should. This story seems very unpopular. PLEASE REVIEW!