Goldenmoth
"Hollowclan retreat!" Icetalon yowled out, they were losing this battle and they suffered many injuries. Though Pineclan wasn't any better. His patrol turned tail and fled, Icetalon following behind.
Goldenmoth took one last look at the Hollowclan patrol before turning back to look at her deputy. The battle had given her a wound over her eyes, the blood dripped down and blurred her vision. She was licking her pelt clean when she heard a feint shriek. 'Flurrypaw!'
Claws unsheathed, she ran towards the sound, ready to defend her kit. It was a ways away, making her nervous.'What if she was too late?'
When she arrived, what she saw briefly shocked her before her blood began to boil.
Flurrypaw struggling under the weight a cat, their claws digging into her side as she shrieked in pain. Her eyes looked around in a panic before landing on Goldenmoth, "M-mom!"
Without thinking, she flung herself at the cat, claws digging into their pelt as they yowled in pain. Flurrypaw scrambled away, blood coated her pelt and she was too exhausted to go any further. She could only call to the others, hoping they'd get here in time.
Goldenmoth was tired before but her muscles felt vigor as she defended Flurrypaw. Claws scraped her skin as blood pooled over the wounds.
A swipe unstabled her as she fell to the ground. The cat pinned her, black claws held her down as teeth dug into her throat. Pulling with force, she choked on her blood. Her claws trying to hold on to… anything, but only succeeded in pulling up clumps of grass. Her eyes look around wildly, to the fleeing cat, her unconscious daughter, and the approaching Pineclan patrol.
She seized a couple more times, desperately trying to stay alive. For Flurrypaw, for Streamhawk , for Pineclan.
It was no use.
Goldenmoth crawled close enough to rub noses with her daughter one last time. Then she saw nothing. Only hearing the many shocked gasps and wails of her clanmates before she joined Starclan.