A/N: Hello, my friends, I've been thinking about updating this for a long time, so here it is! Enjoy!
Chapter 2:
Reedstar watched as Cloverfoot's chest stilled, and her eyes glazed over. So much has happened these past few moons, Reedstar thought. Redwillow watched the farewell, grief in her deep green eyes. Reedstar curled up beside Cloverfoot, and started to groom her mother's fur.
"She should go into the clearing," Redwillow whispered.
"Of course. But, can I at least say goodbye?" Reedstar replied.
Redwillow nodded, and stepped back. Reedstar thought of all the times she had had with her mother. They had fought side by side, Cloverfoot had been there when Reedstar first stepped into the sun. Now, the she – cat who had raised her was dead. Finally, after a few heartbeats, Reedstar stepped back. Redwillow nodded, and gently grabbed Cloverfoot's limp form. Every cat turned when Redwillow exited the medicine den.
"No luck?" Oneclaw whispered.
Reedstar sadly nodded. Oneclaw let out a small cry, and ran into the nursery. A yowl at the edge of the camp got everyone's attention. Stormcloud ran into the camp, a limp figure in his jaws. Troutfur and Yarrowleaf followed hard on her heels.
"Heatherwhisker is dead!" Stormcloud gasped.
"What?" Reedstar breathed. "Who did this?"
"I don't know, but whoever did it, they had WinterClan scent," Troutfur hissed, angrily looking around the clearing.
"That's not possible," Oneclaw responded, though she looked around the clearing, fearfully.
"Who would do something like that? I know I wouldn't!" Emberkit squeaked from beside his mother.
"A really bad cat that we must find," Reedstar responded, her angry gaze swept the whole Clan. "Now, who did this?"
A/N: Cliffhanger! Well, got to tune in to find out what happens next!