A/N: This is really short, sorry. I have to get through a few things before, well you know. (Wait no you don't!)
Anyway, sorry about the shortness, try to enjoy anyway.
Dovewing stared at the carcass in front off her.
Dawnpelt's flesh was torn from her, lying in bloody strips by her sides. Her bones were broken, and open. The rats had eaten their marrow. Her eyes were missing, and she was had lost half her face. Her fur was completely gone, as was her most of her flesh.
What scared Dovewing most was that the body was moving.
Brokenstar was right; for when Dawnpelt had come back, she hadn't been healed.
Brokenstar stood, face turned away in disgust.
The thing, for it was hardly a cat anymore, was twitching.
Tigerheart let out a small gasp, horror in his eyes.
Brokenstar stalked up to her, and slit her throat.
He watched her fade, unmoved.
Raggedstar eyed the she-cat in front of him warily. Her dark pelt blended in, thus making her good at her job.
"Dovewing. The little spy has to die, she has seen to much.
"Done."
"Jayfeather too."
"Done."
"What if we get caught?"
"Caught? You doubt me? Brokenstar will be at your mercy in three days ( A/N I forgot the Warriors name for days, you don't need to put that in your review I am not changing it.) time. All, of them will be. As for the three, well it will be like they never existed."
"Good."
The she-cat smiled at him, black eyes aglow.
"I have never failed, and I won't start now."
"Perfect."