20-Destruction...

Treefur looked around. Where was she? The trees around her smelled sickly, and she felt fear with every breath the took. "Treefur." a she-cat walked up to her. "Who are you!" Treefur hisseed. "I'm Snowreed, Treefur. And I'm ahere to warn you of something." she meowed. "Wha... what...?" Treefur paused, her eyes slits. "Your beloved ones will die, and all sanity wll drive you out.." Snowreed purred. Then she dissapeared into the mist. "Snowreed! Come back! Tell me more!" Treefur shouted. But it was no use. The warrior was gone.
"Treefur, wake up." Salmontail shook his mate awake. Treefur yawned and mewed "What is it?" "Treefur, you kicked me. Were you having a bad dream?" Salmontail replied. "Well... I..." Treefur suddenlly didn't want to tell her mate about the dream. "It... no, nevermind. Just a bad dream." she purred, turning out of the warriors den. "Hey, Treefur!" Rushpelt, Blacktalon, and Mossyfang, newly named warriors, begged to be on border patrol. "Please!" Mossyfang pleaded "We'll catch pray, too!" Rushpelt added. Treefur sighed. "Well, we do need more freshkill this leafbare..." she started. "So we can go!" Mossyfang's eyes shone. "Sure. just wait a minute." Treefur promised. Then she ran into the warriors den. "Snowheart!" she called. "Wha... mom? I was having the greatest dream about a mouse..." she yawned. "C'mon, Snowheart. Rushpelt, Blacktalon, and Mossyfang want to go on dan patrol. "There's only one cat in the forest who can do that!" Mallownose purred, his left eye open. "Go ahead and sleep." Snowheart nodded, running outside. "Hey... Treefur?" Mallownose mewed. "Yes?" Treefur replied.
"Do you think Snowheart... likes me?"
"Yes. You'd make good mates."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Thanks!" mallownose ran away, chasing behind Snowheart. Treefur shrugged and lay back down. She wasn't hungry yet, and hunting could happen later...
"Snowreed! Where are you!" Treefur hissed, running through the dark forest. "I'm all around, Treefur. You just can't see me..." Snowreeds' voice whispered. "Show yourself, coward!" Treefur challenged.
"Oh, okay." Snowreeds' misty white shape appeared, her green eyes glowing.
"Tell me more about your prophecy!"
"I cannot, for I know no more. But I can tell you this..."
"WHAT!"
"Death will come soon, Treescar."
"Wha- what doed that..."
"Bye for now." Snowred purred. She backed away, and was gone. "SNOWREED!" Treefur yowled. But there wasn't a reply. What did the strage cat mean?
Treefur jolted awake. Rushpelt and Mossyfang where waiting for her outside of the warriors den. "Did you get any good prey?" she asked them. "No." Rushplet shook his head. "What's with the dull faces?" Treefur purred. "Treefur... Blacktalon's dead." Mossyfang sighed. Treefur's eyes were wide. "He... he's... what...?" she gasped. "Blacktalon's dead, and Snowheart's in Mothwing's den." Mossyfang looked up from the ground. Treefur ran to Mothwing's den, checking if it were true. And it was. Blacktalon's dead body lay next to Snowheart. "Treefur! There you are!" Mothwing mewed "Come here and help!" Treefur did as she was told, pressing certen things against the wounds. Mothwing gasped as she saw Snowheart stop breathing. Treefur's mouth hung open. "She's dead, isn't she." Mallownose poked his head into the den. "Yes, Mallownose, she's dead." Mothwing comfirmed. "I need to talk to Dawnstar." Treefur mewed blankly. Then she walked out of the den. "So do I." Mothwing mumbled, walking out behind her. "Oh, Snowheart..." Mallownose licked his private-mates ears. It seemed as if she cam down from Starclan just to say "I love you, Mallownose." and then she was gone.