Chapter Twenty Nine
Echoshine watched with sadness as the two elders, Squirreltail and Smokefang carried Mistyshine's body to her burial spot. "How'd she die?" Thrushpaw asked.
Echoshine shrugged her shoulders, "I have no idea," she meowed.
How could you be so cruel, Shrewstar? "Your mother was a great warrior, you know," Mudstar murmured to her and Berryfoot, his voice hoarse with grief.
"We'll always remember her." Berryfoot dipped his head.
"I couldn't fault her for anything," Echoshine added, "she helped me take care of my kits when they didn't have a father and I respect and love her for that."
"She treated us as her own too," Cloudwhisker purred.
"And she's looked after us since the day we were born," Stormsky meowed.
"And me too," Thrushpaw chimed in.
"She may not have died while fighting, but she still left us as a true warrior." Rosewish dipped her head.
"I certainly couldn't have asked for a better mate," Mudstar stared at the sky, his amber eyes were clouded with grief.
"Or a better mother," Echoshine purred.
I will get you back one day Shrewstar, just you wait.
Another short ad not very interesting chapter, but I still hope you liked it!