The death of a great leader...

Shiningheart licked her younger sister's head in understanding and them looked up at Runningfoot. "so, when are you going to the moonstone?"

"How did this happend" said the cat

Stormeye looked at Icepaw. "Remember when the foxes attacked the camp? It seemed that she ran into the foxes and got into a fight with them..."

Icepaw said" oh my god so thats how that happend to her"

Ravenfeather walked solemnly towards the group in the center of the camp, telling by the cries of her clanmates and the smell of blood in the air that a tragedy had become of the clan. When she caught site of the body laying on the ground though, her heart stopped. Butterflystar Glancing around, Ravenfeather caught site of stormeye and padded over to him.

Stormeye looked up as his mate padded over before returning his gaze to Butterflystar's body. "I shouldn't have let her leave the camp by herself..."

"Don't you dare blame yourself, stormeye." Ravenfeather meowed softly to him, "If you had gone with her....from the depth of her wounds, I fear you might have been laying right beside her. "

ooc: The clans don't say God...they say Starclan... o3o

Ic: Shiningheart stood up and padded back in to the warrior's den with a heavy heart.Her tail how, and hung head.

Shaking her head at her sister's question. "I'm not sure, I will make the trip soon but it is undecided as of now." The she-cat's head hung low and her eyes closed. She couldn't stand to look at the horrid scene that laid before. She hadn't really thought about taking over the leadership position until her sister had brought it up.

Icepaw's cyan blue eyes flashed with sadness. She raised her head a gave a mournful yowl.