Eagles lives end somehow [CLOSED DEATH TOPIC]

Eaglefeather sat near a bush, she groomed herself quietly thinking of what she would do when she got to camp.

Ooc: mobile, and I'm just gonna do this as Scorchfrost since I'm also doing Ferretshine


Ferretshine had separated from her mother for just a moment, and that's all it took. She wanted to catch a nice little frog for Eaglefeather and Webtail to share. The two of them had been through much. They deserved it. She and her mother had shared some kind words. Ferretshine knew that Eaglefeather was proud of her. She padded through the dark territory with frog in jaws.

Scorchfrost's smokey fur helped him creep through the forest. He was so angry and distraught over the storm in his head. He had this nasty little habit of tearing into cats' throats when he was in a bad mood. He was big, much bigger now, and he saw a ShadowClan she-cat near him. She wasn't alone, he didn't have much time. The tom yowled and threw himself into the cat, pinning her down and slamming his paws on her neck. He clawed down her belly and throat, making for a slow, painful death.

Eaglefeather felt a toms claws rake down her belly, she was about to fight back but she was to weak, she had died a moment later after she had felt his claws touch her stomach.

Scorchfrost stepped off the she-cat as a huge cat crashed into the clearing. He turned and bolted in the other direction, running to the river to lose her in case she followed.

Ferretshine heard a yowl that sent a sickening feeling through her belly. She dropped her prey and sprinted to the scene. She let out a terrified screech as she watched her mother writhe and choke. Was it the killer? No, it couldn't be! He was gone as soon as she saw him, his amber eyes burned into her mind. She stumbled forward with choked sobs as she approached the mangled body of her mother. "Mom... you'll be okay! I promise, you're gonna be okay! ... Mom? Mom?!" She nudged the now still body of Eaglefeather. She yowled in defeat, her heartbreak reaching every corner of the territory. She was nearing her breaking point. Eaglefeather was dead, and she couldn't do a thing about it.