Discraceful Deception [open for all WindClan]

Squirrelpaw wacthed as Beetlepaw worked, as Smokepelt told the clan Lionfur was to be buried, and as her older sister Deerpaw requested to bury their father. She stayed with her head level, only because lowering it to shield herself from the scene would damage her neck even more. She let the cold snowflakes coat on her once beautiful ginger coat, now marred with the ugly scars crossing her throat. 

Why. Why Lionfur, why Nightheart, why Deerpaw.

As she saw Deerpaw being rejected she desperately wanted to comfort her. "It's okay Deerpaw," Squirrelpaw would nuzzle her older sister, "It will all be okay in the end. We would grow up into great warriors and this would all be behind us and it would all be fine."

But alas, her throat was a mess, and not a word would be able to come through. Plus those words would be fake, Squirrelpaw was just as infuriated and confused as Deerpaw looked. She can simply watch, barely any better than a bush. She flinched as Deerpaw looked at her and stumbled away. She desperately wanted to follow her, but she stayed in the same spot as Deerpaw went out of her vision.