When Streams Dry Up

Flowerpetal had been walking, as usual, when a strange scent caught her nose.

Barely five minutes later the she-cat arrived in camp, lugging the apprentice behind her.She gently lowered her to the ground, her chin trembling.
"Fishstar! Ivy... Ivyfall!" She called, her voice breaking.
She turned back to Streampaw, her minty-green eyes somber as she buried her nose in the apprentice's fur. "Goodbye, Streampaw. Loyal cat and eager student, we'll miss you."
She turned her eyes to the sky. "May you rest in Starclan forever."

Tinytip's ears flicked after the scream of another warrior of the clan. The little she-cat ran out of the den just to see a lilac she-cat with a body behind with her. The young warrior approached the two cats but her legs trembled in fear when she noticed a familiar scent.
The black and white she-cat walked slowly to her dead apprentice. Tinytip couldn't said a word. Pure sadness filled her chest as she buried her face on the fur of the younger cat. "No..." She cried, shaking as a leaf. "This is all my fault... I should have be there..." Her amber eyes closed while she tried to speak but all words failed to show her real desperation and sadness. "I'm so sorry... Good bye, my friend and apprentice. I hope... you can forgive me... from... Starclan."

Cloudstone's head emerged from the medicine cat's den, alarmed with the tone in a cat's voice. The limp, lifeless body of young Streampaw immediately caught his attention. 'Last Leafbare had less death in store for us. What is going on?' With a saddened sigh, he collected thyme at the front of his den. It always seemed that he had a low stock of the mind-easing herb. Leaving it there, he instead brought mint to the apprentice's body. He would never get used to the chill and absolute stiffness of a corpse and hoped he never would. The tom looked to the young warrior, his voice soft. "Flowerpetal. Where did you find her?" He pressed the leaves into the dead she-cat's fur, a chill rippling through his black fur.

"By the river." The young warrior met the Medicine Cat's eyes sadly. "Just a couple foxlengths away from the water. What... what happened to her, Cloudstone?"