Nectarleap was planing on picking up an apprentice or two to go with him on a patrol, but something made him head out alone. Heading towardsa place that heknew was full of rabbits, he stopped to scent the air. He froze still. He smelled three things in the distance. Dog, blood, and Heathershade. Before he knew what he was doing, his legs were sorinting at full speed towards the scent, his brain hardly processing what was going on. He prayed to StarClan that she wasn´t dead, and a desperate look that had never before filled his gaze was now fixed in his eyes. When he got there he came to a complete stop, to in shock to realize what was in front of him. For sevral heartbeats it stayed that way.
Then realization hit him like sevral claws to the face. The love of his life was dead. The tricolored tom let out an agonized wail, which hung in the air for what seemed like forever. He buried his face into the lifeless fur of his mate, not caring that he now had blood on his muzzle. The pain he felt was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He had experianced his clanmates dying, but never someone that he loved this much. She was the beacon of light that made him happy, his one true love that he loved more than any other cat, the mother of his daughters, and now she was dead. Just looking a her body in a bloody mess made him want to go after that dog and give it some scars to think about, even if he got killed in the proccess. But getting hurt wouldn´t bring back Heathershade. He sat with his nose in her fur, whimpering.
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