One Last Wish {closed}

Tyr felt pain greater than anything she had felt before. In the few days she had spent in the medicine den, the pain had gone up and down. But now she felt sick like nothing. She remembered feeling this way before her Owner took her to the Vet. She felt better than, but now there was no vet. The pain was unbearable, and she began to moan. I'm going to die! Thought Tyr.

Blossomheart had a mouse between her teeth. She walked into the medicine cats' den. She had been visiting this place more often since she realized her failure. "Hey Tyr, I brought mouse." She set it down in front of the she-cat and sat down. "You okay?" Her gaze grew worried when Tyr becan to moan and the rogue's face was filled with pain.

Tyr looked up at Blossomheart. "Blossomheart, I'm dying. I have one thing to ask you. The threat lurking in the deep twolegplace is growing stronger than ever. The will attack. Promise me that my death will not be in vain. kill them! Do whatever you have to, just make sure their leader DIES!" Tyr's coughed up more blood, and her eyes began to glaze over. he breathing had stopped. (Welp, she ded)

Mintpaw padded into the den, a bundle of herbs in her jaws. "Oh, hi Blossomheart. W-w-w..." The herbs she had been carrying tumbled to the ground, her murky green eyes wide with horror. "N-n-no..." The taupe she-cat rushed towards the she-cat's side, checking for any sign of life. Even before she reached Tyr, however, she knew that she was too late. The rouge was dead. She had failed. "I-I... I-I'm so s-sorry." She muttered, turning to gather the fallen herbs but returning to Tyr's side only seconds later, checking her vitals once more. "B-B-Blossomheart... did s-she say a-a-anything before s-she... before..."

Blossomheart was shaking. She had just watched a cat die before her eyes. She stood stiffly. Why her? She seemed to be chosen to do so many things, for no reason whatsoever. Tyr had seemed so agitated. "Yes... She did. She told me not to let her d- death be in vain. The rogues that gave her these wounds are growing stronger every day and we have to kill them, specifically their leader. And they will attack." Now she began to cry. "We can't avenge her, Mintpaw! If these rogues are as powerful as she says they are..." She paused mid-sentence to sniffle and wipe the tears from her face. "We should probably tell Rippedstar and Poplartooth about this."