Featherfall who had been lagging behind with Sunset, ran forward. "What going o-" She stopped mid- sentence. There in the jaws of her mate laid her son. "Rainkit." She whispered, her voice quivering. Tears poured down from navy blue eyes. "Rainkit, oh my boy. My boy!" She screeched. Featherfall took her son from Deadfrost jaws and ran back to camp, were she laid the motionless body in the middle of the snow covered clearing. White covered everything, as if the world was pure, but there in the middle, Rainkit's blood ruined the cotton white. Featherfall yelled, and collapsed beside her dead kit. She reached a paw out and closed his eye. "Sleep well, my little one. Someday you will be a king. Tear filled eyes do deceive. You walk among StarClan now, and even though you've die. I will have revenge on those evil grins. The sound of dogs, their mournful cries. That's my lullaby." She sang to him, as though she was lulling him to sleep.
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