Yeah, we lost [For all the TC Cats]

Breezefeather emerged from the warriors den, her fur messy and eyes dull. Upon hearing that ThunderClan had lost to RiverClan in a battle, her heart sunk and she gasped as she saw the many injuries the brave warriors had obtained. She was sad to have missed out on giving the fish-pelts a few bald patches or two, but knew that she would have been easily taken down by her old age, and allowed a sigh to escape her slightly parted lips. The only thing I can do now is help them recover, I guess. With her eyes shut, Breezefeather shook her head to clear away the thoughts of not being able to fight, and limped over to the medicine cat. "Nightfire, is there anything I can do to help?" She asked, her murky eyes round with worry for her battle-scarred Clan-mates.

Thornfang waited patently to get treated (short)

Tawnypaw nodded at Nightfire's words. "Yeah, right he-" She collapsed in the midst of her words, her wounds bleeding more heavily. She was pointing to a gash on her belly, but she had not realized a gash on her throat. The blood leaked out at a large rate, and she squeaked in fear.

Without warning, Spottedstar hissed and raked the rock next to her. "Those fish pelt murderers!" She mumbled under her breath. How dare they taunt my warrior into crossing onto their territory and then dying. "Get some apprentices to help Nightfire. I want my warrior ready, because I am not letting this go."

Nightfire growled to Breezefeather "Take some of these cobwebs and quickly put them on her belly wound!" he shoved some aside and quickly started to try and put some on her neck, but blood continued to seep through. Too much movement must have opened it more or opened up a blood crusted scab.

Without hesitation, Breezefeather gathered the clump of cobwebs and spread them over the large gash in Tawnypaw's belly, pressing them deep into the wound to stop the blood. Oh StarClan, please let her live! She begged as the scarlet liquid began to seep through the cobwebs and stain her paws. "I might need some more, Nightfire..." Her voice was panicky, knowing that there were other injured cats as well as Tawnypaw.

"Of course, Spottedstar." Duskfall called for all available Thunderclan apprentices to help, but there were few that weren't injured. His own apprentice Silverpaw had been badly hurt in the fight as well. Duskfall had gotten away lightly compared to some others.

"There aren't many warriors left who aren't injured, Spottedstar." It was disheartening to say, but it was true. Only four or five healthy warriors remained, and the rest were injured or with kits. Duskfall wanted to fight, but he knew he'd need at least a day or two before he'd be up for a fight. A mouse could walk on by in front of him without fearing attack in the state he was in. He didn't want to question his leader, but he had to speak for the clan. "Perhaps we should wait a day or two for everyone to rest and heal before retaliating? And maybe if you lead us to battle, this time we will be successful."

Tawnypaw began panicking. "It's not stopping!" She wailed as blood continued to flow. She wanted her sister, Lavenderpaw. "Lavenderpaw!" She wailed for her sister as the blood coursed through. Her heart raced and the apprentice clenched her teeth. "Please hurry! It hur-" Without warning, her vision blurred and her eyes glazed, yet she was in a world of pain as she was still clinging to life.

"I can still help." Thornfang said to them

Duskfall was going to reply to Thornfang when he heard Tawnypaw's cries of agony. He didn't realise anyone had been hurt so badly from the battle. He raced over, leaving his leader behind to the source of the commotion to see Tawnypaw's life leaving her.

"Tawnypaw! Oh Starclan, what have those scum done to you!" He looked around frantically, horrified to see the apprentice he'd played with when she was only a kit bleeding out before him. She was so young. "Nightfire! Can't you do something?!"

Lavenderpaw raced over to Tawnypaw's side despite her injuries when she was called. She licked the top of her sister's head, praying that she would live.

Thornfang stayed close to the young apprentice whose life was slipping away from. "It shouldve been me. " Thornfang accidentally sayd outloud

Tawnypaw saw her sister, and with a slight smile, she spoke. "River... Clan... Will pay for this." She coughed, as her body succumbed to limpness.

Poppypaw had stayed slient all this time, not having the words for this.. Although Tawnypaw did the right thing- she died as a warrior even though she was only an apprentice. She had fought for thunder-clan against Riverclan and fought great even though they had failed to win. Poppypaw's amber eyes turned gloomy as she had watched the sisters say good-bye, she hardly knew tawnypaw but she was a clan-mate it was difficult on saying goodbye.

"Another life lost. Far to young." Thornfang said before falling to grief with the rest of his clan. THey sufferd a great loss today

(Sorry, fell behind)

Nightfire scrambled for more cobwebs, trying to press them into her wound. Blood kept seeping through, and he pressed harder, trying to use his own paws to stop the blood. It just wouldn't stop. As the life slowly leaked from her, his paws dropped and he hung his head. He just lost a precious apprentice. And he couldn't do anything.

Spottedstar opened her mouth to speak when Tawnypaw cried out. She rushed over with Duskfall, but her life seeped away. She quietly spoke her answer to Duskfall. "I wasn't meaning today, or within the next few days. I want us to recover, but we will get revenge, now also for Tawnypaw."