Left On A Snowy Mountaintop (CLOSED)

Leafstorm took a step forward when he saw what Leopardclaw was doing. "Stop..." He mewed, his voice trembling. Surely there was another way.
But the Deputy didn't stop. Leafstorm leaped towards the two, trying to get between Birchpaw and her attacker. "Stop- Leopardclaw, stop! You're hurting her!"
A sickening snap and Leafstorm sat down heavily, disbelief clouding his vision.
"Leopardclaw... we could've lifted the rock..."
With a shudder he drew Birchpaw closer towards him, hovering over her protectively. "Don't touch her!" He hissed. "I won't let you... I've already lost one, I'm not letting you..."

Leopardclaw growled lowly, his eyes strangely dulled and numb; he - they - didn't have time for sentimental displays of sorrow.  The deed was done, and if Leafstorm didn't get out of his way Birchpaw would bleed out before they got anywhere near camp.  In an uncharacteristic show of disrespect, Leopardclaw shoved the brown tabby warrior out of the way, and placed the cobwebs Swooppaw had brought onto the unconscious apprentice's now stub of a tail.  He spoke as he worked, his voice low; "Those rocks weren't going to move without taking more time than we have Leafstorm, this was the only way if you want to get off this StarClan-forsaken battlefield."  Picking up Birchpaw by the scruff, he flashed the surrounding cats a hard, sad glare before leading the way away from Sunningrocks.  He could understand their sadness and anger...he felt it as well.  Sometimes though, sacrifices have to be made, in order to avoid an even bigger sacrifice.