OakTail felt tears start to stream as he came closer to the smell of fresh-blood. He saw a tuft of fur behind a bush and he slowly lifted his head. He saw the edge lining of a body and pulled his head down, trembling with sadness. He walked stiff-legged over to the body, to see hollow breathing. OakTail gasped and rushed forward. SkyHeart was making a raspy breathing sound, air gurgling through the gaping hole in his neck. He flicked his eyes open and shot his paw out to OakTail. "They... Coming.... Kill our clan. Allied with..." He gave a shallow sucking in sound and looked to the stars, his dying breath. OakTail screamed, 'No!' and dropped down to SkyHeart, and touched noses. Tears came and he sobbed loudly. ((I had a plot idea, and if you read this, it kind of points to that direction, but if you had a diff. plan, I'll type another...))