Racing Paws, Running Water

[aciddwolf]

Leopardtail found herself jerked to the side, before realizing that the large cat was distracted shortly after hitting the ground. Before she could get in another swipe, she felt herself tumble from the brawly feline's body, and looked towards the limp body of the strange cat that had been fighting with her apprentice. "Fox dung," she spat, as Fang ran, before dashing over to the flame-colored tom, and attempted to press against his pelt, and turn him away from the now deceased tom, to look towards the ghost-like she-cat that stood still.

Ghostpaw couldn't believe her eyes, staring at the young dead tom in front of her. A chill slipped down her back, as if a strong wind was piercing her pelt, and her ears twitched back to her skull. "T-Tabby?" she choked, feeling as if she had just tasted mouse-bile, and some of it had caught in her mouth. Her tail drooped, hearing Fang, "bu-but what about Tabby? We can't leave him here with them!" her eyes flickered between the two cats, before running after the large tom, not risking holding the same fate as her close friend.

[Frost-Kit]

Flarepaw cringed as the Toms smokey pelt layed still on his body. The death of another cat had been acessed by his claws. They slowly dripped with Tabby's crimson blood, reeping the effect of their battle. He turned to Ghostpaw, the fire in his eyes dying slowly. "Ghostpaw...,I'm sorry I... I didn't mean..." he stalled his mew as he started to run after her but decided not to. "I didn't want to kill...Tabby...I had no choice" he continued to speak even though she wasn't there.

"Leopardtail, I didn't want to kill him, you understand right?" He mewed to her sorrowfuly gazing back at the Tom.

[aciddwolf]

Leopardtail shifted slightly, "this is what happens when you take the task of serving your clan in battle," she mewed simply, pressing her nose to the apprentice's flank, in attempts to comfort him, before her eyes shifted to the couragious tabby cat, "he died doing something that he thought was right, isn't that how all cats should pass on to... their ancestors?" her eyes scanned the limp body, "I'll request the elders to take care of the tom..." her spotted pelt rippled as a soft breeze slipped through the territory.

"Flarepaw, don't take any worry to it..." she mewed softly, before shifting to the bloody tom that lay on the ground, "it's better than me carrying you back to the camp, and letting Diamondfang see his son had died to a rogue, or worse, Snowkit seeing me dragging her big brother back to camp and me having to explain that you'd never wake up to her," the spotted feline pressed her flank against her apprentice's, "come on... let's go back to camp..."

[Frost-Kit]

Flarepaw gazed around through the falling leaves of fall, his eyes appeared in shock. He felt her nudge against his flank. He felt slightly comforted as she stood next to him."I guess, your right....whats the point in living if your not fighting for something important...." He glanced with her back at the limp body.
He started to walk back towards camp with a heavy heart, hearing her words.