Pearlglow heard a faint mewling and whimpering coming from the woods. She rushed towards the sound. "Sheepkit?" She called.
She stopped in a clearing and saw Sheepkit quivering. "Sheepkit!" Pearlglow rushed over to her lost kit. Sheepkit fainted and fell to the dirt. Pearlglow began to lick her all over. She noticed Sheepkit's leg was bloody, and a gash ran through it. She also saw that her tail had been chewed and clawed at. Pearlglow felt sick, as though she would faint herself. Why didn't she protect her Clan as well as she should? Now her older brother was dead, and so was her friend. And her kit had sustained some worrying injuries. Thank StarClan she is not dead! Pearlglow thought to herself.
Pearlglow was so focused on her kit that she barely noticed the cat behind her. It was Icicle. She was staring at a mangled gray and white cat lying on the ground.
Pearlglow didn't like Icicle. She was a dirty rogue; Snappy and angry, and had overdid her 'short' stay in SeedClan's camp.
Icicle didn't seem hysterical. She was sitting at the body with an expressionless face. But Pearlglow could see that her eyes were dull with sorrow. The dead cat had a torn pink collar and a golden tag with strange marks clawed into it. Her glazed over eyes were a pretty turquoise blue. Along her back were claw marks of a fox, and blood still spilled from her neck.
"Who is this?" Pearlglow whispered softly, padding up to Icicle.
After a short silence, Icicle replied. "This was my sister."
"I'm sorry," Pearlglow said.
"After all I have lost, you cannot make me feel any better!" Icicle snapped back. Her tone was changing now from sadness to anger.
"Okay," Pearlglow said. She didn't feel like arguing with Icicle. Not today. "Was this a fox?" She asked stupidly. I know it was, she thought.
"She was killed while trying to protect your kit," Icicle sighed.
Pearlglow stared up at the sinking sun. The sky turned a hazy pink and the faint stars were coming out of their sleep.
"Thank you," she whispered.
