Sunstrike licked her kits quickly and sprinted out of the den.“I’ll get Sunstrike,” she promised swiftly, pelting out of the den. “Sunstrike!” She gasped, appearing in the nursery. “Please come right now.” She didn’t want to say anything too frightening in front of young kits, but she hoped her eyes gave her away.
Lilyflight looked up from her suckling kits and knew what she meant. Her eyes sparkled with sadness and grief.