Returning from Gathering #2

Silverstar raced into the camp, followed by the cats from the gathering. Snowfang's body still lay in the center, Mousetail was the only cat that remained, sitting vigil for her lost friend. Silverstar halted abruptly, causing Brackenclaw and Lionfur to bump into one another. Silverstar padded over towards Snowfang's body, she sat down to mourn for her. Brackenclaw followed by Lionfur, Icepaw, Firepaw and Stonepaw also padded over to mourn.

Firepaw whimpered quietly to her siblings, "She was the best mother anyone could ask for." She leaned into Stonepaw, who's face was still expressionless but tears formed in his eyes. Icepaw began sobbing, if Silverstar was going to show emotion, all she had were clouded eyes. The two were close, but unlike Firepaw, Stonepaw, Frostpaw, Silverpaw and Icepaw, she wasn't related.

Brackenclaw had sat down next to Mousetail and laid his tail over her shoulders for comfort. Stonepaw looked up at them, he was now suspicious, the two seemed to be ore then friends. Maybe it's just me... He turned his attention towards his mother again.

Silverpaw nodded.Her eyes clouded with sadness.

Suddenly Mousetail dug her claws into the ground, "She shouldn't have died like this." her voice was a hiss of pure hatred. Firepaw flinched back, she had never seen her mentor as angry as this.