#nightkit

“The warm evening sun used to be a comfort, but as the heat mingled with the rapidly cooling blood in her veins, Leopardfoot didn’t think she’d ever be able to bask in the sun without thinking of today.

No one would blame her for crying right then and there, but she insisted that they leave her alone. There was no one close enough to her to break down her walls anyway. Not anymore.

Bluefur had delivered the news, voice strangled with grief. They had found Doestar during their search. She was… Leopardfoot felt sick. Why did Bluefur have blood on her? But she knew she wouldn’t have to question any further when Sunfall shouldered his way past the crowd. Finally, someone who could give her answers, someone who would-

“Your mother is dead, Leopardfoot. We caught the cat who did it, but he escaped over the Thunderpath. When Snowfuzz pursued, she…” he paused, clearing his throat and lowering his voice with a hesitant flick of his eyes, “Pinestar… will not be returning to ThunderClan.”