I still love frozenbreath. One sec. ))
Frozenbreath looked around with pain at the camp. Her cats were during. Everyone was dieing again, like the last war. There was only a couple of cats left and Jaggedstrike had left ages ago to find Dimsight. Not to mention her mate was missing and so was her kit. She was a strong willed cat, and she took pride in it. But the clan was crumbling because of the rouge, they hadn't had time to restructure themselves. Frozenbreath looked around with a heavy heart, and then limped towards the exit. She was going to slip away quietly. Maybe she would find her mate, hopefully living. Hopefully the others will see it's no use also and leave, but she couldn't stay to watch. Every step to the clan entrance was painful. She had to say something, but cats were hurt and dieing and it would make things worse. She had already been slightly missing due to her constant territory searches. It was time for her to leave. Maybe forever.

