DYING KIT FOUND IN THE SNOW!

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    Charan could feel her blood leaving her body and her life ebbing away.
    She started to feel cold.She watched as the fox turned and left.
    What? you didn't finish me?

    "oh, Charan! What happened? " shadowfall asked as she saw Charan.

    Charan couldn't speak,
    The.. fox...caught me ... by... surprise
    she could barely think.
    Her world went numb and darkened into unconsciousness.

    Felicity snarled as the scent of the vixen approached her nostrils once more. And so, the fox had returned, not satisifed with it's first victim, it returned leaping at Felicity. Dodging it, the kit hissed, though frightened, she hesitated, questioning, and with an act of incredible bravery and stupididty, leapt upon the fox's back.

    Charan watched as her world turned to a starry forest.
    "Am I finally at peace?" she asked.
    "No..." Lira's voice came out.
    "You and the rest of the Silence will never be at peace, that is why we are the ones who fight from the shadows..." she whispered in a ancient voice.
    "Lira.... Is it my time?"
    "It depends if they save you... but that I cannot tell you."

    Meanwhile, the little she-kit was clawing on firmly to the vixen's fur, her little jaws imprinted in it's neck, to no avail however. The creature was irritated, shaking and yapping, attempting to throw her off however hard she clung on.

    "But.. they are fighting... I will die! I will not have to suffer!" she exclaimed.
    Lira padded forward.
    "Maybe, but be warned, death is only the fist part of the Silence."

    And then, the extraordinary happened. The fox had flung the kit off, and was bleeding ever so lightly from the kit's weak marks and sratched. Felicity herself had a large gash upon her side. Trembling, the little kit leapt once more at the vixen's muzzle, digging her sharp claws in it's eyes.

    "That kit is in danger" Charan screamed.
    "Do not worry Blindshadow is there."
    The black and silver shadow warrior leaped at the fox's throat and ripped down deep.
    The fox fell and he picked the kit up and carried her to some cobwebs and bandaged her.
    "Do not speak of this, say that another fox killed it." he whispered.
    "The destiny of many lives depends on you, you must not tell," and the tom vanished.
    Charan could feel her grip on her physical form weakening.
    She gasped for air, finding blood and trembled.
    "Help me..." she moaned.

    Speechless, she sat mitionless in awe and confusion.. "Wh-what's happening?" she mewed quietly

    Charan felt her last breath slowly creeping in on her she gasped for air, but found only more blood.
    Weird shapes surrounded her, her vision was blurring and she felt her body being carried.
    Warriors picked up the kit and ran to the camp.

    Charan could feel the medicine cats paws working feverously on her.
    "Don't die......Don't die" she kept screaming.
    Charan was losing her grip and her body fell numb again.
    She could see Felicity being treated next to her.
    If she dies, I am no better to anyone, alive or dead...

    Dead? No, she lay asleep, treated with the paws of the clan cats, and lay oblivious to all which surounded her, to all the world was whispering.

    Charan's eyes started to close.
    "Tell them if I don't wake up... that I'm sorry..." her voice drifted off as she lost consciousness.

    (Charan got attacked by fox, kit tried to fight back, Blindshadow killed fox ,charan in critical health and kit is wounded and bandaged.)
    Charan's body was motionless in the medicine cat den.

    "Charan! no! dont die!" yowled Shadowfall.

    Shadowfall's voice was lost in the air while Charan was unconscious.
    Her mind twisted deeply into a nightmare.