Pineleaf nodded and lay down next to Ashfall, her pelt almost brushing his as she took a small drop of the water into her mouth and fell asleep.
Crookedmask padded into the camp and stopped short, his eyes wide, "W-what happened?" he stammered.
Ridgepath saw his brother and darted over, swiping his claws across the tom's face in fury, "Where were you?!" he screeched, "Coward! You hide while the rest of us fight?!"
Lonepath finally pushed the fox off of Ridgepath. The warrior's eyes were open but they were glassy, staring unseeingly at the sky, his neck bent at an odd angle. He was dead. The young tom turned to the medicine cat, "We have to save Sparrowleaf." he whispered, leading him/her out of camp, his legs pumping him towards the injured she-cat.
Ooc~ -.- .............
Ic~ Fallenwing let out a grunt as another pain wracked her belly, shutting her eyes against the pain.
Ridgepath glared at Hollyfrost, "How can you defend him when you're sister is dying?!" he spat, "He was a coward and hid while we fought! This cannot be tolerated!"
Crookedmask had had enough and he bristled, his gaze full of fury as he glared at his brother, "I wasn't hiding!" he snapped, "I was escorting Ashpaw and Pineleaf to the Moonpool! I am not a coward!"
Ooc~ lolz, nomming XD
Ic~ Fallenwing bit down on the stick, her breathing fast and shallow. She whimpered as another wave of pain passed over her.
"The fox bit her." Lonepath panted, skidding to a halt by Sparrowleaf, his eyes widening with horror as he darted to her side and began licking her ears desperately, "Sparrowleaf, no please, don't leave me!"
Fallenwing let out an agonized wail as a tiny tom slithered out into the moss.
The tom nodded and darted around, seeing a log and swiftly collecting the cobwebs inside of it, running them back to Willowleap, "She's gonna be okay right?" he asked, his eyes wide and pleading that she would say yes.
Thistlepaw dropped his glare, turning his head and mumbling, to quiet for Songstar to catch, "Maybe I did." He turned to her again, his gaze once more testy and challenging as he meowed, louder, "What do you think? Do you think I'm murderer? If you think so, we can find out."
Fallenwing's breathing was fast and shallow, her face contorted with the effort of giving birth as she let out another agonized wail as another tom slithered to the moss. Blood seemed to be everywhere.
Ooc~ Hm... should she die? Muahahahaha XD
Pineleaf blinked awake a few moments later, gasping and panting. She had had a disturbing dream, not a prophecy but a vision, full of blood and death. ((She didn't get the prophecy just an omen you know?))
Ridgepath glared at Crookedmask and his brother held his gaze, a challenge in those familiar eyes.
Ooc~ Hm... her kits would need to be taken care of by Seedpad...
Lonepath nodded, his eyes wide. Please don't take her. he thought pleadingly.
Ooc~ Holy crap I hate hackers! I can't use JavaScript and it screws my computer up so much 
Pineleaf nodded, her ears flattening against her head. "That doesn't exactly sound like a reassuring omen now does it?" she whispered.
Coldbreeze glared at his apprentice and then leaped away, letting the younger tom up.
Fallenwing glanced at Starlight, "You come too." she growled, her voice firm with no room for argument and the medicine cat nodded, her eyes gleaming.
Fallenwing lay in the nursery, barely conscious, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
The two kits mewled softly, shivering pitifully in the cold drafts.
Fallenwing was still but her flank fluttered up and down, ever so slightly. She was alive, but just barely.
The three kits mewled softly before they began suckling greedily.
Fallenwing's eyes flickered open at her kit's mewls and she smiled, a smile of pain and exhaustion as she whispered, "Coldkit... Lonekit... Acornkit..." Then her eyes closed and she was gone. They had come to soon and she had been too young.
Ooc~ lolz, just realized that there were supposed to be three kits XD i'll edit this post a bit
"You might not like what you learn." Thistlepaw warned, almost too quiet for his leader to hear. "My past isn't exactly happy and neither is Timberkit's."
"Sparrowleaf!" Lonepath cried, darting forwards and covering the she-cat's face with anxious licks of relief, tears of joy glistening in his eyes, "Thank StarClan you're alive!"
