Jaded View: Chapter twenty-seven

Chapter twenty-seven
“Junglekit, your still here.” Picklekit poked her head from a bush, staring at the golden tom. “Yeah, I was waiting for you.” The tom looked at her, “let’s just go back to camp, forget about what happened, okay?” He meowed, padding away, she watched him, then bounded after him. As they padded back to camp, a glum feeling came onto Picklekit, ''was it right to stop Junglekit from continuing to attack Bloodkit, would it have been better if I left him be, and not interfere? ''She shook her head, then stared in front of them, cold silence filling the air. Snowflakes had stopped falling from the sky, and the snow-covered territory seemed as dull as ever. As they reached the river, Junglekit jumped over, then continued walking, leaving Picklekit to jump by herself. She jumped over, running back to the tom’s side, “what’s wrong? You seem really quiet right now.” She mewed, looking at him, “I’m fine, I’m just thinking.” He meowed back. ''Are you sure? ''She looked away from him, a cold feeling falling over him. Then she saw something, “stop! Look over there!” She yowled staring over the under a tree. Under the tree was a scarlet tinted patch of snow, small white and grey chunks of fur scattered over the snow, almost buried. “What is this?” Junglekit stared at it as they came over, then something filled Picklekit’s ears. A flock of birds flew overhead, screeching, they were flying in a sporadic pattern, as if they had been startled. “Something must have happened, something bad.” Junglekit meowed in shock, “we have to get back to camp, quick!” He dashed off, running away from the patch of snow, Picklekit followed, trying to shake of the feeling of terror that clung to her fur. As they reached the tunnel into camp, Picklekit could hear the sobbing of cats filling the tunnel. As the two made their way through the tunnel, climbing out of the tunnel. Then Picklekit stared at a crowd of cats, most of the clan was in the crowd, and they were surrounding a single object. Picklekit and Junglekit padded closer, slowly pushing through the crowd and reaching the front. Picklekit stared down at what was in front of her, a blood covered corpse, matted fur and blood leaking from many open wounds. “Is that, Moonlight?” Junglekit stared at the white and black body, Picklekit gulped, her body shivering and shaking as she stared at the body of her leader.

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