Loosing a life...

Aurastar padded out of the territory, scenting foxes she ran toward the scent. As her heart raced and she got closer to the scent,her fur fluffed up. A family of them was waiting for her, she lashed out a paw, praying to Starclan everything would be okay. The Father fox leaped and grabbed ahold of her. He shook her White, Ginger and Gray pelt till she was limp and lifeless. A huge White and Silver tom with Dark Blue eyes came and chased off the family (lazy) and headed toward the barn where the rogues were. Aurastar lay there in the territory, waiting for someone to post. Dead n' stuff.

Tinypaw, the kit-sized apprentice, had been trying to hunt a frog to no avail. He then scented blood, Aurastar and.. And something else he couldn't place. But, walking through the territory, jaw slightly open, he evntually found Aurastar. He scented rogue, but he knew that scent. It was the fourth scent that had him confused.. But, he bent down next to Aurastar, pushing her shoulder. Nothing. Dead. He slowly began crying and, with no knowledge this was her third life and belief of her last, he lay down next to her, crying and crying.

Aurastay lie there for a moment later then her eyes slowly started to flicker open "T-Tinypaw?"