Marshclan -A Time for Help-(Accepting)

[leafrost]

Suddenly Pebblestream remembered. There were no new nests. She hurried over and meowed, "Hey, there are no new nests for you right now. You can sleep in mine or help me make a new one"

[Mist]

Nettlefrost nodded to Emberleaf as he and Ivywing followed after Rabbitswift. "I think we can mange making our own nests."

[WinterWanderer]

The elderly tom smiled.
((TimeSkip anyone?))

[leafrost]

(sure, but I have to go now)

[WinterWanderer]

(Aww, bye then :3)
-One moons later-

[leafrost]

Duskfeather emerged from the warriors den, The last tiny bit of kit fur on her gone. She chose a pegion from the fresh kill pile and settled down to eat.

[WinterWanderer]

EmberLeaf had been gone for a long while. Then, SwampStar walked back into camp, EmberLeaf's dead body on his back.

[Mist]

"What happened to him?" Nettlefrost asked as he made his way from the warriors' den with Ivywing and Mousestripe not far behind him.

[WinterWanderer]

"It was finally his time." Swampstar meowed.

[leafrost]

Maplestream looked up and whined. The normally kind, patient gentle cat buried her head in Pebblestreams flank and let out a small, high, and pitchfull meow.