Still seething, the clan gathered up the bodies and lugged them over to the forest. Storm clouds have now gathered in the sky, and a hint of rain was on the air. Quickly and quietly burying the bodies, the clan cats each got a moment alone with the fallen clanmates. But, when Hailflower had gone up to pay her due, with lavender in mouth, she was slit in the throat, and fell to the ground. She withered away swiftly, without a trace from the killer whatsoever.