[Silvermist's silver fur flashed through the brush as she tore through the forest, swiftly racing along. Her claws were unsheathed, and her blue eyes darted from here to there as if expecting a murderer to suddenly jump out of the bushes. After so many murderers had happened, there was no telling what could happen! With a nervous flick of her tail, the she-cat propelled herself faster through Thunderclan territory, slowly getting closer and closer to camp. There! Her lungs ached as she forced her paws to blur across the earth, chest heaving. She gasped for breath, eyes closing with gratitude for fresh air. As she hurtled across the forest, Silvermist suddenly noticed that something felt... strange. The air was no longer clean or fresh- instead, it was rank and cold. And... was that the smell of blood? Her blood turned to ice as she skidded to a stop, already knowing what had happened. Blue eyes gleaming with grief and curiosity, she slowly and daringly poked her head into a thick swath of ferns, letting out a shrill and gasping yowl that rang through the treetops as she saw the limp body of Sunstar. "No! Sunstar... no... no..."