Blood. Blood. Blood. The stench of blood again struck Juniperpaw’s nose as she exited the den. Her heart sunk as she stepped forward, looking at Honeypool with large, scared eyes. “D-Dad?” She whimpered. “What’s happening here?”
Darkpaw nodded and padded over to where Duskridge was. "Duskridge? " He called into the den. "We've had another one," he said, knowing his aunt would be upset as he was.