Epidemic

Prolouge
Graybreeze sighed and grabbed half of a rabbit sitting on the fresh-kill pile. There wasn't much, but Aquastar was getting weaker each day, and needed as much food as she could get. She dragged the scrawny amount of food to her sister's den and shoved her way inside, grunting as bracken clawed her pelt.

"Aquastar," She called softly, dropping the prey. "I brought you some rabbit." Her sister didn't stir from her nest. Graybreeze crept forward; most days her sister didn't wake, refused to eat because she thought she was taking too much prey. She was very depressed nowadays.

Graybreeze poked her sister gently with one paw. Her brow furrowed in confusion, and she put her muzzle close to Aquastar's. After a moment, she jerked away with a gasp. She raced out into the clearing, abandoning the prey.

"Aquastar is dead!" Graybreeze declared in a screech as she finally caught the Clan's attention. The clearing was silent with grief. A black and white tom - Aquastar's mate, Blackriver - nodded somberly and disappeared in his den.

The Clan broke apart, a single tabby kit wailing pitifully as a white queen ushered her away.

Oh, Lilypaw, Graybreeze thought, looking to the den where her sisters' body lay. When will you come back with that cure?