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"StarClan has forsaken us once again," the leader called out, tipping her head to the sky.
"It seems the only thing they've done that wasn't a mistake was appointing me as leader. Behold, our next misfortune." Icestar snarled, flicking her tail towards the medicine den.
Owlfeather and Hailstorm lumbered out somberly, supporting the weight of the lifeless body of Agaveheart between them. They carried her as carefully as they could into the clearing and laid her in front of the clan. Owlfeather's eyes were blank with grief, and the old cat didn't know how much more she could take. It seemed as if the clan was falling apart around her, and she couldn't do anything about it. She felt so helpless. Hailstorm, Owlfeather's grand-daughter and Icestar's youngest daughter, padded up to the old tortoiseshell to support her weight with her shoulder. The elderly warrior stared blankly and sightlessly at the ground, lost in her thoughts and her sadness.
"Agaveheart has passed away," Icestar announced once the medicine cat's body was settled in the center of the clearing. She waited for the gasps and wails to die down before speaking again.
"We are left without a medicine cat once again. We will await a sign from our ancestors as to what we should do next, but if they take too long, I will decide myself what to do. Since it seems StarClan has turned their backs on us!" Her angry voice howled into the morning sky, as if she was directly challenging the starry cats.