Talk:Medicine Cat's Den/@comment-8435644-20130527020516/@comment-24317997-20130527181900

Sandfeather closed his eyes, trying to accept the fact that Meltfeather was now gone. Blackcough is uncurable... Blackcough is uncurable... He kept reminding himself. Lifting open one eyelid, he gazed blankly at the body and dipped his head. "I'm sorry, Meltfeather, that I didn't do enoiugh to let you live." He murmured. "But, like you said... Blackcough is uncurable, and death is the continuation of life." He forced himself to go on. "You were a great warrior, and a friend to all your clanmates." Sandfeather touched his nose to the body's cold fur, whispering the last words. "Goodbye."