Fillypaw closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to calm herself before opening them back up to see her mother scraping away at the ground, frantically trying to dig a grave right where they stood. She moved forward and blocked her mother from digging, forcing Tinymutiny to look her daughter in the eyes. "If we bury him here, will you finally let go?" She asked, all seriousness in her eyes.

Tinymutiny dug and dug and dug, only stopping when someone tried to touch Oakshades body. She could feel Valleypaw pressed against her, but it did little to stop her digging, her paw pads beginning to crack and bleed from the cold ground "He has to be burred" she murmured, her feet not stopping their desperate scrapings even as it began to hurt herself "I promised him... He promised me..." tears were streaking down her face "He has to be be buried so that I can be buried with him" the stench of death and decay clung to her pelt almost as much his, pieces of his skin still stuck onto her fur  "I promised him" he tone becoming more strained and desperate. Her mind was somewhere else, back to when the two of them had been buried alive. Him lying on his back, while she curled up on his stomach with her head on his chest listening to his heart

Tenebrouspaw watched Ferventpaw sobbing and the dark tom's ears drooped. His ire fading away to be replaced by an aching hollowness the tom really didn't like.

He took a hesitant step towards her then stopped. What was he supposed to say? 'It's gonna be okay?'

Things were the opposite of okay. The dead had risen again, and Ferventpaw's own sister had come back from a horrible death to try and inflict death on Ferventpaw. Tenebrouspaw still remembered the red that had stained Ferventpaw's fur and Tenebrouspaw felt guilt he'd left her behind.

What would he do if she died? He wasn't close to any of the other apprentices that were in Bloody's care, and without that protection... however little it was, he could be in danger.

Plus he just... didn't want her to die. But he wished she'd stop hurting so badly. It hurt to watch her, it made his heart twist and stomach drop and throat tighten. And it was such icky icky feelings and he didn't like it

"That's enough," Bloodystar growled, his voice low and feral, eyes blazing in rage. Few cats had the guts to bring up his many failed relationships. It was a trigger for him, the strongest evidence of his personal failures, and he worked hard to ignore them and move on every day. Having them thrown in front of him like that, well, there was no greater insult. He lifted his paw and smacked Tinymutiny across the face, then attempted to shoulder her off Oakshade's corpse, "Apologize to me or I'll leave Oakshade to rot right here. His soul will wander, never find peace, and eventually be consumed by the Moon Goddess, forever kept away from you, even in death. Is that what you want? Is it really what he deserves?!"

"NO!" Valleypaw cried out and from where her paws met the ground grass and brambles began to grow. She let out a high pitched shriek and jumped back, but her element had been fully unleashed and a tree sprouted from beneath Oakshade's corpse, growing straight through what would have been his heart. At the present it was small and non-intrusive, no taller than a cat, but it was growing steadily. If it didn't stop soon, it would be too big to cut down, and Valleypaw had no idea how to turn it off...