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As Hawkfrost lunged down toward him Brambleclaw heaved the stick around and felt the sharpended end sink deep into Hawkfrost's throat. Hawk frost stiffended with a horrible gurgling sound, then fell limp and heavy on Brambleclaw's chest.
Shocked, Brambleclaw struggled free of his half brothers body and let go of the stick. It fell to the ground, leaving a ragged wound in Hawkfrost's throat. Scarlet blood splashed onto the earth, faster and faster untill it started to spill down the lakesthore.
"Hawkfrost!" Brambleclaw gasped. "I...I didn't want this."
Amazingly, his half brother pushed himself to his paws and staggered toward him. Brambleclaw braced himself, not knowing whether to expect another attack or an appeal for help.
"Fool!" Hawkfrost rasped; the effort of speaking made the blood pour even faster from his terrible wound. "Do you think I did this alone? Do you think you're safe within your own Clan?" He coughed, spitting out clots of blood, and then added, "Think again!"
"What?" Brambleclaw took a step toward him, his forepaws splashing in the scarlet pool. Was Hawkfrost accusing a ThunderClan warrior of leading Firestar into this trap?
"What do you mean? Tell me, Hawkfrost! Who do you mean?"
But the cold fire was leaving Hawkfrost's eyes. He turned away from Brambleclaw, stagered a few paces through he ferns, and collapsed beside the lake, his haunches trailing in the water. Tine waves ripple over his body, and the blood spreaded out in a scarlet cloud in the water.
Brambleclaw gazed down at him. There was so much more that he needed to know--but Hawkfrost was dead.
For a moment, his half brother's voice echoed softly in his ears. We will meet again, my brother This is not over yet.

-Warriors, The New Prophecy, Sunset

Description
As Hawkfrost lunged down toward him Brambleclaw heaved the stick around and felt the sharpended end sink deep into Hawkfrost's throat. Hawk frost stiffended with a horrible gurgling sound, then fell limp and heavy on Brambleclaw's chest.
Shocked, Brambleclaw struggled free of his half brothers body and let go of the stick. It fell to the ground, leaving a ragged wound in Hawkfrost's throat. Scarlet blood splashed onto the earth, faster and faster untill it started to spill down the lakesthore.
"Hawkfrost!" Brambleclaw gasped. "I...I didn't want this."
Amazingly, his half brother pushed himself to his paws and staggered toward him. Brambleclaw braced himself, not knowing whether to expect another attack or an appeal for help.
"Fool!" Hawkfrost rasped; the effort of speaking made the blood pour even faster from his terrible wound. "Do you think I did this alone? Do you think you're safe within your own Clan?" He coughed, spitting out clots of blood, and then added, "Think again!"
"What?" Brambleclaw took a step toward him, his forepaws splashing in the scarlet pool. Was Hawkfrost accusing a ThunderClan warrior of leading Firestar into this trap?
"What do you mean? Tell me, Hawkfrost! Who do you mean?"
But the cold fire was leaving Hawkfrost's eyes. He turned away from Brambleclaw, stagered a few paces through he ferns, and collapsed beside the lake, his haunches trailing in the water. Tine waves ripple over his body, and the blood spreaded out in a scarlet cloud in the water.
Brambleclaw gazed down at him. There was so much more that he needed to know--but Hawkfrost was dead.
For a moment, his half brother's voice echoed softly in his ears. We will meet again, my brother This is not over yet.

-Warriors, The New Prophecy, Sunset