Dying Lake

The scent of fish and new cats flood your senses, and you close your mouth. It's not as horrid as you thought, now that you're a bit used to it. "So," Mistypool growls from ahead of you, shattering your train of thought. "What's the news?" Blackcherry sighs softly. "Nothing good, I'm afraid. But we'll tell Streamstar when we see her," She mews. Silence follows. "So, I heard you have got two queens?" Jumpfoot mews happily. Mistypool's ear twitches. "One. Sanddune's kitting didn't go so well..." he mews quietly. Beside you, Jumpfoot winces. "...oh." His huge ears flick forward at the wound of mews. You can smell new cats. new scents. Mistypool picks up the pace.
You are greeted with the most horrific scene you could have seen. Cats are starving, and many are stumbling over dead bodies, not strong enough to risk the energy of burying. You watch slowly, and beside you Blackcherry shudders. You look at the starving, weak WaveClan cats and feel...