Debrisfoot knew he wouldn't fully understand, I'm not even sure the kit will make it, I can only hope he will. And he's not the only one, I've noticed other cats with similiar symtoms. "You'll see, he'll make it." Debrisfoot padded away
Wrinlke woke with a jump, Oh, it was just a dream. Well it's time to find something to eat, I don't want to eat those berries unless it's my last resort,
"Streamist! No! Don't leave me! What about your kits! They need you! Don't leave us just yet! No...no no no no...." Goldenpelt cried over her ,now cold and stiff, sister's body
Eagle turned away, ignoring the crys of distress "Come on, Goldenpelt will continue to follow when she's ready. Let's move!" Eagle began leading the pack again
Streamist's sat paitently in meadow, waiting quietly for Starclan cats to welcome her. But no one came "Hello? Anyone here?"