Heatherkit stood by my side, looking down. It looked as if she was going to burst into tears. I was her favorite warrior, and she didn't want me to go to StarClan. But I knew that I was too weak to stay in the Clan any longer. Ivystorm, our medicine cat, had tried everything, but it had been a quarter moon and I still had greencough. As another cough shook my body, a looked up to the little kit who was trying to find out which herb would save me. "Heatherkit," I hardly finished the word before I coughed again. "I wish you could have been my apprentice." I rasped. Heatherkit looked up from the juniper berries in her paw and stared at me. "I'll save you with these!" But Ivystorm batted the juniper berries away and hissed at her. "Wrong herb." I couldn't see clearly. Only blurrs of Heatherkit, Ivystorm, and the den was what I saw. Another cough shook me, and I felt too weak to breathe. Then the world turned black. A silvery light shone around me. And, in the distance, I saw... I saw... Suncloud. She was a golden she-cat with some patches of white on her tail and ears. She had been killed when a ShadowClan warrior sliced her throat open. "Silverwhisker!" she yowled. I ran up to her and saw two scraps of fur, one gray, one dappled. I gasped. "My kits! My precious kits!" Suncloud pushed them behind her with her tail. "We are here to lead you to StarClan." she mewed. "Come on!" Graykit, the smaller kit with gray fur squeaked, tugging my tail. I smiled before following Suncloud up into the stars.
Song is Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift. For SilverDewdrop146. That story is so... terrible. I really stink at writing, don't I? Stuff I want to clear up: The silver tabby with white patches is Silverwhisker. The cat who looks like her is Heatherkit. The spotted paw belongs to Ivystorm. The stuff under Ivystorm's paw are the medicine cat stuff (herbs, cobwebs, etc.)
