"I saved you once, don't make me save you again!" Feathertail said, leaping to save Crowpaw from the Sharptooth. She leaped on to a cleft in the ceiling of the cave, that soon collapsed under her weight. She knew this would happen... But this was her destiny, she had to listen to the wispers of the ancient cats. It was her time to walk with Starclan... Even if it ment leaving Crowpaw.
She fell with the rocks, landing with a thud, on top of the Sharptooth. The rocks crushed both her and the beast. She knew Crowpaw will be miserable... And Stormfur, her brother, he will go back to the clans alone as well. She took a breath and realized she couldn't, the dust from the rockfall made it impossible to breathe. She knew her time was up. "Goodbye my dear Crowpaw, I will be watching..." Feathertail croaked out silently. She knew he couldn't hear her, but it was the thought that counted. Slowly everything went black...
"Feathertail... Feathertail..." A voice wispered.
"Wha?" Feathertail rasped. She slowly opened her eyes. She was in the cave, she saw all her friends along with the Tribe of Rushing Water. Most importantly she saw Crowpaw. "Crowpaw! Crowpaw!- Can he even hear me?" Feathertail realized that Crowpaw made no notice of her voice. I knew he couldn't, I'm dead... Wait... Why am I here? I should be in Silverpelt, in Starclan!
"Feathertail... Feathertail..." The voice wispered again.
"Who's there?" Feathertail asked.
"You must come to me Feathertail!" The voice spoke again.
"Who are you? Why should I come to you?" Feathertail asked again.
"I am Silverstream, I am your mother... You need to come to Starclan! Come back to me!" Silverstream spoke urgently.
"Silverstream! How do I get to you? To Starclan?"
"You must journey..." Silverstreams voice began to fade.
"Wait! Don't leave me! How do I find you?" Feathertail couldn't believe she had a new destiny: Find Starclan.