I wrote this a few years ago, but I think it's still alright. It's about Tigerstar and from his view.

Standing before me are Bloodclan, Windclan and Thunderclan. Soon, they will be Tigerclan. Yes. I think to myself. I've won, I'm winning, I'll always win. I say something, and Scourge attacks, I should not worry though, it's only one life... So I think.

Nine... Stars flash before me, Starclan. I briefly see Scourge but my view is concealed by stars. Eight... Oh no, how many lives did he take? The process keeps repeating. This cannot be good.

But now I'm failing, I'm falling, falling for the ninth time. The scenery changes before me and not for the better. Now I am gone from that world and in to another. NO! that wasn't supposed to happen. Maybe Starclan will recognize the mistake, send me back, even if just for a little bit, to relay a message, my message of unity.

That does not happen though. Cats I don't recognize, and those I do, are here. I see Thistleclaw and Brokenstar - I know instantly where I am. But my plan, how come I am in the dark forest? My great idea to combined them into one, destroyed. If they do not see me in Starclan next half moon, no one will carry out my legacy.

Many moons later...

I will defeat that kittypet! I swipe his chest but realizing, for the eleventh time, I'm dying, and he is too. He will live on in Starclan though, and I will not come back. My final moments, before the light fades this is it, death by him, how humiliating. There is nothing left for me but for my existence to be wiped away.

So, what do you think?