AN: Hello guys! I just wanted to say that I will be updating every Friday, starting tomorrow. Now for some thanks (for Thanksgiving)…
Thanks to Sophia and FuturisticVampire for being my first reviewers!
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Thanks to Blackstorm of ThunderClan for welcoming me to the site and writing a really fun parody that inspired me to sign up!
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Two eyes flashed, one blue, one amber, as they looked around, weary and in shock. She couldn't remember how she got there, or even where she was. All she could remember were the whispers of her past surrounding her as the darkness won in a battle between life and death.
A few seconds earlier…
A white cat, with thin fur as light as cobwebs, had stood in this spot just a moon earlier. Now, although she couldn't figure out why, stood a shadow of what she had once been. She looked down at her paws, and for the sixth time still couldn't believe all she could see was the grass waving in the breeze that had once ruffled her fur.
"What's happening to me?" She cried out to no one in particular. She tried to run away, but found that her paws were rooted to the ground. She cried out in fear once more, when she realized there was another cat standing a short distance away.
"Help me, please! I-I can't move!" The other cat just stared at her, an expression of sorrow and pity in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, but I can't…" The small brown tom murmured, and the stars on his pelt dimmed ever so slightly.
"What's wrong with me?" The fading cat cried, terror making her voice crack. She couldn't think straight; she wasn't in pain, but there was a fear that was building up inside her, one that was threatening to choke her.
The starry tom hesitated, and then mewed softy "You're dying."
The she-cat almost fell over in shock, but she couldn't have moved even if she had tried. She had a look of pure horror on her face, and she almost couldn't get the words out "What do you mean I'm dying? This is StarClan, I can't die!"
The tom closed his eyes and turned away, not able to look at the fading StarClan she-cat.
"Surely you know StarClan cats fade after they are forgotten?"
The she-cat's voice shook, even as she attempted to compose herself "Yes, but…"
She never finished her sentence. She suddenly took a last, shaky gasp, and was finally able to move. Her body fell limp onto the cold earth, leaving only the waving grass where a cat had stood only a moment earlier.