It was all for the good of her Clan, she thought. Her brother read this omen! Moonflower flicked her tail as she readied herself with the rest of ThunderClan. Her two kits huddled besides Featherwhisker. She mostly didn't want her kits to be injured and was glad that they were sitting out this battle.
What a mouse-brain she was! Attacking a Clan's camp. For what? A pile of herbs? They were not going to use them, just destroy them! Pinestar wanted this, so she kept quiet.
The time came when the patrol attacked. Guilt ebbed through her fur as WindClan warriors were struck down by her Clanmates. "Fox Dung," she muttered as Dapplepaw fell and Stormtail went to help her. Stormtail was her mate! Though all he did was snuggle Dapplepaw.
She knocked down another WindClan warrior before finding the medicine den. It was empty. Expect Hawkheart to do his job. She ran in and snagged some herbs with her claws and scattered them. She did it once more before gripping some herbs in her jaws and sprinting out of the den.
She managed to sprint a couple mouse-lengths before noticing Bluepaw and Snowpaw, her kits, helping Leopardpaw away from the battle alongside Featherwhisker.
Suddenly sharp claws gripped her back. They pulled back and caused some painful scratches. Great StarClan, she thought. She whipped around, blood spraying from the scratches, to face Hawkheart. He said something about kit-warriors before he pinned her down. Her head hurt and she couldn't move. Hawkheart's amber eyes glinted into her yellow eyes. He lifted a paw and that's where it all ended. He struck her throat with claws unsheathed and everything went black. The last thought that went through her head was: save my kits Stormtail….
From the moment she entered StarClan, her heart broke. Hawkheart left Bluepaw and Snowpaw alone, but Stormtail didn't notice her death or their kits! Her tail sagged as she walked into the starry forests of StarClan. She continued to watch her kits. Bluepaw developed a bad mood until she was a warrior. Moonflower truly felt bad. Then Bluefur watched Snowfur die on the ThunderPath. Moonflower felt hopeless. Now both Whitekit and Bluefur were alone. Her spirits lifted when they bonded and Bluefur even got to mentor Frostpaw! She and Snowfur enjoyed watching Whitepaw grow up into Whitestorm. She was even able to see Bluefur have her kits. It didn't matter if Mosskit, Mistykit, and Stonekit were half-clan. They were good-hearted warriors, unlike Hawkheart. Snowfur stopped watching Bluefur when Mosskit died to become her niece's foster mother. Mistyfoot and Stonefur became honorable warriors and she was proud. These days, She, Bluestar, and Stonefur watched over Mistystar and prayed her a star-blessed leadership.