Ending the pain
Crowfeather stared out at the endless moore's, thinking. He hated these times alone, when he wasn't patroling or hunting, he tried to avoid them, but he couldn't. It was times like this he thought of her. It was times like this he thought of Leafpool. He'd loved her, he really did! But...if I loved her, why'd I kill her? He often asked him self. He wanted to end the pain. He'd tried so many times to forget her, but he'd always see something that reminded him of her. He wanted despretley to end the pain... but he couldn't. He sighed and stood up, and walked quietly across the moore, to no where in particular.
After several hours of walking, Crowfeather got to where he wanted... a cliff, hundreds of feet to the bottom. It was so relaxing, sitting her, enjoying the view. He sighed. He knew what he had to do end this pain. He'd said his goodbyes. He stood and took several paces back, sprinted, and jumped. He fell, a long time. Eyes closed, he felt himself falling...falling...falling. A sharp, quick pain...then nothing.
He woke in starclan, and he saw her, he felt so happy, and she did too.
"I'm so sorry." he whispered as he raced over to her
"I know." She whispered. He was finally happy.