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The death of Graystripe
This is when they are in the old forest.
Graystripe's eyes swept across the clearing. Cats were running everywhere. Cats from all different clans. He saw a Windclan warrior helping a Shadowclan elder. He saw Dustpelt with a Riverclan kit, helping it. At least they are all helping each other.
The twirling winds were coming faster, Graystripe could sence it. The cats were running for their lives. "Russetfur, look for others!" yowled Blackstar. Graysripe felt a warm nose touch his face.
"Graystripe, go look too." Firestar mewed. His eyes were filled with worry. Graystripe could tell something was wrong. What more could possibly go wrong?
"What's wrong, Firestar?"
"There are some that are missing."
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Graystripe looked up. He could now see the twirling winds. I hope the rest are moving. He thought.
All of a sudden, he heard a yowl. He saw Russetfur run up with a small kit in her mouth. She put the kit on the ground.
"I can't smell what clan she is from! I see no others! I can hear the winds, they are coming closer. We need to move faster!"
Graystripe sniffed the kit. "I think its Riverclan."
"The winds are almost here," she meowed. She lifted her head. "Is there anyone here that needs help? Hurry!"
There was no sound. But then they heard a raspy mew and an elder came out from the undergrowth.
"Sparrowpelt!" Russetfur helped the cat up. Suddenly, the winds got fiercer. Sparrowpelt almost fell off his paws.
Russetfur grabbed the elder by the scruff and sprang forward. Graystripe swung around and saw the huge whirling mass come straight toward them.
Graystripe grabbed the kit and ran after Russetfur. The others have gotten ahead. We have to go faster to catch up.
"Hurry, we need to catch up!" Graystripe yowled with the kit in his mouth.
Russetfur looked around and glared at him.
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A few mouse-paces later, Graystripe saw the group. They were almost there.
There was a sound of a crack behind them. He heard Russetfur screech. Everything went black for a few moments, then he woke up and saw some others coming toward them.
He still had the kit in his jaws. Luckily, it was unhurt. He looked over and saw Russetfur, staring behind at the tree behind her in horror. Two warriors helped Sparrowpelt up.
Suddenly, Graystripe noticed his pain. Everything seemed to go dull. He looked up and saw Firestar padding toward him.
"Firestar, take the kit…" muttered Graystripe.
Firestar hesitated. He looked at Graystripe, confused.
"Take it…"
Firestar reached over and took the kit from Graystripe. He then brought it over to a Riverclan queen.
Firestar quickly ran over. "We can help you…"
"Firestar, I'm dying."
Firestar shook his head. "No…no you're not…"
"Take care…"
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When Graystripe woke up, he smelled a scent he had not smelled in a long time.
"Silverstream?"
He heard her lovely purr. Silverstream rubbed her head on Graystripe.
"Welcome to Starclan, Graystripe."