(Streamstar's POV)

"Enough! Stop the battle now!" I jumped on a rock, let out a loud yow to the cats of RiverClan and ThunderClan, the yow just passed through the sky. Cats stopped moving, they looked at me, agreement filled their eyes. I heard Hollystar, the leader of ThunderClan, mewed with regret, "Yes, you are right, Streamstar. There are too many fallen warriors that are waiting for us to bury." I saw there were scratches on her scruffy black fur, which were still bleeding. She lashed her tail, and her cats were picking up the dead warriors' body to the clearing.

So was my cats.

I jump down from the rock, and helped my cats to bury the dead. I spotted Pikedusk, who was lying on the ground. His dark gray tabby fur stained with blood, there was a deep teeth mark on his neck, which filled with blood. When I saw him, I was being sad at first, but disgust replaced it. Fury filled my heart as I tried to stop myself from smile or grin. He was my enemy from the very first beginning. I remembered that when he, me, and other four cats were kits, our parents put us into comparison. I remembered that I wasn't talented at that time, but Pikedusk was. He had a great talent on hunting, and he was perfect in my clanmates' eyes. My mother and mentor always told me at that time, "Can't you just be as talented as Pikepaw?"

Oh my StarClan, I hated comparing. However, when they put me into it, I couldn't escape from it. It was like a fox trap, which was harming me and I couldn't get out from it. It was the cause I hated him. I was thinking that he was like a shadow, covering me that other cats won't see my strength.

But now, I was facing the cats from RiverClan and ThunderClan. I shouldn't let them know that I hated him, or What will other cats think about me? I'll better say something good about him.

"Cats from RiverClan and ThunderClan!" I mewed. "We have two fallen warriors, they aren't died in vain. Dropheart and Pikedusk are both great warriors. Dropheart showed care with her kits, mate, and clanmates. We'll remember her. For Pikedusk..." I stopped here.

"What's going on? Keep talking Streamstar!" I heard one of the Riverclan tom, Reedstream mewed.

No, I thought. Since I was a kit, I always think about him, and how he did better than me.

I should forget him.

"For Pikedusk, he was a poor fighter and always compared other cats to him. Also, he always think about how to win other cats, and be the best cat. He died because of his poor fighting skills. He was arrogant to his hunting skills, and always boasted to me about it. It was StarClan wanted him to die. If it's StarClan's idea, then nobody could say no." I mewed.

The cats nodded in agreement. "If StarClan wanted a cat to die, then nobody would say no." Hollystar mewed.

I lashed my tail, then RiverClan cats followed me to leave.

Pikedusk is dead now, I thought, I could have a new life from the moment.