This is my 1st fic so no flames please!

Prologue

I could hear them grieving for me. I wanted to speak. But I couldn't. I couldn't move, speak, or even open my eyes. I wanted to call out. Tell them not to worry. But I knew that want an option. " I just wish that Blackblaze had not died" wailed a cat. That was Frogstar the leader of ShadowClan , my mate. "Help me pick her up" said Ratheart, my mother who was an elder. I felt myself being hoisted off the ground. I'm not dead! I wanted to yell. But I couldn't. After what seemed like moons, I was lowered to the ground. I felt smelly, crow-food tasting dirt covering me. All I could do was sit there while my mate and my Mother bury me and walk away in grieving silence.

What did ya think? Please R&R! Remember no flames please! I know it is short but the next chapter should be up soon.