The dusk had come. This night was going to be an exceptional one. Two lights were on the sky; the descending sun and the rising moon. Many claimed a night like this one to be one when the spirits from StarClan come to visit the living cats.
Wildheart did not believe for sure that it was true. But if it is, let them come, he thought. Meanwhile he would stay with his loved one, Ripplewind, on a vast field where an odd type of same vegetation grew. Wildheart and Ripplewind both ignored that and enjoyed the beautiful sky and each other's company.
"You know, I wonder if Skypaw comes from the StarClan to see me," Ripplewind sighed. Wildheart's ear twitched a little. He caught himself wondering if his mentor, Frogfur, would come to him.
"I do not know. But I do know one thing," he said.
"What do you know, then?" Ripplewind asked.
"Even if the cats from StarClan don't come to us, this is a night to remember them."
"Then let's remember."
/Warriors (c) Erin Hunter, original characters (c) Me/