There was no denying it. He missed her.
Silverpelt shone brightly above. She was with them now. With
Starclan. Graystripe was asleep, but he was still awake.Thinking
about her. Spottedleaf. She had been killed three days ago.
Bluestar had told him to save his mourning for later, so he did.
For now. Fireheart couldn't beleive she was gone. The thought
of it was almost too much to bear. 'I can't let her go just yet...'
He thought. 'I just can't...' She was the only one he had ever
loved. She was more than a freind to him. No matter what happened,
no matter who he met or what he saw, he would always be thinking
about her, he would always love her, and he would always miss her.
