"ShadowClan, attack!" As I led my Clan into Fourtrees and saw the leaders' horrified expressions, I couldn't help but snickered. They would be easy to fight, since they were so suprised.
"This is a Gathering. A time of peace. Stop, your warriors from fighting, and we may spare your life," the WindClan leader hissed.
"Never." I laughed.
Suddenly, there was a boom of lightning overhead, and It seemed to be coming toward the great Rock. THe other leaders fled, but my paws rooted to the ground. I forced myself to run, but I was too slow. Suddenly, I was falling off the Great Rock, only thinking it was my last life.
"Lead the Clan, my deputy. Make ShadowClan feared," I murmered as I kept falling, until hit ground and my vision went black.
I woke in a starry clearing."Where am I? Is this StarClan?"