This will be my first challenge for Ghostclan, or any forum for that matter. So I don't know how this will turn out, but you should check out the forum above if you have the time.

The audacity of the Riverclan cats shocked Snowtail more then anything else really. Sunningrocks belonged to Thunderclan and no one other then them! She couldn't stand to see Riverclan cats spread their horrid stink all over the rocks that a plethora of her friends had died to secure them.

But she was digressing from the matter at hand really, mostly because they were in the middle of the battlefield as she thought those very words.

"Snowtail! Get your head out the clouds and pay attention!" Pineclaw ordered, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Yes, I wasn't paying attention, forgive me." Snowtail acknowledged.

"Good, now FIGHT!" Pineclaw snapped.

'Pushy...perhaps a bad mouse he ate? Besides we outnumber and outflank them anyhow, so it's only a matter of time...' Snowtail thought in her mind.

She then looked around the battlefield and it was quite the bloody spectacle to behold indeed. Multiple groups of cats, usually in groups of two, sometimes of three were rolling and clawing each other on the ground.

The stains of blood and grass were apparent in all their pelts, except hers. She was viewing it all and not partaking in the battle, the simplest reason being she didn't want to die. Of course she loved all of them dearly, but more then often she always found herself caught up in her own world. Not that she was scatterbrained but she found it hard to focus on the task at hand, instead focusing on the cats around her and their interactions.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a cat not embroiled in a battle, rather moving towards her and at a speedy gait.

Turning around to face the opposing cat, she hissed, "Want do you want Riverclan trash!?"

The cat she scowled was a massive tom in comparison to her, a solid white pelt complimented him with piercing amber-hued eyes; Snowtail could sense how formidable he was.

"Such a harsh greeting from a puny runt such as yourself dear." he retorted.

"If we're going to fight, let's do it already!" Snowtail mewed impatiently.

Her response just made the tom laugh and say, "You're a riot, tell me what your name is."

Snowtail took the opportunity to lunge at the other cat, which surprisingly he managed to dodge at the last second.

"My name is Snowtail." she stated, surprise in her eyes as she realized she missed her mark.

"Barkpelt," he replied bluntly. "Though...you seem like a fun cat to spar with...not lowering your guard for even a second and all that..." Barkpelt continued.

"You...think all this is fun? What a strange one you are..." Snowtail remarked.

Barkpelt lowered his stance, Snowtail doing the same, both ready for a fight.

He struck the first blow, at lightning speed he landed a smashing blow to her head, never intending to fight her at all. Her body crumpled to the ground with a light thud. Snowtail was dead already.

. . .

Darkness was all Snowtail could see and nothing else. She was walking alone in a empty void of blackness.

"Hello? Is anyone else here?" She called, but to no avail, for all that answered her back was her own voice in the form of echos.

After walking for what seemed like an eternity, she finally saw someone, another cat with a gray colored pelt. Snowtail shouted eagerly, "Hey, do you know where I am?!"

The other cat turned and said bluntly, "Starclan."

"What? Why?" Snowtail asked.

The other cat sighed and answered, " You are dead. You died in that fight."

Snowtail gasped in horror, not knowing how to respond. "Barkpelt...damn you..."

"You should come with me, to see your loved ones."

Snowtail nodded wordlessly and followed the other cat to her final home for the rest of time.