I lay there, my clanmates huddled around me. Kestrelflight is hunched over me, shaking his head sadly. "There is nothing I can do for him." He says, grief clouding his eyes.
Nightcloud is panicking. I want to chuckle, but the pain shooting up my body is too much. True, I never loved her, bur she really wasn't all that bad. I feel bad for her. She's yowling in grief. A few of the other warriors are pressing against her, trying to comfort her.
Ashstar is looking down at me sadly. "I love you, my son, my deputy." She whispers into my ear. I want to tell her I love her too, but no words come out of my mouth.
Breezepelt, my son, just stares. He just stares at my body as the venom pulses through it. He had done nothing when the adder appeared. He had just stood there, watching. I know I should be mad. I know I should be furious. But, I don't blame him. I was never there for him. Never. Not at his birth, and not when he needed me the most. I hate myself for it. A smile at him slightly. He looks at me sadly, and turns to leave.
I watch, as a feather and leaf gently fall to the ground before me. Oh, how I miss my beautiful, kind feather, and my intelligent, gentle leaf. I can barely feel the pain. I am too swallowed up in grief, and regret. I know they will come for me. I know it will be soon. I am dying, everyone knows that. I have made some bad choices in my life, but I have died a young, noble warrior. I have died deputy of Windclan. I close my eyes. I can hear the wailing of Nightcloud, the sad sobs of Ashstar and even Breezepelt's paw steps fading. My world turns black.
I sit, flanked by Leafpool, and Feathertail. My clanmates are gathered around my body, heads hung low. They are mourning. Mourning my death. Leafpool presses against me, and Feathertail twines her tail with mine. My clanmates do not know I am there, watching them. There is one cat standing away from the group of cats. I pad over to him, and my eyes fill with love. "I will always watch you, my son. I'm so sorry I was never there for you. Please forgive me." I whisper into his ear. Breezepelt swings his head around to face me. Even though he can't see me, he nods, and turns back to look at my lifeless body.
I turn around, and walk back to Leafpool and Feathertail. I have done what I came here to do. Together, we walk back to Starclan territory, where I will live out the rest of my life.