Cinderpaw ran eagerly through the forest towards the Thunderpath. "I will tell Tigerclaw! I can do it! I don't need ole Fireheart to warn me that I can't. He thinks I can't do anything!" she thought excitedly. "Well I'll show him, I'll_"

She stopped. Without noticing, she had run straight onto the Thunderpath. Her keen ears heard that a monster was speeding towards her less than an earshot. She stood frozen with her fur stood on the edge as she saw a monster, a silver one with a drunken Twoleg inside its belly.

Her eyes widened. "I'm going to die!" she thought fearfully. She closed her eyes and waited for the end. Suddenly, the monster hit. Pain pierced everywhere in her body as she screeched. She tumbled to the side of the road. Her leg felt like it would fall off any moment.

At the edge of her eye, she found Tigerclaw scowling. "He had set up a trap for Bluestar to get hit!" she thought desperately.

Then, Fireheart scrambled to her. Fear scent clung onto his fur. "Cinderpaw? Cinderpaw? Please answer!" He bowed his head and dug his nose into Cinderpaw's pelt.

"I failed, Fireheart. I failed myself and you. I hope you forgive me," Cinderpaw thought bitterly before she fell into deep unconsciousness.