scourge peered fearfully into the eyes of Firestar. his thoughts were jumbled. He saw his whole life flash before his eyes.
he was a kit, asking to play with his siblings
he was a kit, wandering the woods
he was a kit, living on the streets
he was a half grown tom, fighting a dog
the many deaths he had caused popped in as well. including the cats right in front of him. but somehow...he was back! then the ginger tom crashed his paw down and scourge knew no more
a blue furred cat looked down at the groaning black tom in disgust. how could any cat be so evil? take so many innocent lives? the ranks of starclan were swelling dramatically tonight. and it was all his fault. then ice-blue eyes opened and the tom groaned. bluestar opened her mouth.
"go." she whispered.
The tom looked at her fearfully.
"W-What?"
"Go. leave starclan territory. you are not welcome here." bluestar snarled.
the tom froze.
"S-Starclan...?"
"Yes, starclan."
the tom scrambled up so fast he was a blur.
"O-Of course..."
then he disapeared into the darkness. never to be seen again. by anyone. alive, or dead.