Disclaimer: I do not own warriors or any of these characters. They belong to Erin Hunter. However, I came up with the idea after wondering who the cats were related to.
When Yellowfang disappeared and Spottedleaf was dead, I was among the cats who believed Yellowfang a traitor. Firepaw persuaded Graypaw and Ravenpaw to run an errand with him. I didn't want Ravenpaw to go. I had heard Tigerclaw hinting that Ravenpaw was a traitor, but I knew he was not. Yet what could I do but agree with Tigerclaw? I had to follow him, I had to. I wanted to make something of myself. Tigerclaw would be a leader, and I would be his deputy. Maybe Ravenpaw would look up to me, and want to be like me. But I was blinded to Tigerclaw's true nature as many other cats were.
Bluestar sent me on the patrol to go and recover our kits. I was reluctant to go, as I wanted to know that Ravenpaw got back safely. I didn't want anything to happen to him; this weather was harsh and if some of the Clan thought him a traitor...
The rain beat across my face. I narrowed my eyes as I trudged across ThunderClan territory. Yet as I entered ShadowClan territory my blood boiled. How dare ShadowClan steal our kits? I growled softly, surging forwards with the rest of the patrol.
Firepaw and Graypaw, with Yellowfang, alone. I saw them, but no Ravenpaw. Where was my son? I was desperate to know, but I could not ask now. I had done all I could to protect myself and Ravenpaw from the Clan; they could not know.
The attack on the ShadowClan camp was harsh. Sharp claws ripped my fur, teeth bit into my tail. Blood trickled down from between my eyes, blinding me. But we fought them off. ShadowClan was free; and still there was no sign of Ravenpaw.
I had to wait until we got back to camp to find the truth. It stung me in the heart, so deeply that I felt I would die with my son.
"Ravenpaw is dead, slain by a ShadowClan patrol."
If only I had known the truth. If only I had known that Ravenpaw was safely with Barley. But I didn't know. How could I have known?
I watched Firepaw and Graypaw become Fireheart and Graystripe. I knew Ravenpaw should have been with them. What would he have been called? Ravenfur? Ravenpelt? Ravenfeather? I would never know; I will never know thanks to Tigerstar. It would not sink in; my son was with StarClan.
"Show yourself!" I yowled to Silverpelt as I sat in the woods, alone. "Why did Ravenpaw have to die? Ravenpaw! My only kin!" I yowled. I didn't care if any cat heard me. But the spirits of StarClan sparkled above me coldly, not speaking to me or answering my desperate plea. I fell to the floor, weighed down by grief. My only son was dead.