Title: Willowflight's Last Rest
Challenge: The Happy Challenge 2
Word Count: 229
Willowflight lay in her nest, staring up at the stars. WindClan's elders' den was enclosed in brambles, but Willowflight had never adjusted from sleeping outdoors as a warrior and always slept outside. She inhaled softly, blowing out her breath with the breeze. Ryeclaw dipped his head to her as he walked by, and her whiskers twitched in amusement. I'm not that old, you know! she thought.
Her eyes closed, and Willowflight could feel sleep drifting over her like a warm fog. She embraced it, letting the happy memories swirl behind her eyelids. Grasswind... Oh I miss you, she thought as she relived him asking her to be his mate. I remember you, Dustkit, she acknowledged her kit, who died in his sleep of sickness. Cats, all dead and gone, filled her head with a peaceful melody of voices.
Nostalgia filled her, and for the first time she wished she was a headstrong warrior again, fighting for and feeding WindClan. Sighing, she opened her eyes again and saw that she was no longer in the windy WindClan camp. "StarClan," she breathed. Voices from her dream greeted her warmly.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome," they chimed. Willowflight smiled, and knew she was in the stars at last.
"I'm glad to be here," she whispered, curling her tail around her body and breathing in the scents of the ones she loved.