The deafening darkness lifted. Riverfang leapt up, only then remembering she was dead. She looked at her body, cats grieving all around her. She padded to Volespots, the cat who brought her to her death. She tickled his nose with her tail. He jumped and looked around, then realising that her spirit was there to greet him.

"I forgive you, Volespots. You are a great cat. It was my destiny to die a long time ago, though I didn't let it happen. Thank you." She touched noses with him, and bounded into the sky, feeling the great wind brush through her fur.

"Welcome, my love." She heard a voice that she hadn't heard in moons.

"Finchfrost!" She turned around, and all the cats she missed and loved were with her. Finchfrost, Birdnose and Darkwing, who had died very recently, Berrykit, Ashkit, who's littermate had been Titaniumwind and were her kits, Swanpaw who had been her apprentice, and Pinewave.

"Welcome to StarClan, Riverfang. You are with your family once again." Pinewave mewed. She dipped her head, and bounded away, Finchfrost at her side once again, racing through the forest with young energy, hunting and pouncing and playing, happily living with her mate, in StarClan.

She came back to StarClan camp, filled with a weird scent of grief, and sorrow. Moonblaze was pacing around camp, looking worried.

"What's going on?" Riverfang mewed to the former TreeClan warrior.

"It's my son, Skystorm. He fell off the cliff that killed me. But he isn't here."

"Don't worry. I'm sure he's fine. But my little run through the forest made me realise something." Riverfang growled. "The upcoming battle will have many cats, and many, dead cats. Burnshadow won't stand a chance with cats of our own clan. He needs more, more power. The cats from the LakeClan patrol will be: Heatherfleet, Creekwillow, Volespots, Thistlecloud, Eaglefeather, Bramblefrost, Dogwhisker, and Swiftberry. And almost half will die."