This is last chapter! I just wanted to thank all those people who reviewed this story. Thank you for reading in too.
I'll be writing more stories so keep an eye out. Now, here the story...


Chapter 10

Runningwind was talking with Spottedleaf and Redtail. He spent most of his time talking with elders and other warriors. After their conversation he went for a small walk. Starclan had gotten boring, it was paradise but it was getting old.

"Same thing everyday." He mumbled.

Runningwind twitched his ears. Something caught his eyes, it was a pale gray lump of fur lying on the ground, blood was oozing out. Runningwind quickly dashed over to the gray lump.

"Willowpelt!" he yelled. He couldn't believe his eyes, it was really her. Does that mean she was dead.

"Oh no! You're in so much pain." Runingwind circled around her body. She was panting hard, her eyes were closed and her feet were twitching. Suddenly she stopped. It quieted down, she didn't moved.

"Willowpelt?" Runningwind meowed quietly.

He noticed the wounds on her closed up. Soon it disappeared. It seemed as if nothing had happened. The worried tom sat beside her motionless body. He stared at her pretty silver face for a long time. It seemed like ages and she was still asleep. But Runningwind could sit there and wait forever for her to wake up.

Suddenly her eyes flew open. She lifted her head and looked around. She noticed Runningwind and was shocked. The pale gray she-cat backed away.

"You're dead." She trembled.

"Don't remind me." Runningwind stared down at his paws. "Now you're dead too." He mewed sadly.

"I am? I am…" Willowpelt began to calm down and realize that she was with Starclan now.

"I'm sorry." Runningwind meowed with a very low voice.

"Well, at least I'm with you." She whispered unexpectedly.

Runningwind was shocked. "I missed you." He finally said.

"I missed you too." She repeated. The longer they spoke, the more awkward the conversation became.

"Whitestorm will be happy to see." Runningwind meowed. He backed away a little, letting Willowpelt have some space to herself.

Willowpelt perked up her ears. Then she sighed. "Look, there has been something I've been wanting to tell you for a very long time now." She spoke up. "Now this is my chance, I just wish I told you before you…well you…you died."

"Go ahead." Runningwind was listening carefully.

"I've never loved Whitestorm." She said sternly.

Runningwind was shocked. "But…the kits. Those are his kits and yours. And-"

"I know. But that day behind the nursery…we agreed to have kits. Whitestorm wanted kits of his own, kits that would follow in his paw prints. I agreed to have his kits because I would like the same." She confessed.

"So you didn't really love him?" Runningiwnd questioned, he could hardly believe what he was hearing.

"No I did not love him. After having his kits I was planning to have yours." She began to choke up. Runningwind could tell that she was sad.

"Don't be sad. You did a good thing. Whitestorm is a nice cat, he trusted you." Runningwind walked closer and comforted her.

"I'm so sorry." Willowpelt apologized. "I should have told you the truth, I should have told you my true feelings."

"It's alright. Now I know." Runningwind whispered softly. There was a long moment of silence. "Besides, I think Bluestar and Whitestorm are a better pair." He blurted out, breaking the lovely moment of silence.

Willowpelt couldn't help but meow with laughter. She snorted and the two cats began to purr. "Oh Runningwind, dead or alive you're still funny." She giggled, shoving him with her shoulder.

The two cats scuffled and tackled each other, just as they did before as kits. They grew up together, as nursery mates, as den mates, they were the closest of friends. That bond they shared would never be broken.

Now that they were together forever in Starclan, they would be happy.

Runningwind and Willowpelt raced off. The skipped over the tall grass and rolled in the dirt. Runningwind looked over at Willowpelt and purred. They were the brightest stars that shined that night in Silverpelt.

I love you Willowpelt, forever and always.

END