Brackenclaw
I was a tom in Thunderclan.I had a normal life.I hunted, I went on border patrols and I fought for my clan. But one day I was sent to deliver a message to Shadowclan.I never came back alive. My death came on the Thunderpath.I was half way across when the fastest monster I had ever seen came at me.I ran but there was no escape.I had no chance of survival. None at all.
The impact was powerful but I but it wasnt the worst part. Now that the car had gone I lay helpless on the road.I knew I was going to die, as soon as I heard another rumble.A monster was coming. But I couldnt move.I could only lie there listening to the monster coming.I couldnt even see it because I was facing the wrong way.
I don't know how many monsters passed over me before I died, but it didnt matter.I would die quicker.I wouldnt have to lie on that dreadful Thunderpath and wait for every second of life to be dragged out of me. For my soul to be dragged to Starclan. So that I could watch over my clan for moons to come.
My life didnt change too much after I joined Starclan. But it was a lot easier. Until the three were all knew about the prophecy. That's when I realised I was distantly related to them.I felt really close to them.I dont know why but I knew I had to protect them.
But I failed. Hollyleaf got trapped in the tunnels when they even Starclan knows if she is still alive. Then Dovepaw was born and now every cat thinks she is the third cat in the prophecy,but I still believe it was Hollyleaf that deserved to be part of the three. Now my life goal is make sure Hollyleaf is alive and that she gets out of those she becomes part of the three, not Dovepaw.I know I have no chance but I try anyway.I keep trying.I just keep trying.