Time seemed to slow as the blood drained from my pelt. Some cats would say on the journey to StarClan, a cat you knew in your life, one who died, would come to show you the path. But what for those who didn't believe in StarClan? Had I made a mistake in not at least trying to believe in the Clan all these cats trusted so greatly? As I went over it in my head, I realised, I do believe in StarClan! All the prayers I'd sent them, even without realising it, all the dreams, they had to come from somewhere!
As I began to feel the cold grip of death lingering over me, I sent one last message to StarClan-One I meant to send!
"Dear StarClan, I realise now, I was wrong. For everything I've done. No matter how much I hate to admit it, I do deserve this, for all I've done. If I could do it all over, oh if only I could, there would be so much I'd do differently, so much I'd change!
But be it the will of StarClan, I will join you in the ranks of StarClan's mighty warriors if you'll have me. StarClan, I'm sorry."
My vision flashed to black as I repeated, "StarClan, I'm sorry."
A flash of bright, white light, blinded me from my surroundings. As my eyes adjusted to the glaring light, I found myself gazing up at three cats. Two toms, one she-cat. My eyes widened with shook as I sent a silent, panicking message to StarClan,
"This isn't StarClan, I've been here before, I know this place!" My vision seemed to fade to black as I screamed up at StarClan in panic, "StarClan what have you done!?"