Roseheart POV

I looked at the den. I could hear crickets chirping. I was tired but I couldn't sleep.

It was a curse.

Everyone was gone. I had lost my whole will to live.

If I had died as a kit, none of this would've happened.

I hated the way the stars twinkled. They danced.

They smiled at the death of my brother.

If I died saving Firestar, I could go to the people I loved.

Daisy had left again earlier and Spiderleg found her dead by the shore.

I knew that soon Spiderleg would die and then we could forever be a family.

I sat outside the den, hiding as I watched out for Lionblaze.

Leafpool had been respected. When she had visited the Clan, the Clan shrugged her off.

She was no longer welcome anywhere.

Neither were her kits.

But the Clan liked Jayfeather.

I often thought about the trivial topic. It calmed me.

I heard a loud snap.

I turned around.

I was trying not to take a loud intake of breath.

I search the camp quietly for a bright red pelt.

When I saw a black figure, I froze.

This was impossible.

"Hollyleaf?"

The green eyes smiled.

"I am truly sorry to what I did to Ashfur. StarClan let me explain myself. I was grief stricken. And I hear that you were the one that earned Bluestar's sacred lives. Well done. I must go StarClan expect me back."

Then a wind blew and Hollyleaf flew away.

I saw Cinderheart.

"Don't you need some sleep?" She asked.

The gray warrior's big blue eyes held concern.

"I'm fine, don't worry. I think that you need sleep. Besides, StarClan told me to guard this place."

"You've been speaking to StarClan?" She asked.

"Yes." I replied.

She was quiet.

"Do they see you regularly?" She asked.

"Yes." I asked. What was she on about?

"That only happens to those that are destined to be leaders."

I laughed. "You sound like a medicine cat."

She laughed and sighed. "I know. Maybe crazy Leafpool was right maybe I am Cinderpelt's reincarnation."

She left shaking her head.

Then I saw a taller cat next to her. It looked around. It was Cinderpelt.

Then Cinderpelt shimmered into Cinderheart.

A black figure sat next to me.

"What are you doing here?"

"I had to warn you!" Blackwhisker was cut off.

There was a low growl and Lionblaze stepped out of the bush.

Please review, or I will stop the story.

The Victorious Elf

Note the lack of kisses.