Disclaimer: Apart from the plot, nothing in this story belongs to me. They're all creations of Erin Hunter.
No! Crowpaw! Thoughts of panic raced through Feathertail's head as Sharptooth got closer and closer to the WindClan apprentice. Feathertail leaped up towards the roof of the cave, clawing furiously at one of the longest, sharpest, stone claws. Before she knew it, the rock had broken off from the ceiling of the cave, and was falling...
Feathertail heard her brother, Stormfur, screeching, "No!" as she tumbled down with the stone claw. Feathertail felt the sharp rock plunging into Sharptooth, and as he screamed with terror, she knew that she had done it - she had killed Sharptooth.
Everything before Feathertail seemed to be dancing in front of her eyes. She thought she saw a faint silhouette of her mother, Silverstream, and a voice whispering, "You did it, Feathertail. You fulfilled the prophecy..."
"No... I can't join StarClan... Crowpaw..." Feathertail whispered. She refused to join StarClan now; she wanted to stay with Crowpaw. "StarClan, please... give me another chance."
"Feathertail, wake up! Please wake up!" Crowpaw's voice sounded distant and desperate. Blinking, she opened her eyes. She could make out the colors of the pelts that belonged to the cats standing around her; dark brown, orange, black, gray, tortoiseshell; all the cats who had traveled to the sun-drown-place had clustered around her. Weakly, Feathertail stood up. Crowpaw gasped in surprise, then pressed his nose against her muzzle. Feathertail smiled softly. Thank you, StarClan, for letting me stay with Crowpaw.
(A/N): How was the first chapter? I know it was short, and the story won't be long, but I hope you enjoyed! Please leave a comment and wait for my next update!
~lynxpatronus