Quick story of why I forgot to update: Once apon a time school hit hard and I got stressed and my childlike inspiration was cut off. Then I got a virus and was bored. The end.
For some reason Goldfur stupidily decides to go back to Sunclan again. At least this time she doesn't run into Froststar, but she does run into Lionpelt who's the clan medicine cat and his apprentice Darkpaw.
"Hi Lionpelt! Hi Darkpaw!" Goldfur says excitedly.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were banished!"
"No one can tell me what to do! And I was coming back so you could help me get my nine lives."
"Why do you want to be leader so... Ahh!"
Goldfur picks up Lionpelt like a kit. It isn't very hard for her with her superior strength.
She quickly takes him to Brightstone and the two enter the mouth of the cave. When the stone lights up Goldfur starts to become dramatic again.
"Ahh! I'm blind!" She screams.
"We can't talk!" Lionpelt hisses from behind her.
"Yes we can stupid. That's what mouths are made to do."
Goldfur makes a face at the medicine cat and then prepares to share dreams with Starclan.
When she gets up there she sees some familiar faces.
"Mommy! Daddy! Hi!" She squeals with excitement.
Two cats sitting a few rows from the front say hello. A cat next to them looks skeptical.
"She's yours?" He asks.
"Yeah." Says Goldfur's mom.
"I am so sorry."
A ginger tom looks up at the three cats angrily but then returns his attention to the she cat in front of him.
"Why have you come here, Goldfur?"
"I was wondering if I could have my nine lives and become leader of Sunclan. Froststar's a meanie."
The ginger tom blinks as if Goldfur is insane. Then again, she is quite close to it.
"You want to do what?"
"Are you all deaf? I said I wanted my nine lives!"
"I'm afraid we can't grant you that unless Froststar has died, which she hasn't. Even then you would have to be her chosen deputy and I don't think you two get along very well, do you?"
Suddenly Goldfur has a temper tantrum as if she was two moons old. It only lasted for five minutes, but it felt like fifty moons.
"I want to be leader! Now! I always get what I want but no one will give me this! Everyone is so mean!"
"Goldfur have you ever thought that everyone is supposedly mean to you because you always brag about how perfect you are? Maybe that's why no one likes you and why Froststar didn't want to choose you as deputy. Everyone hates you, Goldfur."
"No they don't you're lying!"
"Have you ever said something nice to someone?"
"Uh... no."
"What about when you were a kit? Did you let someone else be leader the next time you played that battling game?"
"I don't recall..."
"What about helping to feed the elders? Did you help with that?"
"No. I have not done any of these things."
"Then I shall give you a choice. You can either be sent back to the clans with your perfectness and suffer a life of an outcast, or you can spend the night in the northern caverns and become flawed like everyone else. You could think of others for once and you could mend the broken bonds between your friends and family. You could be happy or you could be miserable. The choice is yours Goldfur. I hope you choose wisely."
Just like that all of Starclan disappeared, leaving Goldfur with a decision to make.