Oohsies!!!! ^^; This one is short (only 487 words, compared to my last ones.... D:); however, I did like this one, so I left it as-is!!!! ^^; (Actually, I just did it nows. XD) Well, enjoysies!!!! ^^; 8D :3 :o
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Death
The death of the Clans was a day not foreseen. Well, it was, but no cat wanted to for-see it. In cat, no cats wanted to find out when the death of the Clans was….
Well, it started with a great, big, battle between absolutely all of the Clans. About ten cats from each Clan had died.
Next, there was a super-cold leaf-bare in which all the queens and kits died. The elders barely hung on, some succumbing to their deaths, and some apprentices and warriors overworked themselves; so they died, too.
By this time, there were only a couple cats left in each Clan. The cats banded together, and tried to make it on their own. But instead, they all died when they camped out under an absolutely large monster overnight (it had little bristly things on it, so it was sheltered from the rain; A/N: in Twoleg terms this is a road-cleaning truck), and it woke up and crushed them all. They were in StarClan before they knew it.
Redtail looked down from StarClan, and sighed. There were absolutely no Clan cats, anywhere.
"We let them die." Goldenflower's voice trembled. Redtail turned to see the queen, and regarded her in surprise. She was standing there in front of him, with her head down; staring at her paws.
"Well, not exactly our faults—it was all bad luck!" Redtail knew, trying to both and remain cheerful. But neither of them actually admitted what they knew—that the Clan's apocalypse day had come.
"I…." Goldenflower began; then promptly burst into tears, cutting off the rest of her sentence.
"I-I just wish that we'd been able to save them," Redtail admitted, looking down at his paws. "I mean, we had all the opportunities—but we cancelled out, especially when they needed it most. And they were just going into the Twolegs' electronic era—it was great," he added, sounding wistful. "I think that we just might as well accept that we couldn't save them, because they're not coming back."
"You're right." Goldenflower sighed. "It's, just…. really sad, y'know?!"
"Yeah, I know." Redtail nodded. "I just wish that the death of the Clans hadn't been now; why couldn't it have been later?!"
StarClan was powerless to stop the death of the Clans. So, now, the Clans' existence was living on, only in the memories of StarClan, unknown to anyone else.
"But, wait—" Redtail said suddenly. "Aren't we forgetting something?! Isn't there still…. SkyClan?!" He snuck a glance at Goldenflower. She had, by now, perked up.
"Yeah!" she agreed. "There's still SkyClan. Come on; let's go tell all the rest of them!!"
By "all the rest of them", she meant StarClan. Redtail and Goldenflower hurried off; eager to tell their fellow StarClanmates about their sudden realization. This could be a new beginning for the Clans!!