As she opened her eyes, she found herself in a bright forest, filled with many different scents of prey and new growth.
Looking around, she saw Jayfeather watching her. It was odd.
Tilting her neck up so that she could see the sky, she saw that it had suddenly became night, and the stars were shinning brighter than ever.
Almost at once, each star came swirling down as if to meet her. Okay, this is defiantly odd. She thought.
Once the stars touched the forest floor, they slowly bacame cats. Some she knew and remembered from when they were living, and others she did not know.
"Greetings, Cloversplash. Welcome to StarClan." It was one clear meow, but filled with many voices. Odd.
The first cat to step forward was Squirrelflight. She wanted to run to meet her, but she found that she couldn't move and her paws were planted in the ground.
Squirrelflight touched her nose to the top of Cloversplash's head and meowed "With this life, I give you nobility. Use it well to avenge your clanmates when needed." Almost at once, a sharp burning feeling burned in her chest. It felt as if her heart was on fire. It stopped as fast as it came, and Squirrelflight steped back to be replaced by Brackenfur.
"With this life, I give you hope. It will always be there, even in the darkest times." He murmured while touching his nose to the top of her head just as Squirrelflight had done. Along with pain, the new life brought a vision. She was running through the forest, slicing through the fur of traiters with one thought in mind : we can beat them. It ended quickly, and when she recovered, she opened her eyes to find Bramblestar waiting patiently in front of her.
"With this life I give you courage. Use it well to defend your clan in times of need." Her former leader meowed. At once, courage filled her body, making her muscles stiffen and she felt as if she could climb the tallest mountain, beat the bravest fighter, and even make it out of a battle un scratched.
"With this life I give you love. Use it well to protect your clan." Meowed a newcomer, Dustpelt. Again she felt pain, ten times worse this time though because she wasn't expecting it. Love was fierce, fiercer than courage or hope or even nobility. She finally understood Dustpelt's love for Ferncloud.
"With this life, I give you strength." Meowed a tiny voice. Cloversplash looked down, and almost burst into tears. It was Rainkit. "Use this life well to fight through any sickness or grief that may weaken you." Cloversplash bent her head so the tiny kit could touch his nose to her forehead. She felt his weakness as he touched her. She felt the longing to be with his siblings, to be well. Then suddenly, a burst of power came into her limbs, and she felt free. She was living the last moments of Rainkit's life as well as his journey to StarClan. Just wait until I tell Brightcloud! She thought, then remembered that she couldn't tell any cat about the ceremony. The tiny cat backed away, and was replaced by a large flame coloured tom, who she'd never met before, but was very well known in all the clans : Firestar.
"With this life I give you compassion. Use it well for the elders of you Clan, and the sick, and all those weaker than yourself." He meowed whilepressing his nose into her fur. She felt a quick bolt of pain, followed by the feeling of grief, to be followed by sympathy. In her mind, she saw herself, leading the clan, and putting her own feelings aside to see to her clanmate's first.
Bluestar was next. "With this life, I give you justice. Use it well in times of need, where you will judge others fairly." This life was very painful to receive. Along with the pain, there was a thought at the back of her mind : did she mean Bumblestripe's trial?
"With this life," Leafpool meowed, stepping up to touch her forehead with her nose. "I give you patience. Use it well when enduring hardships, and while making hard decisions." Patience was an easy life to receive. It was calm, and all the tightness in her body desolved. When she stepped back, she felt calm, and reassured. The last cat to give her a life, was perhaps the cat she missed most, Fireleaf.
"You shouldn't have died." Cloversplash whispered, and Fireleaf looked back evenly, with wisdom and longing in her eyes, though she didn't reply.
"With this life I give you mentoring. Use it well to train young cats in ThunderClan. Cats like me." Cloversplash didn't care about the pain that came this time, just drinking it in like fresh rain water.
"I hail you by your new name, Cloverstar. Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants you the guardianship of ThunderClan. Defend it well; care for young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the warrior code; live each life with pride and dignity." Bramblestar meowed.
The cats of StarClan started cha tinge her name, and she couldn't feel more proud in that moment.
"Cloverstar!"
"Cloverstar!"
"Cloverstar!"
"Cloverstar!"
Suddenly the cats stopped abruptly, and looked on with horror.
They suddenly disappeared from Cloverstar's sight, and were replaced by a dark, swampy forest filled with the rotting smells of crowfoot and fresh cat blood.
"You may think you've won," sounded a voice in her ear. "But we've just gotten started. You will be destroyed..."
Then it vanished and she was back in StarClan.
Bluestar alone spoke. "Cats born into their own season will save the clans from revenge. Find cats that bare the names from leafbare, newleaf, greenleaf and leaf-fall. The cats come by seasons will make sure there are more to come."