Hello guys Amberstorm233 here! The tory has ended, but I feel like I need to add a few things. First, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who reviewed:

The amazing contest holder, Jeffrey Dahmer

My great friend who writes amazing stories, BrizaMarii

The one who helped with the idea at the of this story, Sky of Stars

The kind and wonderful, Birdflame

And last, but never least

The great and supportive, Spottedmist

In the final chapter, the ending idea was created by Sky of Stars. I wanted to thank her for helping me on that last bit. Merry Christmas and enjoy this extra present.

*Bonus Scene*

She knew he was gone. Staring at the body of Redstar, Cloudfoot exited the den with her head hung. Gazing at the warriors around, Cloudfoot took in a breath, ready to tell the ThunderClan cats of what happened. Quickly, she bounded up to the Highrock to make the announcement.

"Cats of ThunderClan," she called, her voice echoing through the clearing. It caught everyone's attention.

"It is with a heavy heart I say that our great leader, Redstar, has died. I am your leader now and I hope I'll lead it well," the she-cat continued. Cloudfoot knew she had to make an important decision before she left for the Moonstone.

"I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of ThunderClan is Wrentail."

"Wrentail, Wrentail, Wrentail," the warriors of ThunderClan cheered, though many were uncertain.

"I'll go to the Moonstone to receive my nine lives," the she-cat finished. With Pebbleleap, her kin and medicine cat, Cloudfoot made her way towards the Moonstone. When she entered the cave, Cloudfoot could feel it was extremely cold. Slowly, the soon to be leader and medicine cat made their way to the large stone.

"Place your nose onto the Moonstone," Pebbleleap advised. Nodding her head, Cloudfoot did as instructed and she was instantly swept into darkness. The grey and white she-cat awoke in a claming, warm field.

"Hello Cloudfoot. Are you ready to receive your lives," an eerily familiar voice asked. Turning around, Cloudfoot recognized the she-cat quickly.

"Bluesong," she purred to her kin. The pretty she-cat nodded her head.

"With this life I give you hope. Use it to guide ThunderClan through tough times ahead." The blue-grey she-cat placed her nose on Cloudfoot's head. The grey and white she-cat felt power rush through her veins. Soon, Bluesong was replaced by a face she didn't recognize at first. Gasping, Cloudfoot realized who it was.

"Ambertail?! You-You were fine when I left," she gasped to the tom.

"No don't worry. I'm not your brother. Hello Cloudfoot, I'm Amberclaw. You don't know me for I was killed by a monster before you were born. I'm Redstar's brother which makes us kin," the long legged tom purred.

"I'm guessing that's why you look like Ambertail then," Cloudfoot asked, sighing in relief. Amberclaw nodded his head.

"With this life I give you faith. Use it to stay faithful in StarClan and your own," the tom meowed. The life felt cool like the cave with the Moonstone. The coolness ebbed away and Amberclaw was replaced by the former deputy.

"Seedpelt! It's great to see you again," Cloudfoot purred. The tabby smiled, then, like the others, placed her nose on the grey and white she-cat's head.

"With this life I give you mentoring. Use it to help your young cats learn and grow." The life felt warm and yet icy at the same time. Cloudfoot's pelt began prickle with a strange feeling. It quickly went away and Seedpelt left. A new cat, a she-cat, took her place and again, Cloudfoot didn't recognize her.

"Hello Cloudfoot, I am Birdflame. I trained with your mother, but died after I became a warrior. With this life I give you strength. Use it through harsh times." The life made Cloudfoot feel weak and sick. The deputy couldn't get up or move. Finally, the pain and sickness ebbed away and Birflame was replaced by anther leader. It was Birchstar, the former RiverClan leader.

"Hello young one. I know you know me, so I'll make the introduction brief. With this life I give you wisdom. Use it to make wise choices unlike me and the other leaders." The brown tabby's life began to give Cloudfoot a headache. Her head seemed to pound faster and faster, until Birchstar went away, replaced by WindClan's former leader.

"Hello Swiftstar," Cloudfoot greeted the green eyed tom dipped his head and began.

"With this life I give you knowledge. Use it to make better choices and have better judgment." The life felt like air. Cloudfoot felt like she was falling and standing still all at the same time. The life abruptly stopped and the black tom was replaced with a friendly face.

"Spottedmist," Cloudfoot purred cheerfully. The she-cat nodded heart head.

"With this life I give you trusting your own instincts. Use it to guide your Clan with what you feel is right." The life felt full of power and pride. Cloudfoot felt like she could face all four Clans herself. Soon, Spottedmist's place was taken by an amber eyed she-cat.

"Birdflight," Cloudfoot mewed like a kit.

"With this life I give you a mother's love. Use it to love your Clan mates young and old like they're your kits." The life didn't feel soft or comfortable like Cloudfoot thought. The life felt like it was full of rage and anger, and yet Cloudfoot could feel some love in there as well. Birdflight was then replaced by a ghostly figure.

"Redstar," Cloudfoot breathed, remembering the tom's body was still at camp.

"Yes," the large tom answered simply. When she last saw the ginger tom, his pelt was ragged and unkempt with his yellow eyes dull. Now, the former leader looked much healthier and happier.

"With this life I give you choices. Use it to make the right ones and to serve your Clan well." The life felt confusing. Cloudfoot didn't know what it felt like at all. The strange, undetermined feeling was swept away and she was back. Redstar stepped back and gazed at Cloudfoot.

"I hail you by your new name, Cloudstar. 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."

"Cloudstar, Cloudstar, Cloudstar," the cats of StarClan cheered as they faded into darkness.

QOTD: Did you like the bonus chapter?