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Post by Northstar on Oct 13, 2013 15:24:51 GMT -5
A Deputy's Wish- Willowpelt
She had it now. With one huge leap that didn't betray her sickness, she snagged the bird. Unearthing her four other pieces of fresh-kill, she padded back to camp. Fernstar clambered down from the rock and beckoned her loyal deputy, Willowpelt, with her feathery tail. "Come, Willowpelt." She trotted into her mossy den and sat down. Moments later, Willowpelt did the same. "Willowpelt. I feel, that as your leader, I should tell you... I am about to die. I will pass before moonhigh. Please lead the Clan in peace. I will see you in StarClan." With that Fernstar laid down and dismissed her deputy. Hours later, she passed away. Willowpelt scraped absently at the moss bedding he was collecting. How would I lead the Clan? Why did Fernstar have to die so soon? She had been leader for only 5 years. Most leaders lived for at least fifteen. Sighing, he padded back to the camp. "Cats of SkyClan!" He called from the Highledge. "Fernstar has... passed. I must sleep by the Moonpool tonight to gain my nine lives. Thank you." He dipped his head and leapt off the rock. That was awful! he thought, padding into the starlit cave. Laying down, he lapped up one mouthful of the water and fell into a deep sleep.
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