Tears fill my eyes, and I shake my head rapidly, "No, no, no, no! He... He doesn't deserve to die... If... If we came sooner.... Then maybe-"

"He's dead, there is no maybe or what ifs or if we'ds, he died. His fur probably caught on fire and he was too weak to stop that. He's dead.." Pain, grief and sorrow shot through like a bullet. Memories past my mind, when he was appointed deputy, when he became a warrior, when Lilyfoot was born.

All I wanted to do was run to StarClan, and see him and Snowfleck and Silversky. Silversky was my mentor but she died early. Too early. I walk out into the smokey air, more memories crash onto me. But then I realize, it wasn't a memory.

Cloudstar is walking towards me, we are in a field of bounding clouds and mist, his eyes are a glowing white. "The lion will rule the forest, it will run of fire and rain. Innocent will be sacrificed and evil will bcome." I blink and everything is in order again. Blinking again in confusing. I look around, the dead leader is nowhere to be seen in the haze.

A black figure stands I front of me, "Ravenclaw? Are you okay?"

"Huh? Uh, yes, yes. Fine."

"Sure, cause you seemed pretty out of it. I mean, your eyes were wide open, staring into nothing. So..."

"I'm fine, Blackfoot. We should head back to camp now," I excuse myself and pad past the tom and into the crippled forest.