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Post by Olan on Jul 1, 2008 11:09:02 GMT -5
The she-cat stared up at the sky, wishing her mate was here. "Falconclaw, are you up there?" She rasped. Her mate, Falconclaw, hadn't been seen in moons. Was he dead? Alive? so hard to tell, so hard. "Falconclaw," she spoke softly. A few raindrops fell from the darkening sky.
Birdsong shook off a couple that had landed in her ears. I should like water, she thought. I am a ShoreClan cat. But this rain seemed deadly, like a Deadly Storm was brewing.
Suddenly, Lightning flashed and thunder rolled, but Birdsong still lay in the meadow, waiting for something to happen...
I will be with you, Falconclaw. Today. The kits will be fine, don't worry, my love. I'm coming.
The wind was mighty, and weak trees swayed, a couple cracked. It was when the storm was at it's angriest when the trees fell.
Birdsong took her last sighing breath. This was it. She looked to the sky once more, and a tree crashed on her.
Birdsong died laughing.
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