The deep red crimson liquid running down my body The memories of the adrenaline the fights the power my triumph all gone. Gone. Starclan calls. One more life lost. Why does it matter? I think of Brambleclaw, Tawnypelt Mothwing and Hawkfrost. Do I regret them? No. I refuse to regret my deeds my leadership my kits I refuse to regret my courage my power and my battle prowess for that has made me strong Starclan calls. My last life. The Dark Forest pulls me away.
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