gone. tangerineblossom. lullabypaw. wingpaw. dawnpaw. duskkit. and soon, little did he know it, sleepyflight would be gone too. as he left the nursery for the last time. passed by his secret glade. his memories were filled with grief. it was just one of those nights. but through his tears. he couldn't smell it. a fox. old at this point. but hungry. this fox had killed someone just a few moons before. and before that, a tan tom. sleepyflight's father and mother. dead by this fox. he didn't know that. he didn't know the fox was there. till it was too late. till its jaws were around his neck... and the blood pooled... and sleepyflight was dead. his kits had not even opened their eyes. dreamwander was the only one left from his litter. dreamwander and rhea. rhea and dreamwander. sleepyflight would watch over his siblings from the stars. '' farewell. '' he whispered with his dying breath.
well. sleepyflight is dead. i'm not too worried. i did everything i wanted to. he kept his mother's legacy going. legacy. what is a legacy? it's planting seeds in a garden you never get to see. he had kits. they'll never know his face. who lives who dies who tells your story ?
