peacockpaw was at the river. hunting for danceflyflicker. for themself. penny couldn't imagine what her life would be like if it was in mossclan. happier? sadder? but penny didn't know. she didn't know her life was nearly over. they plunged a claw into the water and got a fish hooked on their paw. peacockpaw leaned over and took a few bites. what was that noise? . . . probably nothing. right? . . . peacockpaw suddenly felt a huge weight on their chest, and within moments they were losing consciousness, being shook up and down like some huge, horrible cradle was rocking them. penny tried to fight. . . . but pip couldn't feel anything as they floated downriver. penny tried, and tried, to move. but she was long gone. gone with the wind. they weren't gone, right? no. they were. forever.
rip i forgot about this it's kinda bad but...
