As the stranger pulls me to the water tears start to stream down my face. The tom seems sad but I can tell he's trying not to show it. "Who are you?" I question. shocked the tom replies hesitantly "Smokefang, why do you ask?" "When I go to Starclan I'd like to tell them who killed me and who was friends with the one who killed my daughter." I growl showing perl white teeth. An awkward silence followed that as we trudged closer to the water. " This way" He purrs gesturing to the forest. Confused I blindly stammer to the ancient trees towering high over my head. "here we are." I look towards were Smokefang is pointing, a small clearing is illuminated by tall oaks and drooping vines, as I collapse onto a bed of moss, the calming melody of birds sends me deep into slumber...
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