Snowfoot looked down at Graysteam and his mate and sighed. Whenever her mother came by to talk she would just hiss at her and find someplace else to be alone. But that was pretty hard with all of the cats everywhere. She found a birch tree and jumped up. She looked at Spiderheart and yowled quietly " why? why me just why?" then she went on her back and looked up. She sighed and wondered what her mother meant by " it was for my own good?" she just closed her amber eyes and fell asleep. She didn't want to hunt with Starclan or do anything. She wanted to be back with her clan, hunting fish, fighting battles, putting her life at risk for others, but instead she didn't die in a battle. She died from falling from a tree! How Mouse-brained is that? I didn't want to die like that. I wanted to die a warrior, not from a tree fall.
( and I think I will make a cat with the spirit of Snowfoot }