Returning from a sad moment (after death topic The tree that got cut down)

Nightpaw dragged Treekit's body and laid it down. A tear rolled down his cheek.
Treekit was watching them from above in StarClan.

Mudfoot trotted into the camp, carrying a unusual fat vole. He was so happy to be a Warrior and nothing could ruin his day. Until he caught the scent of death. He dropped the vole on the fresh kill pile and walked silently over to Nightpaw, who was hovering over a dead cat. "Nightpaw..." He asked calmly.

Nightpaw was about to say it was his fault, but he remembered what Treekit told him. "I was the one who walked into the Thunderpath" "She wouldn't stop asking me to show her the Thunderpath, so when I finally took her...' he murmured, "sh-she got hit by a monster. She said it wasn't my fault."

Mudfoot felt a sudden sorrow. He didn't really know the kit, but any kit's life, was important enough to be mourned for. "It wasn't your fault." He said soothingly though part of it wasn't true. Mudfoot curled his fluffy tail around the apprentice, and sat there in silence, not wanting to say anything wrong.

"Your right, I just wished I could of helped her." he mumbled, not taking his eyes of the dead kit.

"Not all things are meant to be. There is a reason for everything that happens in our world. What do you think the reason StarClan took Treekit?" He asked a small smile on his face.

Nightpaw didn't have a clue. Suddenly he remembered something. Treekit walked into the Thunderpath on her own when he told her it's very dangerous, as if she wanted to die. Maybe, she just wanted to be with her ancestors.