A second demise

Chestnutkit was up to his old tricks again, he padded in RiverClan Territory. He didn't think he would get caught this time, he spotted a tree he started to remember the last time he got hurt which was pretty recent. But it wasn't raining so he knew it would be safe, he unsheathed his paws and started to climb. When he reached the top he sat down, the wind blew on his face. It felt nice being out of camp again, he slipped and fell off of the high branch. He thumped to the ground and laid there his paws not moving in the swift blowing grass and his body still. (end he's dead)