Storm's happiness had been cut short, only a few short moons before his father had died a gruesome death, and moons before that his only daughter died as well. He was going through the motions, pretending to eat to please his mate. He was happy she had been made leader but a little part was envious that his father chose her instead. That morning was one of the depressing days that weighed his heart and pawsteps down, he felt numb. I'm going to see you again father, wherever you are. Remembering what Meadow had said about the starry cats in the sky. Passing her den he gently nuzzled her, Goodbye my love. Turning and breaking into a run out of camp the tears welling in his pale blue eyes he bounded through twoleg place to a small bridge over a fast coursing river. Stepping to the edge he looked at the morning sky and watched the stars fade, Starclan, if you're real please let me see Meadow sometime. Flinging himself over the edge he hit the cold water, his thick fur couldn't allow him to swim properly. Eventually he sank, but for the first time he felt weightless, all his troubles ebbing. The last thought that crossed his mind was an image of him, Meadow, and his sons happy.
OOC~ Kinda ironic how in his creation I added his thick fur would likely be the death of him
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DewleafRiverclan~ Whitefoot-Warrior Windclan~ Silverdapple- Warrior
Shadowclan~ Rainfire- Warrior
Skyclan~ Oakpaw- Apprentice
Windclan~ Rainkit- Kit