Farewell. ((Solo))

Webtail followed the scent of pheasant to the cleaved stone. He had only seen the large bird once in the freshkill pile and it was a treasure that could feed quite a few. He slipped inside only to find fox scent and the remains of said bird. A growl came from behind him and his eyes widened as he whirled around to face a large fox. Cornered, he lurched forward, clawing at the fox as well as clamping his jaws onto the shoulder. He felt himself being torn off and shaken vigorously. In his dazed state, he was let go and staggered to the back of the gap. Before he knew it, jaws clamped around him and with a crack, his neck was broken. The searing pain was something he could have never imagined and soon, it was over. He was standing over his own body with the fox still fuming behind him. Dread and uncertainty filled him. Where would he go? Would he be doomed to the dark forest for his actions or forgiven and given a life in StarClan? He'd soon get his answer as his vision blurred and everything went black.