Life goes on, even after it ends.

Demonpaw was sitting in a small clearing of a forest. It was a forest unknwn to her though, probably part of another clans territory. it registered somewhere in her brain that she should know where it was, but tired of these memories, she shook the feeling away. Looking down at her stomach, where the white M was located at, Demonpaw finally realized who it stood for, and whose thoughts had always wanted to dominate her mind; Midnightpelt. Knowing this, the air and forest around her seemed to go dark.

Snakefire dipped into dream territory. He breathed in the air, it was calm. He walked forward towards the place he usually stayed at. Then he saw something in the distance,a she-cat from ShadowClan. Who was she? He nugged the cat who seemed to be knocked out on the floor.

Demonpaw blinked, though it didn't help, and turned to the tom. "Hello." she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Are you ok”,he meowed looking at the apprentice. There was something off about her.

Demonpaw glanced down, unable to lie to this cat she had never seen before. "No, Im not." she whispered, "But theres nothing anyone can do about it."

“I see”,he meowed. He then spoke,”I’m snakefire of SkyClan”,he dipped his head, “what’s yours”?

"Demonpaw from Shadowclan." Demonpaw replied. "How is Skyclan?"

"It's good",he meowed,a bit bored.

Raccoontail appeared in the area and saw the cats. She approached them and mewed "Hello"

Demonpaws eyes quickly flicked over at Raccoontail. "Neither one of you knew Midnightpelt." Demonpaw stated.

"No. I didn't" She mewed "but I wish i did."

"Why?" Demonpaw asked. The Midnightpelt part of her sturred inside of her, and she tried to keep it from showing.

"From what I heard she was a good warrior." She mewed