Something was coming. Tigerstar could sense it. He had already 迷失 eight lives. Some leader. And he was risking his last...With greencough. Not like his sister, 或者 mother, who had been leaders before him. His mother Grassstar had saved her Clan from a badger, losing her last life in the process. His sister Crowstar had 迷失 her's to a rogue when she was, like Grassstar, saving the Clan. And he just got ill. Perfect.
There was a rough coughing beside him. Ugh. He had to share the greencough 巢穴, den, 书房 with Moleclaw, an incredibly annoying cat from a different Clan. How unfortunate they were, never mind him.
He knew he only had 秒 left. He could feel the life slipping out of his body; he was losing his last life. It wasn't long before he saw something he knew he shouldn't be seeing. His sister.
"Crowstar?" he croaked. He hadn't used his voice in so long, so, added to the coughing, it was very rusty.
"Come on, Tigerstar. It's time." she told him.
Feeling strength again, he leaped to his feet to follow her. But this was bad. This meant the thing he had been dreading.
He was in StarClan.
He was dead.
Grassclan had 迷失 its leader.
He just hoped Angelwing would be as good as he had thought.
There was a rough coughing beside him. Ugh. He had to share the greencough 巢穴, den, 书房 with Moleclaw, an incredibly annoying cat from a different Clan. How unfortunate they were, never mind him.
He knew he only had 秒 left. He could feel the life slipping out of his body; he was losing his last life. It wasn't long before he saw something he knew he shouldn't be seeing. His sister.
"Crowstar?" he croaked. He hadn't used his voice in so long, so, added to the coughing, it was very rusty.
"Come on, Tigerstar. It's time." she told him.
Feeling strength again, he leaped to his feet to follow her. But this was bad. This meant the thing he had been dreading.
He was in StarClan.
He was dead.
Grassclan had 迷失 its leader.
He just hoped Angelwing would be as good as he had thought.
I wrote this and I don't know if we should use it should we??
Snow will lead the way though his icy mountains are gone
And Sharp claws will pierce the flesh of one he thought he could count on.......
The yellow herb will find her inner passion
The illness of fear spread like wildfire
A fog of blue will try to stop the evil illness with her compassion
Fear will grip the 心 of all but one.....
The one with the scar of evil
The scar from the sun
This is I don't think it is very good but your call 你 guys
Snow will lead the way though his icy mountains are gone
And Sharp claws will pierce the flesh of one he thought he could count on.......
The yellow herb will find her inner passion
The illness of fear spread like wildfire
A fog of blue will try to stop the evil illness with her compassion
Fear will grip the 心 of all but one.....
The one with the scar of evil
The scar from the sun
This is I don't think it is very good but your call 你 guys