Firestar's Choice

PART1 Flames engulfed his vision as Firestar tried to struggle up. Get out of here! A voice screamed in his head. Get up, or you’ll be on your way to StarClan! Think, mousebrain! What about your Clan? What about Sandstorm? Making a one last, final effort to get up, his legs failed him. Nooooo! No, he couldn’t fail, no….. Firestar felt something stir inside him, as if part of him was trying to break the way out of him. StarClan? Spottedleaf? He screamed silently, but suddenly it all came back to him. Spottedleaf was dead. His strength ebbed, like a wave subsiding. So dark, he thought. So long, so dark. Is this StarClan? Or the Dark Forest? Stars swirled in his vision, until a sound rasped in his ear. Bluestar? Oh, Bluestar, I’ve missed you so much! He was suddenly swept back to the day when he was still Fireheart, deputy of ThunderClan, when Tigerstar was still roaming in the forest. The old forest. His heart ached with pain and loss. “It’s time to go.” Bluestar murmured softly in his ear. Sighing, he opened his eyes. Clanmates? His heart lept with joy when he spotted Brambleclaw, Sandstorm, Leafpool, and all his other Clanmates. Happiness rose in his throat as he swept his gaze over them. Dipping his head to Sandstorm, he leaned forward to touch noses with Brambleclaw. The deep amber pools glistened with pain. Bluestar tapped him with her tail, and he tore his gaze away from his friends, and padded after her, to StarClan.