I remember it all.
When Firestar told me I couldn't be a warrior.
When I became a medicine cat.
When I couldn't be with Firestar, and he chose Sandstorm.
When Starclan showed me my death.
When Leafpool began meeting with Crowfeather.
When the badger came into the nursery.
Sometimes I wonder and dream why.
Why was my fate so cruel?
Why did Starclan show me that?
Why did my leg get crushed?
When Firestar told me I couldn't be a warrior, I was crushed. I felt like I had no point in existing. There was no way for me to help my Clan.
When I became a medicine cat, I knew there was another way to serve the Clan. But it was not the way I wanted to. I had wanted to be a great warrior, always catching the most prey and at the front of the battle patrol. But I couldn't. Instead I was forced to stay in camp, healing not fighting.
When Firestar became mates with Sandstorm, I felt my heart split in two. The cat I loved was with another.
When Starclan showed me my death, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I was still young and had many things yet to accomplish!
When I realized Leafpool was meeting with Crowfeather, I felt so betrayed. She was a medicine cat! How could she betray the code! I hadn't, even though I was forced upon a path I didn't want.
When the badger came into the nursery, I simply just gritted my teeth and tried to protect Sorreltail. I knew I was about to die, but at least before I did I could bring new life into the Clan. Right as the badger struck, and I lay there on the ground, my vision fading and going black, Leafpool came bursting into the nursery, with Crowfeather right behind her. At least I now knew that the Clan was in safe paws as long as Leafpool stayed.
When everything went black completely, I knew Starclan had come to take me. But before they could, I was born into a brand new life: Cinderheart's.
When Cinderheart finally released me I was happy. Not sad as you might think, but happy. I had lived two lives. The first was sad but the second was the life I had always wanted.
I do sometimes wonder though, what my first life would have been like, if I hadn't gotten injured by that monster.
And all of those things make up me.
Cinderpelt.