| abstract | - Ravenclaw touched her nose to the Starpool as coldness shocked her. She gasped. Roseleaf did the same but didn't flinch at all. 'Is this always that cold?' Ravenclaw gasped. 'Yes. Either you'll get used to it, or your nose will go numb.' 'Great,'she muttered under her breath. She was going to share tongues with StarClan! Her pelt tingled with excitement. She fell asleep easily when a small prod woke her. 'We're here,' whispered Roseleaf. She opened her eyes and saw the same scenery as the Starpool; but with many more cats. 'StarClan,' Ravenclaw breathed. 'Welcome to StarClan, Ravenclaw!' Snowstar announced proudly. 'Snowstar...' Greif tugged at her pelt as she remembered how she died when Mapleshade struck the death blow at the same time. She looked much younger with no traces of the gruesome battle she just had. She touched her nose to Ravenclaw's and mewed, 'With this life I give you strength in battle. You have your clanmates, perhaps kits, to save. Use it well and we will light your path.' Ravenclaw felt bolts of agonizing pain shooting through her, as if her pelt was pierced by many talons and claws. But at the same time, the fury in battle and the ambition deep inside rose like a wave, getting higher and higher. A moment later, it was all gone. It felt... weird. Snowstar stepped back and was replaced by a familiar scent, shape and color. She fought hard to resist from nuzzling him. 'D-Darkpelt...'
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