| abstract | - Meadowfur pranced up in horror. "No! Snowstorm, please don't die!" she said as she kept on giving him herb after herb. Snowstorm, the former medicine cat who retired to join the elders looked where Meadowfur would be with his blind blue eyes. "My dear Meadowfur, I can't last forever. This is my time to die." he mumbled, pushing the herbs away. "Please. I need you! You're my favourite medicine cat and you're my favourite kin! Snowstorm purred. "You're my favourite apprenitce and kin too. I'll always walk in your dreams, Meadowfur." he said as he gave his old apprentice a lick. "I don't want you to die! Please!" Meadowfur gently mumbled. "I want you to be with me, please!" "Oh Meadowfur," Snowstorm croaked. "I'll always be with you. Even if you can't see me. Follow your heart and your dreams." whispered Snowstorm. With his final bit of energy, he gave Meadowfur a lick on her shoulder and then let out a small purr. Then, he went still. "No... No!" Meadowfur let out a wail of grief. "Please, stay!" mumbled Meadowfur. But she knew that Snowstorm was already dead. She walked out of her den and then approached the current WindClan leader, Hailstar. "Hailstar... Snowstorm is... dead." she mewed, her tail drooping. "I see... We will have his vigil tonight. He was a very wise medicine cat and great friend. I feel your pain, Meadowfur, and I know how close you were to him." said Hailstar. Later on, during the vigil, Meadowfur quietly spoke her words of wisdom. "I, Meadowfur, the medicine cat of WindClan would like to say a few words about Snowstorm. His destiny was to become a medicine cat, and he accepted that destiny with pride. He worked hard on his job until his mentor passed away. He kept serving his Clan until he grew old, and retired to let me take his place. He was my kin, and I was close to him. I know all of you were closed to Snowstorm as well. He shall be missed. Goodbye, my Snowstorm. I'll meet you in StarClan soon..."
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