((Whatever. You can leave it ))
((Okay. it is greencough...and - well, you'll see.))
It was two days after Morningstar had been diagnosed with greencough. Prey did not interest her anymore, and not even the herbs she took seemed to help. She felt weak and tired. She coughed a lot, and her throat felt scratchy.
"Cinderpool, nothing is working," she whispered hoarsely that night. Then she shuddered, and fell limp to the ground.
((Losing a life! ))

((AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ))

Cinderpool: I knew it now. Greencough. I winced, as I watched her loose a life. I put a paw on her shoulder, and waited for her to still. She would probably be talking to Starclan then. I watched on, standing in suspense.

((Calm down!!))
A sunny, warm clearing appeared in front of Morningstar, and she paused. The undergrowth was soft and springy, and tantalizing prey smells filled the air. She padded forward, not sure where she was or what to do. There was no panic, no fear, only a deep calm. Whiskers twitching, tail high, she padded on confidently.
A small wiry tom burst out of hiding, and she jumped back in surprise. The tom smelled oddly familiar, as if she had known him.
"Morningstar!" the tom meowed. "I have found you!"
She realized who it was. It was Grasstail, a medicine cat who had helped Morningstar when she was a young kit.
With a loud yowl, Grasstail summoned the other cats. All of them looked familiar, and she spotted Nightpelt too. They gathered around her in a sort of circle, and Acornstar, the previous leader, padded forward.
"What's happening?" Morningstar's voice trembled slightly. She looked around the circle, and spotted Willowfur and Spottedpelt. They were not actually part of the circle, but were watching from afar, their eyes never leaving her.
Acornstar sat down neatly on front of her, his tail wrapped around his paws. "You have lost a life," he replied cooly. The wise leader gave her a sympathetic look and padded even closer. He touched noses with her.
Morningstar felt a strange, warm feeling. It coursed through her body, making her purr. A sharp, icy shock followed that left her breathless. Afterwards, she felt like she could outrun the greatest monster and fight in any battle. Her eyes gleaming with excitement, she got ready to dash away to catch some prey.
Acornstar had lifted his nose from hers. He touched her shoulder with his tail, signaling for her to wait. She sat down impatiently, fidgeting and twitching her tailtip.
"You have three lives left, Morningstar," whispered Acornstar. "Take care."
With that, the cats slowly faded away. The forest itself was fading too, and she ran up, wanting to catch something before coming back. But she couldn't.
She woke suddenly. She was back in the Medicine Cat's den, and Cinderpool was watching her.
Morningstar purred. "Three lives left," she whispered, and then fell into an exhausted sleep.
((Don't worry, I'm just SLEEPING now, ok? ))

((AHHHHH- oh. ok. What now??????))

Cinderpool: I watched her rest, and went off to find myself some fresh kill. Leafbare was coming, and I needed to find some herbs.


((hey.I don't have an apprentice. but I'm REALLY young yet, and I won't die for a long time, so never mid ))

((I guess we're done. but you really need to pick an apprentice soon...))

And all the cats lived happily ever after! The end ^_^

...or did they?

Idk. You tell me. I think her secret has pretty much been revealed.

Ok. So we're done. Move it to the elder's den!
You know, we need to start a new story...Honeyfur's Secret is almost done now...

yah. okay. Well, idk, i'll try to write one up. You can too. lolz. and you don't have to do a story, just make it like, normal life...then BAm something happens. Instead of writing like a whole prologe. Idk.