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The two cats growled at one another. I sat next to Swiftfur, my tail curled around my unsheathed claws. I watched Willowcloud and Flametail growl at each other. They arched their backs, their fur fluffed out, claws unsheathed, and teeth bared.

"Guys..." I called, "We know you hate each other, but is a fight really -" I was interrupted by the grey and blue she-cat leaping onto the orange Tom. Both cat's eyes were burning with hatred, Willowcloud's blue ones and Flametail's green ones.

I watched, horrified, as the two cats slashed and clawed one another.

Eventually, Willowcloud was holding the other cat down, and he kicked her off. She darted forward, preparing to use the death blow.

I didn't realize what I was doing until I was right there, shielding the orange tom with my body. Willowcloud did not realize until too late, when I collapsed. Blood poured out of the slash in my throat and I looked at her with sad eyes.

I felt no pain as my life slipped from my body, Willowcloud furiously trying to save me.

It was too late.

I slipped out of my body, now a starry cat. I looked down at my limp body.

I then looked around, waiting for Starclan. But my starry ancestors did not come.

I was alone.

I looked around the flat land, now a twoleg nest. I hated them for it. I turned and walked torwards it. I turned corners and came to a alleyway.

I heard soft paws behind me.

I turned and came face to face with a big Tom. He had ice blue eyes, black fur, and grey paws. He had a green collar with teeth and claws sticking out of it. And he had dog claws on his own. I backed away and his whiskers twitched.

He was transparent. I realized I was also, and I had lost my stars.

"Your trespassing" he meowed. It was rather high pitched.

"I - I'm sorry, I ne - never realized this was your t - territory." I meowed weakly. I mentally screamed at myself for stuttering and seaming weak.

His whiskers twitched again. Was he amused by my fear?

"I'll leave..." I said.

"Trespassers are punished." He growled. I flinched slightly and felt my tail touch the back wall. He stepped closer to me and I unsheathed my claws.

"Stop Storm!" Yowled a deep voice above me. I looked up and saw a flaming orange transparent Tom, his grey eyes flashing. He jumped down at my side.

"Why should I listen to you, Fido?" Hissed the small cat. "She was trespassing."

"She is a fresh one. She did not know." Meowed the orange Tom.

Storm growled. He turned and stalked away. I looked at Fido. He was so big! I sheathed my claws and he purred.

"I'm Fido." He purred.

"WolfHeart." I mewed. He nodded.

"You were one of those clan cats, weren't you?" He asked, looking around.

"I was, yes. I was part of Shadowclan." I replied. He jumped up the wall and waited at the top.

"I was a kittypet" he meowed as I scrambled up the wall.

"Why are we transparent? And why am I not in Starclan?" I meowed as he trotted along the wall.

"Either you were not supposed to die or you have something you need to finish." He said. I started following him.

"Oh. So are we trapped here forever?" I asked.

"Pretty much. There are also tons of twoleg kits here. We can communicate with them, though." He said. And as if on que, a male kit came out. He had something sweet smelling on his face. It was brown also.

"Fido!" Purred the kit, walking forward. Fido purred again.

"This is WolfHeart." Meowed Fido. "A greensoul. WolfHeart, this is John."

WolfHeart nodded slightly.

"Welcome." Said John.

I looked around again. I wondered why... Why it was this way.

I was a dead spirit. Forever.