"Cloudfur is dead!" The wail of despair rang through the camp making every cat join in the walking of despair. A queen stumbled out of the nursery and a tom instantly rushed to support her. However she refused and collapsed at the middle of the camp.
"My kit!" She yelled in despair. Soon another cat came dragging a white cat on the ground. It's pelt was barely identified as white due to the drying up blood on their fur. The queen dragged herself towards the cat and buried her nose deep in her fur. The nearby Tom who had supported her did the same. Soon their leader, Crowstar walked out of her den and sat down beside the dead body.
"Cloudfur....my most loyal warrior...and the best deputy I could have ever had. Dead. Do not worry Sleektail and Gingernose. She hunts with StarClan now." With those words she flicked her tail at two warriors
"Fernleaf, Stormclaw. You will bury Cloudfur at dawn. Sleektail and Gingernose will sit vigil with her first." Fernleaf and Stormclaw nodded and walked off. After Sleektail and Gingernose finished Sleektail stumbled back towards the nursery, aching with grief. At dawn Cloudfur was buried underneath the stars to go hunt with StarClan. At the break of dawn a yowling came from the nursery. Their medicine cat Ashwhisker scrambled out into the nursery.

In the nursery

Ashwhisker worked silently as Sleektail kitted. Sleektail yowled and eventually a tiny white kit lay on the soft nursery floor.
"What a strange day...." murmured Sleektail as she fed her newborn kit. "Right on the day of her sisters death..." she looked deep in thought while the new kit drank. "What will her name be? It's a shame she never got to meet Cloudfur..." Gingernose looked fondly at his new kit. "Frostkit. Her beautiful clear fur reminds me of frost." Gingernose smiled. "Frostkit it is." And with that, Frostkit was born. Ashwhisker may or may not have seen this strange birth as an omen. I guess the Clan will never know...for now at least.