Attention!
This is an extra chapter which is not really a chapter.
It explains an occurence that wouldn't otherwise make sense.
Enjoy!😀

Silverpool pushed to the front of a throng of cats. "No!" She yowled.
"Now now Silverpool," a large tom with strong rippling muscles and brown fur said, "we are not meant to intervene."
"I don't care Branchstar!" She spat, "I'm going to anyway."
"Silverpool! We don't interfere!" Another cat stepped forward.
"I do!" Silverpool snapped. "She can't die! Foxpaw will be destroyed if she does!" As she spoke she gestured with her tail to the sparkling water. There they could see the outline of Foxpaw bent over Greyear's body. He was whispering softly to her, tears streaming down his face. "Please!" Begged Silverpool, "let me save her!"
"I agree with the silver one," a brown tom with darker patches mewed.
"Birdstar, you can't be serious?" Yellowclaw asked surpried.
"100% serious." He replied.
"Fine, let her go," agreed Branchstar.
"Thank you!" Gasped Silverpool. She dashed to the other side of the clearing and into the forest. There, Greayear was wandering towards the clearing. "Here, follow me," Silverpool gently mewed.
"Am I in Starclan?" Asked Greyear.
"Yes, but you aren't meant to be here."
"Why not?"
"Because you belong with Foxpaw. Turn around. Go back. He needs you."

Ok ok ok. I know. I just couldn't kill her! She is too important. Hope you enjoyed this special!
/Wolfi🐺