Hello again! Just so you know, the Fast Running tribe is the old WindClan by the lake, the Sneaking Tree Climbing tribe is the ancient ShadowClan, SkyClan, and ThunderClan, and Swimming Fish tribe is ancient or old RiverClan.

… The Ancients time period.

Life #1

Cindering Ashes padded back to the Fast Running tribe camp with a plump shrew in her mouth. She was happy to be in that tribe, even though she had injured her back leg by getting into a horrible flood during her time trying to become a sharpclaw. It was now considered useless. The injury made it so her wait to become a sharpclaw was much longer. She was still called a softpaw.

Cindering Ashes still hated Rock for thinking that she wouldn't survive, he was wrong. She had pulled herself out of the raging water, and dragged her injured leg toward the speck of light. When she had recovered, Cindering Ashes went back down to confront the surprised old cat. Because of him, she would probably never be a sharpclaw.

Her friends had welcomed her back with welcoming faces. But she knew that when she looked away, they flashed her looks of hatred. Cindering Ashes had always known that her parents thought she was replaceable. They'd had more kits and payed attention to them, not her. Her siblings were scared of her and usually ran to Comfortable Fern, their(and her) mother, who scolded Cindering Ashes for being to rough with her preciouses, or Earsplitting Yowl, their(and her) father, who was the leader and banished Cindering Ashes for a day for being mean to kits.

But still, she liked being a Fast Runner more than she would swimming with the Swimming Fish tribe or climbing trees in the Sneaking Tree Climbing tribe.

All of a sudden, Cindering Ashes collapsed to the ground. Her heart was pounding and her leg was throbbing. She yowled and writhed with agony. Her body started shaking, then it stopped. Blackness filled the sight before her and everything disappeared.

She had a heart attack and a seizure with a case of depression mixed in there that killed her.