Yellowfang stepped up to me and we touched noses. "With this life I give you wisdom. Know that StarClan watches over you, and is on your side." I felt peaceful. I had not expected such peace on my first life.

"Thank you, Yellowfang. For everything," I meowed. She dipped her head, then turned back to the stars.

A mostly-faded tortoise-shell-and-white she-cat smelling of herbs stepped up. "Skyfern!" I gasped. "You're Spottedleaf?"

"Yes. Though my spirit lives in ThunderClan, part of it still lives here within the stars." She pressed her nose against mine and announced a bit softly, "With this life I give you compassion. Everyone deserves a second chance. Think of your opponent before choosing your battles." At this life, my body shook with pain. I felt weak. Even my fur throbbed. I felt small and hungry, carrying a dead badger on my shoulders. I saw the eyes of my clan rested upon me, full of fear and hopelessness.

Bluestar padded up to give me my third life. "With this life I give you courage." She lowered her voice. "Have strength, for you will need this life."

After the pain ended, Owlkit bounded up to me. "I'm so sorry, Owlkit," I whispered.

"Don't worry. StarClan let me choose a name. I'm Owlheart now." I had to lean down to touch her nose. "With this life I give you trust. Use it when your clan needs it most." I didn't feel excruciating pain at this life, but I saw fire flare in the corner of my eye. I felt sick as if greencough had struck the camp. An unidentifiable cat appeared in my vision, carrying something in their mouth.

Crookedstar came up to give me my fifth life. "With this life I give you praise. Know the value of your clan, friends, and yourself, and never give up." I felt a quick spark of pain, shaking me to the ground, and then a rush of hope and strength surging through me.

Sunfur was also mostly-faded. She touched her nose to mine and meowed, "With this life I give you hope. Use it well, for there will be times when you need it most." I had a vision that I was running through complete darkness. I was afraid I'd trip over a rock. A light shown in front of me. That's hope! I thought.

I saw my mother in front of me again. "Thank you. You had given me a life here, one where I was most happy." I meowed.

Wormpelt was next. I was surprised to find he was mostly-faded as well. "Don't give up, brother. Curltail will strike again." We touched noses. "With this life I give you strength. Use it well in caring for yourself, your clan, and anyone else who truly needs it." I felt so weak. I could move. I felt my head throb and my heart pump. Slowly, I was able to regain my strength. "Have faith, Rabbitstorm," Wormpelt meowed.

"Lightningstrike!"

"Hello, son. You've made me very proud to call you that. With this life I give you loyalty. Obey the code, but when your heart tells you something, follow it." My instincts flared within me and I felt overwhelmed with anxiety. "Remember me, Rabbitstorm. I will always be your father."

The last cat to walk up was mostly faded as well. "Welcome Rabbitstorm. You should still know I am proud to be your brother."

"Thank you, Mossstar," I meowed. I braced myself as we touched noses.

"You will find this life soon enough. With this life I give you the traits of fire. Be loyal, caring, and brave in this new life to come." I expected fire to burn me, but nothing happened.

"Rabbitstar," Mossstar meowed.

"Rabbitstar! Rabbitstar! Rabbitstar!" StarClan chanted. I flinched as they burst into flames and disappeared. Blackness clouded my eyes.

"We will meet again," I heard Mossstar whisper. "Be strong, and someday, you will be my leader."