Millie's Death

Part 6

Millie blinked open her eyes. Where was she? Everything was covered with a pale, silvery light. Am I in StarClan?

A tortoiseshell she-cat was standing in front of her. "You have died, Millwood," she meowed gravely. "The cats of StarClan will cast a vote to determine whether you'll go to StarClan or the Dark Forest."

Does this happen to every cat? Millie wondered.

"No," says the she-cat. "Only cats who broken the warrior code."

Well that's about every cat in ThunderClan, Millie thought.

Behind the tortoiseshell, an old, mangled dark-gray she-cat appeared. "My name is Yellofang, and I am a Guardian of StarClan" she rasped, "And I vote to send Millwood to the Dark Forest. When Graystripe dies, he will go to StarClan, because his only crime was loving too much." 

"Loving too much?!?," Millie hissed in outrage. "You know what? I'm done. Done with this whole voting decision, and done with the idea of StarClan as a whole! Yellowfang, how can you claim to be a head decision-maker in StarClan when you yourself have broken the warrior code countless times! You were a medicine cat, but you had kits! I haven't done anything wrong! I have never killed a cat, unlike Graystripe, who murdered me in front of everyone in ThunderClan!" 

The tortoiseshell ignored her, stating, "My name is Spottedleaf, and I vote for Millwood to go to the Dark Forest."

"Don't you dare call me that!" Millie hissed. "My name is too pure for your disgusting mouth to utter! That's it, I'm going to the Dark Forest! I'd rather spend an eternity in there with Tigerstar than spend one more second next to you two disgusting pieces of fox-dung!" 

And with that, Millie marched out of the star-soaked clearing, into the shadowy vegetation of the Dark Forest.