My story: New in StarClan

[moonstar]

( Tiger told me we can type stories here, so here is mine. Can you please not reply to it, if thats alright with you Tiger, that no one can reply to someones story?)

A pale brown cat ran through the unknown territoy. She remembered battling a gray ShadowClan tom, then being scratched on her belly. She had been expecting kits when there was a raid. She was helping guard the nursery with another ThunderClan queen, then being slashed on the belly. She stopped in front of a large tree. it looked like the tree bye the training hollow that the Twolegs had cut down.
She then noticed two kits running beside her. They looked up at her. " Who are you?" They asked. They had no idea the conection thye would learn they had. The gray cat shrugged and let them run with her. They ran untill they came to a large lake.
" Welcome to StarClan, Dawnpelt, mate of Sunstar, death right after yours. Welcome to StarClan, Dawnpelts nameless kits. Dawnpelt, Cloudseed, your mates deputy and best friend, is now Cloudstar, we will see him soon."
Dawnpelt couldnt believe it. She was dead!

[(¯`•Tiger•._)]

(It's fine, a story is there to read, not reply to, unless people want to give comments...)

[moonstar]

The cat noded and stepped back, behind him was the only thing that Dawnpelt wanted to see. It was her mate, Sunstar, was standing behind the cat. She ran up to him and licked his ear. " How did you get here so fast?"
Sunstar looked at his mate. Then he looked to his kits. " If you are a leader, you end up here when you die. When you are a deputy, you end up about fifteen foxlengths away. If you are a Medicine Cat, you end up a few tail-lengths away. A warrior will end up one tail-length away from a deputy. An apprentice, a tail-length from a warrior. A queen, at the StarClan nursery. A born kit, not too far from here, and a non-born kit, with its mother." He smiled at the knowledge he had recieved after his death.
A she-cat came up to them. Dawnpelt sighed, it was her sister, Lightiningheart. She ran up to her and breathed in her warm scent, though it had a tinge of death.
" Your kits must be named." Lightningheart looked at the kits, then to the cat that had greeted Dawnpelt. They began to smother each other in licks.
He looked at the two kits, pondering for what seemed to be moons. He then looked into the clear lake beside him. " Your leader would have named them...Foxkit and Flashkit. Ok... All kits risen to StarClan come forth! This cat has died, her name is Dwanpelt." He touched her pelt, her scent gained a tinge of death. Little did she know she also gained StarClan powers. " I have given you death scent and StarClan powers. She died expecting kits. This kit... will be named Foxkit! The other will be named... Flashkit!"