A ginger tabby shecat moved through the forest, her head bent down in deep thought. She moved her paws carefully and only brushed a bush when she found no other way around. She had been doing this for hours. She was lost in the labyrinth of her mind as she daydreamed about the future, past, and present. No sound nor movements entered her mind as the minutes turned to hours. Though time seemed to standstill, her paws lightly padded on the soft turf of the forest. Everything was still and only a slight breeze brought dampness and the sound of the rapids to her ears.
      The gorge. The gorge was deep, with fast flowing water, and a cold bite that would dig to your bones and stick there. Only when her paws hit stone did Firestorm raise her head and peer around. Her leaf green eyes glinted in the dim light and her fiery fur glowed dimly as the clouds wove around the sun. Firestorm pricked her ears and looked around. She had wondered far beyond what she had meant to and no cat seemed to be anywhere near the churning water. Though something did hit her ears. It was almost hidden in the crashing and pounding of the water below but the sound was of one she knew all too well. The wail of a terrified kit. Immediately Firestorm scanned the water below, then the cliff edge. A gray tuft of fur was stuck on a branch not to far away. She ran towards it and sniffed the fur.
Rouge. She looked over the edge and spotted it. The little gray kit was clinging to what was left of the ledge it had landed on. It wailed in fright. Firestorm felt her heart skip, it looked just like one of her dead kits! She shook her head.
Snap out of it, Firestorm! They're dead and they will never come back to you. She looked at the kit again. It was hanging only a thread away from death. She had to make a decision before it fell.
    Suddenly something cracked and all Firestorm knew was the she was tumbling, head over heel, but her claws caught true. She gripped the rock face and her back legs scrabbled against the loose stone. Firestorm felt the blood roar in her ears and her heart thump louder than the Rapids below. The kits wails still sliced through the air and as the seconds past it only grew more and more terrified.
     Firestorm looked down at the kit. It's gray fur was fluffed up and bright green eyes stared pleadingly up at her. The wails now became more desperate. Firestorm was torn. If she went to help it she would most certainly die, but if she tried to save herself, the kit would die.
     Firestorm squeezed her eyes shut and dug her claws deep in the rock. She couldn't let it die, she couldn't watch anymore cats die! She let go. Air met her and she slammed onto the tiny ledge where the kit wailed. Her claws scrambled for a hold, her eyes widened and she felt air beneath her back claws.
Come on! Clear your mind! She begged herself. After what felt like hours, she was able to stop scrambling and calm down a bit. She looked at the kit, who was starring at her with fearful eyes.
"It's alright little one." She said her voice quivering slightly. "Come here, I'm going to help." Another crack sounded and Firestorm clung desperately to the rock face.  The kit walked towards her carefully. Firestorm pulled herself up just a bit and grabbed the kit's scruff. It squealed a squirmed in her grip. Gently she began to climb. The sound of everything gone and only the kit's mewling was left. She struggled to climb. Her paws ached and her muscled felt like slush. She slowly got closer to the top. She slowly was losing every ounce of strength in her bones.
     Just as she reached the lip of the cliff the kit mewled. Firestorm brought the kit over the lip and placed her gently on the top.
"Run little one. Run home." She said before her claws broke away from the rock and fatigue filled her whole body. She was falling. Her mind wondered to her kits and her mate. All in star clan waiting for her. With a loud splash she fell into the water and the churning current pulled and tugged at her fur. Firestorm couldn't even move her legs. As the breath became short and water filled her lungs, Firestorm opened her eyes slightly.
Wait for me in star clan my kits...