When I died, my shadow decided they would take over…oh. Hi. I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Silver Whiskers, and I was drowned by my sister, Poppy Lily, not long ago. But my shadow wanted to get serious revenge on her. So, it did.

But I guess I should tell you what happened in the moments before my death.

My Tribe, the Tribe of Endless Stars, was battling near a gorge with the Tribe of Flowing Rivers. My sister had me cornered against the gorge. She was in the same Tribe as me, and yet she had grown cold.

“Poppy Lily!” I cried. “Why are you doing this? What did I do to make this happen?” She was crouching, ready to pounce.

I braced myself, and she leapt at me, sending both of us tumbling over the edge of the gorge. I could hear my Tribemates screaming as I hit the water. I took one last painful breath, and then let myself drown.