Wildpaw's Alteration

(This is a one-on-two RP between me, Mew, and sheyna. ^^ It's also is a sneak peek at Wildpaw's death.)
Wildpaw whipped around. Three badgers entered camp! They lumbered toward the clan cats, and they leapt into battle. Wildpaw grinned evilly as the largest approached him. He leapt at it's face. It reared up and roared and Wildpaw slashed at it. The badger suddenly brought a paw down on Wildpaw's back. The last thing he heard was the crack of his spine shattering, and everything faded.
Suddenly, he was standing normally, and all his wound had been healed, aside from three long scars on his back where the badger's claws had scraped him. He was standing in a misty foresy, and starry figures began to emerge from the shadows.
(You're turn, sheyna or Mew. ^^)

Bloodmoon quietly walked forward to stand in front of Wildpaw. His ginger pelt glittered with stars. "Hey, kid."

Wildpaw's eyes widened. "Where am I? Is this... StarClan?!" He realized this must be true, because he reconized a few other dead cats, like Sunfur and Icestar, who had been Med.cat and leader when he was a kit. "I'm dead?!"

(Then I'll use Echohawk. She was a warrior of Flameclan who started out as a medicine cat apprentice. She's really shy and kind)

A soft, misty gray she-cat with green eyes padded over, standing beside Bloodmoon, her pelt glittering with starlight. "Wildpaw. Welcome." Her gaze flickered back to the other cats appraoching, cats from all clans. "Yes...This is Starclan."

Bloodmoon nodded. "Unfortunately, you let that badger get the best of you," he meowed quietly. And Stormblaze is going to have a fit.

Wildpaw growled. "Get the best of ME?? It was a lucky shot!" He glared at the misty-gray she-cat. "And who in the name of StarClan are YOU?"

The she-cat seemed a bit hurt, but ignored the feeling. "Echohawk's the name. I know a was once a Flameclan cat, but my path was to be a medicine cat and when I strayed from that path, it led to my end. Each cat strays from their own path, but its up to the others around to either guide us back to that path, or draws us away from it." Her eyes darkened as she remembered her own death, how she was pinned down and her sister ignored her cries."

"Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?!" Wildpaw snarled.

Bloodmoon sighed, starting to get impatient. "Whether it was a lucky shot or not, you're dead. And even in Starclan, you must respect your elders. That includes Echohawk and I."

Echohawk shook her head and mewed,"I am not scolding nor trying to confuse you. I am only stating the truth. Common sense. It is up to others around whether you die or live. My sister had the choice to save, but she didn't. That badger you fought had the choice to hunt you or something else. It could have found a nice rabbit or shrew, but it instead chose to try you and your sister. We cannot control our own fates nor change them." Her green eyes glittered softly with remorse.

Wildpaw glared at the both of them. "Well, then... what do you want?"

"You," Bloodmoon meowed flatly, "need to learn to have a more pleasant attitude."

"WhatTheFoxDung?!?" Wildpaw retorted.

Bloodmoon shook his head. "What's that for?"

Echohawk backed up a step, slightly surprised and threatened by the young tom's attitude.

"What the fox dung is wrong with my attitude??" Wildpaw meowed.

(Lol, I'm gonna have to remember that retort. XD)

Bloodmoon stared at him for a moment. "You'd know if you actually listened to yourself. Too much anger. Too cold towards others, no regard for their feelings." He glanced at Echohawk as he spoke his last sentence.

All of a sudden, a large white tom walked past, hitting Wildpaw in the face as he snarled,"Watch your tongue, kit." It was Icestar, disappearing in a crowd of starry cats.

Echohawk suppressed a small chuckle.

(Yes, I had to do that! XD Brief funny moment)

Wildpaw heard himself speaking harsh words to Bloodmoon and Echohawk inside his head. After Icestar hit his face, he jumped back and fluffed his brown and gray fur up. "What are you trying to do with me?!?"

(Lolz!)

(XD Nice.)

"I thought I just told you," Bloodmoon huffed in exasperation.

(My turn to spice it up a little. )
"STOP TRYING TO CHANGE ME! CUZ I'M AMAZING-- JUST THE WAY I AM!!!" Wildpaw screeched a little dramaticly.

"Did I mention you have too much self confidence and pride?" Bloodmoon mused.

Echohawk shrugged, murmuring into Bloodmoon's ear,"Ehh, he's not as bad as Petalpaw, I hear."

"I DON'T HAVE TOO MUCH PRIDE... I AM PRIDE!!!" Wildpaw yowled, unsheathing his claws.

Bloodmoon shrugged. "Well, we won't have to worry about dealing with her for a bit, hopefully." He turned his gaze back to Wildpaw, and his amber eyes glimmered faintly with amusement. "You know you can't really do anything to us with those claws, right?"