Smallsplash padded out of camp, hoping to hunt. He figured he would at least catch a thrush, possibly a shrew. He padded toward the abandoned cougar den, the top looming over his head. He would just leap on the rocks next to it, and maybe those would lead on top of the den. He nodded in agreement, then crouched down, waving his tail back and forth before leaping up onto the closest rock. His paw slipped, but he jerked it back fast enough to keep it from getting lodged in the rocks. He shivered at the thought of getting stuck in those, knowing snakes probably kept there dens inside them. He twitched his ears, classifying the rocks as slippery. He crouched down again, leaping up onto what he saw as the largest rock there was out of all these boulders. His leap was off balance. He reached out with his front paw, looking down at the large crack below him. He swallowed, his mouth opening and his eyes wide in terror. He clawed at the rock helplessly, then let out a wail as he plummeted into the crack below. Thankfully, only his left back leg was wedged in between the two rocks. He let out a sigh of relief, trying to wriggle his leg free. _Huh?_ He narrowed his eyes, looking down at his leg. The wriggling turned into jerking, and he screeched as he did so. He needed help! He looked down at his leg, then stopped. He let out a sigh. _So... what now?_

Smallsplash looked down at his leg wincing in pain. Blood seeped out of in between the two rocks, and he could only see half of his leg. Throbbing pain ached in his leg, and he whimpered. He looked up, the bright sun gazing down at him with intense heat. He looked for shape. The tall rocks above loomed over him menacingly, tempted to suffocate him. He imagined being stuck in those rocks for life, in which would only last a few days. He had dreams too! Like of getting bigger... of being respected... he sighed, then looked down at his worthless disgusting leg. He yanked it again. And again. And again. But it didn't budge. He let go of the rocks he had been holding on to with his paws, falling to the sandy ground with a thump, his leg stretched upwards, still stuck in between the two rocks. He grimaced in pain, but quickly got over it. It was completely dark down here. The large rocks provided him much too shade. He was thirsty. He was hungry. He was a lone. And StarClan knew how long he would be down there... and what other shadow crawlers accompanied him. This sent shivers up his spine and he imagined glowing red eyes appearing in the depts of the darkness.

Smallsplash swallowed. All sense of feeling in his leg was gone. His heart pounded and just the sound of it echoed through the cavern he was lost and stuck in. He looked at his ugly twisted dark grey leg, which had turned very light grey. The hair around his leg had fallen off, and the blood had stopped seeping through. He looked around for something to cut him loose, but saw nothing. I'm going to die. He thought truthfully. The looked up at the sky. I'll be joining you soon, Lichenheart. I can't wait to spend time with Raggedpaw again, just like the old days. And I'll finally get to see you mom, instead of imagining you in my mind. He took a deep soft breath, allowing the tears to pour out of his eyes. Honeykit will have to find someone else to play with... He closed his eyes, but when he opened them, two starry cats appeared in front of him. "You're coming to take me away, aren't you?" He whispered softly, his heart beat quickening. "No, Smallsplash. It is not your time to die." The larger starry cat spoke. "You may loose something you love, but your spirit will always be alive." The second cat, Raggedpaw, obliged. Lichenheart and Raggedpaw closed their eyes, then both touched their forehead's to Smallsplash's, then disappeared. Smallsplash opened his eyes, his breath shallow but his breathing fast and quick. He took in a deep breath, then looked at his leg, painfully. It's the only way out.