"Freedom. Heaven is freedom. It's a place you'll never be unhappy again; no tears, anger, sadness- it's also the place we can hunt infinite amounts of voles, rabbits, and more. We get to look down upon our generations, and when you die, I'll be waiting in StarClan for you, as well s your mother." She purred.
"Royal? Echo says we shouldn't die. Why shouldn't we, Royal? Heaven sounds pretty," Windy said. Royalheart tucked his tail around the kit and paternally brought him to his side.
"Windy, heaven is a beautiful place. But so is the world we live in. We were born for a purpose and a will to live. We're all here for a reason, but each cat must discover their reason. You will find yours someday."
Lightpaw glanced up, only to see a small white speck fall on her nose. "Wow..." She purred as more and more continued to fall, dappling the earth's centered ground. "Hey, everyone!" She then yowled. "Look, it's snow!"
Echolight turned to peer up at the sky. Lightpaw had been right, indeed! She chuckled, letting out a purr of amusement. Finally, the first snow had come.
Lightpaw batted at each flake, allowing the cold nurishment to dapple her pelt. She began giggling, not wishing this frosty weather to end. Then, she caught sight of two apprentices; Pebblepaw and Ripplepaw. "Hey, guys!" She called with a kind smile. "Mind if I play with you? I mean- that sounds silly, but it makes it more fun in this weather!"