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Okay, guys. I made this with the DeviantART program, and it's a pic of Whitestorm sometime after he died, and joined StarClan. I MADE THIS UP! The story below shows him coming to his imaginary daughter Fawnpaw, who is a medicine-cat apprentice. He explains who he is to her, her father. AGAIN, THIS IS MADE UP!!

"Hello young one. Do you know who I am?"
The apprentice looked up, only to see a bright white muscular tom standing before her. His fur and whiskers were glittered with starlight, and his white pelt glowed in the darkness around them. The backround was dotted with stars, yellow, light blue, white, and silver.
"I'm so sorry... I do not recognize you, but you have ThunderClan scent." the apprentice replied, nervous that the tom would be angry for not knowing who he was. But when she looked up, she only saw softness in the tom's yellow eyes.
"Do not be afraid, youngster. I didn't expect you to remember me, after all, it has been a long time since my death. My name is Whitestorm. I helped your leader Firestar in battle when he was called Fireheart, and-"
"-And you were killed by Bone! Yes, I remember you now. Wow, that Bone must have been the strongest cat in the forest to defeat you!" the apprentice exclaimed, and Whitestorm twitched his whiskers in amusement. "I have heard the tale many times before. But... but why have you come to me?"
Whitestorm chuckled. "You are a medicine-cat apprentice, aren't you young one?! You are to recieve special words from StarClan nearly every time your eyes flutter shut! But why did I come to you? Haha, you must not know! I am your father, Fawnpaw. Your mother Willowpelt was suckling you when I died."
"Wow! I thought that Patchpelt was my father!" Fawnpaw almost yowled. Whitestorm smiled warmly at her.
"Well, now you know. I have not brought you any sign, not this time. I just came to alert you who I am." Whitestorm mewed, still laughing a little. "But this will not be the last time you see me, small one. I will always be with you, watching over you. I will see you again soon in another dream. Meanwhile, dawn is coming, and your mentor won't wait all of green-leaf for you. Good-bye, Fawnpaw." His pink nose touched hers, and to her surprise he was ice-cold, but comforting too.
"Good-bye, Whitestorm." Fawnpaw meowed back, and he was gone, like a white wind, vanished in the stars.

Description
Okay, guys. I made this with the DeviantART program, and it's a pic of Whitestorm sometime after he died, and joined StarClan. I MADE THIS UP! The story below shows him coming to his imaginary daughter Fawnpaw, who is a medicine-cat apprentice. He explains who he is to her, her father. AGAIN, THIS IS MADE UP!!

"Hello young one. Do you know who I am?"
The apprentice looked up, only to see a bright white muscular tom standing before her. His fur and whiskers were glittered with starlight, and his white pelt glowed in the darkness around them. The backround was dotted with stars, yellow, light blue, white, and silver.
"I'm so sorry... I do not recognize you, but you have ThunderClan scent." the apprentice replied, nervous that the tom would be angry for not knowing who he was. But when she looked up, she only saw softness in the tom's yellow eyes.
"Do not be afraid, youngster. I didn't expect you to remember me, after all, it has been a long time since my death. My name is Whitestorm. I helped your leader Firestar in battle when he was called Fireheart, and-"
"-And you were killed by Bone! Yes, I remember you now. Wow, that Bone must have been the strongest cat in the forest to defeat you!" the apprentice exclaimed, and Whitestorm twitched his whiskers in amusement. "I have heard the tale many times before. But... but why have you come to me?"
Whitestorm chuckled. "You are a medicine-cat apprentice, aren't you young one?! You are to recieve special words from StarClan nearly every time your eyes flutter shut! But why did I come to you? Haha, you must not know! I am your father, Fawnpaw. Your mother Willowpelt was suckling you when I died."
"Wow! I thought that Patchpelt was my father!" Fawnpaw almost yowled. Whitestorm smiled warmly at her.
"Well, now you know. I have not brought you any sign, not this time. I just came to alert you who I am." Whitestorm mewed, still laughing a little. "But this will not be the last time you see me, small one. I will always be with you, watching over you. I will see you again soon in another dream. Meanwhile, dawn is coming, and your mentor won't wait all of green-leaf for you. Good-bye, Fawnpaw." His pink nose touched hers, and to her surprise he was ice-cold, but comforting too.
"Good-bye, Whitestorm." Fawnpaw meowed back, and he was gone, like a white wind, vanished in the stars.