Mothwing guesses she shouldn't be surprised that twolegs have as many afterlives as cats do, but she is. She's never really thought of twolegs as being all that different from each other before. She's learning a lot today.

"So you're a dead warrior of VikingClan," she meows. "But you're not sure how you got here." She pads over to Magnus and gently prods at his foot, trying to see if he's a ghost, like the spirit of Bramblestar was when he was barred from StarClan, or if he's solid.