Hello everyone! Swiftrain here! This is my first fanfic, and depending on how much people like it depends on how many chapters there will be. I love doing "What If?"s and this going to be my first actual continued story. I know this has been done many times before, so don't hate on the fact that I'm doing "What If Bluestar Didn't Give Away Her Kits?". This is from Bluefur's point of view for this chapter. Thanks! With no further ado-
Introduction
"It is cold tonight. So cold, it could kill a kit...Why tonight?" Thought a bluish gray she-cat. She looked at the three bundles of fur in her nest. One light gray, one dark gray, and one white with a gray patch. "Oh why in Starclan did I promise to give my kits away... I don't have to be deputy..But I DO! Bluefur, you MUST stop Thistleclaw!" She debated in her head.
She thought and thought, all of the while licking the three bundles of fur. Suddenly, the she-cat had a vision of Four Trees, with her three kits, all warriors, waiting, watching, glaring at the ThunderClan warriors. She was standing at the top of a tall rock, with a light brown tabby tom.
"Crookedstar!" She shouted "Give up, or all four clans will be destroyed!" Crookedstar looked at her, sadly, and said
"StarClan has abandoned us. My three warriors are the only ones that can fix it. But for Stonepelt, Mistyfoot, and Mosspatch to full fill their prophecy, ThunderClan must be destroyed. I know we were friends when I was a warrior, Bluestar, but..."
The vision faded as Crookedstar yowled "RiverClan, attack!" It felt like ice shot through Bluefur. Of course! She would become leader if she gave her kits away, but they would destroy ThunderClan. But if Thistleclaw became the leader, surely bad things would happen. Bluefur wanted so badly to be a mother to her kits. "I can't give my kits away, Stonekit, Mosskit and Mistykit all need me! No one should blame me if I want to keep my kits." She decided she would talk to Oakheart at the next gathering. With that, she slowly faded into a light sleep.
Bluefur opened her eyes. She was in a meadow, with what seemed like endless trees and lush green hills around her.
"Where am I?" She wondered allowed, nervous. Many voices answered her, but in eerily perfect usion.
"You are in StarClan, visiting us in your dream." The voices said. "We have something to tell you." Bluestar was frightened. After all, didn't StarClan only talk to cats like Sunstar and Featherwhisker? Leaders and medicine cats?
"You have made the right and wrong choice about keeping your kits. You cannot have made the right one, as both paths face the wrath of different cats. We respect that you decided to keep your kits. Only time will tell if your kits will be safe: Even StarClan cannot see that far into the future, and there are many paths that can be taken. Do not worry about Mosskit, Stonekit and Mistykit. They will be safe as long as all of you make the right choices. That is all. Protect your kits well, Bluefur." Before the sight of the trees faded completely, the she-cat saw a glimmer of blue fur, like hers, and a flash of blue eyes.
"Protect them." She heard the two voices she had been longing to hear in moons. She saw a flash of white fur to accompany one of the two voices.
"Snowfur! Moonflower! I miss you so much..." Bluefur cried, and her voice cracked.
"You should not: It will only make you more sad and ignore those you love that are right in front of you. Mosskit, Stonekit, Mistykit, your closest friends, you still have them." Snowfur and Moonflower said brightly, with no regret.
"But...I-I thought you would be...mad." Bluefur stuttered. She was astonished. She had mourned every day, and now she was realizing that Snowfur and Moonflower were both safe and happy, and didn't want her to be sad anymore. Bluefur's head spun, because they wanted her to move on and live life to the fullest, until she could join them.
"I...understand now." She said, and suddenly felt calmness and happiness wash over her.
"Good." The voices said "Now go home." The forest completely vanished around her, and she fell, fell until-"Mewrow, mew mew!"
She heard her kits mewling pitifully for her and was very glad that they would grow up in ThunderClan. Maybe she would even be one of their mentors... and maybe the prophecy she had seen in her vision would never come true about her three half-clan kits.
Well, there is the intro! Hope you all like! If you have any suggestions and are an experienced writer, just leave it in the reviews. I love all feedback. Also, I don't know if I'm going to keep the original names from the books for Stonekit and Mistykit. I also don't know if I will use Mosspatch as a name for Mosskit, as seen in Bluefur's vision. Thanks again,
-Swiftrain
