From the Beginning
Bluefur stepped delicately into the huge clearing as a warrior for the first time. Fourtrees no longer looked frightening, as it did when she was an apprentice, and she could now pick out individual cat scents, instead of just their Clans. She nodded respectfully to Crookedstar, RiverClan's new leader, and padded to greet cats she knew in his Clan.
"Good evening, Leopardpaw," she meowed to her friend from apprenticeship. "How's the prey running in RiverClan?"
"Good, and I'm Leopardfur now," replied the spotted golden she-cat. "Crookedstar made me a warrior a quarter moon ago,"
Meowing congratulations, Bluefur glanced around upon feeling a flick on her shoulder.
"Hello, there," meowed a reddish brown tom. "Are you ThunderClan's newest warrior?"
Surprised, Bluefur nodded and told the handsome tom her name. "Might I ask who you are?"
"I'm Oakheart," he replied simply. He turned and flicked his tail for her to follow him. "I'd like to get to know you before the meeting begins,"
Still a little confused, Bluefur meowed good bye to Leopardfur and padded after the gorgeous tom.
Five moons later
"Oakheart!" Bluefur called. She waited as the brown tom bounded over to her and licked her cheek. She purred as he rubbed his muzzle on hers. "I missed you," she meowed.
Oakheart said nothing, but purred back at her.
Bluefur knew that what she was doing was wrong, but how could she resist when she felt so strongly for this RiverClan warrior? "Oakheart," she meowed hesitantly. "I'm going to have kits,"
Oakheart pulled away and looked into her eyes, knowing what she meant. "What will you do?"
"I don't know," Bluefur admitted. "If I don't want to say who the father is, that is my choice,"
The mates sat for a while, looking at nothing in particular, until Bluefur meowed, "Can you take them?"
"What do you mean?" asked Oakheart, puzzled.
"The kits are three moons old now," she explained. "Can you take them into RiverClan?"
Oakheart hesitated. "Why?" he asked finally.
"Because I need to be all I can be for my Clan," Bluefur answered. "And I can't do that if I'm a nursing queen,"
Her mate hesitated again. "Okay," he meowed. Bluefur let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. "I'll do it. I'll bring our kits to RiverClan,"