Intro
A shadow fell over Bluefur. "This is not part of the prophecy," Goosefeather hissed. "Fire must burn without bonds."
Bluefur stood up and faced him. "The prophecy can wait. My kits need me now."
"What about your Clan?" Goosefeather gazed across the clearing at Thistleclaw. His coat was ridged with snow as he tried to coax Redpaw to reach higher with swiping forepaws. "Stretch your claws!" He snapped. "You won't be fighting mice." Bluefur sighed again. That tom would push any cat if it meant that he got to teach them to fight and show Sunstar that he was a loyal warrior who deserved to be deputy.
He was brave and determind. But also ambitious and Bluefur couldn't forget the vision of his body soaked in blood. No. She loved her kits too much.
Bluefur shook her head. "What can I do?"
"The kits have a father don't they?"
She sighed and turned away. "It's not that simple." She muttered and flicked her tail across his ear.
"The Clan needs you more." Goosefeather pressed on.
Her ear flicked. Thistleclaw's Ambition is to become leader. So what harm could he do when it was fulfilled?
Sorry it's short but hey! It's an intro!