Forgiveness
Tigerclaw walked toward the ThunderClan border. He twitched back when he crossed but stopped and kept going.
He felt horrible that he had tried to kill Bluestar and had learned the error of his ways being a rouge. Tigerclaw had snuck from the rouge camp at midnight to rejoin the clans because of his love in ThunderClan. It wasn't Goldenflower, but Bluestar. I just hope my love can forgive me after what I've done. He winced at the thought that she might not and ran the rest of the way back home.
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Bluestar sat in her den, thinking about Tigerclaw. Oakheart had never been her true mate. Tigerclaw was the one who had caught her eye. When he had gotten his warrior ceremony they had gotten close. I half-wish he comes back. Bluestar thought sadly, knowing that his greed would overlap any feelings of love he might have for her.
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Tigerclaw batted at the young brown tabby. Dustpelt had sprung at him at the camp entrance. Tigerclaw tried his best not to hurt the young warrior but left a few accidental marks. When Dustpelt stopped to catch his breath, Tigerclaw flung through the brambles to camp, to home, to Bluestar.
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Bluestar heard yowling at the bramble entrance. She sprang from her nest and sprinted down the high rocks that lead to her den. To her surprise, Tigerclaw was there. He had knocked out most of the warriors with few scratches. Tigerclaw then ran to Bluestar's den, up the rocks. Bluestar unsheathed her claws, ready to hurt her beloved to save her clan
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Tigerclaw ran to his beloved. Pushing past Runningwind, the new deputy. He sprinted up the boulders to where Bluestar was staring at him.
"Bluestar", he panted, "Can I rejoin ThunderClan? Not as deputy, but as your mate?"
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Bluestar heard Tigerclaw say the words she had always wanted to hear from him.
"Yes Tigerclaw", she heard herself saying before she realized it, "I will be your mate and I forgive you."
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Hearing forgiveness come out of Bluestar's mouth made Tigerclaw leap with joy and love. He automatically pressed against Bluestar and purred.
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As Tigerclaw's fur pressed against Bluestar, she felt herself licking his head in love.
… moons later
Bluestar curled around her new kits. She and Tigerclaw had named them Mistkit, Nightkit, and Snowkit, after both their dead siblings. Life is better now, Bluestar thought, I am mates with Tigerclaw, and I have his kits.