Chapter 2! Yay me! Since spring break is here, I will have more free time to write the next chapters!

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CHAPTER 2:

"You'll have to tell Sunstar about this," Rosetail growled. Bluefur shrugged, not feeling in the mood to do anything but sleep. Why did Rosetail have to be so on top of everything?

I'm not your kit! Don't tell me what to do…

Bluefur flicked her tail, staring blankly at the forest.

Rosetail froze.

She pointed her pink-orange tail at the tuft of red fur on Bluefur's whiskers.

"Whose fur is that?" She asked.

"Oh- It's nothing! Just a piece of-"

"It smells like-" Rosetail leaned in, sniffing at the fluff in the blue she-cat's whiskers.

"-Riverclan… It's Oakheart's fur!" She exclaimed.

"I'm sure it's nothing..." Bluefur quickly flicked the tuft of Oakheart's fur off her whiskers with her tail.

"MmHm," Rosetail sarcastically agreed.

The two she-cats walked together to the ravine. Bluefur paused, peering over the edge. Rosetail faced her.

"You seem different..." She ventured, as she leaped down the first flight of stones.

Bluefur bounded down after her.

"Really? How?" The two warriors gracefully landed at the ground, almost perfectly synchronized.

"Well, you seem- Moony," Rosetail replied. Bluefur darted into the camp, Rosetail trailing after her.

"Don't be ridiculous! You've told me the same thing about a hundred times! I'm not a mousebrain, you know!" Bluefur snapped back. Bluefur sat at the entrance of the warrior's den as Rosetail sat in front of her. Bluefur looked down at her belly.

I want Oakheart to be here with me! Or I to be there with him… And our kits… Why does life have to be so unfair?!

Bluefur's unsheathed claws dug into the dusty camp floor.

"Duh, Bluefur! You're expecting kits!" Rosetail excitedly mewed.

A small gasp escaped Bluefur. White-eye padded up to Bluefur, RunningKit and Mousekit tumbling at her paws, tussling with each other.

"It's getting more obvious..." White-eye giggled. Bluefur turned away from the She-cats.

"Does Thrushpelt know?" Rosetail whispered in Bluefur's ear, Causing the Blue she-cat to stumble to her paws.

"Don't tell him!" She responded quickly. Rosetail and White-eye exchanged amused glances. Bluefur began to pad away, her tail swishing from side to side.

"You want to tell him on your own. We understand," White-eye called after Bluefur, but Bluefur didn't hear. The sun was setting, and Bluefur knew what she needed to do. Meet Oakheart at the river.

I can't tell anyone I'm leaving, but for sure I'll tell Sunstar… Bluefur quickly decided, knowing moonhigh was coming soon.

Bluefur waited outside Sunstar's den, scripting in her head how and what she was going to tell him.

"Sunstar! I need to talk. It's Bluefur,"

Sunstar appeared through the lichen.

"Of coarse," Sunstar beckoned Bluefur inside with his tail.

Bluefur settled, facing her leader directly.

"Sunstar..." She started. She carefully picked her words, trying to gently tell Sunstar what she was about to do. She nervously tucked her tail over her paws.

Here I go… This is for you Oakheart.

Before Bluefur could even began, the ginger leader interrupted.

"Are you here to tell me about your kits? Because I'm sure they'll be great warriors, just like their mother..."

Sunstar! Listen! Bluefur wanted to wail, but she bit her tongue, holding back her words and frustration.

"Sunstar," she repeated, this time her mew more firm.

Sunstar leaned in, his ears pricked.

"My kits… They won't be… Thunderclan kits..." Bluefur admitted, glancing down at her belly.

I want them to have a father…

"Bluefur?" The leader stood up, unaware of what Bluefur meant.

"I'm leaving Thunderclan… To join Riverclan..." Bluefur braced for Sunstar to get angry at her, but was surprised by his gentle mew.

"I was hoping you'd follow in my paw-steps, but I guess Starclan has a different path for you," he sighed, getting to his paws a padded forward to Bluefur.

"You're not mad?" Bluefur asked, relieved and surprised.

"I'm just disappointed..." He explained. He touched his nose to her head gently.

"Riverclan is lucky to have such a strong warrior join them. As for Thunderclan, we were lucky to have met such a strong, powerful she-cat like you..." Bluefur got to her paws.

"Well… I must get going now…" Bluefur pushed through the lichen, not looking back at Sunstar over her shoulder.

"May Starclan be with you and light your path..." he called after her in a whisper.

Bluefur took one final glance at her birth-clan's camp. There was no time for goodbyes since barely any cats were in camp. The moon casted a silver glow on Bluefur's pelt. Adderfang stood at the entrance of the camp, alertly guarding with his ears pricked and powerful front paws ready to swipe away any intruders.

"Where are you off to this late Bluefur?" Bluefur paused and looked at him.

"Going hunting this time of night?" He jokingly added.

Bluefur shrugged and resumed into the gorse tunnel, exiting the camp for the last time. She bounded up the ravine, sending rocks scattering to the ground. She let out a heavy sigh as she made it to the top.

I remember when I climbed up the ravine for the first time as a kit… She remembered. Bluefur turned around, looking back into the camp. She could see Sunstar's bright, orange, ginger pelt from where she stood, causing her to think back on that faithfull day she had become an apprentice. She turned to face the forest, Feeling the soft earth beneath her paws. Bluefur couldn't help but feel doubt weigh down her paw-steps as she padded through the Thunderclan forest for the last time.

Oakheart, you better make this worth it...