It's me again! Thank you and welcome aboard to my new readers: Sparkheart of ThunderClan, Wilder123, and LarkspiritofForestClan! I appreciate your support. This story marks the second reincarnation, (but the first chronologically) and by popular demand, that cat is…. READ AND FIND OUT! This chapter might have one suggestive area.
Firestar watched the she-cat leave and went back to his thinking. In actuality, he was thinking about Greystripe. The tom in question was sharing a vole with his new mate, Millie. While it made him feel good that his friend was moving on, he couldn't help but wondering how the kittypet had found her way into his heart. Greystripe had loved Silverstream more than anything, and something inside Firestar's friend had died along with the RiverClan she-cat. His care for her had been strong enough to drive him to join another Clan, even. The ThunderClan leader just couldn't imagine Greystripe loving anyone else as much. Then how come he did just that with Millie?
FLASHBACK
"So you're saying I could just go back and try again? No more pain, no more secrecy?" the silver tabby meowed. Dapplepelt nodded. "That's exactly what I'm saying." Without question, the RiverClan cat leapt to her feet and nodded. "I would give anything to start over! I had so many dreams, ambitions- I had a future ahead of me." She blinked back a tear, then continued. "I can have them now." The medicine cats dipped their heads in acknowledgement. "All you have to do is jump in." The she-cat nodded, and without further ado, hit the water. After the water cleared, Mothflight gasped as an image took place in the pool. The other cats followed her gaze and had similar reactions. "No, no, no, this wasn't supposed to happen!" Dapplepelt grimly flicked her tail. "We have made a mistake." Pebbleheart shook his head and make a disapproving sound. "You should have foreseen this," he mewed. "You should've known you didn't have much control over the reincarnated cat's birth! I mean, look what happened to Tawnyspots! A complete gender change! We're lucky something that dire didn't happen here." Risingfur rose to her feet and spoke. "Quit quarreling like a bunch of quails! What's done is done; if we have sentenced Silverstream to a kittypet's life, then so be it."
FLASHFORWARD
Millie snacked placidly on the tuna in her food bowl and looked out the window. The Twolegs next door were carrying a cage into their nest. Glancing at her housefolk, fast asleep on their couch, she trotted out the cat-flap to get a closer look. From her vantage point behind the azalea bush, she saw inside a gray tom, who seemed to be fighting with all his might to escape, yowling like he was run over by a monster. The silver she-cat blinked and got a closer look at her new neighbor. He was kind of handsome actually. Then she snapped out of it. As if she would ever be with a savage like that. Then, her housefolk's call rang in her ears. "Millie!" She pranced back inside, thinking about how pretty her name was. Much better than the name her mother had given her, Silver.
PRESENT DAY
Jayfeather seemed to freeze. His voice was quiet, but scarier than if he had roared. "What did you just say?" His eyes seemed to burn through Cinderheart's very soul. "Um- I- uh-" she stammered helplessly. Jayfeather pounced on her, rage in his cold, blind stare. "How the fox-dung do you know about that?" Cinderheart screamed and struggled, but his hold was stronger than you would think from a medicine cat. All of a sudden, the brambles parted and Lionblaze entered the den. "Hey Jayfeather, guess what I-?" the golden tom stopped dead in his tracks. "Holy- !" The gray tom cut his brother off. "You have some explaining to do, lover boy!" the blind cat snarled. The warrior's eyes were about twice as wide. "I'm the lover boy? What exactly do you think you're doing, then?" Jayfeather looked down and saw the way he was holding Cinderheart. He immediately let go of her, his cheeks turning red as Squirrelflight's. Cinderheart gasped for air and quickly sputtered out, "Lionblaze, it's not what it looks like!" Jayfeather managed to somewhat get his anger under control. "I thought we agreed not to tell ANYONE else about the prophecy!" The golden tom cringed and gave a guilty sort of grin. "Oops?"
Silverstream deserves it, and this helps me think a lot more highly of Millie. For those of you who can guess what happened to Tawnyspots and are making O.o faces, deal with it. I absolutely love the alliteration at the end of the second paragraph. And sorry for all the confusing time-travel. The ballots are still open, but it looks like Team Lion is winning by a longshot! Come on, show Jay some love! Until next time, Leopardfire97 is out!
