Hey, everyone. It's nice of you to drop in yet again. I've been thinking of how this story is going to go for a while, but I think I've figured it out. No, I won't give you any hints, which would spoil the fun and cause me not to have as many reviews. Anyways, as usual, I will post chapter by chapter daily until school starts and then I'll see what I can do.

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Chapter 5

Firepaw and Squirrelflight were walking in the woods together talking, Bluestar had given the apprentices the day off so they and their parents could go to the gathering later.

"So, Squirrelflight, I was just wondering, what leader in their right mind would give a cat a warrior name like flight?" Firepaw asked.

"The answer to that might surprise you," Squirrelflight told him.

"You're not going to give me any answers, are you?" Firepaw asked his daughter.

"I might, but in order for me to be born, you needn't be shocked to death," Squirrelflight joked.

"Do I love your mother?" Firepaw asked Squirrelflight.

"Do you mean now, or in my time?" Squirrelflight asked.

"Now," Firepaw confirmed.

"I am not so sure, but in the future you go far out of your way to protect her," Squirrelflight told him.

"I wish I knew who she was," Firepaw said wistfully.

"Don't you know?" Squirrelflight asked.

"No," Firepaw said.

Squirrelflight stopped walking and turned to face him. "Think, Firepaw. Really think. Who do you suspect?"

"Spottedleaf," he admitted.

"Why?" Squirrelflight asked.

"Because I think I love her," Firepaw confessed.

"Think harder," Squirrelflight commanded. "Think about me."

A sole image popped into Firepaw's head. Sandpaw. But, could it be? She was spunky and outspoken like Squirrelflight, but he just couldn't picture it.

"Well," Squirrelflight asked.

"I can only think of one cat," Firepaw confessed. "But she can't be the right one."

"Love always finds a way," Squirrelflight smiled. "I know I felt the same about Brambleclaw at first. But eventually, circumstances that I can't mention at the moment brought us together, and we fell in love. Yeah, we fought, and we broke up for a bit, I thought I loved this other tom, but eventually love found a way."

"Are you telling me that this cat is your mother?" Firepaw asked.

"I'm telling you too keep your chin up, and your eyes open. Love will find a way," Squirrelflight told him gently.

LATER:

Leafpool had just left the medicine den after talking to Spottedleaf. She was growing quite fond of the cat and visited her often. She was planning to go to the nursery to see Frostfur and young Cinderpelt, at that point in time, Cinderkit.

On the way she met up with Dustpaw. "Hi, Leafpool," he greeted her sadly.

"Are you okay, Dustpaw? Since we came here, you've been nothing but smiles. Are you ill?" Leafpool asked, concerned.

"I was so sure, how could it not be true?" Dustpaw asked half to himself.

"You were so sure about what?" Leafpool asked, sort of already knowing.

"Squirrelflight told me that you're not my kit. Is that true?" Dustpaw asked.

"Yes, it is true, I am not yours," Leafpool told him.

"But how could we look so much alike?" Dustpaw asked.

"My father's sister is a tabby, I think I may have gotten it from her," Leafpool guessed.

"What's your father's sister's name?" Dustpaw asked.

"If I told you, you'd know who my father is," Leafpool said and continued walking toward the nursery.

"I knew it," Bluestar said, walking up to Leafpool.

"You knew what?" Leafpool asked nervously.

"I knew who your father was; ever since I first met you I had a feeling that you were his," Bluestar smirked.

"Who are you talking about?" Leafpool asked, playing dumb.

"You know very well who," Bluestar said.

"Then who is it?" Leafpool asked.

Bluestar lowered her voice, "It's Dustpaw."

"How'd you come to think that?" Leafpool asked.

"Well you look exactly like him," Bluestar said.

"But if that were true, why is my character not like either Sandpaw or Dustpaw?" Leafpool asked cleverly.

"Yes, and that is why Firepaw is your father," Bluestar said with a toothy grin.

"What makes you think that?" Leafpool asked.

"Squirrelflight acts like an exact copy of your mother, and you would need a father like him to be the way you are," Bluestar said.

"What if Squirrelflight's a half sibling?" Leafpool asked.

"So you admit it!" Bluestar exclaimed, causing cats to look over to them.

"I've let my mouth slip too much. I will now go to see my mentor," Leafpool said, heading toward the nursery.

Slipping inside the warm nursery (finally), Leafpool drank in the warm milky scent.

"Hello, Leafpool," Goldenflower said, waking up from a nap.

"Hi, Goldenflower, how are you?" Leafpool asked.

"Very good, I just have been having the worst time thinking of names for kits," Goldenflower confessed. "I was thinking, for a she-cat, I'd name her Bramblekit, and for a tom, I'd name him Tawnykit. What do you think?"

"You might want to switch that around, Goldenflower. And, if you have a she-cat, keep a very close eye on her," Leafpool advised.

"Oh, I don't think I need to worry about these kits, Tigerclaw's their father," Goldenflower boasted.

"If you say so," Leafpool said, continuing her walk toward Frostfur and her kits.

"Hi, Leafpool," Frostfur greeted softly. She had just kitted a new litter, and was quietly suckling them.

"Hey, Frostfur," Leafpool said in a hushed tone. "Are these Brakenkit and Cinderkit?"

"I hadn't thought of names, but those are great!" Frostfur exclaimed.

"Oh, but I know those are their names, they're mentored by my um, friend's father and his best friend," Leafpool told her.

"So, you are a friend to one of these?" Frostfur asked, indicating her kits.

"Well, Brakenkit is my good friend Sorreltail's mate. They have beautiful kits. And Cinderkit," Leafpool nosed Cinderkit, "was my mentor."

"She was?" Frostfur asked. "I'm honored. My daughter's a medicine cat!"

Leafpool sat down beside Frostfur and started grooming Cinderkit gently. "This little kit taught me everything I know," she murmured.

"Again, I am honored. It's a wonder a she-cat like you is related to your mother," Frostfur said, stroking Brakenkit.

"I take after my father," Leafpool told her.

"Dustpaw, right?" Frostfur asked.

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Hey, everyone, I hope you liked the chapter. There's not much romance gaga in this one, it's more informational, but I just felt like writing it like that.

With all due respect, Firestar's Gal