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*suddenly sees reader, drops everything, and turns around*
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I can't believe how much I failed on my part by posting these chapters here!
I hope you guys are still reading! D:
"Brightfur!"
The silver she-cat looked up from her nest, yawning. It had been several sunrises since the day she had told Darkstar about Drizzlestorm, and she was worried sick but tried not to show it. Brightfur tried to dwell in the present and not malinger in the past.
"Whowhatwhere?" she yawned, getting up.
Ebonyflight appeared, looking as cheerful as ever. Her amber eyes glinted mischievously as she leapt up and down. "We're on border patrol!"
Brightfur sighed and padded out into the clearing. "Coming."
Maplestep and Eagletalon were talking outside, and then both turned to look at Brightfur as she approached. She managed a small smile, and Eagletalon smiled back, but winced as his injured paw hit the ground. It had only recovered two sunrises ago, and he was still favoring it.
"We're patrolling the MistClan border," Maplestep meowed, getting to her paws. Her ginger and white fur flashed in the small amount of sunlight and walking out of the camp entrance. Ebonyflight bounced after her, and Eagletalon slowed down to wait for Brightfur, who smiled as they padded along.
"We won't have to worry about an ambush on this border," the tom mused, and Brightfur shuddered as she imagined the grey night when Foxgaze was coldly murdered. She nodded.
"MistClan is actually quite friendly." Her silver tail flicked under his chin, and he laughed, pushing it away.
"I know, I know," Eagletalon smiled, before sighing and walking a little bit faster. Brightfur had to jog to catch up, her pine green eyes wide at the brown tom's sudden speed burst.
"Why do you think Drizzlestorm left?" he suddenly asked her, turning around.
Brightfur blinked. "Pardon?" she asked, slightly confused by the request.
"Why do you think Drizzlestorm left? Is she unhappy here? What does MoonClan—" he gestured at his hurt paw and rolled his eyes "—have to offer that we don't?"
Brightfur sighed. "I think…" she whispered, after a few seconds of thinking, "…I think she was in love." It made sense now that she thought about it, but it was still hard to wrap her mind around.
Now it was Eagletalon's turn to blink. "Really? But with who? I've not seen her act interested in anyone ever before." His ears suddenly flattened and he turned away quickly, but Brightfur had no clue why.
And suddenly it all made sense. "But I have seen her interested in someone," Brightfur realized, her eyes going wide. So many memories were rushing back, all at once…so fast that she had to close her eyes to keep up with them all…so many that she had never thought of again!
"I'm fine," Drizzlepaw whispered, but only Brightpaw noticed the moony look in her eyes… MoonClan! Drizzlepaw's been to MoonClan!
"Pardon?" Eagletalon whispered in her ear, and Brightfur shook of all of the memories with a quick flick of her tail.
"Sorry," she laughed. "Got caught up in memories there for a second."
Eagletalon nodded and darted ahead to catch up with the other two, Maplestep and Ebonyflight, who were talking excitedly. Brightfur wondered what was so fascinating, so she sped up to listen.
"My brother," Maplestep was laughing. "I can't believe it! You hated him as a kit!"
"And through pretty much all of my apprenticeship," Ebonyflight retorted, flicking her tail under her friend's chin. "I still can't believe it myself!"
Brightfur pulled up next to her former mentor. "Hey, guys, what're you talking about?"
Ebonyflight laughed and stopped, looking sneakily at her old apprentice. "Are you telling me that you can't tell? Why, most every cat in the Clan has noticed except for you and Eagletalon!"
The said tom darted up at the sound of his name. "Did I hear my name? What's up, Ebonyflight?" Brightfur nodded, awaiting the reply with excitement.
The black she-cat giggled like a maniacal kit. "I'm expecting kits!" she laughed. "Oakscar's, if you all can believe it!"
"Oh gosh, really?" Eagletalon asked, flicking his tail across Ebonyflight's chin. "Congratulations!" His eyes were lit with happiness, probably because there would be some new kits for the Clan.
"Ebonyflight, I'm so happy for you!" Brightfur purred, pressing against her mentor and letting out such loud purrs that all of the patrolling cats could hear them. The raven-black she-cat grinned.
"I'm a little bit nervous, though. What if I'm not a good mother, and my kits don't like me?"
"You will be a great mother, just like you were a great mentor," Brightfur assured Ebonyflight, who smiled wistfully and flicked her tail with approval at the kind words.
"Thanks, and the best thing is that they're coming a couple sunrises after the Gathering, which as you all know is tomorrow!" The raven-black she-cat squealed and bounced up and down, while Brightfur froze mid-step.
The Gathering.
Tomorrow?
There weren't many cats going to this Gathering. This one was special. This one was the "Drizzlestorm reuniting" Gathering. The only ones going were Brightfur, Gingermoon, Squirreltail, Wolfheart, Berryfrost, and Darkstar. Odd to some Clans, but not to them.
They were the ones who had known Drizzlestorm best.
"My kit, don't fret all the time. It makes you seem like a dreadful worry-wart, and that's not how I wanted you to be raised." A low chuckle echoed around the clearing, and Brightfur froze. She knew that voice!
"Mother?" she whispered softly, hardly daring to believe it. The other cats in the patrol had gone ahead without her now…but she didn't care…
"You've gone through so many changes…I wish I could be with you as you are still growing."
"Oh, it is you," Brightfur purred, wishing she could feel Frostbreeze's soft fur brush hers…
"Now, I have something very important to tell you…so please listen." Frostbreeze sounded urgent now, and Brightfur took a few steps forward.
"What is it, Mother? I'm listening—"
"Brightfur, who're you talking to? Come on, back on patrol!"
Eagletalon bounded through the trees, his eyes sparking with amusement as he spotted the silver she-cat sitting, looking dazed, talking to nobody. "Come on, you silly turtle!" Purring, he playfully nipped at her tail.
Brightfur blinked in surprise. "Did you just—!" She laughed and took off after him as they sprinted through the trees. But her mother's voice still haunted her every pawstep of the way.
"I miss you, my kit. I will be back…
I will be back…"
