He first blinked open his amber eyes and all he saw was black fur. Needless to say, he was a bit disappointed before coming to the realization that it was brother's fur.
He was downhearted when he learned that Ravenkit was kind of a wimp, and just stuck to Robinwing's side all day, watching everything with scared green eyes.
He was excited when he got the deputy, Redtail, as a mentor, and when he saw Redtail's kind green eyes, he knew was going to enjoy his apprenticeship.
He was falling head over paws at Redtail's daughter, Sandpaw. Her sleek and slim figure, gleaming pale-ginger fur, and those pale-green eyes that sparkled with confidence.
He immediately took a dislike to the new kittypet-apprentice, Firepaw. Kittypets didn't belong in Thunderclan, only pure-bloods and strong cats did.
He was scowling when Firepaw became a warrior before him, but didn't get bothered too much about it. Fireheart had more power than him now, and he certainly didn't want to get stuck doing ticks in the elders' den.
He was jealous when he saw Fireheart and Sandpaw falling for each other, and how their eyes lit up at the sight of each other.
He was extremely happy that he was becoming a warrior, from Dustpaw to Dustpelt.
He had always thought that Sandstorm was the one for him, but the way that Fernpaw spoke softly, and how her leaf-green eyes glowed around him was changing his mind about that real quick.
He felt happy but also regretted when he learned that Ravenpaw was alive, but sad because he wished he had treated his only littermate better.
He was enthralled when he realized that Ferncloud was expecting kits, his kits, and vowed to be the best father he could.
He was joyous when Shrewkit and Spiderkit were born.
He was wistful when his 2 kits grew up too fast, but when Hollykit, Larchkit, and Birchkit were born, he was glad to be a father again, and fix the mistakes he had made previously.
He was angry and grieving when Hollykit and Larchkit died, and fiercely protected Birchkit with all he had.
He was understanding when Ferncloud came up to him, asking for one last litter, as they both were growing old and both wanted to enjoy the joys and experience that came with being parents.
He agreed, and soon enough Foxkit and Icekit were born.
He was beyond grief when Ferncloud died many moons later. She was his one partner, his one mate, one lover, and the other part of his soul. It hurt to have that torn away.
He was saddened when he died, leaving his living children - Birchfall and Spiderleg, and his grandchildren, even great-grandchildren behind, and his home and clan behind too.
He was happy at the same time, because he could see his other half - Ferncloud. His dead children - Shrewpaw, Hollykit, Larchkit, Foxleap, and Icecloud.
And so, he closed his eyes and was greeted by the stars, and his family and friends.
He was the brightest star in the sky that night, and the first one to welcome Birchfall and Spiderleg into Starclan.
He is Dustpelt.
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