Disclaimer- I don't own Warriors.
Another Day, Another Time
Prologue, Sacrifice
"I'm sorry," Bluefur said, tearing a hole in the nursery wall. "I must leave you." She jumped through the hole, carrying her kits by the scruff of their necks. She walked around the back of the camp, away from the ravine, toward Sunningrocks.
Why, why do I have to give my kits up? she thought. Our Clan would go into chaos if I weren't deputy, Bluefur had sadness too terrible to bear. It began to rain, seeming to cry for her. I cannot let ThunderClan be ruled by the violent ways of Thistleclaw... But,you can't have a deputy with kits! What's wrong with that? Silence overcame the forest, and the clouds cleared away, shedding light on Bluefur's path. They aren't apprentices yet, that's what... Bluefur realized she was at Sunningrocks. She realized Oakheart was waiting.
"Here's the kits, as I promised." Bluefur said, setting the kits down in front of Oakheart.
"Thank you." Oakheart said, licking each of their heads. "I will get Graypool to nurse them. Ours are very fine kits, aren't they?"
"Yes, but... Goodbye, Oakheart," Bluefur said, padding away. My love, she added silently.
Back in the ThunderClan camp, Bluefur silently padded into the nursery, and fell asleep.
Bluefur was padding through the forest. The scents of prey filled her nostrils, but she did not stop walking forward. Enemy cats nipped at her heels, but she just ran faster. Before she knew it, Bluefur was almost flying over the forest floor. Soon enough, she was at the camp again. Bluefur realized she was going to the leader's den, but she did not stop. When she entered 'her den', the first thing Bluerfur saw was Tigerclaw.
"You've been leader long enough, Bluestar. Now it's time for me to lead ThunderClan!" he said menacingly.
Bluefur saw a ginger-colored tom run in. She didn't recognize him.
"Stop, Tigerclaw!" the tom said.
Now Tigerclaw spoke. "Keep your paws out of my business, kittypet!"
Bluefur sprang awake. What did her dream mean? She realized that she was supposed to act suprised about the absence of her kits.
R&R. Please.