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Five Truths About Russetfur
i.
Her sister is the perfect one.
The pretty one. The friendly one. The soft one.
Her name is Scarlett.
Her own name is Red; simple, boring.
It's painfully clear who is mother's favorite.
When Cederstar calls her Russetpaw, she feels a weight lifted from her shoulders.
ii.
She may not be soft and delicate like her sister, but in ShadowClan that is a blessing. She quickly learns that ShadowClan does not tolerate weakness.
The Clan deputy, Raggedpelt, makes sure she doesn't forget that. And when he thinks she doesn't notice, he stares at her with a sort of fire burning in his eyes that makes her wonder…
iii.
Eventually the majority of ShadowClan come to accept and even respect her. She's trained hard to earn her warrior name and she's proven her loyalty to the Clan.
She is a valued member of the Clan to everyone except for Blackfoot.
He pushes her and goes out of his way to torment her, and she thinks she hates him.
Like Raggedstar, he looks at her with fire blazing in his eyes, but it's a different fire.
It scares her.
iv.
One night he is Blackstar, and on that night she becomes Russetfur, deputy of ShadowClan.
The fire still burns in his eyes like smoldering embers, but she knows what it means now. She also knows that her eyes reflect the same sort of fire, but they will never act upon it.
She thinks that her deputyship is meant to be a peace offering - or maybe an apology for the truths they will never confess.
v.
When the cliff begins to crumble underneath Smokepaw, she acts on instinct and lunges forward to save him.
Her weight is his death sentence. The ground groans beneath her in protest, and Smokepaw's eyes meet hers just along enough for her to glimpse the utter horror there.
That desperate gaze haunts her in her sleep.
(Bonus. i.)
When it becomes clear that their will be a battle with ThunderClan over the border, her Clanmates whisper that she should stay behind.
They think that such an old cat should not be allowed to participate in battle. They think it's too dangerous.
Blackstar pulls her aside the eve of the battle, and she knows what he wants to talk about. Except they don't talk. They simply look at each other, staring into each other's eyes, and the fire that still lingers there speaks for them.
"Don't get yourself killed," he finally rumbes. His voice is husky and low and she knows that he doesn't like it, but he's never been able to control her. If she wants to defend her Clan and its' honor than she will.
She musters a wiry grin. "No promises," she retorts. They share a chuckle.
Neither of them are laughing at the end of the battle.
(Bonus. ii.)
StarClan is too peaceful for her liking. It's soft and pretty and it reminds her of the sister she left behind.
When he dies, she is the first cat to greet him. She yells at him and claws his ear, and he yells at her and blames her for her own death.
They glare hatefully at each other, but the fire in their eyes is brighter than ever, and if she is certain of only one thing, she is certain that StarClan will never be too peaceful again.
This was longer than I planned, but I freakin' love Russetfur so it just couldn't be helped! Blackstar and Russetfur are my ultimate 'what-if' couple so I apologize for the shameless amount of moments I tried to stuff in this chapter xD
Russetfur was requested by Guest.