True Love

Summary: What if Spottedleaf hadn't died, and she and Firepaw got together? True love finds a way...

Disclaimer: I only own the plot.

Chapter Four: Tales of Heartbreak

"Maybe you were wrong, Glassface. Maybe you misjudged her."

"No," A familiar voice hissed, "She's-"

"We can show her, maybe..."

"Stop it!" I yowled, looking about. I was once again in a grassy field. Many cats stood around me. Stars shimmered in their fur, and they blinked at me.

"Starclan?" I mewed, feeling inferior.

"Spottedleaf," Glassface murmured, padding up to me. "We know what has been going on."

"What do you mean?" I asked, feigning innocence.

"You and that warrior, Fireheart," A tom's voice rasped.

"Dewstar?" I yowled, whirling to face the black and white spotted tom. The former Thunderclan leader had died when I was a kit...

"Yes," He purred, blinking amber eyes at me.

"This is all touching," A tom snarled, shouldering his way over to me, "But let's get on with our message."

"Raggedstar," I growled.

"Correct, she-cat."

"Raggedstar," Glassface shot at him. "She called you by your name, you call her by hers."

"Fine," Raggestar rolled his eyes, "Correct, Spottedleaf. Happy?"

My former mentor ignored him and turned to me. "Spottedleaf, Fireheart... Starclan had great plans for him. If they find out about this affair, they will be ruined."

"They can't be that great," I muttered.

Glassface shook her head. "We'll get back to that. Spottedleaf, we have tales to show you. Of the past, the future..."

The cats of Starclan led me to a brilliant pond.

"We shall show you these tales. The tales of forbidden love..."

Two cats showed up in the pond. One, I recognized in the ranks of Starclan. The other, I saw everyday.

"Bluestar!" I spluttered, staring at Oakheart. He nodded.

I saw the two, meeting...

"The result," Oakheart rasped, "Was two live kits who don't know who their real mother is, don't live in their mother clan, one dead kit who didn't even make the journey, and two broken hearts."

Another image showed up.

"Raggestar and Yellowfang?"

"One live kit who did a horrid deed, two dead kits, and rest is yet to come."

"Now, two tales of the future."

Two dark cats showed up.

"Graystripe?"

"And a warrior of Riverclan named Silverstream."

"One dead she-cat, one nearly broken friendship, and torn kits."

Two young cats...

"Feathertail of Riverclan and Crowfeather of Windclan."

"A broken heart, a dead she-cat."

Starclan glared at me.

"Remember," Dewstar murmured as Starclan faded away, "Fire will save the clan."

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