Fireheart padded quietly around the camp with a depressed expression. Her eyes looked around at the happy cats surrounding her and let out a mournful sigh. She missed Graystripe, her best friend and crush. Her eyes flicked to the medicine den where she could see Cinderpaw limping around to sort the herbs for Yellowfang, making her more depressed. Her first apprentice and already she failed her.

"Fireheart?" she looked up to see a golden-brown tabby tom. "Brackenpaw. What is the matter?" The young apprentice shuffles his paws nervously and looked around, "Graystripe has neglected in my training again and Bluestar has decided to name you as my temporary mentor. "Oh! Oh, I see." She muttered quietly and looked away; knowing full well where Graystripe was – with her. She felt a little apprehensive at taking a new apprentice after what happened with Cinderpaw but realised there was no defying Bluestar when she made a decision.

"Ok, follow me." She beckoned him to follow with her tail out of camp. "Where are we going?" he called as he raced behind her. "I am taking you hunting, if I am going to teach you, I need to see where your skills are at." They ran deeper into the forest until they came to a stop in a secluded part, the sound of the rushing river roaring not too far from them. "Ok, now show me your best hunting crouch and try a catch some pray."

Brackenpaw did so easily. Fireheart was impressed to see he had the position down correctly; he wasn't dragging his tail through the leaves and his paws barely made a noise as he stalked towards an unexpecting mouse. He was about to pounce and swipe the killing blow when suddenly there was loud yowl in the air. Fireheart and Brackenpaw jumped in surprise, the mouse ran away back into its burrow. "What was that?" Brackenpaw asked his mentor. "I don't know, lets go check it out."

The two ran towards where the noise came from and found themselves at the border to Riverclan. They looked up and down the River with Fireheart froze at what she saw on the other side. It was Graystripe, and he was with Silverstream, mating. Brackenpaw stared in shock at the sight before him, how could his mentor break the code and mate with a Riverclan cat. What was wrong with the she-cats in Thunderclan? What was wrong with Fireheart!? She was far prettier than the grey tabby. He thought Graystripe was in love with Fireheart, and by her broken-hearted expression, so did she.

"Oh, Graystripe! I am coming!"

"Me too, Silverstream!"

The two yowled their release, the strong scent of their orgasm wafting through the air. Gently they curled beside one another and groomed each other's pelt clean. "I love you Graystripe." Silverstream purred, "And I love you Silverstream, more than anyone." He confessed and gazed over her shoulder, locking eyes on the two cats watching them.

Fireheart choked a low sob and turned to run away. Brackenpaw watched her leave sadly and shot a hateful glare back at Graystripe before chasing after her. Graystripe watched them leave sadly and gazed back down at Silverstream giving her an affectionate lick.

"Fireheart, wait!" Brackenpaw shouted as he caught up to her. She was crying earnestly now and let him curl around her comfortably. "Why couldn't he see how much I love him?" Brackenpaw licked her cheek, "It is his lost. You're an amazing warrior and a wonderful she-cat. Any tom would be lucky to have you for a mate."

"No! your wrong! No tom in the clan besides Ravenpaw or Graystripe has ever shown interested in me. Some respect me; yet they are all turn off by my kittypet origins." She hissed disdainfully. "Your wrong!" Brackenpaw yelled; "There is a tom in the clan who loves you!"

She huffed disbelievingly, "Who?" Brackenpaw shuffled his paws again and looked at her straight in the eye, "Me." Fireheart gasped in surprise at the confession. She felt her pelt war in embarrassment as his amber eyes stared at her. She felt a warm sensation at her core and rubbed her paw over it. "Do you mean that?" she asked with breathless longing. "Yes, I do." She purred in delight and wrapped herself around him, and lifted her tail near his face, "Fireheart." He groaned at the sweat scent of her heat.

Fireheart pushed Brackenpaw onto his back and crouched over him to lick at his sheathed member. Brackenpaw groaned at her skilful tongue working on him making Fireheart purr. Fireheart sucked for a few more moments until Brackenpaw's member was fully unsheathed. She then got up and started walking away.

"Wait," Brackenpaw mewed. Fireheart looked back and got into a hunting crouch. Brackenpaw scrambled up and pounced on the she-cat. He quickly thrust his member into her tight core making Fireheart yowl in pain as all of his member slid deep inside her. He was longer and thicker than she thought, "Brackenpaw!" she moaned and bucked up, digging her claws into the soft dirt.

Brackenpaw dismounted the she-cat and Fireheart gazed back at him with begging eyes. Brackenpaw roughly pushed her onto her back and licked her wet core with his tongue once. Brackenpaw was teasing her and Fireheart was aware of this. This continued for a few more moments and Fireheart was yowling in pain. She had already came three times but Brackenpaw would hold his tongue over her core so the cum could not come out. He quickly mounted her again and thrusted his member back inside her and prevented any cum from leaking out.

Brackenpaw's thrusts were harsh. He was rough and used Fireheart, but she love it. Fireheart yowled as Brackenpaw bit down on her shoulder as he came deep inside her, her own release following. Brackenpaw dismounted the she-cat and she fell to the ground, he purred at the cum spraying out of her. bending down, Brackenpaw licked at her core, cleaning off the cum and causing an overstimulation to Fireheart. The two new mates curled side by side grooming each other clean.

Two moons later Brackenpaw had become Brackenfur, with a plump mouse in his jaw he entered the nursery where he saw Fireheart curled around four little bundles of fluff. He dropped the mouse at her paws and gave her a warm greeting and licking each kit between the ears. One was a dark red tom called Redkit, another was a light tabby she-cat called Sunkit, the third was a cream she-cat called Doekit, and the final kit was a bright orange tom called Blazekit.