Red Dusk, A Warriors Cats Fanfiction

by kraftiekatt

Duskfur was found abandoned in the forest. She has always been treated as an outcast, and all she wants is to be considered loyal, and be seen as who she really is, and not the monster all the other cats see her as. The only problem is… Duskfur is a fox.

4. One Kind of Love

"Daisyfern!" Sweetblossom called as she barreled into the medicine cat's den. Daisyfern was applying a salve to an apprentice's sore paw, and jumped at the queen's unexpected entry. Alarmed, she flicked the rest of the sticky concoction onto the sandy floor and dismissed the apprentice. When he was out the door, Daisyfern narrowed her eyes at Sweetblossom in concern and beckoned her farther into the den with her tail.

"Great Starclan, Sweetblossom, what's the matter? Are one of your kit's sick?" Daisyfern exclaimed. Panting from the sudden rush, and anguished from the questions she was about to ask, Sweetblossom sat. "Daisyfern," she gasped. "The Stargazer- Midnight- walks in Duskkit's dreams! What could she possibly want from Duskkit? H-has Starclan spoken to you?" Daisyfern's eyes widened at the sudden news. She looked around the room, thinking hastily.

Then she looked back at Sweetblossom. Deadly calm rested in her gaze. "Sweetblossom," she said gently. "You know you don't need my help with this. You know what it means." The terrified queen looked at her in dismay. She laid down, her trembling legs unable to hold her up. "I-I can't. I just- oh, Daisyfern! What am I going to do? How am I going to tell Duskkit? Oh, Starclan help me!"

Daisyfern stared at her. "Take her out into the woods, towards the lake. When you reach the shore, tell her the truth. Bring her to the water, and let her look at her reflection," She advised. "When she sees herself, things will finally be made clear for her. She will accept it, but it is up to Midnight to tell her what to do after that."

Sweetblossom started to make excuses. After almost a minute of her unacceptance, Daisyfern muzzled her affectionately. "My dearest kit," she whispered. "You knew the time would come for her to find out. You must do it, no matter what you feel. Have you not learned that from me?"

Sweetblossom looked up at the senior medicine cat. Daisyfern's eyes brimmed with love, love that she could never show in front of any other cat, not even Rosestar. Love that only comes from one kind of cat. Love that was forged stronger through a choice made long ago.

Sweetblossom gazed into her eyes a moment longer, renewing her courage through them. Then she mewed softly.

"Yes, mother. I have learned that, and much, much more." She stood up, touched noses with Daisyfern briefly, and walked out of the den.