Rosepaw's POV

I looked up at the bright moon. Icepaw was with me. She was worried about Flamepaw, a Shadowclan apprentice. Flamepaw was Tigerclaw's grandson but apparently, he was nothing like the ruthless dictator. Apparently, it was Dawnpaw that had inherited his bloodlust and his power hungry streak.

"You look like her. But she has bright green eyes." meowed Icepaw.

"Thanks…" Icepaw laughed.

I padded back into the den. I thought of Blackpaw. He was nice enough. I heard Icepaw give a gasp.

"What?" I asked.

"Step into the moonlight again." She instructed.

I sighed and I stepped outside again.

"Your star is shining." She gasped. Icepaw padded into the den, in shock.

Then I saw a grey cat with blue eyes approach me.

I'd never seen this cat before but they smelt like Thunderclan. And someone else… Blackpaw!

"Bluestar!" I whispered.

The grey cat smiled.

"Hello, young one. Rosepaw, you carry a gift. A gift that gives you every quality Firestar has. I know what you feel for him. I felt it for Oakheart. Don't make the same mistake I made. You can't do this alone."

Her small figure started to fade. And I felt my eyes begin to close.

I woke up, to see Dovepaw staring at Toadpaw.

"What is it now?" Dovepaw asked me.

Whenever I woke up late, there was something that was bothering me.

"Was my star glowing yesterday night?" I asked, uncertainly.

"It was and it's still glowing now. Then I smelt a cat. It smelt of Thunderclan and the stars." Dovepaw said dreamily, her bright green eyes going glazed. Her gray fur was wet.

"Uh… why are you wet?" I asked.

"Ask your brother." spat Dovepaw.

I gave Toadpaw a reproachful look and he dipped his head. "We went to the Riverclan boundary… and er…"

"The idiot pushed me in." snapped Dovepaw.

I was silent and then I laughed. It was hysterical. Toadpaw was trying to be romantic and then he pushes her into the river. Ivypaw sat down at the food pile. Her dark grey and white striped fur was matted and her bright green eyes were clouded with worry.

"Ivypaw, can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Sure. What is it?" Ivypaw asked in a dreamy voice.

"What do you know about Rosetail?" That brought her back to life.

"She was the daughter of Poppydawn. Windflight was the father. Thistleclaw, Whitestorm's father, and Sweetpaw were her brother and sister. She had beautiful amber eyes and a white, black and red coat. I think she died of old age. She always was in a dream and she attracted many admirers." Ivypaw knew all about Clan history. She wanted to become a medicine cat.

I walked to the Riverclan border. I was lucky. There was Blackpaw, his penetrating blue eyes gazing into my green ones.

I cautiously walked to the other side of the river.

"Hello, Blackpaw. How are you?" I asked.

"I'm great! Stonefur says I have to do every patrol and that I'm only supposed to be on this border. I can see you every day."

"How many moons are you?" I asked.

"11. One moon away from being a warrior." Blackpaw puffed up his chest.

"Join the club. Have you seen a grey and white she-cat with bright green eyes?" I asked.

"Yeah. She was here earlier. She was talking about 'how it couldn't be true' and 'why her.' And a prophecy. Something about a prophecy." Blackpaw answered.

"It's nice to know someone has an answer. I asked everyone why Ivypaw was so worried. She's my cousin." I told him. I don't think I'd ever been so honest to someone.

"I've met her before at a gathering. She seemed fine then. Dovepaw's her sister? The she-cat with bright green eyes and grey fur?" I nodded. "I can't believe that I haven't seen you at any of the Gatherings."

"I know. I've seen you before at a gathering but you were talking to Stonefur so I decided to let it go. It's only two more days until the Gathering. Then we'll be warriors. Shall we play 'Favourites?'"

"Sure. What's your favourite colour and why?"

"Blue because it reminds me of your eyes." I looked down. "What about you."

"Gold because it reminds me of your coat." He looked down when he said it. I smiled.

"What's your least favourite clan?" We asked each other at the same time. "Shadowclan." We answered at the same time and we started laughing.

"I smell someone. Holy Starclan! That's Ivypaw." I sprinted back to the other side.

"There you…. Ah! That's Blackpaw. Let's go." Ivypaw hissed at me.

"Hi, Ivypaw. Is this your cousin?" Blackpaw asked. What was he doing?

"Yes. I can take a guess at what you two were up to. I'm willing to help. I saw this was going to happen." Ivypaw meowed thoughtfully.

She had obviously seen this in the prophecy Blackpaw talked about. I thought about Bluestar's words.

'You can't do this alone.'

But what about the bad things Ivypaw had said?

We walked home and Ivypaw sprinted off to talk to Briarpaw.

I slunk off to the food pile. I chose a mouse. It was juicy and warm.

"So, have we fallen for Blackpaw?" Briarpaw whispered.

"You told her!" I hissed at Ivypaw, who visibly flinched.

"Duh! She would've found out any way."

Firestar walked towards us, my uncle Foxpaw, trotting behind.

"Is it true what I hear?" hissed Firestar. I twitched my ears in a confused manner.

"That you know of where Bluestar's soul is kept? It is in Starclan but half of every cat soul stays with us." I shook my head and I saw Foxpaw silently laughing. I frowned and my ears flattened.

Blackpaw's POV

We liked one another. We were friends. She couldn't want to be anymore. I sat eating a fish with my sister, Foggypaw. She looked like our mother, gray fur and blue eyes.

"Who is she?" She asked.

"Take three guesses."

"Well, she's probably from Thunderclan so my first guess is Rosepaw." I looked at her in astonishment.

"How did you know?" I hissed.

"Well, she seems like the kind of girl you'd be attracted too. She's nice. Her friend, Dovepaw… she's got such a short fuse." She laughed.

"I don't see anything funny about it. We're destined to be together but we're in completely different clans." I sighed.

"Not completely different clans. We've always helped each other." She replied.

I felt shadow being cast over me. I looked up to see…

"Mother…" I bowed my head in respect.

"I need to have a little talk with Spiderleg." She said.

What had I done!

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The Victorious Elf xxx