And, here's Sandstorm!
What are you thinking right now, Cinderpelt?
I paced back and forth, feeling the first stirrings in my belly. Ferncloud said this meant my kits were coming, but for some reason, I couldn't be worried. I kept thinking of that time when Cinderpelt and I fought, because Cinderpelt told me she loved Firestar.
Are you wishing you were me?
That came to Spottedleaf.
Are you watching me right now, Spottedleaf?
Spottedleaf still loved Firestar, I knew. I was just afraid that she wouldn't be okay with another cat being with the one she loved.
Are you cursing StarClan, for taking you when you were so young?
She said she just wanted Firestar to be happy, that night in SkyClan camp. I put on a great act, pretending I believed every word of it. She thought I didn't hear that last part.
"How I wish it could have been different."
Are you both sitting right now, wondering what would have happened if you were having Firestar's kits?
A twinge of pain gripped my stomach, and I let out a small cry. Ferncloud's head jerked up. "Should I fetch Cinderpelt?"
I shook my head. "Not yet."
Are you readying your herbs, Cinderpelt, making sure you will do anything you can for Firestar's kits?
Another twinge of pain, but I held my tongue. I didn't want Cinderpelt to come. Not yet.
Are you snarling at me right now, Spottedleaf, wondering why Firestar gave you up for me?
Yet another twinge, though even more painful. I let out a small gasp. Ferncloud wisely said nothing.
Are you thinking about Spottedleaf right now, Firestar?
I paced out of the den. The queens seemed to understand I would call them if I needed them.
Are you wishing I was her?
I couldn't imagine what life would be like without Firestar as my mate. If Firestar had never saved me that one day, in the battle by the gorge, and I still hated him...would Dustpelt be my mate?
Are you thinking about Cinderpelt right now, Firestar?
I didn't want to be Dustpelt's Ferncloud. Dustpelt protected Ferncloud at all costs. They barely ever did anything without each other. I wanted my freedom. Firestar tried to stop me, but he at least understood he couldn't.
Are you wishing I was her?
What would have happened, if Cinderpelt never became a medicine cat?
Would she have been my competition?
Are you thinking all the same things I am?
Firestar was mine.
No medicine cat or dead medicine cat would take him away from me.
Mine.
Mine.
No cats were around. A full spasm racked my body, and I found myself mute. Another spasm, and I fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
Are you wishing, Firestar, that these kits were Spottedleaf's?
Another huge spasm, and I found my voice. I screeched in agony. I couldn't believe how much it hurt.
Are you wishing, Firestar, that these kits were Cinderpelt's?
More spasms came, and I screeched so loud that my throat felt raw. How much it hurt! How much I wanted the pain to stop...
The queens came rushing out, and they helped me to my feet. I staggered to the mouth of the nursery, but yet another spasm, and I fell again, screeching. Firestar came bolting out of his den, gave me one fearful look, and shot through the ferns to Cinderpelt's den.
I got to my feet again and managed to get inside, where I collapsed, trembling and yowling in pain. It hurt, it hurt...
Everything else was a blur. All I remembered was so much pain, so much agony it was unimaginable. There was so much blood, and I knew I was going to die.
Are you still wishing, Spottedleaf and Cinderpelt, that you were me?
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