Bluestar

What does it matter anymore? Every cat I've ever loved is dead. What's the point? She lay in her nest, a few untouched poppy seeds lying before her. What difference if she was asleep or not? Oakheart was dead. The only cat in the forest who had known her for what she was, and had still loved her.

She just wanted to die. Tigerclaw would run the Clan. Fireheart could grow up to be a responsible warrior. ThunderClan would prosper. And I could be gone.

She didn't know how, but she eventually fell asleep.

The thorns prickled her paws, and she halfheartedly swiped at a handful of them. The pain was nice in a way. It was the only thing that was still the same.

"Bluestar?" She ignored the voice. It didn't matter either.

"Bluestar!" Reluctantly, she turned to see Spottedleaf and Sparrowfeather standing together a few tail lengths away. Bluestar turned away again. She didn't care what they said anymore.

"It's not over Bluestar." Sparrowfeather now stood next to her. Bluestar looked up and saw that her eyes were full of a deep, knowing sadness.

"I know how it feels," the small cat continued.

Bluestar purred weakly, "No you don't. I have no one. I lost everything I cared for."

Sparrowfeather, "It happened to me too. Except that the cat I loved never loved me." The tone in the she cat's voice suddenly changed, "So I took my pain and gave it back to everyone who had caused it."

Spottedleaf sat down in front of Bluestar, "You still have ThunderClan. You still have power. You have nothing to complain about."

"You wouldn't know what it feels like to lose someone you love," Sparrowfeather hissed at her, "You have no heart."

Spottedleaf shrugged, "If I had a mouse for everytime I heard that, I'd be a very fat cat." She turned to Bluestar, "I think that was the very reason I am so well off. Love is just a softer word for pain."

Sparrowfeather got to her feet, "Well Bluestar, atleast you have Brokenstar taken care of."

Bluestar nodded, "I guess. Then why do you still care?"

Sparrowfeather's ears twitched, "There's another threat coming. Something more powerful than you could ever imagine."

Spottedleaf nodded in agreement, "After all, what use are all of our plans for the Clans if they don't even exist?"