Chapter 29
Fallenstar sighed, sitting alone in his den. Icepelt, like most of the clan, was out holding silent vigil for Darkpaw. He knew he should do so too, but he had something else to take care of first, something he really really didn't want to do.
He looked outside at the stars, knowing Darkpaw was now one of them. But I have to do it. Fallenstar thought. Because it's a rule of Starclan, and my clan will fall apart if I don't follow their rules.
Fallenstar walked out and climbed onto a windowsill, a good place to hold his ceremonies; it wouldn't be a ceremony this time though. "May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather around!" He waited a little, looking down, but not at the cats. He sighed. "I know tonight is not a good time to say this, but Darkpaw and Bluepaw weren't my kits. They were Sliverstripes. I don't know who the real father is, and I don't care to know." There were whispers now. Fallenstar raised his voice. "So this shouldn't concern you!" Everyone got quiet. "It doesn't even affect Sliverstripes, as she is our only medicine cat. However," He looked away again, "When she's trained an apprentice, and they get their full name, she will no longer be medicine cat."
Fallenstar saw out of the corner of his eye Sliverstripes give the tiniest, emotionless, nod, and turn back into the medicine cat den. He thought he saw her look towards someone before entering, but he didn't try to figure out who it was.
"Now, we have lost a brave and strong apprentice today, and I suggest we all go back to his vigil." Fallenstar jumped down and sat next to Darkpaw's body.
"Violet?"
Violet blinked. That voice sounded like someone young. She thought she knew who they were, and was almost afraid to turn around, in case she was wrong. She did though, and she smiled. "You're Thunderkit aren't you?"
The kit nodded. "And you're Violet. You're my mom, right?" Violet nodded back. "I thought so. Stormstar doesn't talk about you much, but sometimes, and Windkit, she had eyes like you."
Violet smiled, looking away a little. "I know." She breathed.
Thunderkit frowned then. "She died."
Violet grimaced. "I know that too."
There was a pause. "You're not coming back to camp, are you?" Thunderkit asked. Violet stared at the ground as she shook her head. "You could you know." Thunderkit urged. "Stormstar said no, but he wouldn't stop you."
"I know." Violet whispered. "And you can always come visit me if you want, but I can't go back with you."
Thunderkit frowned, he looked so heart broken. Violet considered changing her mind, despite the fact that she knew it wouldn't work out. She might've told Thunderkit yes, but before she could he ran down and rubbed her leg. "I love you mom." He said.
"I love you too." She told him, licking the top of his head. "You'll visit me?" He nodded. "Then go on."
So Thunderkit ran off towards Stormclan's camp, and Violet turned around and headed in the opposite direction. She wasn't sure if Thunderkit would really ever come see her. She wouldn't blame him if he didn't. After all, it was her duty, no matter how much she tried to avoid it, in life to be alone.
