Goodbye Cinderheart.

The dark grey she-cat sat in the mist, her large, pale blue eyes calm and her pelt ruffled against the soft breeze. Her eyes looked towards the grey dappled she-cat, her bushy tail around her paws, dark blue eyes bright with happiness.

"Hello." The dark grey she-cat purred softly. "How are you?"

The dappled one blinked, and nodded in response. "Fine fine..."

"They're beautiful."

"You really think so?" Her dark blue eyes shimmered against the mist, and she smiled.

"Of course." Her dark grey pelt smoothed as another gust of wind came from the other direction. "I wouldn't lie to you..."

She got to her paws, and flicked her tail. "Four of them, you see." She exclaimed, not in a rush to stop. "One of them looks like their father, and one looks like...Well, I guess you, not that I've ever seen you." She paused.

The dark grey she-cat shook her head with a small, sad smile. "You forgot?"

"Everything..."

"That's good. You're your own cat now. You...You always were." Her voice stuttered, the dappled she-cat could tell that the dark grey one was holding back her true words.

There was an deafening silence.

"Cinderpelt?"

The dark grey she-cat flattened her ears, whiskers twitching. "What are their names?"

Her dappled pelt was slowly fading