Bluestar's choice for Cinderkit



Bluestar stood apon the highrock, watching Lionheart send out the dawn patrol. Her heart ached, as she thought of last nights fight. She had told Lionheart about her secretly giving their one kit, Cinderkit, to Frostfur. She flashed back to the exact place in her mind. they were in the leaders den. ''"she will be better cared for if they don't know I'm her mother!" ''she had yowled. Lionheart's cold reply was: ''"Bluestar, she is my kit to. I wish to decide where she goes. Besides, you have a deputy! You can take care of her!" '' "No!" she yowled. ''"I'm a leader! they can't know! Frostfur even thinks that Cinderkit is hers!" ''With that, Lionheart left the leader's den. Bluestar jumped down from the highrock. She passed her apprentice, Firepaw, as she made her way to the nursrey. Frostfur was inside, suckling the four. Bluestar's heart panged when she saw Cinderkit. Oh how she wanted her! Bluestar knew she had to tell Frostfur about Cinderkit. "Frostfur? Can we talk?" she started. "Of course" replied Frosrfur. "What is it?" Bluestar swallowed and began. "Cinderkit isn't your kit. She is mine." Frostfur's mouth dropped in shock. "But who is the father?" "Lionheart" Bluestar mumbled. "Will you still raise Cinderkit?" "Sure" mewed Frostfur. "I made a good choice for her. She will be a great warrior." Bluestar mewed warmly. Frostfur purred. "I will raise her as my kit. I promise she will be the best warrior in the forest." Bluestar smiled. "Thank you Frostfur." Bluestar licked Frostfur's head. Then the dipped her head and whispered to Cinderkit, "I still love you."

Cinderpelt never found out that Bluestar was really her mother. She just tried to be the medicine cat she could. Bluestar still secretly watches her. Even though she couldn't become a warrior, she was medicine cat, and the truest friend to ever have.