Love that transcends Lifetimes.

Oneshot

It was leaf-bare. The snow covered most of the grass of the forest, turning the landscape into a sea of pure white. He should not be here, it was too dangerous. Too cold.

But he did not care.

Cherrywisp smiles, while nuzzling the fur of his long lover at his side. He did not care what would happen, The dangers did not matter. He was too old- he would not survive until the next season. . . He did not want to die without the one he loved.

So he fled during the night, his bones arching as he forced his body to move towards the one his heart and soul belonged to

The kittypet that caugh his attention, it all started with that smile, that damn smile. . .

Cherrywisp noticed that the cat next to him had aready stopped breating. He smiled, with a tear falling down from his eye. I will see you soon, my love. We always do.

The elder gently laid his head in top of the other cat, closing his eyes, feeling a warm sensation around him. He was always afraid of death; for many, it was the end of everything, the last and most important mistake one could make.

But Cherrywisp simply didn't wanted to die without the one he loved at his side. They were never alone: they always had eachother, since the first time they met.

He saw a light.

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Many moons after, in Shadowclan, kitten cries filled the nursery

"Congratulations, SpeckleHeart! two mollies and a tom!" A white tom with red ears and tail spoke, excited. It was Foxears, Shadowclan's medicine cat. He was currently treating SpeckleHeart, who had just finished her kitting

"A-are my kits okay?" the queen asked, panting as she gazed at the three small kittens that were now feeding on her milk

"They are beautiful." Foxears commented, smiling at them "What shall their names be?"

"Hmmm. . ." SpeckleHeart though for a moment, staring at her kits.

Both she-cats had greyish-white fur, looking just like her mother. The small tom had pale fur with a few stripes, wich the queen noticed that looked a lot like spider webs.

"The mollies will be called Fogkit in memory of their grandmother, and the other will be Icekit." She says, licking their little fur with care as she smiled, proud for the strong, small warriors she had made. "And the tom, hmmm. . ."

"I will name him Webkit."

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"Webkit! Webkit! Come play with us!" Webkit heard the calling of his two sisters. He got up, stretching his back as he rushed outside the nursery. Looking up at the clan rock, Cloverstar, their leader, and brownfur, the deputy, were standing proud, looking at the many cats around. Patrols returned with lots of fresh kill. The clan was thriving.

"Webkit!" he heard his sister, Fogkit calling him "Have you heard? Our apprendice ceremony will be today!" The she-cat said with enthusiasm on her voice

"We are going to be apprendices! Isn't that exciting?" Icekit loudly announced, jumping with joy

"I am going to work hard to be the best warrior this clan had ever saw!" Icekit proclaimed, looking up in pride. The other cats around chuckled at the small cat's loud excitement

"Hah, with that mentality, you won't be much better than a regular warrior!" Webkit joked, licking his paw

"What do you mean?" Icekit questioned, raising an eyebrow