Breezestar's Mistake

Chapter Twenty

A mist appeared and Breezestar found himself in a cloud drifting away. He poked at the fluffy white cloud with his paw. It wasn't normal. Starclan. He walked around the starry sky upon the fluff and hoped to see Fuzzytail. Then he saw a starry cat, but color began to appear. It was Fuzzytail, truly. "Breezestar, I warned you. I know your pain, and this is what I must do." She waved with her tail to motion him to follow her. As they walked, he saw others staring at him, worried. "Here we are," Fuzzytail mewed. Breezestar looked ahead to see a black and white she-cat. Her side was drowning with blood and she had a long scratch along her leg. "You monster!" He leaped onto Fuzzytail.

Before he knew it, Breezestar found himself back in a green nest. He would do literally anything to help Nightshade from this madness. There must be a way, he thought repeatedly. But it couldn't be so soon, so he didn't worry about it. He walked out of the den and saw Burnpelt gazing mindlessly upon the entrance. Breezestar went over and nudged him."Hi, do you know what Fireclaw called her kit yet?" "I think it's Darkkit", he replied. Breezestar nodded. He walked away from him towards the queen den. There, he saw Fireclaw lying down tired on the moss with her kit. "What's the kit's name?", Breezestar asked. "Darkkit, but can you please give me some peace? I know you want it yourself."

He walked out towards the fresh kill pile to get Nightshade something since she was expecting another litter. He picked fish, since she was most used to that. Breezestar let it wriggle in his jaws. It was dead, but was still very slippery. He went over to see Nightshade and dropped it at his feet."Here you go," he mumbled. Nightshade was concerned. "So yes, you heard about my kits?"

"Yup."

He walked out unhappily. Breezestar ran out of the camp and saw a figure. It was Fuzzytail. "Breezestar, there will be two. Fire and ice will come together, and you have to remember this, for this can be useful in the future." Breezestar was once again deeply confused. "And, who is that?" He demanded. "I cannot tell you, for that is for you to find," she mewed calmly. "And I'm supposed to stay clueless? No. See you next time if there is a next time." Breezestar turned his way and faced the forest. He saw a patrol walking by with Whitefur, Bushtail, Sunfrost, Stormspeed, and Nightmoon. He overheard them talking, while side by side. "Have you heard about Featherkit having whitecough? I think Breezestar is worried," Stormspeed whispered to Nightmoon. Breezestar felt guilt stab him, it has been awhile since he thought about her. Suddenly a brown she-cat appeared right beside him. "Breezestar, take me seriously. You lead all three clans. You are probably the most strong out of them all, using information. You are the leader of DarkClan."