Warrior Cats What If's

What if Snowfur hadn't died?

Snowfur stared at Bluefur, "Why can't you love a ThunderClan cat?" Snowfur raced away, with Bluefur chasing after her. Suddenly, she stopped. " I smell ShadowClan!" Snowfur said. Snowfur spotted a ShadowClan partol and raced after them. She raced towards them, until she came to the Thunderpath. " Stop, Snowfur!" Bluefur screamed. Snowfur stopped just as a Monster raced past. " I thought you were going to die, Snowfur! I..I couldn't bear to lose you." said Bluefur. " I shouldn't have yelled at you when I found out you loved Oakheart. But I can't help feeling like I lost you." Snowfur said. " I promise that I won't meet Oakheart ever. In fact, I don't even have any feelings for Oakheart anymore. He can go love another she-cat. I have a small crush on Thrushpelt, but don't tell him! I will find love in my own time."cried Bluefur. They padded back to camp, their fur brushing each others. As Snowfur padded towards the nursery, Thrushpelt padded towards Bluefur. " You seem happy." purred Thrushpelt. She licked his cheek, then headed towards the nursery. Snowfur was curled around Whitekit, who was asleep. Thistleclaw had his tail entwined with Snowfur's. " I'm glad your back." Thistleclaw purred. " It was lucky Bluefur saw the Monster." Snowfur murmured. Bluefur quietly slipped out of the nursery. She padded back to her nest. When she arrived, she was greeted by Rosetail. " I see you have shown a great interest in Thrushpelt lately." Rosetail whispered. " He's been padding after you for so long, I thought you didn't care." Bluefur only purred as she sank into her nest. She was glad she had chose love over lust.

Eventually, Bluefur and Thrushpelt became mates. Bluefur noticed she was feeling very tired lately, so she went to see Featherwhisker. " Bluefur, I have wonderful news for you. You're expecting kits!" Featherwhisker exclaimed. She padded out of the den, only to bump into Snowfur. " I have some news for you, Snowfur. I'm expecting kits!" Snowfur was very pleased. Thrushpelt was estatic when he found out about the kits. " They'll be as beautiful as their mother." Thrushpelt said." They'll be as smart as their father." Bluefur soothed. And they were. Bluefur had 3 kits, two she-cats and a tom. The tom was white with tan spots, the biggest she-cat was a sandy colored brown, and the smallest she-kit was a blue gray. " The tom has your independence. How about Patchkit?" Thrushpelt said. " The biggest she-cat has your fur color. How about Applekit for her?" Bluefur murmured. " What about the smallest she-cat?" Thrushpelt wondered " Moonkit, after my mother." Bluefur said. " Oh my love, that is a beautiful name. Welcome to the Clan, Patchkit, Applekit, and Moonkit."

Patchkit became Patchsong. Applekit became Appleblossom. Moonkit became a medicine cat and was named Moonfeather. 

Things would have been very different if Snowfur hadn't died. If only.........