"Awake little one. The morning light is coming in," a voice crawled into Frosty's ear. He recognized it. It was his mother!
Frosty opened his eyes. "Momma!" He was disappointed when he saw Rose sleeping next to him again. She was dead asleep.
Frosty yawned and stretched. He crawled out of the bed, careful not to wake Rose. Breakfast was already in his bowl and he gobbled it up. The dry food that he had first been given had been replaced with plentiful tuna.
Frosty gobbled away at his breakfast.
"Good morning," Rose said with a smile on her face. Obviously she didn't care too much about Gloria.
Frosty ignored Rose as she ate away at her breakfast. Licking his lips, Frosty sat, not knowing what to do. Usually, he would go outside to talk to Gloria but now...there was no point.
"Will you stop cuddling up next to me when I sleep?" Frosty asked.
"But you seem so cold," she said.
"Well it's annoying," Frosty said.
"But..." Rose began.
"I don't care. Stop sleeping in my bed or else I'll pull it far away from you," he hissed.
Rose sighed and looked down at the ground. "What do you want to do?" Rose asked. "We could play!"
Frosty growled. "I'm going to do whatever you aren't doing."
"Do you hate me or something?" Rose asked.
"I guess you could say that," Frosty said.
"Is this about Gloria?"
"What do you think?"
"Fine! I don't want to talk to you either!" Rose hissed, running outside.
Frosty sat growling for a few minutes. What have I turned into? he thought. Rose really wasn't trying to be mean. I still blame her for Gloria's death though. I guess I'll go apologize.
Frosty padded into the backyard to see Rose nowhere in sight. He looked in the tree, but he scented no cat. Frosty crawled through a hole in the fence to see Rose sitting by the thunderpath.
"Hey," Frosty said.
Rose held her nose up high. "I thought you didn't want to talk to me," she spat.
"I just wanted to apologize. I didn't mean to snap like that. It's just been tough for me," he said.
"Well it's been tough for me too," Rose hissed. "I've been trying to be nice to you all this time, but you take it as a threat or something. Another reason to hate me."
"I don't hate you," Frosty said.
"What's the point? You don't love me either," Rose growled.
"I never said that," Frosty admitted.
"So you do love me?" Rose asked.
"I-I don't know," Frosty stammered. He really didn't love Rose. As a friend maybe. He didn't love Rose like he loved Gloria.
"That's what I thought," Rose sighed. "That's why I'm here. I'm wondering if I should just get hit by a car now."
"No," Frosty said. "I won't let you." He didn't want Rose to end up like Gloria. If Rose was gone, Frosty would have no one. Maybe another she-cat would come in, but he had already lost two friends. As much as he despised Rose, he didn't want to lose her too.
"This is why I'm confused!" Rose hissed. "You talk about how much you hate me, but you just said you wouldn't let me kill myself. Do you hate me or not?"
"I'm not sure," Frosty growled.
"That's what I thought," Rose hissed. "Bye, Frosty," she said, padding out onto the thunderpath.
"No, Rose! Wait!"
A car had already come down the road. "ROSE!" he hissed.
Frosty ran onto the thunderpath, but it was too late. The car had hit Rose. She laid motionless on the road, her pink collar drenched in blood.
Frosty ran to her. "Why? Why did I let this happen to you?"
He gasped as Rose suddenly began to drift up towards the sky. "What's happening?!" Frosty gasped. He was shocked as bright lights flashed from her body. When she returned to the ground, she was transparent. She had grown and her pelt had turned from white to a gray tabby coat.
"Momma?!" Frosty screeched.
"Mosskit, my how much you've grown," she said.
"Where's Rose? I'm so confused," he said.
"I must explain," Skycloud said. "First off let me say that Rose never existed. I created her to lead you away from the kittypet place. You aren't meant here. You're meant in SnowClan."
"I know that," Frosty said.
"Gloria isn't dead. I was able to revive her shortly after her death. She's alive and well. She is a clan cat too. Her past isn't well. Her mother despised her and called her Snakekit. Later, her mother threw her into a box, leaving Gloria on the streets of twoleg nests."
"She's alive?!" Frosty gasped.
Skycloud nodded. "Now please, I must tell you what to do. First off, your name is no longer Frosty. Your name is Mosskit. You must go get Snakekit and start your journey home," she said.
"How will we know where to go?" Mosskit asked.
"Shortly after your arrival in the woods, a cat will find you. That cat will lead you home," Skycloud said.
"There's one more thing I must do," she said. She leaned down with her mouth open, ready to bite Mosskit's neck. Mosskit winced, thining she was going to kill him, but he was relieved when her teeth snapped the blue collar off.
"You are free," Skycloud said.
"Thank you, Momma. Will you stay?" Mosskit asked.
"I cannot accompany you the whole journey, but know I am always with you in your heart," she said.
"Thank you," Mosskit said.
"Good-bye my son. I will see you soon," she said, disappearing from him.
Mosskit was going home.
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Mosskit Book 2: The Journey
Fanfiction[Warriors Cats Fanfiction] Mosskit, who has just escaped the horrible fire that has taken his mother, travels far away from SnowClan and ends up accidentally being adopted by twolegs. As Mosskit assumes his new name of Frosty and meets new cats who...