Icestar and Blossom

Chapter 10

Blossom opened her eyes slowly, revealing large trees that sprouted up from the ground. Her first instinct was that she was in StarClan, for she believed the fire had taken her beautiful and glorious life.

She almost began to laugh loudly when she heard a yowl, indicating she was very much alive. "Icepaw?" Emberpaw asked, standing next to her. "Are you okay?" Realizing that Emberpaw was with her, Blossom knocked him away, standing up.

"It's me, Blossomkit! I'm not Icepaw!" she hissed at the ginger tom.

Emberpaw gasped, stepping back a little as if he were to run away and tell everyone. "But you were dead! Rainstar said himself!" He moved a little quicker now, about to run off to the clan. Blossom realized this, and she sprinted in front of him, blocking him from walking any further.

"You cannot tell anyone I'm alive," she spat. "I'll explain the story to you if you promise not to tell anyone! Please!" she begged.

Emberpaw hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "I promise."

Blossom sighed. "My mother gave me away to my father the night before my apprentice ceremony..."

"But Whitewhisker is dead!" Emberpaw argued. "That's impossible."

Blossom shook her head. "No, my father isn't Whitewhisker. My real father is Sammy. He's a kittypet." She shuffled her paws, not wanting to see Emberpaw's reaction. "Stonecloud gave me away to him, and I became a kittypet. My new name is Blossom, and I've been living there ever since, forbidden to come home..."

"Stonecloud is dead," Emberpaw said without any sympathy.

"I'm not mouse-brained!" she spat. Emberpaw shrunk down at her hiss. "Sorry," Blossom grumbled. "I should really be returning. Don't tell anyone I'm alive! Not even Icepaw! Don't say anything about her kittypet heritage either!"

"You're not strong enough to go yet," Emberpaw announced.

"My ma-father will worry about me," Blossom sighed, about to walk away.

Emberpaw stopped her. "I'm glad you came back," he purred, intertwining his tail with hers.

Blossom smiled, getting an odd feeling. She knew she wasn't supposed to be in love with Emberpaw, but the love she had forgotten returned for a second. Realizing what she was doing, she moved her tail away, returning to the present. "Look, Emberpaw. I didn't come back to join the clan. I wanted to see Icepaw, but now I've given up on that."

She stopped as Emberpaw nuzzled her, obviously not getting the memo. But Blossom couldn't help but smile. It was true. He still loved her. "Y-You still love me?" The odd spark of love had grown bigger. At that very moment, it was as if Blossom didn't want to return, but instead, stay with Emberpaw.

Emberpaw nodded. "I was heartbroken when you went missing. Cried for moons. I still do. It was as if my heart had been torn apart."

Blossom suddenly gazed into Emberpaw's familiar green eyes. "Emberpaw, the truth is...I still love you too," she purred, the spark growing to enormous size now. She had never felt this way around Snickerdoodle.

She was distracted by Emberpaw's love, not realizing what would happen if Snickerdoodle found out that she and Emberpaw were in love. She ignored it for a few moments. She was in love with Emberpaw, and that's what mattered. He was hers. Maybe she could stay here with Emberpaw forever and never go back to Snickerdoodle.

Emberpaw smiled and knocked her over. Blossom laughed, and Emberpaw lightly bit down on her ear, just like when they were kits, playing games. She batted at him playfully, and they laughed. Maybe they would become mates and have kits...

"I love you, Emberpaw," she whispered.

"And I love you too, Blossom," he spoke.

She smiled as he laid down next to her, and together they slept side-by-side in the burnt forest, madly in love.

As Blossom awoke, she was in utter shock. What was she doing? She had a mate! She couldn't be with Emberpaw no matter how much she wanted to. The surge of love had sparked down into nothing. She could no longer feel the love towards Emberpaw.

Emberpaw awoke, gazing up at her. "Hi," he murmured, lovesick.

"I'm sorry, but I have to leave. Maybe I'll see you again someday."

"But, we could've been mates!" he cried.

Blossom sighed, beginning to pad away. She turned her head. "I'm sorry," she said, walking away, sighing as she left the heartbroken Emberpaw.

She knew she could never see him again. He might've saved her life, and they might've been in love for a day, but her mate was Snickerdoodle, and that's who her heart belonged to now.

Emberpaw's yowl ran through her ears. "But we could've been mates..." She shook the thought away. But that odd spark of love struck again, piercing Blossom's heart.