Rusty stared at the big golden cat disappearing into the forest. He had declined Bluestar's offer of joining ThunderClan. Smudge caught up with him and climbed the fence.
'I thought you were going?' he asked, confused.
'I don't want to go. I'd rather stay here with you,' said Rusty.
'Oh well, it's your choice,' was Smudge's answer.
*TWO MOONS LATER*
Tigerclaw slid his claws into Bluestar's belly. His loyal companions were fighting the warriors that were trying to defend Bluestar.
'This is your end, Bluestar,' Tigerclaw hissed.
'Tigerclaw?' rasped Bluestar, her weak body convulsing under Tigerclaw.
'Call me Tigerstar,' Tigerclaw's deep voice rumbled. He sank his teeth into his leader's throat, finally killing her.
Conclusion
The fire prophecy would have not been fulfilled.
There would be no Firestar, Cloudtail, Leafpool or anyone related to Firestar.
No SkyClan
Sandstorm would have been with Dustpelt
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Warrior Cat Short Stories
RandomSome short stories about your favourite cats and some 'What if? Made by @roseshade-
