(Y/W/N)=(Your warrior name)

This takes place before the battle with Bloodclan.

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You slipped into camp, a plump squirrel hanging from your jaws. The expected battle against Bloodclan was only a day away. Whitestorm had finished organizing the patrols of the day and the camp was like a ghost town. Only the sounds of the squealing kits at the nursery remained. You dropped your prey into the pile and purred at the sight of Sootkit, Rainkit, and Sorrelkit wrestling by their mother, Willowpelt. The pale grey tabby queen's eyes glowed with pride. You hoped to have a mate and kits one day, yeah, like that's going to happen, the only cat you ever loved is the flame-pelted leader, Firestar, but he made his love for the light ginger she-cat, Sandstorm, very clear.

"Hey, (Y/W/N)!" Called an unusual cheerful voice, you spun around to gaze at the she-cat who ruined your love life, but you didn't show any hostility, but only nodded.

"Yes, Sandstorm?" You replied.  She stalked toward you, her ginger pelt bristling.

"I know you like Firestar, and I know you will do anything to get him to become you mate, but I'm going to make sure he never has to see you ugly pelt again!" She spat. You flinched, you never thought the gentle warrior would threaten you like this. Yet, you two always had a rivalry with each other. Before Sandstorm could say anything else, Firestar emerged from his den and he smiled at her. Sandstorm suddenly smiled back and bounded toward him when he called her for a hunting patrol.

"Sandstorm, take (Y/W/N) and Cloudtail on your patrol, the clan needs to be fed and prepared for the fight tomorrow." He ordered. Sandstorm nodded and she licked his ear before trotting toward you, you also noticed that Firestar had a disgusted expression on his face, like he didn't expect Sandstorm to lick him. You tilted you head in confusion. Didn't he love her? Sandstorm slammed into you as she passed which knocked you out of your thoughts. The pale ginger she-cat snorted at you and she went to the warriors' den to fetch Cloudtail. You rolled your eyes and padded to the camp entrance to wait for the others.

~~~The Next Day~~~

You awoke in you nest in the warriors' den as the first rays of sunlight hit your (F/C) face. You groaned, wanting to get back to sleep, but you remembered. The battle with Bloodclan is today! You leaped to your paws and slipped out of the den, eyes wide with excitement and fear. You were one of the first cats up, since only Brightheart, Whitestorm, Graystripe, Firestar, and Sandstorm were in the clearing. Sandstorm was chatting with Firestar and brushing her pelt against his, but he seemed to ignore that. The ginger leader noticed you and smiled, bounding up to you. You stiffened, your paws itched to back up, but you stayed.

"(Y/W/N), we are leaving for the battle soon, we'll be facing something we have never faced before. And if anything happens, I just wanted to tell you-" Another voice cut him off.

"Firestar, it's almost time to go, we need to wake the other cats coming." Graystripe meowed. Firestar turned to face his friend, then with a last glance at you, he padded away. You sighed.

~~~At the battle ground~~~

You snarled at Bone as he lunged at you. You easily sidestepped out of the way, he growled in frustration. Firestar had disagreed to leave the forest, when Scourge gave him four days to think about it. Your flank was covered in bloody scratches, but the worst one was a deep slash the width of a mouse and the length of an adder on your left side, but that never held you down, even though it made you feel dizzy from time to time. You still fought well. You were worried about the ginger leader, you haven't seen him since the battle begun. Bone rammed himself into you and knocked your thoughts out of the way. You felt light headed, he smirked and lunged at you again. He successfully knocked the wind out of you and you gasped for air. You suddenly heard an ear-splitting screech and your blood went ice cold when you saw your leader's dying body on the ground. Tears swelled up in your eyes. Even though you knew he was just losing a life, it still hurts to watch. Bone sunk his yellow teeth into you hind leg, which made you forget about Firestar. You were getting weaker, yet you can't see Starclan at all. Suddenly, Firestar jerked his eyes open and he gasped, in a few moments, he leaped to his paws and launched himself at Scourge, he slashed the black cat's neck open and Scourge fell to the ground, twitching. You bit down on Bone's neck and he yowled, he collapsed. You smiled in triumph and limped toward the crowd of cats that surrounded your leader, but you frowned when you noticed Sandstorm was brushing herself against him again. Suddenly, you began to feel dizzy and your vision blurred. You collapsed on your side, which caught the attention of Firestar and most of the other cats.

"(Y/W/N)! Oh, Starclan, no!" Firestar wailed as he rushed to you side, you were barely awake. You opened your eyes a bit more, and what you saw was unexpected: Firestar had buried his muzzle into your blood stained fur, sobbing. He called for Cinderpelt and the smokey grey medicine cat limped toward you and her crying leader.

"Help her!" He demanded as Cinderpelt began to check your wounds. Cinderpelt hissed in frustration.

"We need to get her back to camp, she's lost too much blood and I'm out of supplies." She meowed, then after that, everything went black.

~~~Time skip cause I can~~~

You flickered your eyes open, the strong scent of marigold and other herbs invaded your nostrils, you soon realized you were in the medicine den.

You're awake! Thank Starclan!" Cinderpelt's voice came from the back of the den, "And I thought I'd have to deal with Firestar sobbing in his den all day." She giggled. Your eyes suddenly went wide, Firestar was crying? Because you were close to death? You know he's clan leader and he would be worried if a clan mate is hurt, but he was just straight up sobbing. You tried to stand up, but you realized how sore your limbs are.

"Oh no, you're not going anywhere, you need to rest. I'll go get Firestar." Cinderpelt insisted as you laid back down. The medicine cat disappeared through the ferns, it wasn't long before a flame-pelted shape rushed inside and rubbed itself against you. You soon realized the shape is Firestar.

"Oh (Y/W/N), I was so worried you weren't gonna wake up! I'm so sorry I didn't pay attention to you before!" He cried, you were shocked. Did he act this way. . .because he loved you? Nah, he doesn't, does he? He licked your head.

"I love you, (Y/W/N), always have, always will." He whispered in your ear.

"I love you too, Firestar." You meowed softly.

~~~Time skip to kits!!!~~~

It's been four moons since the battle, you and Firestar were happily mates, Sandstorm did get angry, but she soon settled down with Dustpelt. You were close to having his kits, you were condemned to the nursery, not by Cinderpelt, but by your mate himself. Your belly was huge with kits and it was hard for you to move. So, you didn't mind having to stay inside the nursery. Firestar slipped inside and dropped a plump squirrel at your paws. You smiled gratefully and you literally devoured the fresh kill.

"Thanks, love." You murmured, he entwined his tail with yours and purred, pushing his muzzle to you cheek. You two stayed like that for a moment, but you were hit with a painful spasm.

"F-Firestar. . .get Cinderpelt." You whimpered. He gasped and left the nursery, rushing to get the medicine cat. Soon, Cinderpelt limped into the nursery and Firestar was also at your side not long after. You yowled as the first kit began to come.

Soon, three little kits suckled at your belly, you purred softly, licking their pelts. You had two she-cats and a tom.

"What should we name them?" You asked Firestar, who was laying beside you.

"Lets name to tabby she-cat, Leafkit." He meowed, you nodded.

"The dark ginger she-cat, Squirrelkit." You murmured, Firestar licked your cheek in response. "And the (F/C) tom can be (K/N)." He finished. You purred with love and you two watch ed your kits tumbled over each other.