Worried by WildCroconaw

Summary: this is Frostfur's point of view after the monster in "Fire and ice" hits Cinderpaw. I own nothing mentioned asides from Acornpelt. some characters might seem a bit OOC. Please read and review. Thanks

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I paced in front of Yellowfang's den, my worries growing. Would Cinderpaw make it? She had looked badly hurt when Fireheart brought her into camp. The thought of her not making it reminded me of my own mate, who had been killed on the Thunderpath a few days after Cinderpaw and her sibling were born

"Mama?" My youngest son Thornkit asked me, interrupting my thoughts. I looked down at him trying to mask my worry.

"I thought you were in the nursery with Brightkit and Brindleface "

He shook his as he rubbed his head against my chest. "I couldn't sleep at all. Brackenpaw told us about Cinderpaw and I was too worried about her. Is she going to be okay?"

"I don't know." I meowed sadly as we sat down on the ground.

"Brightkit was scared and auntie Brindleface began singing to her."

I smiled. My sister had a huge heart. "Frostfur, I don't want Cinderpaw to go to StarClan" he looked up at me with his sad amber eyes.

I licked him gently. " I know Thornkit. I am sure that Yellowfang is doing her very best to save her."

"I didn't like her at first when she snapped at me"

I purred. " And then she defended you and your littermates from Blackfoot"

He blushed. "It was like seeing a LionClan cat from the stories that the elders tell. She was very fierce and wouldn't let anyone near us."

I chuckled. His description of Yellowfang's fighting reminded me of a young amber-eyed ginger and white tom that I loved long time ago. "She's got a lot of spirit"

He nodded. "Frostfur, do you think that StarClan is going to let her live?"

"I hope so. Brackenpaw was so heart broken when he found out what happened. "

"I would be too. They were talking about how they want to be the best ThunderClan warriors ever. I feel bad for Fireheart"

I nodded my head in agreement. I was grateful for the young warrior for rescuing my kits from ShadowClan. He had the heart and spirit of a true ThunderClan cat even though he was a former kittypet. Thornkit continued, "he's a great cat. He seems like such a great mentor, it's not his fault that this happened. Sometimes accidents happen and even StarClan can't predict everything that's going to happen "

"That's very perceptive of you to say that. "

"Thanks" he looked at his paws for a few seconds as if embarrassed "I think it's true. One-eye told me how she lost one of her eyes to a badger attack and" he yawned, "Halftail lost his tail to another badger."

I twitched my whiskers. "I remember them those stories as well. If StarClan was able to see everything then you would have been able to meet your father "

"What happened to him momma?"

I held back my tears. "He- was killed crossing the Thunderpath chasing a ShadowClan cat. But he did get to see you soon after you were born"

Thornkit 's tail twitched as he thought of something. "I kinda remember a scent that wasn't you or my siblings"

I licked his cheek. "That would be your father's. Even though he's in starclan he still watches over you."

"Like Robinwing?"

"That's right. She's up there with, watching you"

My son yawned. I nudged him in the direction of the nursery. " Get some sleep. I'll let you know how Cinderpaw is doing."

He nuzzled against my fur "okay. Bye, Frostfur" he got up and went into the nursery.

I sighed. "He acts so much like his father at times. Oh, Acornpelt, I mean you so much. " I looked up to the sky and I could almost see his warm face smiling down at me from the clouds. Even after all this time I still missed him.

"That kit of yours has a big heart," a voice rasped in my ear. I jumped as Yellowfang sat next to me.

"Great StarClan, Yellowfang! Don't do that to me" I meowed. "How did you do that?"

She smiled. "Old ShadowClan habit. Sneak up on your enemy while they are distracted"

I smiled. "You were listening?"

"Yup. Well half listening I was getting Cinderpaw settled."

"How is she? It's just her father died on the Thunderpath and-"

"You don't want the same to happen to her?" the dark gray cat finished. She looked at me with her orange eyes. "If I've done my job right she won't be joining StarClan anytime soon"

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you Yellowfang. I don't think Acornpelt would have liked his daughter to join him in StarClan so soon after she was kitted".

The medicine cat's eyes twinkled with a deep longing. "Acornpelt was your mate I take it?"

I purred. "Yes he was. One of the most kind-hearted toms I knew. He was light ginger with amber eyes. He helped me out when my mother Robinwing died from a badger attack. It's a shame that he never got to knew his kits" I sighed.

"Doesn't mean that he's not watching them now from starclan. " the gray cat told me.

"I know".

My ears swiveled as I heard a soft whimper. My kit was awake!

"Thanks for everything, Yellowfang" I said as I got up and walked inside the den. The smell of herbs and blood hit my nose as I went inside. To one side on a bed of moss I saw my gray pelted daughter. It made me sad to see her pelt covered in cobwebs and her injured leg stuck out at an odd angle.

I went next to her and brushed her fur with my tail. My poor little kit looked so small

Cinderpaw's eyes opened. "Frostfur?"

"Don't worry, baby. I'm here."

Her blue eyes were sad. "Frostfur, I'm sorry"

I was confused. "What for?"

"For making you and Brackenpaw and Fireheart really worried. I know I should have stayed in the camp when Fireheart to me to-"

"Hush, It's not your fault. Cinderpaw. "I reassured her. "At least you're safe and sound'

I stayed by her side for quite a while, As I left the den to tell Brackenpaw and his siblings, I knew in my heart that she would pull through.

The end

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Author's notes: well, how did you like it? I hope I didn't make any one out of character. The books never say who her mate was so I made him up for this story

Elizabeth: YOU MADE ACORNPELT UP? (Hits her over the head with a big mallet a few times.)

OWWWWWWWWWWW! (Multiple lumps the sizes of coconuts appear). What was that for?

Elizabeth: FOR SAYING THAT YOU MADE UP ACORNPELT WHEN IN FACT I DID!

Okay, okay no need to smack my head with a Razor Leaf or Vine Whip attack (sees her reaching for her venusaur's pokeball). That wasn't an idea you know.

Elizabeth: aww, you're no fun

Anyways, before I get pummeled yet again, I'd like to tell you that Elizabeth provided me with Acornpelt's name and description.