Spottedleaf

Very fair.

Bluestar knows they have, Spottedleaf says gently.

Didn't they all have the same dream the night the one was born?

Your dream?

Which is probably why they gotta dream about it.

Yeah.

Dangerous? Spottedleaf asks, puzzled.

Does she think it's a good idea to have cats in the clan who are more powerful than the stars, Bluestar challenges? More powerful than their warrior ancestors? What will become of ThunderClan if- Have faith, Bluestar, Lionheart interrupts gently.

They have a big fight.

Sandstorm realizes that she is kind of second best in comparison to Spottedleaf, Firestar's ghost girlfriend, essentially.

and she gets pretty mad and they eventually get separated by the storm a giant wave happens in the river and sandstorm gets swept away essentially and we don't know if she's alive or dead so today we're gonna find out if sandstorm is alive all right chapter 12 quote no firestar yelled sandstorm sandstorm where are you There was no reply.

Firestar ran up and down the bank, yowling his mate's name over and over.

Whatever had happened to her, if she was drowned or lying injured somewhere, it was his fault.

He let out a whimper of grief.

How could he have let Sandstorm believe that he would rather have been with Spottedleaf? It was Sandstorm he loved, and he would do anything to live the time over again and send her across the tree trunk first." Hey, so if her dying gets him to snap out of this Spottedleaf obsession, with that, actually.

i don't want sandstorm to die.

I'm just-

... we've had, we've had Spottedleaf who just slut-shamed us, we had Yellowfang who lied to us about her fertility, and then-

Yeah

... and also said some gross things about like, "Your, your partner deserves children," which, yuck.

"I know you never really wanted me for your mate," she mewed as soon as they were out of earshot of the other cats.

"You've always been in love with Spottedleaf." Oh, clocked him immediately.

We love to see it.

[laughs] Even I'm sweating.

Firestar thanked StarClan that he had not mentioned his dream encounter with the former ThunderClan medicine cat.

Okay, so we're just lying now.

"I loved Spottedleaf," he admitted.

No, you didn't.

... get over here, girl.

Spottedleaf, you, I know you can manipulate the real world.

Get over here.

The air stirs, and a new, familiar scent fills the hollow tree.

... using physical force here

...

I like that there is, I, I like that it's not just Spottedleaf, um, 'cause we saw-

Yeah

It's good to see you.

Have you come here alone? Well, thank StarClan it's not Spottedleaf.

Blue Star padded closer until Firestar could see the gleaming depths of her blue eyes.

I know why you have come, she replied, and the questions you want to ask would not be welcomed by many of your warrior ancestors.

'Sandstorm?' he murmured, longing for the warmth and comfort of his mate's presence.

The cat turned toward him, and the light from the den entrance fell onto a soft tortoiseshell pelt.

Spottedleaf, bruh.

Okay, well, at least he thought of Sandstorm first.

Yeah.

And who, lo and behold, is Spottedleaf.

We get slut shamed by Spottedleaf.

Yeah.

And it's, like, crazy about that.