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Bluefur and Oakheart

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Spoiler Alert from Erin Hunter's Bluestar's Prophecy!

So, this is when Bluefur goes to meet Oakheart at Fourtrees. They play around for a while, then Bluefur gets serious and stuff. Here's some from the book:

He waited!
Bluefur's heart quickened as she saw Oakheart silhouetted in the moonlight. He sat gazing at the Great Rock, eyes shining. Leaves crunched under Bluefur's paws as she approached him, echoing across the hollow.
He whipped around. "You came!"
She could smell his scent now. She opened her mouth, but couldn't think of what to say.
"I thought maybe you weren't going to..." he seemed to run out of words and stared at her instead.
Such softness in his eyes.
"I couldn't get away," she whispered.
"But you did."
"Yes."
Silence.
Is that it? Bluefur felt panic rising inside her. She shouldn't have come. This was a big mistake. Beneath their feet, the grass was sparkling with frost. Were they going to stand here like mouse-brains searching for words till their paws froze to the ground?
"It's too cold to stand around." Oakheart echoed what she was thinking.
This is ridiculous. She might not know what to say to the RiverClan warrior, but she knew the best way of warming up. Bluefur nodded toward the largest of the trees. "I'll race you to the top of that oak!" She raced away, then realized Oakheart wasn't following.
She skidded to a halt and looked back at him. "What's wrong?"
Oakheart was twitching the tip of his tail. "RiverClan cats don't climb!"
Bluefur purred. "You're a cat, aren't you? Of course you climb. Come on, I'll show you. Unless you're scared," she added mischievously.
"No way!" Oakheart's eyes lit up. He charged past her and balanced on one of the roots twisting out of the earth at the foot of the nearest oak tree. "What now?" he gazed up at the wide, gnarled trunk.
"Watch." Bluefur jumped up with her claws stretched out, and gripped the bark with her front paws. She kept her hind claws sheathed so she could use her back paws to push herself up. "Old trees like this are easier," she called down over her shoulder. "The bark's thick and soft. Even a hefty cat like you should be able to claw his way up."
"Who are you calling hefty?" Oakheart sprang after her. His paws grabbed clumsily at the tree trunk, but strength and determination kept him hanging on, and he prepared for his next jump.
Bluefur said nothing. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of hearing he was doing better than she expected. Taking a deep breath, she scooted upward, bounding onto a low branch. Oakheart scrambled up and collapsed next to her, panting. "Do you actually enjoy this?"
"Of course!" she waved her tail over the edge. "Look." The clearing sparkled below them as if stars had fallen onto the ground.
Oakheart gazed cautiously over the edge. "Not bad," he conceded.
"Ready for the next branch?"
"As soon as you are."
Bluefur reached up to a knotty hole and used it to haul herself higher before digging in her hind claws and leaping up onto the next jutting branch. "Can you manage?" she called down.
Oakheart was hanging from the knot with his hind legs churning the air. "I'm absolutely fine," he muttered through clenched teeth. He caught the bark with his claws and propelled himself upward so fast that Bluefur had to jump along the branch to avoid getting knocked off.
"Very elegant," she teased.
"I'm glad you think so." he growled playfully. "But I'll get you back!"
"How?"
"Wait till I teach you how to swim."
Bluefur stared at him, gripping the branch harder with her claws. "Now way," she told him, feeling her heart begin to race. Stop it! He doesn't know about the prophecy! He'll think you're just being a scaredy-mouse.
Oakheart's whiskers twitched. "Scared of water?"
"Scared of heights?" She flashed him a challenging look and scrambled up to the next branch.
"You can't scare me," Oakheart boasted, catching up to her and squeezing his bulky shape onto the slender strip of wood.
"Oh no?" She jumped to the next branch.
"No." He landed next to her.
"Okay, I'm impressed." Bluefur leaned her head to one side. "Have you really never climbed before?"
"Never."
"Do you want to go higher?"
"Right to the top."
---lalala, skip some of it---
"Let's go down," Bluefur suggested. "Just follow me." She led him the easiest route she could find, glancing over her shoulder to check that he was okay. He looked a lot less confident now. He scrambled and slithered from branch to branch without speaking, and she saw relief flood his gaze as they landed back on the roots.
"Thank StarClan," he sighed, sliding down onto the ground and sinking his claws into the earth.
Bluefur purred. "Not bad for a fish face."
Oakheart looked at her sharply. "What did you call me?"
Bluefur met his gaze. "Fish face."
He lunged for her, purring, but she hopped quickly out of the way and hared toward the Great Rock.
"You wait till I get my paws on you!" Oakheart threatened, but his voice cracked with amusement.
"You'll never catch me!"
---skip some more---
"Every cat in my Clan's been telling me to get a mate," he murmured. "But I want no other mate but you."
"I know what you mean," Bluefur mewed. "Larksong told me I should pair off with..." she stopped, seeing hurt spark his gaze.
Oakheart leaned away. "Is there another cat who...?"
"No," Bluefur mewed quickly. "Only..."
"Only what?"
"I've been raising Snowfur's kit. I haven't had time to think about mates."
"You've done a great job. Your sister would be proud of you. But Whitestorm's a warrior now," Oakheart pointed out. "You've got time to live your own life."
"Maybe," Bluefur whispered. "But this can never happen."
"What?"
"Us."
"Why?" Hurt cracked Oakheart's mew..
Bluefur couldn't believe it wasn't obvious. "We're from different Clans!" And I have a destiny that doesn't leave room for a mate.
Pain twisted her heart. She tried to push it away but it hung their like grief, cold and heavy. She pressed closer to Oakheart, and his warmth eased her sadness.
"If we carry on meeting like this," she murmured, "we'll end up being hurt."
"The only thing that can hurt me," Oakheart breathed, "is being apart from you."

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katleidoscopic's avatar
I loved that scene, it was so touching... I ship Bluefur and Oakheart with a passion.  Nice drawing! :D