Firestorm woke up in an unfamiliar place. It was a dreary gloomy marsh with sparse dead vegetation, underneath her paws was mushy wetness. It was gross. Not gross enough to bring down her good mood, but gross nonetheless. The area vaguely reminded her of the cat that had attempted to warn her about Cowtuft… maybe this place wasn’t so bad…? Perhaps StarClan knew that she had a wish she wanted them to grant her? Whatever the case may be she needed to find someone first. ”Hello?” she called out.

Firestorm flinched slightly at the tom’s words. He was hardly even visible, and something about being called a beauty by him paired with the smile made her pelt prickle with anxiety. Oh well, it was fine, he seemed friendly enough. ”I umm… I have a request…? A wish…? Yes, I have a wish for the stars. I was wondering if you could direct me to someone who could help grant it maybe?” She asked, hesitantly.

Oh great! He might be able to help! This was fantastic!!

”Well the thing is…” Her voice trailed off a little and she fidgeted as she tried to think of a not-so-embarassing way to phrase it. ”I really want kits…” Her pelt heated up as said it out loud. Bloody hell this was so embarrassing. The issue is that we’re both she-cats, however, I want to remain faithful to her… y’know? So umm… I’d like to wish for kits. I want them to be ours, not some random tom’s. Is there anything you can do for me?”

She hoped he’d be able to do something about it. She wasn’t sure how the deceased cats worked or how far their power extended, but surely there was no harm in asking, right?

Firestorm hesitated for a second, the way that the tom in front of her phrased his response worried her. What kind of price would she have to pay for the wish she was making? Taking a second to think it over, she thought about it. More than anything she wanted to be a mother, more than being a leader, and now she was being handed an opputrutnity – at a cost.

”Yes. I want to raise a family of my own with Lightningstorm, more than anything,” The orange tabby said at last ”I’m willing to pay any price – just please let me be a mother.” It would be fine. She’d be able to bare any consequence. Surely Lightningstorm would be happy about the decision, right? She’d help her raise the kits and things would work out?

Though still nervous about the looming threat of a price that may come ot bite her in the rear later, the fiery warrior’s eyes lit up when the cat told her that she’d be receiving her wish.

”Thank you so much! Wait don’t send me back yet, I didn’t get to ask your na-” Thanking the tom, she had initially been about to ask him his name, but she instead was forcibly ripped out of her dream and woke up in the medicine den next to her new mate. Dammit! How was she going to tell Lightningstorm about this when she didn’t even know who it was that granted her wish!?