I love you, Bristlefrost...

      As long as I can remember, I've always had your image in my mind. A thick-furred pale gray she-cat with blue-green eyes.       I began to feel sympathy for you from the moment when you saved me. Your character was thing, that I've always admired too. Even though you didn't believe that Bramblestar was an impostor until the last moment, you had a lot of good qualities. For example, your courage, your responsiveness, your dedication. And it was them that I admired so much.       I dreamed of how I would move from the SkyClan to the ThunderClan, and you will be my mate. I imagined our kittens, as eager to prove their loyalty to the Clan as I am, and as selfless as you are. Even if the ThunderClan cats will looked at me with disdain or disbelief, I would be willing to tolerate it. For you.       But these dreams of mine were not destined to come true. Saving Shadowsight, you jumped on the spirit of Ashfur, who was impostor in the body of a Bramblestar, drowned him in dark water, and drowned there yourself. At that moment, my heart split into a thousand pieces. I knew perfectly well that this water absorbs all living things that only get into it, but I waited until the last minute for you to get out of it now and announce the final death of Ashfur to everyone. But it didn't happen.       You didn't come to me from the StarClan, and only then did I realize that I had lost you forever. Perhaps cats of your Clan, parents and other cats close to you grieved very much for you, but I was grieved the most of them all.       After all, I love you, Bristlefrost...