Chamomiles from suicide

Sunset has come. The rays of the setting sun made their way through the tree branches and leaves, and painted them in bright colors, which is why they seemed to shine. It all looked very beautiful. It's "purring time" at, the cats of the Thunder Clan lay gathered in twos, threes, or even in whole small groups. They licked each other's fur, purred friendly, and shared the latest news. Bluefur sat a little further away from her fellow clanmates and licked her gray fur with a blue tint. Having tidied herself up in this way, the cat raised her blue eyes to the bright red sun, which was already slowly sinking below the horizon and turning the sky pinkish. The warrior sat with her tail wrapped around her paws and looked at the sky. But it still seemed to her that someone was missing. «Now is «purr time» — thought the cat. — «Should I invite Rosetail to join me? The sunset is also so beautiful... It’s a little disappointing that I have no one to share my impressions with... Right, I’ll call her!» Bluefur directed her gaze towards the camp full of cats. But among this purring and huddled mass, she did not see either the familiar red tail or brown-white fur. Therefore, Rosetail got lost among the warriors. Bluefur was about to get up and go in search of her friend, when she suddenly noticed a figure walking straight towards her. The cat sat down, sighing with relief. «Rosetail... Found me after all, thank Star Clan.» — she was delighted. However, upon seeing who actually approached, Bluefur suppressed a surge of irritation. It was Thrushpelt. The sand cat sat down next to the warrior and pressed against her gray side. The cat pulled away sharply, but the cat did not attach much importance to this, but looked at her with his green eyes with adoration. — What a wonderful sunset, isn’t it, Bluefur? — purred Thrushpelt. — How wonderful it is that I meet it with you... — Bluefur looked at the warrior with slight annoyance and irritation. «Sorry, Thrushpelt, but today I’m not with you!..» — the cat said mentally. She tried to find the words to tell the sand warrior that it was not him that she had been waiting for and was closely looking out for among her fellow clanmates... It wasn’t him that she was so happy about at first... It was... Someone completely different. — Thrushpelt... Forgive me... But... — Bluefur began, and looked away. Now she was overcome with a slight feeling of shame. Of course, she didn’t want to offend or hurt Thrushpelt, but... The poor cat did not understand that rumors would forever remain rumors, and the gray warrior would never become his couple. Bluefur felt absolutely nothing towards him. She did not receive the same joy, the anticipation, the excitement that she experienced with Rosetail... — What's happened? — Thrushpelt asked, his ears slightly flattened. — Forgive me... But today... I'm not alone again... I'm waiting... Waiting for someone. Now I’ll go look... Probably... She can’t find the way to me... — Bluefur said with a hint of awkwardness. She did not dare to look at Thrushpelt, because she believed that the cat would get angry and yell at her, because this was not the first refusal. But surprisingly, he reacted calmly. — Okay... I'm not offended, Bluefur. I see that this is very important for you... It’s okay, we’ll be together another time... — the cat purred and licked Bluefur on the top of her head. — Good luck! — Thank you! — Bluefur exclaimed and trotted forward. She looked back for a moment and looked at Thrushpelt, who headed towards Dappletail and Stormtail . She felt sorry for her best friend, but she understood that nothing would have worked out between them. He's just not right for her. Discarding these thoughts, the cat walked along the camp, looking for Rosetail. Finally, the familiar and familiar smell of daisies hit Bluefur’s nostrils. «Finally…» — The warrior thought with a joyful purr. Rosetail sat at the entrance to the camp, licking a white paw. Catching Bluefur's gaze, the cat smiled joyfully. The warrior approached her friend and sat down next to her. — Wonderful sunset today, — Bluefur noticed. — That's true! I can't stop looking at it! — Rosetail said enthusiastically. — To be honest, I don’t remember the last time I saw such a beautiful... — Bluefur smiled and moved her mustache. How inquisitive Rosetail was! — Would you like to go for a walk with me in the forest? I know a great place to watch the sunset! — suggested the warrior. — I'm happy to! — said Rosetail, jumping up from the ground and waving her red tail. — Then go ahead! — Bluefur commanded cheerfully, and ran outside the camp along with Rosetail. The cats scampered happily through the forest, like little kittens playing tag. A warm breeze walked through their fur and ruffled it tenderly. So, trees rushed past the cats, and the bright light of the sun flashed between their branches. Finally, Bluefur and Rosetail reached their destination. It was a small ledge that had a full view of the beautiful sunset sky. Two cats could easily fit on it. The cats walked onto the ledge and sat down, huddled together. Bluefur looked at the setting sun in fascination, and involuntarily glanced sideways at Rosetail. How beautifully the white parts of her fur shone in the sun... And the red tail seemed to be burning with fire. The sun reflected in her green eyes, giving them a bright shine. Bluefur fell in love with the cat. How beautiful she was... — Today the ThunderClan cats gathered together... Most of them in couples... — decided to break Rosetail's silence. She turned to Bluefur and looked at her slyly. — Do you like anyone? Probably, Thrushpelt... — No! — exclaimed Bluefur, and immediately became embarrassed. She was amazed that she blurted it out so readily and sharply... — Why? This cat is clearly crazy about you... He's following you with his tail! Haven't you noticed this? — asked Rosetail, puzzled. «I wish I had noticed!» — Bluefur snapped to herself. — «But the fact that I supposedly like him is just stupid rumors that my fellow clanmates want to believe. They won't wait!» — Just Thrushpelt... Not my type. That's all. — muttered the gray warrior, looking away. — Who's your type? — Rosetail was not far behind. Bluefur looked at her with annoyance. — Don't know… — she answered. «Do I even need a he-cat?» — Bluefur asked herself — «I notice... that I feel something more for Rosetail than I thought... I want this sunset to last forever... I want her to always be there... Next to her my life... It seems to become brighter... Eh... I can’t imagine how this cat was able to capture my heart, squeezing it in her claws, and seriously turn my head? How?..» — B...Bluefur? Are you thinking about something? — Rosetail asked. Bluefur shook her head. — Ah... No, everything is fine... Yes... I was dreaming... This happens to me sometimes... — the gray warrior said, embarrassed. — Well, that's okay… — Rosetail said and smiled. Bluefur tried to find words to talk about... And finally an idea came to her mind. — Rosetail... I always wanted to ask you... — the warrior said, stuttering a little. — You appeared in my life so unexpectedly... Where are you from? Where did you live before?.. — Bluefur noticed something strange flash in Rosetail's eyes. It was as if the question had stumped her. — I... I don’t remember, Bluefur. — the cat stammered. — How? Don't remember anything at all? — Bluefur was surprised. — Do you really not remember your home or your relatives? Surely you had someone! — Maybe someone was... — Rosetail said with the same intonation. — True... I don’t remember either home or family... I only remember this forest... So beautiful... And then I met you... — Hmm... Maybe you once had to lose your home and relatives? — Bluefur suggested. — Yes... It looks like it... — said Rosetail. — Oh... I'm kind of tired... I'll go to the camp. If anything, I'll wait for you there! — Okay… — Bluefur nodded and remained sitting on the ledge. She watched Rosetail as she left for a long time. «She was acting very strange now... It looks like she is hiding something from me... The poor thing must have experienced something very terrible in childhood... And now she doesn’t want to remember it... Well, okay, I won’t bother her with this if it hurts her...» — the cat decided and went to camp.