HeatherMoon

Tears slid down BlueMoon's snout. She had just abandoned her own puppies in the wilderness so her pack could survive. The only puppies that remained were HeatherPrint and StemPrint. BluePrint, SmudgePrint and DawnPrint had all been left outside the boundaries of Shadowseer pack. They would either die, or by a miracle, live to have their own pack each. BlueMoon knew her death would be awaiting her, in the shadows, ready to claim her, as she had seen it in the future. She knew HeatherPrint would be her heir. But before her death, an experiment would be conducted on HeatherPrint. BlueMoon knew her daughter had a quartz coloured pelt, but they would soon change that. BlueMoon had bought a special potion to change the colour of HeatherPrint's coat. She hoped her daughter would be blessed with many pups, and be able to give a safe home to every single one of her pups, unlike BlueMoon had. BlueMoon remembered FrostNight. Her mother. Once they were both adults, FrostNight had left BlueMoon and AlaskaWatcher to fend for their own pack, and FrostNight was never seen again. More tears slid down BlueMoon's snout as she watched HeatherPrint and StemPrint playing together sadly. They were extremely hurt at the abandonment of their siblings. BlueMoon was extremely old to have puppies, she knew it was going to be her last litter. But she needed an heir. And HeatherPrint was a perfect fit. BlueMoon would put StemPrint at the enclave, and leave her to find a new family. But it hurt more than anything to remember what happened to AuroraPrint, HeatherPrint's half sister. But BlueMoon had to leave her at the enclave. Some days BlueMoon hated herself for having more puppies than what she could handle. But she was young when she had all those puppies. And half of them were accidents. BlueMoon remembered the good old days when she and OchreWind were raising their puppies. But then there was famine. A time of pain and hunger. Most of the pack died. BlueMoon hoped that HeatherPrint would never have to deal with famine. BlueMoon sighed, and walked back into the den, sat next to AlaskaWatcher, and continued to watch HeatherPrint and StemPrint.

6 months later
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HazelFlame beckoned for HeatherPaw to come over. It had been expected that one day their alpha would die of age, but to HeatherPaw, it was completely unexpected. HeatherPaw knew her mother would die one day. But she hated the thought of that happening. HazelFlame had been incredibly good to HeatherPaw, knowing it would be tough on her. "She wants to speak to you" HazelFlame said, guiding HeatherPaw to her mother's death nest. Tears rolled down HeatherPaw's snout. "You can't go. Please. I'll save up to resurrect you." HeatherPaw cried. BlueMoon shook her head. "No. I don't deserve to be resurrected. I will always watch over you, HeatherMoon." BlueMoon said softly. HeatherPaw panicked, and had a coughing fit. "Don't call me HeatherMoon. You're not dead yet." HeatherPaw demanded. BlueMoon shook her head, and removed her lunar tear necklace, and placed it around HeatherPaw's neck. "Remember me by this." BlueMoon said, smiling softly. HeatherPaw nodded, tears continually streaming down her cheeks. "I will never forget you." HeatherPaw said in a wobbly voice, watching as BlueMoon's eyes flickered. A flash of blue, and she closed her eyes for good, her blue orbs never to be seen again. Life left BlueMoon sadly. HeatherPaw rested her head on BlueMoon, sobbing into her still fur. HazelFlame sighed. "Time to come now, HeatherMoon." She said, sorrow tearing her voice. HeatherMoon nodded, and followed HazelFlame.