“So in my world I was a cat not a pony. It all started when our clan leader, Firestar, died. I was deputy so I had to lead the clan. After I received my nine lives from Starclan everything changed. More responsibilities were brought into my life and my new deputy, my mate Squirrelflight, wasn't much help. She didn't really understand my troubles. Our territory was running out of the little prey we had left. I decided to catch a few rabbits from Windclan territory. They caught me and told me to stay out of their land or they would kill me. I listened to them so I could avoid a fight. When the gathering came Onestar killed me and I went to Starclan, where Bluestar sent me here.”
All the ponies were silent. Bramblestar felt uncomfortable as he felt their stares burning into his pelt. Finally one of the ponies spoke up.
“Well that’s an interesting story.” Said Rarity.
All the ponies nodded in agreement. He shifted slightly and tried to focus on one of the books. Although he couldn’t read he thought they looked interesting. He got up and grabbed one with a purple cover. It had a horseshoe on the front cover. Twilight got up and walked over to him.
“That’s our journal. It has all of the lessons we learned about friendship in it. Would you like to read it?” She asked.
Bramblestar shook his head. “I don’t know how to read.” He admitted.
A look of horror spread across her face but was quickly concealed. She walked over to another shelf and searched the titles. Finally she grabbed a book with a red cover on it. She walked back over to him.
“Then I’ll teach you how to read.”
Hope flared up in his chest. At least on pony accepted him. The other five were standing now. They had unreadable expressions as they said their goodbyes. When they left Twilight showed him a place where he could sleep. As they walked back to the library his stomach rumbled. He hadn't eaten since before the gathering and it felt like moons ago. Twilight noticed the rumbling.
“You must be hungry. What would you like to eat Bramblestar?” She asked.
“What do you have for fresh kill?”
She looked shocked. Bramblestar suddenly remembered that he was talking to a pony not another cat. He remembered from seeing them by the lake that they ate grass and oats.
“I mean, what do you have for food?”
“Well, there’s some apple fritters in the fridge.”
Bramblestar settled down to eat while she went to grab some. When she came back she had three of the things she called apple fritters. He looked at it curiously and waited for her to take a bite first. After she took a bite he nipped at it. It surprisingly tasted wonderful to him.
“This is the best thing I've ever eaten.” He exclaimed.
Twilight smiled in delight. Once they were done eating she headed up the stairs to her bed.
“Goodnight Bramblestar. Feel free to eat anything else before you go to bed. Spike!”
The scaly creature, which Bramblestar found out was a dragon, ran up to her. He looked just as tired as Twilight.
“Yes Twilight?” He asked.
“I need you to write a letter to Princess Celestia and let her know that Bramblestar is now staying with me.” She said.
Spike wrote the letter and then blew fire on it. Bramblestar screamed and hid behind the table. Twilight gave him a confused glance.
“What’s wrong?”
“Fire is feared by all the clans. I didn't know it was safe here.” He replied sheepishly.
Spike laughed and quickly explained that it was how he sent letters. Bramblestar felt sleep starting to take over. He headed for the bed Twilight had showed him. Soon sleep took over but he soon woke up. He tried to figure out what had woken him when a starry cat appeared. Bramblestar realized that he must be dreaming. He saw that the cat was Spottedleaf, Thunderclan’s medicine cat when Firestar had first come to the forest. She had an apologetic look on her face.
“I’m sorry that you have to be here Bramblestar.”
“Why was I sent here?”
“Bluestar was mad. She has lost her mind once more. We had to kill her in the end.” She said flatly.
“So are you going to take me home?”
“I’m afraid not. I have barely enough power to get here. You are going to have to find your own way back.”
Suddenly she disappeared. Bramblestar saw the dream start to fade.
“Spottedleaf please! Help me?” He begged, but she had already left.