Music filled the room from the cello. Octavia smiled at the crowd, making sure to blow a kiss to Bramblestar. It seemed like the notes were magically floating through the air, causing the atmosphere to change with every note. She played her music faster and faster. A thoughtful expression came to her face. When she was done she ran off the stage in a flash. Bramblestar ran behind the stage to see her crying.
“Octavia! What’s wrong?”
“As I played faster I had a vision.” She started, trying not to sob. “I say when you died at that thing you call a gathering. I didn’t really understand it at first, but I saw a cat leap on another that had the same pelt as you. He said that you were a prey stealer.”
Bramblestar came to her side and gave her a hug. She leaned against him and started to cry. He did his best to comfort her but it was no use. After a bit she stopped crying but he could tell she could break out crying any minute.
“Dear, everything's fine. that was the past. Plus it was a good thing I died.” He said.
She looked up at him. “How?”
“Because I met you.”
She smiled and got up. Bramblestar decided to bring her to The Hay Burger for dinner. Right before he left he grabbed her Octavia’s cello and said that they can deliver it at her house and then go out to eat. When they got there he ordered a table for two. A blue colt led them to a booth by the window. They both ordered hay burgers and a couple of apple ciders. Bramblestar turned to Octavia.
“So are you feeling better?”
“Yes, thank you.”
The blue colt came back with their burgers and drinks. They both ate slowly, savoring every bite. Bramblestar looked out the window. He saw the moon rising and the sun setting at the same time. He still couldn’t believe that’s how it works here. Octavia put a hoof on her head and she had an expression on her face that said pain.
“What’s wrong?” Bramblestar asked in a scared voice.
“A few of those memories came back to my head, and some new ones came too.”
“Like what?”
“I saw a ginger cat address a group of them in some kind of clearing. She said her name was Squirrelstar. That must be Squirrelflight right?” She asked.
He nodded. “So she’s become leader. I knew it was coming but it’s still a shock.”
Bramblestar felt his wings quiver, trying to lift up, but he held them firmly down. He decided he had to talk to Twilight as soon as possible so he could tell Thunderclan what happened. Octavia started to get up.
“Thanks for the dinner Bramblestar but I must be going. I love you. Goodnight.”
He gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Love you too. Goodnight.”
He followed her out the door and headed the opposite direction towards the library. When he came in Twilight was pacing back and forth but stopped when she saw him.
“Oh thank goodness you’re home. When you didn’t come home after Octavia’s show I thought you had gotten lost or worse. I don’t even wanna worry about it. All that matters is your back.” She said happily.
Bramblestar smiled. “I was just on a date.”
“Oooo! With who?”
“Octavia.”
Twilight looked as if she was going to explode with excitement just like Pinkie Pie does on a regular bases.
“Listen Twilight I have a question.”
“Ask away.” She said.
He noticed that she looked sad again. She probably thought he wanted to leave.
“Could we send a voice message to my clan? Octavia said it would be a hard spell but you may be able to do it.”
She shook her head. “No I can’t. Sorry but I would need to make a very complicated potion.”
Bramblestar hung his head sadly. Suddenly Twilight perked up.
“But I do know somepony who could make the potion!”
“Who?”
“You’ll see.” She said with a sly smile on her face