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Post by wavefur on Jan 18, 2010 15:25:42 GMT -5
Prologue Hawkfrost lay still. Everything was cold. Everything was dark. Slowly he opened his ice coloured eyes, getting to his paws. Looking around, and realisation hit him like a blow from a badgers paw.
“No!” he yowled in horror, he was in the Place Of No Stars! Brambleclaw had killed him! Hawkfrost unsheathed his claws angrily. How could his brother betray him like this? He felt tears fall down his cheek. He’d trusted him, loved him like a brother and he’d choosen to save Firestar over his own kin!
Firestar! he thought angrily One day you stinking Kitty-pet, I’ll kill you for what you’ve done! Just then he spotted a pool of water, it shimmered like the stars in the night sky. He padded over to the mysterious pool, eyes narrowed so they looked like chips of shining ice in the light. Looking into the pool he saw Brambleclaw talking with Firestar, right next to his dead body. He felt rage course through him. Who did they think they were? Just then Squirrelflight appeared through the bushes, followed by her tabby sister, Leafpool. He felt pure loathing for Squirrelflight, she was the kin of Firestar, and she tried to get in the way of him and Brambleclaw. He knew he should feel the same towards Leafpool but…he just didn’t. His heart raced at the thought of the pretty medicine cat. He’d tried to talk about Leafpool with Brambleclaw before but the tabby seemed reluctant to talk about her, and he didn’t press it. He’d just thought he might feel threatened by her, after all she could probably sense that he had been meeting with him and Tigerstar, and he knew Brambleclaw wanted no cat to find out.
Coward! he thought. But know seeing the two tabbies talking privately to each other, pelts pressed together in friendship, he couldn’t help but think there was more going on between his brother and Leafpool. The thought of it made him growl. But he had no idea why. Then he saw Squirrelflight leave her fathers side and pad over to Brambleclaw, licking him lovingly behind the ear.
You roguish tom! he thought his eyes widening. He watched for Leafpool’s reaction but she did nothing, other than pad over to her father to check his wounds. Had he been wrong all along then? But then he saw Leafpool shot a look of longing at the two by the lake, sharing tongues by his dead body. Then he spotted the glint of blue eyes watching them from the bushes.
Ashfur? he wondered. Then they disappeared. He reminded himself to talk to Ashfur in a dream. The gray tom should be congratulated on his skilful way of luring Firestar to his trap. And he also knew he had to help Ashfur get his revenge on Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight as he promised in return for his help. But right now he felt more eager to enter one of Leafpool’s dreams. His claws scraped the ground with anticipation at the thought of meeting the tabby she-cat. But would he be able to? He knew StarClan had their eye on this particular medicine cat most of all, though he didn’t know why. But as the cats moved away leaving his body, he vowed that he would try, smirking as he noticed that Leafpool was the only cat to look back at him.
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Post by wavefur on Jan 18, 2010 15:29:07 GMT -5
Chapter 1 Leafpool could only see darkness. She knew she was dreaming, she remembered falling asleep in her nest after she’d returned to camp and looked after Firestar.
“Hello,” she called into the darkness, “Is anybody there? Does StarClan have a message for me?” Then she spotted the glint of icy blue eyes in the darkness. Could it be?
“H…H…Hawkfrost?” she called uncertainly into the darkness, “Is that you?” Then a giant dark tabby with blue eyes stepped forward. He looked like Brambleclaw in so many ways, except for his icy blue eyes. It was Hawkfrost.
“Greetings Leafpool,” he mewed his voice sounding softer then she’d ever imagined it could.
“Why are you here?” she asked, trying desperately to hide the emotions she felt for this evil cat, “Your not with StarClan, are you?” He shock his large muscular head and sat down beside her. Her fur tingled as his flank brushed against hers.
“I just wanted to see you,” he mewed clearly searching for the right words, “I just wondered…are you…do you…are you angry at me for what I did to your father?” Their was a long pause. She could she desperation in the depths of his eyes and wondered, does he feel the same to?
“No,” she answered her voice becoming as icy as his eyes, “No I don’t hate you.” She looked down at her paws, loathing flickering in her eyes.
“What is it?” he asked. She looked up at him.
“I…I sort of…admired what you did,” she confessed and Hawkfrost stared at her in shock, “As you probably know I’m going to have Crowfeather’s kits. I asked Squirrelflight to pretend they were her kits. She’s gone around and told every cat their hers and Firestar and Sandstorm and are oh so proud. But they don’t pay any attention to me anymore.” Leafpool unsheathed her claws angrily and she snarled at the ground, “I’m no blessed warrior, oh no, I’m just the miserable medicine cat! I’ve made my blessed father look bad and now…now both of my parents are punishing me for it!” She felt Hawkfrost’s eyes on her pelt. Did he believe her? She snarled knowing she meant every word. She could never try to kill a cat as he had done but she knew she felt pure loathing for her father. She felt his tail wrap around her and he drew her in to comfort her. So many emotions filled her then she didn’t know what to do, fear, shock, anger, love, longing. His touch felt as icy as the eyes that had drawn her to him. She felt herself freezing, as though his touch was making her as icy as he was. Shivering, she pulled away.
“So why did you really come here?” she asked looking back up at him.
“I told you,” he insisted, “I just wanted to see you.” Leafpool laughed.
“Don’t tell me tales fit for a kit Hawkfrost!” she mewed smiling, “That’s not why you’re here and you know it!” She saw Hawkfrost shuffle his paws uncomfortably.
“Well I…I…,” he stumbled over his words, “I…erm…Just wanted to chat.” He couldn’t have lied any worse if he’d tried! she thought purring with laughter.
“Well then,” she mewed, “What would you like to chat about?”
“Ashfur!” he said a little too quickly, “Well I thought you should know…” He faltered and she thought she saw uncertainty gleaming in those icy blue depths. But it was gone in a heartbeat. “He’s the one who lured Firestar into my trap!” Leafpool felt taken aback. Why would Hawkfrost give away one of his supporters to her?
“Ashfur!” she gasped, “But why?” She saw Hawkfrost gulp.
“Because I offered to help him get revenge on Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight,” he admitted. Their was a long pause, neither cat knowing what to say.
“I…I have to go now anyways,” he mewed awkwardly and she looked questioning up at him, “Its dawn.” With that he turned and walked away from her, but she noticed he gave her a long backwards look as he went. When he was out of sight she fell back into darkness, as she slept dreamlessly.
Hawkfrost watched her sleep, purring to himself. And now, he thought, I know the perfect way to do it.
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Post by wavefur on Jan 18, 2010 15:32:46 GMT -5
Chapter 2 Leafpool’s eyes gently fluttered open. Standing up she stretched and started to clean herself, reflecting on her dream. Hawkfrost, Hawkfrost of all cats had visited her! She shivered remembering his icy cold gaze but whether it was from horror or love she didn’t know. Trying to put all these confusing thoughts to the back of her head she padded out of her den. It was dawn, just as Hawkfrost had said and cats were starting to wake up. She noticed Berrypaw coming out of the apprentices den, and Brambleclaw coming out of the warrior den a little while after. He shock his dark tabby pelt and padded over to his apprentice without glancing at her. She sighed inwardly. She’d give anything for Brambleclaw to atleast notice her! But of course, he would be fussing over Squirrelflight now she was expecting kits. She spat angrily. She would give anything to tell Brambleclaw that they were her kits but she knew it would do her no good. The clan needed a medicine cat. As she padded over to the fresh-kill pile she wondered why the clans need had to come before hers. After all, how many of them were actually going to talk to her now? She got her answer almost as soon as she’d wondered it. Dustpelt, who appeared beside her, quickly grabbed a pigeon and stalked away without even looking at her, only giving her a disgusted sniff. Resisting the urge to say something she took a vole from the pile, notice Spiderleg’s look of disgust as she did, and took it back to her den. As she munched thoughtfully on the vole, she heard pawsteps enter her den. She looked up to see Ashfur.
“Hello Leafpool,” he mewed flatly, “You said to come back if my wound started to hurt and it has.” Leaving her half finished vole she padded out to him. He looked guant and miserable. Without speaking she set to work on him, and to her surprise, he didn’t hiss, growl or throw her dirty looks.
“Don’t you hate me?” she blurted out after inspecting the wound. He turned to her, curiosity burning in those haunted blue depths.
“No,” he mewed sounding confused, “Why would I?” She looked at him with wide eyes, could he really be that oblivious?
“Its just,” she mewed shuffling her paws, “I ran off with Crowfeather, didn’t I. To them, I’m a traitor.” She flicked her tail in agitation and she saw Ashfur’s eyes glow. Her fur tingled.
“They’re just silly fur-balls,” he retorted, “Just ignore them Leafpool. I think we’re lucky you came back.” He smiled warmly at her and she couldn’t help but smile back, feeling lighter.
“Thanks Ashfur,” she mewed, “Now it looks like the wound has re-opened, hang on.” She dashed into her store and got cob-webs and marigold. “How did you re-open it anyway?” Suddenly Ashfur looked nervous and didn’t answer. Then she remembered what Hawkfrost had told her. But to her surprise, she didn’t feel angry at him.
“Did you meet with Hawkfrost last night?” she asked, lowering her voice to a whisper. He looked at her in astonishment.
“How? How do you know?” he gasped.
“Hawkfrost came to me too last night,” she confessed, lowering her voice further.
“He told you everything didn’t he?” Ashfur mewed straightening up, and she nodded, “Do you think I’m a traitor now?” She shock her head.
“No,” she mewed and Ashfur gaped at her, “I wish I could have that much courage, and kill Firestar.” She spat on the floor, muttering an insult to her father.
“You…you want to kill Firestar?” he gasped, “You can’t be serious!”
“Yes, I’m very serious,” she mewed looking up at him, “You won’t tell anyone, will you?” He licked her on the shoulder comfortingly.
“No, of course not,” he mewed silkily his, eyes warm, “I just never expected you to side with me.” She smiled at him and moved to treat the wound. She finished quickly and he purred with gratitude.
“Thanks Leafpool,” he mewed, “That feels much better.” He touched noses with her and she stared into those soft blue eyes in shock. Just then Brambleclaw walked in, and when he saw Ashfur he froze.
“Ashfur,” he mewed icily, “Are you fit for patrol yet?” He turned to Brambleclaw, returning his icy glare.
“Yes,” he mewed almost to evenly.
“Then I want you to go on patrol with Sandstorm and Dustpelt,” he mewed stiffly and Ashfur nodded to him, before padding out. Then Brambleclaw turned to her, eyes blazing.
“Leafpool!” he hissed, “What do you think your playing at?”
“Don’t hiss at me!” she snapped, “We weren’t doing anything wrong. He was just being friendly!” She glared at him. “Which is better than all the other cats in ThunderClan!” He snorted with disgust.
“Seemed like more than friendship he was after to me,” he growled and Leafpool resisted the urge to lunge at him. How could such a gentle tom be so arrogant?
“Oh right, I get it,” she hissed, letting her fury bubble over, “Now everytime I look at tom, I’m trying to get with him. Is that how lowly you all think of me? Who do you think I am? Squirrelflight?” Brambleclaw snarled.
“Don’t talk like that about her!” he snapped, “She a great cat and a loyal one to!” She padded up to him so they were nose to nose.
“Don’t challenge me you worthless piece of crow-food!” she snarled back then her voice went dangerously low, “I can still reveal your part in Hawkfrost’s plan!”
“Try it,” he snapped, “You’ll be the one to pay for it.”
“I have nothing to lose!” she snarled unsheathing her claws, “Everything I had has been stolen from me! Now get out of my den before I chase you out!” He growled one last time before spinning around and padding out. Padding back to her nest she shoved the half finished vole away and slumped into her nest. Gently letting the tears fall she wondered why Brambleclaw suddenly seemed to hate her.
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Post by wavefur on Jan 18, 2010 15:35:25 GMT -5
Chapter 4 Hawkfrost watched all this with narrowed eyes. So Brambleclaw loathed Leafpool did he? He smirked. Perfect. Then his gaze flicked onto Ashfur’s grey pelt. He was sitting outside the warriors den with his blue eyes glued to the medicine cat den. He loved Leafpool to, Hawkfrost guessed. He’d soon put him right on that! Leafpool was his, and his alone! He unsheathed his claws in his rage. Spinning around he walked away from the pool, determinded to seek Ashfur out.
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Ashfur’s padded through the familiar forest. He was looking for Hawkfrost. He had kept his part of the deal, now he wanted Hawkfrost to pay his debt to him. He entered the clearing and found Hawkfrost waiting for him.
“Ashfur,” he mewed smoothly, “Good. Your just the cat I wanted to see.” Ashfur wasn’t sure if this was a good or bad thing, but he sat infront of him regardless.
“I’ve kept my part of the deal Hawkfrost,” he mewed, “Now I want payment. I asked for your help to get back at Squirrelflight, remember.”
“Of course I do,” he mewed stiffly, “And I have a plan, that will work for both of us. Leafpool. She will be a good attack against them both! And Firestar! If we can get her onto our side, we can destroy them.” Ashfur wasn’t sure about this. He didn’t want to cause her any more heartbreak than she’d already been through. But if she joined them, they could become close. That made Ashfur’s fur tingle and he knew that Hawkfrost was right. They had to get Leafpool on their side.
“So how do we do it?” he asked. Hawkfrost smiled down at him.
“She already hates Firestar and Squirrelflight,” he mewed thoughtfully, “We just need to get her here. And to do that we need to get her away from StarClan.” Ashfur shock his head. That would be impossible. A medicine cat without StarClan was like a warrior without teeth and claws.
“That won’t happen,” he mewed sadly, “She’ll never agree to leave StarClan behind.” Hawkfrost look surprised.
“You really think that?” he mewed, “Ashfur you do realise what time of the moon it is don’t you!” Ashfur shock his head confused and Hawkfrost sighed.
“It’s the Half-moon you fool!” he snapped impatiently, “Yet Leafpool hasn’t traveled to the Moonpool. What does that tell you?” Ashfur’s eyes widened in shock. Leafpool hadn’t gone to the Moonpool! But that was a disaster. The Clan would be angry.
“But what if the Clan turns on her for this?” he hissed, “She could be exiled for not going!”
“That will make it all the easier,” Hawkfrost replied icily, “With no medicine cat, ThunderClan will rot from the inside!” Ashfur had to admit, he liked the sound of that. The cats who’s never truly accpeted him, falling at his paws. He smiled. Yes, he liked that very much.
“Fine,” he agreed, “That would be good. But just how will this affect Brambleclaw?” Hawkfrost paused before he answered.
“I believe Brambleclaw loves Leafpool,” he mewed icily making Ashfur sudder. Ashfur had never wanted to rip him apart more. Brambleclaw loved Leafpool to! Was he determinded to take everything away from him? Getting to his paws he snarled softly to himself. He would not let this she-cat be stolen from him to! Not ever! Not Leafpool!
“I’ll go now,” he mewed, “And keep an eye on her.” Hawkfrost nodded with narrowed eyes and he felt those ice like pupils on his back as he padded out of the clearing. And as he woke from his dream he began to wonder, did Hawkfrost love Leafpool to?
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Post by wavefur on Jan 18, 2010 15:40:17 GMT -5
Chapter 5 Leafpool shivered. Leaf-bare was fast approaching and her pelt was not yet thick enough to keep her warm. But she was big enough to make any cat suspicous but so far no cat had noticed. She knew why, to them she was invisible, unless they wanted something from her, and for once, she was grateful for it. She knew her kitting wouldn’t be far off. She heard soft pawsteps enter her den and looked up to see Ashfur standing there. She purred, if there was any cat she wanted to see it was him. They had become close after she’d found out about him and Hawkfrost. He had a vole clumped in his jaws, and recently killed by the scent of it.
“This is for you,” he mewed putting it infront of her, his eyes bright, “I just caught it and thought you might be hungry.” She licked his ear gratefully.
“Thanks Ashfur,” she purred, knowing he must have been up early to catch it for her, “Would you like to share it with me?” He nodded and they crouched next to each other to eat, and she felt very self-concious about how close their pelts were. Once she’d finished her share she sat up and started to groom herself, reflecting on the last few moons. She’d meet with Hawkfrost often, he’d listened to all her worries and problems, and talked about them with her. In return, he’d told her all about Tigerstar, and how stupid he was to break the warrior code the way he did, and how Hawkfrost had wanted to take over the clans, not for power, but to help the clans. And she had to admit, he had good points, how much easier would leaf-bare be if they had more territory and a clan next door that didn’t try constantly to take their prey and territory? She felt as though a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders everytime she met with him, and she enjoyed their nightly talks. But then again, Ashfur was an even better friend than she could have ever imagined. Squirrelflight had described him in such a one sided way! He was loyal and trustworthy, but she’d told her he was possesive. What a fool, she thought. Did she not understand what she threw away? No matter how bad cats taunts got, Ashfur defended her and stood by her side. He’d even supported her having the kits, and had made her think about keeping them. That haunted her mind most. She felt so little loyalty to this clan now, why not tell them and have the kits? She already loved them, and didn’t want to give them away. Nor did she like all the attention the ginger liar Squirrelflight was getting from her parents. It wasn’t fair! It should be her, with Crowfeather beside her like Brambleclaw was. But of course Crowfeather had found another mate, had a kit and moved on. Maybe she could say the kits were Ashfur’s? But then she’d be dragging him in the mud, and she knew she couldn’t do that.
“Are you Okay Leafpool?” Ashfur mewed breaking her chain of thought. She nodded hastily.
“Yes, I’m fine,” she mewed, then added, “Thanks for the vole, it was great to share with a cat that doesn’t pretend your not there.” He purred.
“Your welcome,” he mewed and he licked her shoulder, “You know I’ll always be your friend.” He looked at her smiling, “And that you can trust me. Tell me, whats on your mind.”
“I just can’t stop thinking about what you said, about keeping the kits,” she mewed thoughtfully, immediately trusting him, “Half of me wants to and half doesn’t.” Ashfur looked thoughtful.
“Like I said,” he mewed, “Its your choice, no one elses. Especially not…” he stopped when Squirrelflight entered the den.
“Can I speak to you Leafpool?” she asked then she shot a look at Ashfur, “Alone.” Ashfur growled at her, hatred shining in his eyes before he touched noses with Leafpool and padded out. Squirrelflight sat down opposite her.
“I wouldn’t trust him if I were you Leafpool,” she mewed, her voice low. Like your opinion counts to me, she thought rolling her eyes.
“Well I do trust him,” she mewed, “But that’s not what you’re here to talk about, so what do you want?” Squirrelflight sighed at her blunt tone.
“The kits,” she mewed, “Everyone wants to know when they’ll come, do you know?” Leafpool did her best to hold her temper.
“Anyday now,” she mewed keep her voice even.
“Good,” Squirrelflight mewed smiling, “Firestar and Sandstorm are so proud! They can’t wait to see my kits…” Leafpool didn’t hear the rest. The instant she’d said those words she felt fury like fire burn in her belly. Her kit…HER KITS?!? I think not!
“There my kits Squirrelflight!” Leafpool snapped, barely containing the fire that wanted to rip her ears off, “Not yours! They’ll always be mine! Your just looking after them!” Squirrelflight looked at her incredulously.
“But your giving them away, you don’t want them” she mewed and that made her snap.
“Get out of my den,” she growled, her voice dangerously low and she unsheathed her claws, “Leave now.” Her sisters eyes flickered with uncertianty and she didn’t move. Letting her fury take hold of her she grabbed her sister by the scruff and dragged her painfully out her den and dumped her in the middle of the clearing. She slashed open her sisters nose and snarled down at her.
“When I say leave I mean it you waste of space!!” she yowled not caring that every cat was staring at her, then she looked up at them and bared her teeth, her eyes narrowed especially on her parents, “Let that be a lesson to you all! I’am not a slave to this clan! I’am not invisible! Want to treat me like dirt do you? Then you can go to ShadowClan to get your wounds treated, because I’ll just put death-berries on your wounds!” Firestar knocked her over and she lay winded on the floor.
“Leafpool!” he spat, no love or care for her in his eyes, “You shouldn’t treat your sister like that while she’s expecting kits.” Leafpool made her mind up in an instant. She howled with laughter.
“You believe that load of rubbish do you?” she growled, “She lied to you, Squirrelflight isn’t expecting kits you stupid ginger crow-food eating fool!” Firestar gasped and took a step back. Brambleclaw stood up to her bristling in fury.
“You lie!” he hissed, “Not her. Your just a dishonourable medicine cat!”
“No Brambleclaw,” she growled, “You believe the lie.” She turned on her sister, “Go on, tell them the truth.” Squirrelflight got to her paws and looked at her, her eyes filled with hurt and confusion.
“Leafpool I…” she mewed but she just snarled.
“TELL THEM OR I WILL!” she yowled. Squirrelflight ducked in terror under her sisters fury and looked Brambleclaw in the eye.
“I’m sorry Brambleclaw,” she mewed sobbing, “But she’s right. I’m not pregnant.” The whole clan gasped in horror but she wasn’t finished, Squirrelflight clearly wanted her revenge, “I was trying to cover for Leafpool. Shes the one whos pregnant! Shes expecting Crowfeather’s kits!” The clan immediately turned on her, all but Brambleclaw, who was frozen in shock, and Ashfur who was standing helplessly at the edge of the crowd looking horrified.
“We should have known you couldn’t be trusted!” Dustpelt growled.
“Traitor!” Mousefur howled.
“Chase her out!” Longtail screeched.
“No!” Ashfur yowled from the back, “You can’t!” But they just ignored him and continued to throw insults at her.
“Enough!” Firestar yowled after an age, clearly wanting the clan to rip at her first, “Leafpool will stay until she’s had time to train another cat, then she will be exiled for this. If we chase her out now we leave ourselves without a medicine cat.”
“Think again Firestar!” Leafpool hissed after the mutters of agreement from the clan, “I’am no slave to this clan, and you cannot control me! I will do as I please, not as you command you stupid lump of fur! I will leave, now. You can all die for all I care.” With that she pushed her way through the crowd towards the exit, no cat, not even Brambleclaw tried to stop her. She paused next to Ashfur.
“Meet me at the lake side at Twilight,” she whispered and he gave her a tiny nod to show he’d heard. Without another word to any cat she padded out of the entrance without a backwards look. Faintly, she heard her father growl behind her, “And don’t come back.”
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Post by wavefur on Jan 18, 2010 15:44:15 GMT -5
Chapter 6 Ashfur felt sick. He wanted with all his heart to run after Leafpool and look after her, but he knew he couldn’t. He had to stay in ThunderClan so they could put their plan in action.
“What do we do now Firestar?” Dustpelt asked.
“Yes, who shall be our medicine cat now?” Mousefur asked, “A clan cannot survive without a medicine cat.”
“I know,” he mewed, his amber eyes not showing a single ounce of regret, “Brightheart knows about some herbs, she will be our medicine cat.”
“But I never wanted to be a medicine cat Firestar!” Brightheart mewed, “I’m a warrior!” Cloudtail nodded in agreement.
“You should ask StarClan, not just choose a cat,” Sandstorm mewed.
“No! Brightheart will be medicine cat, until she can train a willing cat, and that’s final!” Firestar snapped and he stormed back into his den. Hawkfrost was right, Ashfur thought as he looked around the shocked faces of his clan mates, without Leafpool, this clan will rot from the inside.
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Ashfur padded through the forest thoughtfully, and he couldn’t help but wonder what Leafpool wanted. He just hoped she was alright after being on her own for most of the day. It was almost twilight and he was already nearing the lakeside, eager to see her again. Camp had been pandemonium all day. Brambleclaw was too shocked to do much of anything and Firestar was no help either. Brightheart was a good medicine cat, but she wasn’t eager at all about her post. I wonder how the other clans will react when they find out, he thought as he sat by the bank waiting for Leafpool. He didn’t keep him waiting long. She padded out of the bushes cautiously but when she spotted him her eyes glew with joy.
“I was so worried you wouldn’t come,” she mewed padding quickly over to him.
“Of course I came,” he mewed softly, “I would have fought the whole clan off to see that you’re Okay.” He gave her a quick check over and purred when he realised she was fine. His purr grew louder when she licked his ear.
“Of course I’m Okay silly,” she mewed smiling, “I feel so much better now I’m not in that stupid clan anymore. It feels like a weight has been lifted.” He smiled even broader, glad to hear she felt better.
“What did you want to see me for anyway?” he asked her.
“I…I just wanted to say goodbye before I left,” she mewed sadly and he leapt to his paws in alarm.
“What?! You mean you’re just leaving and never coming back?” he mewed in alarm. He should’ve known that all along, that’s what exile meant, but he hadn’t thought of it like that.
“I have to, I’m not welcome here anymore,” she mewed looking at her paws.
“Can’t you try and join another clan?” he asked desperately.
“No!” she hissed, her eyes aflame, “I will not grovel to another clan for help! I can survive on my own.” Ashfur was impressed by her fiery determination; she was stronger than ThunderClan gave her credit for.
“Then stay around,” he mewed, “Don’t stay on the territory but don’t go to far away. I still want to see you.” She blinked and he waited tensely for her answer. She paused for a heartbeat.
“Okay,” she mewed, “I’ll stay.” He purred with joy and waved his tail in the air.
“I’ll go with you and help you find somewhere to stay before I head back to camp,” he mewed and started to head off before she could argue. She padded behind him purring with amusement. They were silent as they journeyed up the border with ShadowClan.
“There!” Leafpool mewed as they reached the scent markers that signalled the end of ThunderClan territory, “Look at it, its perfect!” A little way outside the border there was a tree with a cave at the bottom, a big enough den for any cat. She sniffed the air cautiously, checking for any scents of badgers or foxes. There obviously was none because she dived straight in. I’ve at least got to check that its safe, he thought, not really ready to leave her yet. Padding over to join her from where he was standing, just inside the border, he padded in. The cave was huge! It was as big as the ThunderClan nursery, easily! And Leafpool had it all to herself. There was a small stream at the back so she could drink and there was bound to be moss and bracken somewhere in this unexplored part of the forest. He purred, Leafpool was right, it was perfect.
“I’ll get you some moss and bracken,” he mewed still purring as he bounded out. He was back almost instantly. He had been right. There was a bountiful supply of moss and bracken no far away and by the scent of it, there was plently of prey. But as he and Leafpool started to make her nest, something struck him. Could Leafpool hunt? She’d never been trained to.
“Leafpool, do you know how to hunt?” he asked, not trying to hide his concern, “Were you taught?” She nodded and he breathed again.
“Not as much as you,” she mewed, “And I doubt my technique is perfect but it will do.” He nodded.
“Maybe I could train you a little here and there,” he mewed hopefully.
“That would be great but how could you explain being away from camp for so long?” she asked her eyes showing her worry for him, and his heart swelled.
“Maybe…erm…” he mewed uncertainly, “Maybe we could meet in dreams, you, me and Hawkfrost.”
“Really?” she mewed, her eyes lighting up, “I’d love that. Tonight then?” He purred at her enthusiasm.
“Sure why not,” he mewed happily, “I’d better go or they’ll come looking for me.” He really didn’t want to leave her on her own, and he secretly hoped that she’d be able to look after herself. She nodded.
“Okay, but make sure to give yourself a good wash,” she mewed, “You can’t go into camp with my scent on you.” He nodded and started to pad away. But as he did he felt torn. He knew he had to go home, but he felt more at home with Leafpool than he ever did in ThunderClan.
“Ashfur wait!” she mewed just before he crossed the marker, catching up to him, “This is for helping me today.” She gave him a gentle lick on the cheek and he felt himself blush, “Thank you Ashfur. You’ve been the best friend to me, ever.” With that she padded back through the trees to her den. He watched her go with wide eyes. Crossing back onto ThunderClan territory he thoroughly washed himself, but he refused to allow himself to wash his cheek. He never wanted to forget that gentle, almost loving lick, ever. And as he carried on back to camp, his tail was raised high with joy. Little did he know there was a pair of icy eyes watching him the whole way.
“Oh Ashfur,” Hawkfrost hissed as he watched him pad back to camp from the glowing pool, “Big mistake.” He bared his teeth.
“No cat messes with whats mine and gets away with it!”
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wavefur
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Heyy! WATCH OUT FOR ME I EAT YOUR COOKIES!!!
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Post by wavefur on Jan 18, 2010 15:45:25 GMT -5
No worries guys, chap 3 isn't missing, its just the prologue was originally the first chap! XD
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Post by Icestorm on Jan 19, 2010 15:54:36 GMT -5
WOOT! EPICAL!!!!
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Post by Wildstar on Jan 19, 2010 19:25:09 GMT -5
This is well written =] brilliant story i always liked hawkxleaf ;]
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wavefur
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Heyy! WATCH OUT FOR ME I EAT YOUR COOKIES!!!
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Post by wavefur on Jan 22, 2010 14:29:52 GMT -5
YAY! THANKIES GUYS! HawkXLeaf is love! =3 BrambleXLeaf is still better tho.
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Post by rainstorm1 on Jan 22, 2010 18:01:02 GMT -5
I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE CONTINUE!!!!!!
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Post by Wildstar on Jan 23, 2010 17:11:24 GMT -5
Are you Wavefur from YouTube? The one who got hacked?
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Post by rainstorm1 on Jan 24, 2010 15:19:50 GMT -5
Yes, yes she is. IT'S SO SAD!!!!!!!! *sniffle*
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Post by Wildstar on Jan 24, 2010 16:23:10 GMT -5
Aww Im so sorry Wavefur! I hope you can still upload all of the deleted videos onto your new account! Stupid GothD0g or whatever haha all you friends are making a massive riot on that account ;D
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Post by rainstorm1 on Jan 26, 2010 17:35:29 GMT -5
Yea but now her channel is deleted.
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