A/N: Hello there! This is for Misgiving Writer's Ipod Shuffle Challenge on her Warriors Challenge Forum. Your iPod gets put on shuffle and while the song plays, you have to write a tiny 'story'. You only get until the song ends to finish. There are five songs/stories that are not at all related.
Let it Rain: David Nail
Tears streaked down her face.
He walked away like a shadow, slinking back to his own territory.
It's over, she thought, we're done. She glanced up to the sky, watching the dark clouds hover above. Rain droplets fell steadily, drenching her pelt. He doesn't love me anymore.
Hurt and guilt nagged at her. Why had she let Stormfang get close to her at the Gathering? Why? Now she was alone.
"Let it rain," she whispered, tears falling rapidly. "It's my entire fault."
Dynamite: Taio Cruz
"Victory is ours!" Spottedstream yowled, lifting his chin in pride. "Sunningrocks are RiverClan's!"
A chorus of cheers followed as they celebrated.
Driftshadow padded over to the tom, whose cheek was bleeding. "Let me help you," she purred. She let him lean against her toward the medicine den.
"I love you," he whispered. "I won for us."
She nodded, pressing her cheek against his.
"We've won!" Minnowstar yowled. "Celebration tonight!"
Temporary Home: Carrie Underwood
A small black kit shifted uncomfortably on his paws.
"How do you like this place?" his father, Nightblaze asked. He had a kind look in his eyes. "You're safe."
"I'm fine," the kit whispered. He faked a purr, feeling sorrow. He missed his mother in ShadowClan.
"You're ThunderClan now." Nightblaze nudged him.
This is my temporary home, the black kit thought, feeling the gaze of his new Clanmates.
Love Story: Taylor Swift
I wait for you in the meadow.
You're standing there, across the clearing.
It's green-leaf. Flowers bloom around us. The sun beams down, flashing warmth between us. You close the gap, walking toward me with an amused look in your eyes. We entwined tails, cheek-against-cheek.
"Be with me forever," you whisper, not a doubt in your voice. "Just say yes."
Unhesitant, I breathe in your ear, "Yes."
Is this in my head? I don't know what to think. You purr gently, "I'll love you forever."
White Liar: Miranda Lambert
Through the ferns I peer. He pads toward me, a sly look in his eyes. A strange scent comes from his fur. Like . . . like WindClan.
"Hey, Iceflower; I was just seeing Lilyfoot off the territory," he says, seeing me.
I saw more than that, liar, I think, a growl rising in my throat.
"Yes. And I was seeing that Bumblewhisker was leaving too," I lie, though the truth seeps into my words.
I had been lying to him, too.