No One Will Ever Know-A Warrior Cats Fanfiction
Summary- I look at him. What an arrogant mousebrain, with she cats padding after him like a piece of fresh kill. But why do I feel this way when I look at him? I can't love him, he already has a mate, and besides, why would I waste my time with a snide piece of foxdung? I've seen the way that Foxleap looks at me, begging, pleading, though I don't return the feeling. It's mousebrained. I've just fallen for the selfish cream tom that calls himself Berrynose.
Disclaimer- I do not own Warriors.
CHAPTER ONE
I look at my sister's fluffy grey pelt pressed next to Bumblestripe and sigh. Why doesn't any tom like me? They're all padding after Dovewing, but no one has shown an interest in me. Wait, I lied. Foxleap gazes at me, eyes filled with love. I wish I could return the favour, but I can't. I don't love Foxleap, and that's final. I wouldn't be able to stand having a mate that had me as second option to losing my sister to Bumblestripe. I groan and put my head on my paws and fall into a dreamless sleep.
"Berrynose, you'll lead the dawn patrol. Take Ivypool, Poppyfrost, Molepelt and Cherrysnow with you. Make sure that ShadowClan aren't trying to take our territory again, will you?" I wake to Squirrelflight's voice organising patrols, and calling my name to go on a patrol with Berrynose, his mate and his kits, newly named warriors. Great. I stretch and wash my fur, before heading out to join the waiting family. Poppyfrost and Berrynose take the lead, the tortoiseshell she-cat burying her nose in Berrynose's fur. I can't help but to feel a pang of jealousy. They are so close, bonded as one. I walk alone at the rear of the patrol as Molepelt's cream and brown pelt and Cherrysnow's ginger pelt flash past my field of vision. They have so much energy.
"Hey, Ivypool, you want to have a mock battle when we're done? We'll report to camp and then head to the training hollow, okay?" The voice came from Berrynose, and I realised that I had in fact been staring at him. The way his blue eyes reflected the sunlight, the way his cream fur ripples over powerful muscles… Poppyfrost starts to look at me weirdly, so I shake my head clear of thoughts about the cream tom and continue on.
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"… and the WindClan border is untouched, but prey-rich." Berrynose was just finishing his report to Bramblestar, and Poppyfrost beckoned for me to join her in a semi-secluded place near the back of the warrior's den.
"Have your eye on my mare now, have you, Ivypool?" she purred silkily.
"No, I don't know why anyone would fall for such an arrogant furball, to be honest." Poppyfrost shook her ginger and black head slowly.
"You know that's not true, Ivypool. Think." I think hard. As much as I hate to admit it… No, I can't fall in love with Berrynose. What am I thinking? But it's no use. I know that I have fallen hard for the mouse-brained tom.
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Berrynose trots over to us, wondering what we are doing in such a quiet place.
"Talking," Poppyfrost says, her voice filled with emotions that I cannot even begin to describe.
"About what?"
"Oh, my love, I do believe that this young one has a crush on you." Berrynose looks at me, regarding me closely.
"Is this true, Ivypool?" I avoid the question, and look down at my paws. Berrynose purrs.
"Let's not worry about the mock battle, shall we. Ivypool, a word please?" He looks at his mate, and she takes the hint and heads back out to the clearing. Berrynose lies down, so I do the same, assuming that this means that we'll be a while.
"Oh, my dear Ivypool. Not you as well?"
"Berrynose, I can explain, I…" Berrynose cuts me off with another sentence.
"No need, Ivypool. If you want to be my mate, I don't mind. We can be mates. No one will ever know."
"Berrynose, but... you already have a mate! You can't have two!" Berrynose chuckled.
"There's nothing in the warrior code that says that. And, I already said. No one will ever know. I love you, Ivypool."
"I love you too, Berrynose."