Lionblaze and Blackstar
ADVENTURES
Chapter one: annoying WindClan
Lionblaze glared at Blackstar. "Annoying ThunderClan?" he meowed with a hint of a snort. "Do you have a better idea?" inquired the bulky black tom with a smirk. "Actually, I do," meowed Lionblaze triumphantly, his ears twitching. "Okay, tell me before I get old," Blackstar complained, stomping one jet-black paw. Lionblaze grinned. "Let's annoy... WindClan." Blackstar sighed, but Lionblaze could see a smile slowly beginning to form on the tom's face.
"What about... Heathertail?" suggested Blackstar. Lionblaze froze mid-step, and Blackstar glanced over his shoulder at the golden tom. "No..." muttered Lionblaze quietly, continuing to walk with Blackstar in the moor. "Crowfeather?" asked Blackstar, annoyance creeping into his expression as Lionblaze shook his head promptly. "Breezepelt...?" mumbled the heavy black tom, scanning Lionblaze's face for a response.
The golden tom-cat finally nodded, and a grin spread across his face. They raced, side by side, into WindClan camp. "Why are you here?" boomed the loud meow of Onestar as he padded towards them. Heathertail poked her head out of the warriors den and stared at them. Lionblaze shyly looked at the ground, twisting a golden paw in the dirt.
Blackstar shoved him, and the tom raised his head. "Oh, right," muttered Lionblaze, embarrassed. "We're here for..." he started, glancing around the camp, searching the clearing for a familiar white pelt. "We're here to speak with Heathertail," finished Blackstar, flashing Lionblaze a glare.
Onestar dipped his head, although his eyes betrayed mild curiosity. "Don't stay too long," the leader called as the two tom-cats padded towards Heathertail.
"Why her?" hissed Lionblaze as they neared the she-cat. Blackstar shrugged. "We could tell Heathertail that Breezepelt likes her?" he suggested. Lionblaze grunted but seemed fine with Blackstar's idea.
"Hello," meowed Lionblaze faintly as they reached Heathertail. The pretty she-cat just blinked, looking back and forth from Blackstar to Lionblaze.
Blackstar nudged Lionblaze with his shoulder, and the golden tom spoke up. "Breezepelt wanted you to know..." the tom gulped before diving into the lie. "He likes you and wants to be your mate," he finished, staring down at his paws uncomfortably.
Heathertail gasped. "Really?" she questioned, her eyes widened in shock. Blackstar nodded, prodding Lionblaze's flank. "You look like you're lying," the tom hissed into Lionblaze's ear. "You're supposed to look like you're telling the truth, not look guilty." Lionblaze sighed and raised his head to look into Heathertail's gentle gaze.
Memories flashed inside his mind of the secret tunnels, pretending they were a clan... Lionblaze shook his pelt to rid himself of the thought. Blackstar's eyes glinted happily, his slight frown turning into a big grin. Heahertail followed the black tom's gaze and her eyes stopped to rest on Breezepelt, dropping fresh-kill in the pile. He had apparently been hunting.
Heathertail raced towards him and brushed against his side, licking his ear furiously. Lionblaze choked with pain, watching the over-happy Heathertail. Breezepelt shoved her away, his expression one of great surprise. The white tom glared at her and loudly scolded her for thinking he ever would like someone like her. Heathertail lowered her head and flattened her ears to drown out Breezepelt's insulting barks.
Blackstar chuckled, and Lionblaze whacked him in the ear, hard. The two toms laughed as they left camp, Heathertail glaring at them as they exited the bustling clearing.
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