Nightcloud watched the tom-cat silently. He was everything she wanted, he was perfect. There was only one problem now, her. She just couldn't understand what was so great about this Thunderclan she-cat, Leafpool. Nightcloud narrowed her eyes at the thought of the other cat who'd gotten Crowfeather to love her. He would be hers, no matter what it took, she would have him.
Nightcloud smirked and started walking toward the gray tom. Her black pelt shimmered in the glowing moonlight and her eyes were filled with lust. Here I come Crowfeather, you know you want me, she thought silently. How could anyone resist her?
Crowfeather glanced over to the she-cat as she stood but he paid her little attention. All he wanted was Leafpool. She was such a kind, wonderful cat. They were meant for each other but she walked a different path than his. Crowfeather sighed, he wished Feathertail were there, than none of this would matter.
His disintrest angered her and she brushed roughly against his pelt, her sweet scent circling him. Nightcloud smiled and licked his ear, trying to get him to understand she was what he wanted. "Hello Crowfeather, is something bothering you?"
Crowfeather was taken by surprise and surpresed a growl as she licked his ear. His fur was standing on end and his ears laid back flat. "Go away Nightcloud."
She wouldn't give up that easily though, "Why so tarte Crowfeather? Le me show you real love."
He fixed an cy gaze on the black she-cat. He didn't want to be anywhere near her but what else did he have? Feathertail was gone and Leafpool was a forbidden dream. He gave in a little, his whole life was gone. He stood and circled Nightcloud, his gaze full of death. He was gone.
Nightcloud shivered with excitment, finally he'd responded to her antics. He just walked closer and closer, his words rough, "Are you sure i'm the one you want?" it was more of a hiss but Nightcloud smiled and nodded her head. She knew he wanted her. "Fine than." He snarled, he would dothis but only because he was just waiting to die now.
B L A C K O U T -between Crowfeather and Nightcloud
Nightcloud lay in the nursery, two tiny kits at her side. Crowfeather watched in disgust. Those should have been his and Leafpool's kits. He would have nothing to do with the bits of furballs. Nightcloud smiled at her mate but looked disappointed as he sneered at her and turned away from their family. She thought he'd finaly learned to love her but she saw now she was wrong.