Dear Readers, This is my first story and yes, it is short.
OH AND BTW ERIN HUNTER OWNS EVERYTHING EXCEPT THIS SHORT STORY (Oviously)
(Short Story)
It was a breezy night, no one else at the Gathering except, WindClan. It was all going fine until Crowfeather passed by. I've hated him ever since I found out he was my father. He wanted nothing to do with us. As he walked pass, he glared at me, eyes full of hatred, wanting nothing to do with me, Jayfeather and Hollyleaf.
I pulled him aside, "We need to talk," I growled. "I have nothing to say to you." he snapped. As he started to walk away I said, "At least I didn't lose two cats that I loved then found another right away."
"What did you just say?"
"You heard me," I growled, then continued. "I didn't have kits with one mate then, move on, did I? I'm not the one that fell in love with a cat from another Clan!" After that I heard Crowfeather growling. I wanted to dig my claws into his chest but, we were at a Gathering and there was a truce so I just simply walked away.