After a long day of being the medicine cat for ThunderClan Jayfeather stalked home with only one thing on his mind: Cake. This cake had been made by Hollyleaf and where Hollyleaf lacked in medicine cat skills she certainly made up for in cake baking. Her cake was always rich and moist and delicious. Jayfeather's mouth watered with anticipation. Of course there was a teeny tiny little problem of Lionblaze who had devoured the cake almost as fast as Hollyleaf made it. Jayfeather had gotten almost no cake this week because of Lionblaze. Lionblaze got home before Jayfeather on most days and that meant he got to the cake first. Normally this wasn't a big deal but with the last final piece of cake on the line it was a HUGE deal. Jayfeather quit work early JUST to beat Lionblaze home for that cake.
Jayfeather walked in his den and bounded to the fridge where he knew a little piece of StarClan awaited him in the form of moist chocolaty goodness. He opened up the fridge and rest his eyes upon the place where the cake sat if he could see that was. Really he was sniffing to make sure it was there. He is blind after all. Have you ever seen one of those commercials for food or soda where the person opens the fridge and a heavenly breeze blows back their hair and light comes pouring out of the fridge and choirs of beautiful angels sing to this person as they gaze lovingly at the food and slash or drink? That's how Jayfeather felt until...
"WHERE'S MY CHOCOLATE CAKE?" He yowled. Gosh dangnabbit! That was HIS piece! And it was GONE.
Lionblaze came around around the corner munching on a piece of cake. He stopped dead and stared at Jayfeather.
"You mean this cake?" He asked through a mouthful of crumbs and icing. Jayfeather gave him the blind medicine cat death stare.
"YES." Jayfeather yowled angrily. Lionblaze narrowed his eyes down to slits and the pair had a staring contest for thirty minutes straight until Jayfeather realized there was only one way to solve this problem: a death match.