A Warriors FanFiction.

To Everyone Else.

A/N:

Hello all! Just a short note asking for you to review, I really need your feedback. And thanks for reading. It's set during the forest, just so you know.

Disclaimer:

Why do I even bother? It's not like anyone reads this. Oh, so you do read it. Huh. Well, I don't own nufink. Only OC's. For more OC's go see 'Lonestar's Past' my current multi-chap. Erin Hunter owns Warriors, and should really write more. They've got a legion of fans following them, why wouldn't they write more?

The forest seemed quiet that night. She paced the riverbank, waiting for him. The reeds waved to her, but she continued her pacing. She scented the air. Nothing. The river gurgled somewhere off to her right.

Berrynose had never left camp without permission before, but it wasn't hard. All she needed to do was make a small excuse and she was off. Besides, her nest was empty, she didn't have a mate, or any particularly good friends. Maybe that's why she wasn't noticed much. Oh yes, she did her duty as a warrior, she volunteered for patrols, and always brought back plenty of fish, but she never did anything out of the ordinary. When she was an apprentice she'd always been doing stupid and dangerous things with her siblings, but when she earned the name Berrynose, something clicked. And she just melted into the background. And she realised she was happier there than she'd ever been.

And then she met him. Their relationship was a strange one. They'd never talked. They'd never even acknowledged each other's presence. Until it happened. They just happened. And then she felt like being unnoticed wasn't enough for her. For once, Berrynose wanted to be Berrypaw again. She wanted to take those risks. She wanted to fight those odds. She wanted to prove something. That she was worth making a warrior.

Berrynose turned to go when it happened. She twitched her curiously purple nose and opened her mouth. He'd come.

"Hello Berrynose," he murmured. He was there. Right behind her. She wasn't crazy. She hadn't been seeing things. He was there.

"H-hey," she said, rather breathlessly.

He purred. "Shall we walk?"

"L-led the way."

...

In many ways, he was the only friend she'd ever had, even if they'd barely realized that each other excised. She didn't do friends, unlike Sunpoppy, her youngest sister, who had more friends than anyone could count. They lost track at about all the Clan. No-one ever mentioned her friends from the other Clans.

If she looked back, she would realize that he'd never been far away.

He was there when she became a 'paw. She saw a flash of his white tabby pelt when she went to lick her mentor's shoulder. She'd gone looking for him, needless to say, she didn't find him.

And again, when she caught her first piece of prey. A glimmer of amber eyes in the water. Berrynose had detected a hint of pride in the phantom gaze. She blinked and it was gone.

Going back further still, when she and her three sisters climbed the biggest tree in camp. Berrynose had looked down to see her mother circling the base of the tree anxiously, and another cat, a pale tabby Tom was looking up at her, stood in the shadows where no-one else would care to look. But she did and she saw him.

If she went back far enough, she'd realize that this ghostly figure had been following her all her life. If her eyes had been open on the night she was born, she would have seen a flash of amber and glimmer of pale fur pacing in step with her father.

Yes, it was fact. He was her guardian angel. Her number one protector.

...

They walked in the moonlight, stars adding a ghostly shine to their pelts. She thought she was in love, she believed with all her heart. She was yet to know if it was true.

"What's you're name?" The question seemed to make the warrior uncomfortable.

"My name?" He blinked, frowning. "My name is Otterfoot. Why do you ask?"

"I don't know anything about you. Why wouldn't I ask?"

"I don't know, it's been so long since I've been in contact with cats like you, cats that could pass right through me, if they so wanted to. I've never, in all my long years, courted a beautiful queen like you, I was so young when I- when it happened. I don't know what to say, what is there to say?"

"You could tell me about yourself?"

"Well, I could say the same to you."

"You've been here my whole life, you know everything about me!"

He sighed sadly. "I've seen your most momentous achievements, but I don't know you. And I want to."

"I could say the same to you, but I haven't seen your 'most momentous achievements'. And I need to know more about my guardian, my phantom mentor. Please?"

He motioned to a rock with his tail. "Sit, this could take a while," he chuckled.

"We've got all night," she joked, sitting on the rock's cool surface.

The reeds around the swayed melodiously. The river joined in, adding a quiet rhythm to the music around them. The moon was full, she hadn't been chosen to go to the gathering, but she'd never liked them anyway. And under the jeweled skies, their eyes met. Amber against green, locked in a furious battle for control. For a connection.

"I was born to RiverClan on a stormy riddled day," he said, never breaking eye contact. "The flood season was beginning, it was a miracle any of us survived, let alone four reckless and, in all honesty, stupid kits. My life truly started when I became an apprentice ..."

A/N:

There you have it folks, the first of many chapters. Please review, I always need your opinion. Extra biscuits for those who guess what Otterfoot is! Go on. Take a wild stab in the dark. Have biscuits. Take one.

-Willowspring1