Spottedleaf Speak`s: A Small Felling of Sorrow
I looked out of my den in the shadows of the clearing. There he is, his pelt looked like a roaring flame in the sunlight. I`m drawn to him like a moth to a flame. My name is Spottedleaf; I am in love with Firepaw. I know I'm a medicine cat but I have feelings to. Sometimes I feel like Starclan made the Warrior Code like Medicine Cats couldn't have feeling. All I know is, to be with Firepaw I have to go against the code I grew with and knew my whole life. Am I prepared to do that? I thought.
"Spottedleaf," a meow come from behind. I hadn't realized I walked over and sat in my nest.
"Firepaw," Spottedleaf responded.
"I think I have a thorn in my paw, can you check it for me?" he asked.
"Of course," I responded. Should I tell him how I feel? I looked at the bottom of his paw sure enough a tiny thorn was there. I bent down and quickly pulled it out. I looked up. Our eyes meet. Looking into his soft green eyes was like looking at the full moon rising slowly into the sky surrounded by the stars of the night. I wanted that moment to last forever. He gazed away, I couldn`t follow it. No don`t do that, I wanted to shout but I didn`t dare.
"I should go," he said then padded out of the den. I watched him go; I wanted to shout so much not to go. As I lay in my nest I thought about my life and earlier, how his eyes meet mine. No moment in my life could ever compare to that one. Tomorrow I`m telling him no matter what. I closed my eyes and the darkness overcame me.
I don`t own Warriors. It all belongs to Erin Hunter(s). What did you think?
Xoxo always,
Willowfur