I've always known.
Alright, I really can't stand 1st-person, or present-tense, but there was no other way to write this. So, sorry.
This is just a fanfic that has been swirling around inside my brain for a while.
Disclaimer: If I owned Warriors, I would be Erin Hunter. If I were Erin Hunter, I would not be writing and posting things about Warriors on , because I can't be a true fan of my own work.
I hate disclaimers.
I've always known that I would find a mate.
I've always known that he would be from my own Clan.
But I never knew that I would find him like this.
"Lovelyclaw!"
I snapped awake. What had I been dreaming about? I felt that something drastically important was to be discovered from this dream. Whatever it was, it would have to wait. I have that funny feeling in the pit of my stomach that says that I was I am about to be on the dawn border patrol. Or maybe it's just that thrush that I ate last night. I thought that it smelled a bit funny.
My eyes sting a little when I step into the morning light. Yup, sure enough, there is Eaglewing, standing up on that log of his; looking smug. He always looks smug when he organizes patrols. I'm guessing it comes from beating out his brother, Bronzefur for the deputy position. I, frankly, do not understand the whole "competing-for-deputy" thing. It must be a tom thing. I swear, I will never understand them.
I trot over to where the other cats are gathering. In all, there are five of us. My best friend, Swallowwhisper, her apprentice, Smokepaw, Cometstreak and I are all going, along with Bronzefur. I groan inwardly. Bronzefur is the absolute worst cat to go on border patrol with. He always over-marks everything. To make matters worse, he hits on me. All of the time. It really ticks me off. He needs to get the picture that I'm not interested in him. I mean, it has GOT to be hormones or something, because I have blatantly said, "Bronzefur, go away. You creep me out." Ugh.
When we finally get going, I can't help but let my mind wander back to that dream I had this morning. I guess I let it wander a bit too far, because a moment later, I trip over Smokepaw and roll into the stream. Ulch; the water's cold. I open my eyes, and the apprentice is inches away from my face.
"Are you okay?" He asks in his nasally little voice.
"Yes, Smokepaw. I'm fine." I say, and shove the apprentice aside.
"Are you sure? You could have pulled a ligament. You should go ask Lilacstream for some feverfew; you look feverish."
"I'm not sick! Just wet." I meow as I walk past him, flicking him on the shoulder with my tail. Don't get me wrong, he's like a little brother to me. Okay, he is my little brother. But seriously, he has to get over his hypochondriac-ism. It's really annoying.
I give my pelt a little shake, and I can literally feel myself fluffing up to twice my size. Great. I can see Swallowwhisper holding back chuckles. Thanks, Swallowwhisper; that's what friends are for. I give her a mutinous glare, and walk towards Cometstreak.
Cometstreak and I were apprentices together. We weren't best friends or anything like that, but we were pretty good friends. There was a time that I would have preferred hanging out with him instead of Swallowwhisper (which is saying something, because we are practically attached at the hip). Shortly after becoming warriors, though, he started acting strangely around me. I think that he's avoiding me—but I'm not sure why. That's all about to change right now.
"Hey Cometstreak." I mew, trying to strike up a conversation.
"Hey."
"So, what's up with you?"
"Nothing, really." Wow, he really wants to get out of this conversation. Well, I'm not going to let him out that easily; time to change tactics.
"Seeing anybody special?"
"N-no… why do you ask?"
Did his voice just crack?
"No reason. Oh, wait, there is. You've been ignoring me for the past three moons!" I say that with a little more anger and volume than I probably should have. Because, now, the whole patrol is staring at me. Fantastic.
A/N: Wow, why ever is he avoiding her? As if I didn't already know... :) Please R-and-R!
Oh, and I hate cliches, so don't worry, it won't be!