What happens when a young, talented and utterly gorgeous kittypet wants to join the clans? Will they start a raging war to win her? Or will she leave their hearts shattered by returning home?
"Hmmm…." murmured the golden cat as she walked through the woods outside her gigantic estate. "It's nice…I do say it has that…country feeling to it. Mmm." As she turned her long, fluffy tail to the surrounding trees, she heard a fierce hiss and yowl in the distance. "Oh dear-it sounds like someone's in trouble!" she meowed to herself bolting through the undergrowth.
As she neared the scene, she stopped a few horse-lengths away, to catch her breath and smooth her now fluffed up fur. Always good to make a positive impression she thought, stepping through the last few shrubs.
"Well stay off our land Riverclan!" The kittypet studied the cat that had spoken carefully. Yes, she thought, just as I guessed. A badly looked after tabby-point Siamese. Oh? And what's this? A red-tabby foreign too? And two domestic-shorthairs? Ah, me. What a cute little party! I must join them! She decided, padding her way between the arguing Siamese and grey she-cat.
"Well you should've wha-?" the grey cat meowed, surprised by the kittypet's sudden appearance. "Who are you?" she demanded formally.
"Oh, did I come at a bad time? I just heard some meows and came over to meet you and your friends. My name's Goddess. My owners have a knack for picking out strange names. Who are you?"
"You're a kittypet." stated the red tom.
"By kittypet, you mean a pedigree, silver sorrel somali cat owned by the prestigious Walter family then yes, I am a kittypet." She meowed back cheerfully. "You must be clan cats."
"What? How'd you know that?" yowled one of the domestic shorthairs.
"Oh, I research you now. I learn from my other high-class friends like Victoria, Miani, Crozwell, Fifi, Kingsdale, Tiffany…"
"Enough, Enough! We get the point. What are you doing on Shadowclan's land anyway?" demanded the other domestic shorthair that hadn't spoken yet.
"Shadowclan's? This is Riverclan's land!" meowed the Red tom fiercely.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" roared a voice from behind. The cats all looked up to see a burly blacktom cat appear from the trees.
"Fallenstar!" cried the Siamese. The Riverclan cats hissed and spat but Goddess saw them retreat slightly.
"Shadedlight! Who's that? And why's Riverclan on our border?" The Red tom opened his mouth but thought better and shut it. Fallenstar saw it happen and smirked to himself. He turned his attention to the stunning lightly-golden she-cat sitting at the edge of the circle.
"Who are you?" he meowed politely. She was young and very beautiful. He himself wasn't old and he noticed that like him, she was very intelligent and observant.
"My name is Goddess." She mewed sweetly, her bright green, emerald eyes holding his evenly.
"A fitting name for such a fine cat." He replied smoothly. He normally wasn't this polite to other cats-let alone a kittypet, but standing in front of this beautiful, sweet she-cat, his thoughts were muddled as he breathed in her floral scent. She smiled warmly and turned to the sky.
"I'd better be going soon." She meowed quietly, her voice ringing in his ears. Thinking quickly, Fallenstar ordered his warriors to chase Riverclan off, leaving him alone with the kittypet.
"Would you like me to escort you back home? It's not safe for a gentle cat like you to be wondering the woods alone at night." He offered, letting a smile play at his mouth. She blinked, surprised at his genorosity and nodded.
"Yes please."
As they neared Goddess' huge mansion, the black leader turned to her. They had said nothing on their journey here, for there was nothing to say. Fallenstar's emotions battled inside him. Your clan leader Fallenstar. You can't love a kittypet-it goes against all the rules of Shadowclan! But…he thought, I love her-she's perfect for me. You met her today! She probably doesn't even remember your name! But… As his thoughts raged, he realised that they had been sitting still in front of the mansion for ages. She was waiting for him to say something.
"Oh, um." He sorted through his thougths rapidly, trying to find something to say.
"It's okay Fallenstar. I know what your thinking-How can you love a kittypet on the first day you met her." Fallenstar stared in shock at her. How'd she know? "I know because I'm thinking the same. But-But I don't want a serious relationship. I barely know you-you barely know me. Hell, If I met someone like you on my first trip to the clans, how do I know that there aren't more cats for me waiting?" Fallenstar nodded slowly. What she'd said was true. Too true.
"So where does this leave me?" he asked, blinking his black eyes. He was barely visible at night and used the darkness that cloaked him to wrap his tail tightly over Goddess' creamy-gold tail.
"I don't know." She meowed quietly.
"How about, we'll see each-other every now and then, but only as friends?" The last words hurt him as if another cat had swiped him with an unsheathed paw.
"Okay, Fallenstar. Until we meet again." She mewed, letting her tail brush against his black face.
"I'll be counting the days…" he whispered as he watched the slim she-cat pad gracefully back to her home. …and hating the moments…