A/N I got this story from an author who didn't like it. Enjoy!
I do not own warriors by the way!
Dovepaw
I sat down by the ShadowClan border. I knew I was secretly hoping to see Tigerheart, but I refused to admit it to myself. Would he even want to see me? It had been three moons since we had traveled to unblock the stream. Now it gurgled and splashed not too far from where I was sitting.
"What are you doing here?" a voice snarled. I immediately recognize Toadfoot's voice. He was the other ShadowClan cat on the mission.
"Hi, Toadfoot. I'm not crossing the border, so why would you ask?" I didn't sound challenging; in my mind, he was a friend. "Oh, never mind. I was just checking to see if the water was still running. Wondering if the beavers had come back." I wouldn't have needed to check, but only Jayfeather and Lionblaze knew about my power.
"Dovepaw!" Tigerheart came bounding through the pine trees. "How are you?" He stood at the border. I walked up to him and touched noses with him.
"Good. What are you two doing here? I was checking to see if the stream had been blocked again." I realized how cautious that sounded. "It's not, obviously."
Toadfoot snorted. "Obviously. I'm heading back to camp. Tigerheart, continue hunting." Casting a look over shoulder, he said, "Don't get off task."
"Of course not!" Tigerheart said. Turning to me, he said, "Or maybe. Listen, I wanted to tell you something important. Very important."
Oh my StarClan. I knew what he was going to say. "I…I like you. A lot." Tigerheart said, ducking his head in embarrassment. "You don't have to say you feel the same way. I just had to tell you. You were so nice and sweet on the journey, and you knew the beavers were there before we left…." He continued talking, praising me unnecessarily.
"It's okay." I said, drawing my tail across his mouth. "I know exactly how you feel. And you don't need to praise me. It must have taken a lot of courage to say what you did."
"You feel the same way…about someone else?" Tigerheart said. "Who is it? You don't have to tell me."
"No." I said. "I feel the same way about you, mouse-brain. I just said it weird, that's all. I like you a lot, too." I studied my paws, feeling embarrassed.
"Tigerheart!" a voice called. "The Clan won't feed themselves! And just because you got to go to save the Clans doesn't mean you get special treatment!"
"Got to go." Tigerheart shrugged. "Don't really want my ears clawed off, if you know what I mean." He spun around and whisked into the pine trees, taking part of my heart with him.
"Good-bye," I whispered to the empty forest. "But if we get caught, we'll be mouse-meat."
Only the trees rustled in response, and if they said anything, I didn't hear it.