This is probably super duper unlikely but a girl can dream can't she? I don't own nofin'.
Hollypelt frowned as she looked around the Gathering.
Windclan wasn't here yet and she was looking forward to talking with…no. Bad Hollypelt don't think like that about him. He's a good friend, nothing more. She was so torn up and she just couldn't but her paw on what she really wanted to do.
She'd long since forgiven her brother, Lionclaw, for meeting secretly with on of Windclans apprentices and at the time she thought it was stupid.
Now she was torn in the same situation and it hurt so much. She just wanted all this to just go away. She wanted all this pain and uncertainty to just disappear.
If she wanted to be the best leader for her clan she had to be strong. The best for her clan, her clan should always be ahead of her own need. She wasn't deputy yet but she would be. She was working her way up. She would make sure that no cat could stop her for her to reach her ultimate goal.
But as Hollypelt smelled (A/N: People 'smelt' is to weld metal.) the scent of Windclan blowing down onto the island, her resolve broke. Fox dung. She spotted his sleek black pelt as he jumped down from the tree trunk following closely behind his leader.
Breezetail…