Well, this is a contest entry for a story contest that one of my favorite authors, EmberFall, posted on her story, What is There to Do?
So I'm writing about Moongaze, since I like him :D
This is mainly a story about his thoughts toward Splitrain.
She seems so far to me, like she doesn't want me. There's of course someone else, that idiot tom in RiverClan. She'll come back—RiverClan treated her like nothing, but what if she becomes attached? What if the affection that Rapidflame fellow gives her draws her back?
Horrid thought, that is. I do feel for Splitrain—it's an odd feeling, really. As though I need to be by her side constantly. Over-protectiveness, I guess. But now, with her over in RiverClan, some other feeling is embracing me. She left me, left me for that Clan of all Clans, RiverClan, the Clan that abused and neglected her. She never deserved such treatment. She's lovely, in all ways to me, inside and out. But am I to her? Is Rapidflame better?
He can't be, or she at least won't let him be. She hates RiverClan, I know it. She won't allow herself to become attached to him.
Or will she?
So much confusion, so much stress, so much pain from the not-knowing.
See, her leaving has brought another emotion to nest in my heart. Pain. Pain and... and... I can't tell if it's hatred. But I must force it down.
Her parents never treated her with kindness. No, not ever. With those heartless cats sharing such close quarters with her, she'll be sure to leave.
*Moongaze is Watching Splitrain Fight Her Mother*
This is it, she's coming home! Home to her real family, her friends.
Home to me.
This was apparently all an act, a spy-attempt, a way to watch RiverClan from within. We ShadowClanners are quite clever.
Her mother is an aggressive old coot, she is. Skyheart as I remember. Such an innocent, lovely name for such a hateful cat. I want to help.
"Crystalfall," I beg, hoping to StarClan that she let's me do something.
She pauses. Please, Crystalfall, please. Finally, she speaks. "You may go, but no fighting unless in defense. Get Splitrain and come straight—"
I don't hear the last word, for I know what the last word will be. "Back." One unimportant word that will simply add more painful time to the moments that I could be coming to Splitrain's aid.
My Splitrain.
So? What'cha think? Think I could maybe win?
*chance dwindles to single digits*
Well, whether I win or not, I will admit that it only takes up one page on Microsoft :P Doesn't sound like much of an effort… XD but I did try to use good word-choice, mind that.
I still hope that you like it, EmberFall :)