Yeah, I'm not angry
And no, I'm not upset
It's taken me awhile
But this is what I've learned
Emotional attachment is really not a threat
When I'm simply not concerned
Sandpaw just did not under stand her clanmates at times. I mean, really, is it such a bad thing to be confined to camp all day?
"Sandpaw, how can you just sit here and put up with this?" Crowpaw exclaimed in utter confusion.
"Leader's orders. You got a problem with that?" she responded in a bored tone. The gray tomcat next to her huffed in aggravation.
"I feel like a kit, stuck in camp all day," he muttered indignantly. The sandy furred she-cat rolled her eyes.
"You're acting like one too," she told him, no emotion whatsoever showing on her face. He glared at her.
The things that I take on
I soon shrug off
'cause I know no one
Will ever be content
With the way things are
Or with what they've got
So I've given up and now I'm just indifferent
Sandpelt blinked. "I'm not a mentor. So?"
Ivypelt shot her a look of disbelief. "You're one of the most experienced warriors around! If I were you, I'd be fuming at the fact you were never given an apprentice!"
"And I repeat, so?" her sister replied in a monotone.
"Seriously? You've never even considered being a mentor?" Ivypelt gasped.
"That sounds about right," Sandpelt told her, clearly bored of her sister's company already. Ivypelt was about to speak when she was interrupted.
"Sandpelt! Crowsong needs your help! He's stuck in a tree again!" Jaytail called in amusement. Sandpelt showed no sign of annoyance as she went to get Crowsong out of another tree.
You all laugh at me
Like I'm not happy
With anything, any time, anywhere
And the half of me's all about apathy
And the other half just doesn't care
"Just get down," Sandpelt told the tomcat quivering in the tree. Scared, he looked over the branch he was perched on and saw the ground.
"It's too far!" Crowsong exclaimed, his voice shaking in fright.
"Just get down," Sandpelt repeated in her monotonous voice. He looked at her with wide eyes.
"Help?" he asked timidly. In a bored fashion, she used her tail to point out a path for him. "Thanks," he told her when he got to the ground.
"Stop climbing trees," she replied, for once showing some emotion: amusement.
I must admit;
All the words you spoke, I hated
Cause I don't see just how I can be motivated
Enough to break a sweat over a dying race
It seems our fate is something we've already embraced
"We will not let these rogues drive us out of our territory!" Ivystar cried. "We WILL fight back!"
The clan burst into a chorus of battle cries. Crowsong looked over to Sandpelt to see her reaction.
"Aren't you pumped for the battle?" he asked her, tiling his head in confusion. Sandpelt just looked at him.
"Am I supposed to be?"
That she-cat, he decided, REALLY need to work on her emotions.
Yeah, bein' apathetic's a pathetic way to be
(I don't care)
What matters to you does not matter to me
('cause I don't care)
Sandpelt looked at her sister, the leader of the clan, as she was berated.
"What were you THINKING? He could have been killed!" Ivystar yelled at her.
"He wanted to see the Thunderpath," she responded with a shrug.
"So you let him set a paw on it?" her sister accused.
"He wouldn't listen to me."
Ivystar sighed in exasperation. Her sister was just so difficult sometimes.
So take a wild guess
It's like I just couldn't care less
If all the things you find impressive
Just blew up and made those messes
That you'll frantically repair
Like it's a life or death affair
And all the while you're unaware
For this, you really shouldn't care
But it's so hard to see the reality
That the end will be the end of things
And our hearts are all we get to bring
So let's go ahead and make them worth something
Sandpelt watched as Crowsong tried to rearrange the broken brambles to create some sort of... Well she really didn't know what he was trying to make.
"Just think, if we can find a way to wrap ourselves in these in a way that won't hurt us, we could use these in a fight! Other warriors wouldn't be able to grab hold of us!" Crowsong informed her, bursting with excitement at his idea.
"Clever," she told him in her regular monotone. He beamed, knowing that she meant no offense.
I'm well aware that everything
Is a far cry from all right
I'm well aware that all of us
Can at times, be too uptight
And possibly, the remedy
Is a dose of apathy
You point your finger at you
I'll point mine right back at me
"What's the most important thing to you?" Sandpelt asked him. Crowsong looked at her in surprise. The question was totally unexpected.
"Me," he told her with a kitty-smirk.
"Oh really?" she responded, letting an awkward smile through her mask for only him to see.
"Yup. Because I know you like me," he replied in a confident tone. She snorted.
"You're so full of it."
I don't own Warriors or Apathetic Way To Be by Relient K. I do own Sandpaw/pelt, Crowpaw/song, Ivypelt/star, and Jaytail.
I originally wrote this for MyrtleFall's Name Contest. I wrote it at like three in the morning, so that explains why it's not that good.
I had fun writing this. I'm thinking of writing a story of just random things that happen in Sandpelt's life. Should I?
It was really hard writing for an emotionless cat. REALLY hard.
Also, I haven't read Warriors in SOOOO long! I don't even know what the latest book is, cos my bookstore rarely gets books right when they come out. Will someone please tell me?