Whilst I wait for OC's for ĐэΛđ θҒ τĦэ ŊιğĦτ, I thought I'd make a drabble book, because I have loads of ideas and I can't exactly post them all on the main story. Most of them will be based on ĐэΛđ θҒ τĦэ ŊιğĦτ, but some might just be random ones.
She didn't want to be his mate. She had no choice after what Scorchblaze did.
"I love you, Scorchblaze." She used to whisper every night. At first he replied, telling her she loved him too. But over time, his voice grew quiet, still. He no longer spoke to her like he used to. His eyes became cold and harsh.
"Coldstar is getting old." That was his excuse. He was the deputy, and he knew it wouldn't be long before his leadership began. Then one day he turned to her.
"I can't be your mate," he said. "Coldstar is dying, and to be a leader with kits is to be a soft leader." Her heart broke then, shattered into tiny pieces.
"Take Stormfang."
Those were the last words he said to her.