Since it takes me forever to write anything, happy November, Happy Thanksgiving, Happy December, Happy Birthday to me, and Merry Christmas~. Pretty sure those are in order….yup…I don't know what I'm even writing, sorry.
Disclaimer-Nothing's mine~, I just wrote the words.
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The dark pelted tabby swiftly lowered himself into a hunting crouch as the scent of mouse washed over the glands in the roof of his opened mouth.
Tigerheart crept forward carefully, keeping a watch out for any stray twigs or leaves that could possibly give him away to his prey.
Just as the tom leapt, he realized that he had been so focused upon his prey that he had failed to notice the rival clan cat scent that was hanging in the air.
Tigerheart desperately tried to stir himself to land on his feet, but only succeeded in toppling over, causing him to crash right into a bush.
"Well, what have we here? Hunting for leaves, are we?" Came an amused purr.
Tigerheart froze at the voice, it was from none of his clan mates, but it was easily recognizable to his ears.
He gaped in surprise when he lifted his head to spot a heather pelted she-cat sitting before him, her tail curled neatly around he paws, the scent of Windclan wafting from her.
"What are you doing here, Sedgewhisker?"
"Oh! You remembered, how nice." The she-cat smiled and lifted a paw to begin washing lazily.
The tom narrowed his amber eyes at the intruders carefree nature.
"What are you doing here, Sedgewhisker?" He asked again, a quite growl in his voice. he glanced around for any other Shadowclan warriors that may yet appear from the undergrowth.
Sedgewhisker chuckled. "Oh! Look! Big bad Tigerheart is mad. What you gonna' do, throw me out of your territory?"
Tigerheart hissed at this, flicking his ears in protest.
"What are you doing here?" The tabby growled again, his tail fur fluffing out in anger.
Sedgewhisker regarded the tom for a moment, before sighing and letting her shoulders slump.
"Gosh, you really are no fun at all, Tigerheart." She meowed, flicking her tail. "Anyway, I came to see you. How are you and Dovewing getting along?"
Tigerheart growled. "Couldn't this wait until the next gathering!?" He hissed. "And that has nothing to do with you!"
Sedgewhisker shrugged once more. "Didn't feel like it." She meowed. "Wanted to see you now."
Tigerheart froze for a moment at the she-cat's words, his amber eyes narrowing.
"Well, Shadowclan territory isn't the place to come and see me at." Tigerheart managed after a minute.
Sedgewhisker stuck her tongue out at this. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," She mumbled in mock annoyance. "Claw my ears off, why don't ya? I should have waited, okay? Is that what you want to hear?"
Sedgewhisker gave a huff and turned her back on Tigerheart.
Tigerheart blinked in confusion, before bursting out in laughter.
"I may as well claw off your ears." He meowed breathlessly in between bouts of laughter.
Sedgewhisker smiled and turned back to face the tabby, her good mood clearly restored. "So, about you and Dovewing…" She teased.
Tigerheart bristled. "I really should claw your ears off!" He hissed. "Now get off my territory before I do!"
Sedgewhisker laughed as she dashed away from the angry Shadowclan warrior's claws.