Challenge for CookieClan.

Goldenheart crouched as low as she could. She couldn't bear to see the sight, but she had to. It horrified her beyond words. She wanted to leap out of the bushes and give a screech louder than everything, but she kept silent. Imagine what they would do if she was caught here.

Goldenheart stared helplessly at her own, her beloved, with another shecat. She felt such a desire for him, but whenever she was near him, she felt an impulse to run and hide. She usually did exactly that. She felt humiliated for doing that. She glared at the other shecat. She would never desire him like she did. That other shecat was nothing to her and everything.

She stood up silently, and stalked off into the forest. She was burning with rage in her otherwise empty body. She didn't have any other idea of how other cats were so diverse and complicated. Her pawsteps quickened. Fire was all that existed in her soul. The urge to destroy that shecat.

He was hers. Only hers. She wasn't going to let anyone take him. She was destined to be with him. No one loved him as much as she did. The urge worsened as she saw the two walk into the camp, with their tails entwined.


Goldenhert grinned, a twisted and emotionless grin. Today was the day. She was going to do it. She stretched luxuriously, and groomed her fur perfectly. She chose the freshest mouse in the pile. Then, she turned sullenly, and trotted eagerly into the forest to look for her.

She looked through the forest, pretending to admire its beauty and look for prey, but she was looking discreetly for her target. Malice flashed through her very soul. She felt the need and urge for him and the rage again. Forgetting her plan, she ran into the forest angrily, looking for the betrayer. That shecat would never win. She wasn't destined to be with him like Goldenheart was.

She almost snarled out loud at the thought of him belonging to someone else. She was ready to sacrifice anything for him. She grinned maliciously again and then put on a sweet, innocent look, striding into the forest slowly, realizing that she was blowing her cover. She pretended to have her eye on the ground, but she was scanning the forest.

Then she found her. The cat she was looking for. She was in a clearing, clearly waiting for Goldenheart's beloved. She couldn't allow that, of course. She crouched down, checking if there was prey there, but she definitely was waiting, looking around. She resumed a normal, innocent medium and walked into the clearing sweetly.

"Oh! Goldenheart! I wasn't expecting you!" her target said, unaware of any odness in Goldenheart's expression. The plan was working well so far.

Goldenheart grinned sweetly and said, "Oh! I wasn't expecting you!" The plan was working so far, as the shecat just nodded normally as if she was talking to anybody. Goldenheart then stood up again, hoping for the best.

"I found a place with super juicy and delicious prey! It don't know how noone else found it, but I stumbled upon it and it was full of mice, squirrels, voles, and birds!" she said in a fake happy tone. In her mind, happiness and closeness accomplishment were swirling together in her mind to create a strange emotion.

"Oh! Well, can I come?" the shecat said. "That's so cool, that you found such a secret place!"

"Sure! I thought that someone should know, and you're a great hunter!" Goldenheart replied. "Let's go!"

As the two trotted into the forest, Goldenheart was calculating in her head while assuming an innocent medium. There was a clearing, where no one cared to patrol, and no other Clan bordered it... They would go there, and she could finally do it! Rage against her target diminished her happiness, but then she remembered to smile and look normal.

It was almost time.


They had reached the clearing, and her target was looking around confusedly. "Where are they? I don't see anything," she said.

"Oh don't worry, you'll see tons of prey soon," Goldenheart said sweetly. Little did the shecat know, she was referring to StarClan, not this empty, pathetic clearing. Then, the target began to understand. "No, don't-" she screeched, but it was too late. Goldenheart summoned all the rage in her, and attacked the shecat mercilessly, ripping her sides. She covered the cats mouth, so that no one could hear them. She laughed maniacally, and tortured her victim with claws.

Finally, she whispered in the shecat's ear, "StarClan is your destiny, not him." Then she bit the shecat's neck and watched as her breathing became even slower, even slower than when Goldenheart clawed her, and then let out a long sigh and went limp.

Goldenheart felt no remorse. She picked up the body, ignoring the blood that flowed onto her already spattered pelt, and stalked off into the forest beyond the territory. This was the true meaning of her long apprentice training, the meaning of her life's work to appear as an innocent warrior. He was her life.

She finally found a tree, and set the body down and started digging. She put the body in, and buried it slowly, patting the dirt on top and acted sad, but she was incapable of grief. Instead she smiled secretly and whispered, "He wasn't meant for you."

She put on an innocent and scared face to run back to the camp and wail. Then she made a couple of slashes in her. A badger den was nearby, and she rolled in the scent to finish her plan and finally make him her own. She simply had to stage the death of her target.


Goldenheart dipped her head to her beloved. "Hello, I want to talk to you. Can we go into the forest?" she asked. He followed her into the forest. It had been a moon since the death of the victim, so he had stopped grieving.

"Uh, I wanted to ask you something–will you be my mate?" he asked awkwardly, before Goldenheart got a chance to speak. She was so shocked, she almost ran back to camp without answering. Instead, she nodded happily. Oh, she couldn't believe it! Finally, she would be with him forever and ever!

"Hey, you want to go hunting sometime?" he asked. Goldenheart nodded vigorously. They were finally reunited. No one would ever come between him. She was eliminated. Her target would do nothing about it.


Goldenheart died of greencough. No one ever found out what had really happened to her. But StarClan knew. She pleaded, but StarClan knew what she did. They wouldn't be able to keep such a monster.

She remains in the Dark Forest, torturing invisible victims, and if anyone ever has a want for someone's love, Goldenheart will always help them do it. No matter who she has to sacrifice. And she will always be bitter and heartless, but sweet and pretty, just like when she was alive, after what she saw in StarClan.

Her dead victim was the one who sent her to the Dark Forest.