Hey, this is chapter 2 of my story. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2: Breezepelt
I sigh as a pace in the Dark Forest after seeing Ivypool's morning patrol. Lionblaze had been an annoying mouse-brain, but I was focussed on the fact that Ivypool had defended Berrynose and Lionblaze and sniped back at me. I look up as I hear another breath aside from my own. In front of me is a white cat. I realized in the dark that Ivypool looks almost silver. I shake my head and purr as I pad up to her.
"Hey, Ivypool. That was a nice comeback today. I'm rather amazed you can stay awake for long enough to finish any sentence." I purr out. It felt strangely forced when I purred anything to her. Like I felt bad for doing something I shouldn't. Not that that happened often, but I know what it feels like. It? Why do I say it. It was called guilt. I circle her as she sits down, glaring in an almost weak way. She knew that if I managed to pin her she would basically be done for.
"I'm rather surprised that you were tired enough to make it so easy for me to comeback. Honestly, Breezepelt. You can do so much better." She said with a small purr. Fox dung! She was good at making me nervous like that. I can't let it show though, I can't let her see the effect she has on me. I give her a slight purr in response and sit next to her.
"Whatever. Anyway, you planning on staying here? They don't make us train during the day," my ear twitches nervously. "I wouldn't mind spending some time with you." I let my tail flick her shoulder, not that she noticed. She was lost in her thoughts. I sat there, waiting for some sort of answer, whether rejection (which I am used to, unfortunately) or acceptance. I didn't care which, really.
"Yes. But I'm not moving. I'm exhausted." She states flatly, trying to get her point across. I nod, I'm fine with that. I don't really want to move either. Not that I'm going to admit that to her.
"Good. It would have been a shame if you left me all alone here." Ivypool nods, then laughs.
"Why, would poor wittle Breezekit be all sad if he were alone?" She asks teasingly. I laugh and shake my head.
"Nah, I'd just have the company of Mapleshade and Snowtuft and the others. They get rather boring. You know?" She nods, I know she knows. She's probably been subjected to it. They do get boring. Very boring.
We talk for a while, much like she (most likely) hadn't learned anything new about me, I didn't learn anything new about her. We were both woken by a Clanmate for night patrol. Me, by Emberfoot.
"Come on, Breezepelt! Are you going to sleep forever? Honestly, Ashfoot's waiting with the rest of the patrol!" I sigh and mumble something incoherent under my breath. I stand up and shake moss and feathers out of my black fur. I pad out of the den and see the rest of the patrol waiting for me.
In the patrol is Ashfoot, Emberfoot, Sedgewhisker, my apprentice Boulderpaw, and myself. I bound up to them and mumble a quick apology. We head out, just doing a quick lap. Unfortunately, we don't run into the ThunderClan night patrol. I'll live though. I am lagging behind at the back of the patrol with Boulderpaw and am explaining to him that while we often do run into other patrols it is not all the time and that we should never start a fight with them. The usual. I hate being a mentor, it's as draining as training with Brokenstar.
Hi, again, any constructive criticism is welcome. See you next time! Sorry for the shortness. It seemed like it was starting to get boring and I didn't want to drag it on when it wasn't going anywhere. Thanks for reading!