It's not my fault I can't stick to one story! I got Writer's ADD!
Anyways, I got inspired to work on It Started Out As A Feeling again, so here's a chapter for you.
Disclaimer: I own nothing Warriors, just this story idea.
Two sunrises had passed since Firepaw had joined ThunderClan and finally Ravenpaw was allowed to return to training. While the tree apprentices waited for their mentors to show up; Graypaw entertained himself by flinging leaves up into the air and leaping on them, Firepaw watched him with some amusement, and Ravenpaw, who was standing off to the side, was being forcefully groomed by his half-sister, Longtail.
Ravenpaw kept trying to duck away, but Longtail would catch him and drag him back to resume grooming his black coat. "I will not have you looking like you just took a mud bath on your first day back at training," the pale tabby scolded through licks.
Firepaw watched them from the corners of his eyes, an odd feeling stirring up inside of him at the sight. He felt as if he wanted to be in Ravenpaw's paws that moment being groomed by Longtail, but the ginger tom quickly felt disgusted with himself for even thinking such a thing. This was Longtail! The cat he had to fight to prove himself to be part of ThunderClan!
"You can spot grooming him now, Longtail," growled Tigerclaw. "Ravenpaw will only dirty himself while training as usual."
The pale tabby took one last long lick to Ravenpaw's fur before stepping back. "He should still be groomed to look his best, Tigerclaw," hissed Longtail.
"I suppose you are correct, we can't have him looking like some mangy ShadowClan cat now," the dark tabby grumbled. "Shouldn't you be off on some patrol or something?"
"I haven't been assigned to any patrol yet," the she-cat meowed quickly, locking eyes with the silent golden tom, ThunderClan's new deputy.
"True, you haven't been assigned to one yet," Lionheart meowed thoughtfully. "But you should still be out hunting for the Clan."
"And that's what I was going to do after you two picked up these apprentices," Longtail snapped back before stalking out of camp.
Returning with his first fresh-kill, Firepaw held his head up high and walked proudly into camp. He looked around the clearing, looking for a certain cat he wanted to show off his fresh-kill to. He spotted Longtail outside the warriors' den, sharing a piece of prey with Darkstripe.
Firepaw's mood plummeted at the sight. He felt as if a monster rammed into him, yet at the same time he felt that burning emotion flare up inside of him as he watched the two warriors behaving friendly towards each other.
"Why's Longtail so friendly with Darkstripe?" Firepaw asked Graypaw when he dropped his mouse.
"Darkstripe was Longtail's mentor. They're not mates or anything. I don't think anyone would even want to be mates with him," Graypaw, master of all knowledge, informed the ginger apprentice as he chowed down on some fresh-kill. "Why do you ask?"
"Just curious," Firepaw mumbled as he picked at his meal. He was curious, but there was more to it than that and Firepaw wasn't sure what it was just yet.
Two moons have past since Firepaw joined ThunderClan and he had just broken the warrior code. He walked into camp with his head and tail low, following behind the patrol and the rogue, Yellowfang. He looked up and looked around the clearing, searching for a cat, searching for that familiar figure of Longtail.
Firepaw spotted the pale tabby she-cat sitting next to Ravenpaw by the fresh-kill pile. The ginger apprentice didn't know why he always did this, search for Longtail in a crowd, but he's been doing it ever since he joined ThunderClan. The torrent of emotions that accompanies it always confused the young tom too, but he pushed the thoughts away when Bluestar called for a Clan meeting.
After the Clan meeting, Firepaw noticed Longtail approaching him with a strange look in her eye. What, was she going to mock him on his mistake too? Tell him that his mistake was the mistake of a Kittypet? That it just proves he isn't fit for Clan life?
A snarl curled on the she-cat's lips, showing hostility, but the strange emotion in her eye did not match the snarl. "I hope you'll think twice about bringing strays back into camp next time," Longtail sneered at him, but it wasn't as strong as it normally was. "Like I said, outsiders always bring trouble."
With a flick of her tail, Longtail turned and padded back over to her half-brother, leaving Firepaw stunned. Did Longtail just give him advice while insulting him? And what was the odd look in her eyes? It was all too confusing for him especially tired and empty-bellied, but he couldn't go to the apprentices' den just yet, he had to care for Yellowfang now as punishment. Sighing, the ginger apprentice got to his paws and began padding over to the old rogue.
Poor confused Firepaw shouldn't understand his feelings.
I just love how I have Longtail being all protective of Ravenpaw in this story. ^^