*Disclaimer: I do not and never will or want to own the Warriors series and it's characters etc.*
||Chapter One||
I distinctly remember the day I first met Starling. I had been stalking a bird-a blackbird, I think- and after a terrific leap I had managed to grab it out of the sky. Panting, but happy, I had laid it on the ground when I heard a small cheer from somewhere above me. Backing up I warily searched the limbs of the tree I was under until I spotted the tomcat. He looked a bit younger than me-he was quite…small-, it seemed, and like a shadow minus his pure white paw. A purple collar adorned his neck. I snarled at him, "This is ThunderClan territory, get lost or get scratched."
The cat had chuckled and it had made his blue eyes scrunch up in a slightly cute-for lack of better words- way. "I'm not going to hunt here, or hurt you. I'm tired and I needed a place to rest. I'll leave if you want." His voice was a soothing sort of purr that made little butterflies flutter in my stomach.
"You mean no harm…" I said quietly, then shook my head fiercely, "It's still my Clan's territory, it's against the Warrior Code to be here."
The tom gave another laugh and ignored me, jumping down another branch. He peered at5 me, amusement in his crystal-clear blue eyes. "What's your name?" he asked.
"I-uh, I'm Sandpaw." I had stuttered, confused by the cat's reaction. Still, I had my guard up. The cat hadn't gotten the teeth or claws in his collar without fighting whatever they had previously belonged to. "Who're you?"
The tom seemed thoughtful, his tail curling and uncurling as if he was thinking; but only for a moment, "I'm Starling." He said. The name seemed to fit him. His black pelt was like that of the bird he was named after.
"Uh, it fits you." I muttered, uncomfortable and a bit ashamed that I wasn't attacking this outsider.
"That was a nice catch, there." The cat-no, Starling-commented. His ears perked up in slight interest as he asked, "How'd you do that?" He seemed interested but…I knew I shouldn't talk to him or give away any hunting secrets. I was the deputy's daughter…I had to be well behaved and like him. I had a lot to live up to.
So my choice was to feel bad and chase the cat out or feel bad and teach Starling how to hunt birds. Well…
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