Revenge

"Hello there my darling" Orioleclaw padded up to his mate and gently licked her ear lovingly. She slipped away, a look of sadness written across her face.

"Is something wrong, Morningpelt?" Orioleclaw noticed his mate's strange behavior. "Are feeling sick? I can take you to Thornpelt right now!" Panic filled his voice and Morningpelt looked down.

"Now that you mention it, I am sick, Orioleclaw. Sick of you" A tear descended from her eyes and hit the dirt ground.

"Wha, what are you talking about?" Orioleclaw gasped in pain. Morningpelt didn't look up so Orioleclaw struggled to meet her gaze. His thoughts jumbled and his throat tightened. Is she joking? She can't be serious, right?

"Hey there my little piece of freshkill" Hawktail padded up to Morningpelt with all of his massiveness and looked down on Orioleclaw with a frown.

"Is this little kit bothering you?" He snarled sarcastically, his eyes were like daggers. Orioleclaw looked at Morningpelt then Hawktail, bitter sadness welling up in his throat.

"Actually, this little kit's leaving" Orioleclaw hissed, trying to hide his tears and he ran out of camp. He ignored Morningpelt's frantic mew and he pushed through some brambles. As much as it hurt, the pain in his heart ached much, much more. The thorns scraped and scratched his skin and they nicked at his ears, but somehow Orioleclaw couldn't notice. He was numb to that kind of hurt. Running to the forest, Orioleclaw didn't have the slightest idea where he was going but as long as it was far away from camp, it was good enough.

He stopped into a clearing to rest but his head felt dizzy. Stumbling around faintly, Orioleclaw let tears stream from his eyes. He collapsed to the floor, leaves scattering around him, and trembled with every sob. The world seemed to stand still and Orioleclaw lost track of time, his misery clouding his mind. Why did I have to fall for a traitor like Morningpelt? He wondered glumly as his head cleared. I've always been loyal to her. Why can't she be like that? A small growl escaped between his teeth. Orioleclaw's eyelids fluttered and sleep gently fell over him.

***

It was sunset when the dark tabby warrior woke up. Wearily, Orioleclaw staggered to his paws and trudged back to camp, following his own scent. Once he reached the clan, he froze right at the entrance.

It was Morningpelt. She lay with Hawktail and she was chewing on a mouse as he groomed her pelt. They seemed to be in a very deep conversation and Orioleclaw's heart felt like it was being torn to shreds. He pushed into the bramble screen and hurried towards the warriors den, ignoring questions from his fellow Clanmates.

I will have my revenge someday.