Author's Note- Hi guys! Sorry if Blackstar seems kinda OOC (out-of-character) but this is only my second fic, so please no flames! So basically I'm taking Blackstar and plopping him into a sea of own cats. I always thought he deserved a mate and kits, you know. He had to kill Stonefur and watch Russetfur die under Lionblaze's claws, and that's kinda hard, right? So he should deserve some company. Yes, they're gonna have kits, so if you want, you can send in their kits' names in your review. Please add in the kit's warrior name, their description, and their mentor. Oh, wow. This is a really long author's note. Without further ado, the story! *draws back curtain and applauds*

Darkpoppy sighed. Why couldn't she do anything right? The evening before, she had brought in a thorn with the elders' bedding, earning Snakejaw, ShadowClan's sole medicine cat, another patient. On the evening dawn patrol, she'd accidentally trod on a stick, scaring away the nearby prey, and all she could snag was a scrawny mouse. Swampfur had scolded her for frightening all the prey, especially during leaf-fall. All the patrol could catch was a frog, a lizard, and the mouse Darkpoppy had managed to kill. Even worse, Rosethorn, Darkpoppy's faithful older sister, had kitted that morning, and all Darkpoppy could offer to the exhausted Rosethorn was a small frog.

She sighed again, watching as Blackstar padded beside the old pine stump where she was sitting, his jaws full of prey. He dropped his catch onto the fresh-kill pile, and pushed Darkpoppy's stringy old mouse towards her.

"You okay?" he asked. "ShadowClan can't have depressed warriors." In spite of herself, Darkpoppy smiled. "Have a bite." Blackstar swept the mouse towards her with his tail. His amber eyes swept over her.

"I'm fine, thanks though Blackstar." Darkpoppy started to eat, savoring the last bits of mouse. She swallowed and headed over to the Tallpine, underneath which Snowstorm, ShadowClan's deputy, was organizing the sunhigh patrols.

"...Thornpelt, Mossfoot, and Pinecloud, for the border patrol. Check out the ThunderClan border and report back to Blackstar. Lilytail, why don't you lead a hunting patrol? Bring Whitefrost and Tawnyfur and two other cats over to the old Twoleg nest to see if there's anything there." The named cats nodded and headed over to the thorn barrier that surrounded the camp. Lilytail gathered Whitefrost, Tawnyfur, and Marshpool at the clearing.

"Darkpoppy? Hunting patrol okay with you?" she called to Darkpoppy. Darkpoppy gave a small sigh.

"Sure." She padded to the rest of the patrol.

They headed out to the Twoleg nest, where Lilytail suggested they split up. Tawnyfur motioned to Darkpoppy with his white-tipped tail, beckoning her to follow him. Once she had caught up with him behind a weathered old conifer, Tawnyfur took a deep breath.

"Will you be my mate?"

Hi again, guys! Sorry I couldn't update sooner, but I had all this stuff to do, and my little brother is as annoying as ever... *sighs* anyway, thanks to Pencil37, Neko seeker sora, and loopygirllover for being the first to review! You all get a Darkpoppy plushie! *cuddles plushie* Here it is- the next chapter of Dark Love! Hope ya like it! *cuddles plushie and growls protectively at random bystander*

"I-I-I-I-" Darkpoppy stammered. She had never felt as flustered in her life.

"It's okay if you don't want," Tawnyfur meowed quickly, glossing over the sticky moment. "I-I just wanted to know if you were okay with it."

Darkpoppy gave a small sigh. She wished she didn't have to go through it, being able to tell that Tawnyfur was really hurt, but she knew that she belonged with another cat. "Tawnyfur," she called, just as his tawny-coloured pelt began to disappear back into the shadowy forest of massive pines.

Tawnyfur darted back around, eyes brighter, ears as tall as she'd ever seen them. "You've changed your mind?"

Darkpoppy shook her head, and Tawnyfur's white-tipped tail drooped sadly back to the marshy ground. "I-I just wanted you to know that I really would want to be with you, and I'm really sorry I can't, but I just- I just know StarClan never meant for us to be together. You're always so calm, and understanding, and I always just-" Darkpoppy swallowed and took a breath- "I always just go into things headfirst, you know."

Tawnyfur nodded quietly. "I understand." he mewed, giving Darkpoppy one last meaningful look and then vanished once again.

"-ShadowClan is well, apart from a small tussle with a fox on the edge of the border. A patrol chased it towards RiverClan territory, watch out for it, Troutstar." Troutstar, the youngest of the four leaders, dipped his head to Blackstar.

"RiverClan is also doing fine, we had another litter of kits; Pebblekit and Rosekit born to Ivystorm." Troutstar finished.

The Gathering began to break up, cats returning to their leaders, jumping down from rocks and trees and branches.

"ShadowClan! ShadowClan! All ShadowClan cats here!" Blackstar yowled from near the tree bridge. Darkpoppy nodded, returning Blackstar's questioning look, as slowly she began to weave her way through the sea of cats. Before she knew it, a huge tabby body barreled into her, shoving her off her paws and knocking the wind out of her.

"So sorry!" the tom responsible apologized, helping brush the dirt off Darkpoppy's flanks. Darkpoppy opened her jaws to speak, but the tom paid no attention. "I'm Hawktail, from RiverClan, you know. My father, Shorefoot, is deputy of the Clan, maybe you know him." Suddenly losing his polite manner, he shoved Darkpoppy behind the dry brush covering most of the island. "Traitor!" he hissed, raking his claws down Darkpoppy's long legs. "You don't care a thing, do you?"

Darkpoppy yowled in pain, biting down hard on Hawktail's ear while kicking and scratching down Hawktail's dark brown flanks. "I don't know what you're talking about!" she screeched, managing to break free of Hawktail's grip and standing panting on the dark ground. "What about the Gathering truce? You're breaking the warrior code!"

Hawktail launched himself onto her again, a huge ball of fiery pain, anger and a desire for revenge. "It won't matter anyway." He dragged her to a darker area, under the shadow of a huge oak, flipping her over onto her back. Unsheathing his claws and holding the steely talons of rage to her throat, he hissed, "Later."

Hey again, guys! I've decided I'm going to be taking some new characters in. I'll be taking 5 or 6 more ShadowClan cats, and maybe some StarClan cats too. Put your cat's name, description, and personality in your review, and if I approve I'll put your cat in! Oh yeah, I'll be accepting rogues too! Until next time!

-Shadestar17