A cold ripple went around an ice water's surface as it escaped into the vast blue-hued pool. A bright, silver, scaly fish swam by under the waters, keeping its own distance from land. A soft breathing started the fish, but it dare not change direction. The breathing became more heavier and closer and the fish turned around to swim to safety but-SPLASH

Tigerheart sat up straight, blinking waterdroplets out of his amber eyes, his fur streaming with water. Annoyed, he let out a mew of exasperation as he watched the silver fish swim away. Hissing, he turned back to the stream, now thoroughly annoyed.

"That's not how you catch a fish," Tigerheart's fur bristled furiously at the sound of Bearheart's voice.The young deputy turned to see the evening patrol, composed of Redtail, Bearheart, Sunningfur, Firestripe,and Whitepaw.
"I know that!" He hissed. Bearheart met his gaze evenly, and Tigerheart stared menacingly at him.
"Father, please," Sunningfur mewed, her voice desperate, "Don't fight." The young she-cat gave him a stern look through emerald eyes. Tigerheart's eyes softened, his heart suddenly filling with pride. Sunningfur was the mirror image of Flametears, and his two sons Firestripe and Redtail had inherited some of her traits. His kits were all he had to live for. Sunningfur herself had recently left the nursery, after giving birth to Goldenpaw and Polarpaw by Bearheart. But now, Tigerheart meant nothing to anyone.

Come on, that's not true and you know it.
Shut up. I dont want to think about her.

Tigerheart gave a welcoming purr and flicked Bearheart across the muzzle with his tail. The two toms argued often, but they were good friends.

"I'm sorry, Bearheart. I've just been a little edgy since..." Tigerheart's voice trailed off as he remembered the light dying from Flametears's eyes. Sunningfur, Redtail, and Firestripe exchangeda look, their tailsdrooping slightly. Flametears had been their mother. Sensing what was wrong with Tigerheart,Bearheart gave him a friendly nudge and stretched his massive head to touch the deputy's flank.

"I miss her too," He quietly mewed, and for a moment, all the cats were lost in their thoughts.

Padding slowly into camp, Tigerheart's eyes focused on his paws in front of him, watching howmuch slower they seemed to move since the day Flametears had died. He didn't look up, at least not until he collided head on with another cat.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize-" Tigerheart's breath caught in his throat as his eyes rested upon the cat he had run into. He was drowning in the depths of her emerald gaze, mesmerized by the sheen of that beautiful tortoiseshell fur. How was it possible that he had never noticed the radiance in which her pelt shone, the light that shone in her eyes?

I know how.

It was because he had been in love with her, because it was impossible for him to lose his breath around Poppytail because Flametears had already taken his heart. He had been padding after her since he was barely an apprentice.

And then all of a sudden, it hit him like a tidal wave of pain so strongly that he had to close his eyes as it washed over him, filling every inch of his body.

She's dead.

He could not love Poppytail. He couldn't. He would never forget Flametears, never. She would never leave his thoughts, his memories, or his heart. He still loved Flametears. I love her.

The weight of this burden hung on his shoulders. He was ThunderClan deputy. He couldn't spend all of his time chasing after she-cats. Forcing himself to look anywhere but in Poppytail's shining green eyes, he turned and padded away from his hope, his love, his life.

This was the eclipse of the heart.

Awww so sad! Well, I think so, anyways. Haha. I'm lame.

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