Disclaimer:it's a fanfic people, do i have to explain?
&&fireheart x sandstorm {gingershipping}
hot 'n cold // katy perry
Sandstorm can not stand what she's seeing right now. The way that stupid tom's eyes are roving over the body of his own apprentice, and how he's doing it right there in front of the whole Clan to see. Sure, the young grey cat isn't his apprentice anymore---not after what happened on the Thunderpath---but she's still at least a dozen moons younger than him.
And that's not even the irritating part!
Hadn't his eyes been following Sandstorm around the clearing just yesterday? Hadn't he been sharing his fresh-kill with her, sharing tongues with her? Wasn't he praising her and complimenting just this morning on the dawn patrol?
Sandstorm can't fathom that stupid tom's logic as she watches his brilliant green eyes follow Cinderpaw---his former apprentice, the medicine cat apprentice, for StarClans' sake!---and her movements around Yellowfang's den. And, she has to admit, with her thick, ash-grey pelt and sky-blue eyes, Cinderpaw is cute. But she is the medicine cat apprentice. And Fireheart has no right to go padding after her, not after the obvious affection he had for Spottedleaf.
Sandstorm feels the anger welling up inside her belly, and she has half a mind to march up to that stupid tom and block his way to Cinderpaw. But the pale ginger tabby bottles up the rage filling her from tail to claw-tip, watching as the moron slips past the rock cleft.
He has to make up his mind someday.
. . .right?
