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~FIRST PERSON: Dustpelt's POV~

I watched as the white young she-cat stumbled off through her own territory, and I felt curious. I wondered why she came there and why I had even talked to a complete stranger like that. Snowbird...

"SHIT!" The sun was hanging low in the sky, and I remembered: SHIT! They expect me on evening patrol!

I jumped up and sprinted as fast as I could towards camp. I breathed heavily, but still kept up my pace, feeling my paws thud against the hard ground. I swore I could hear the sound of my heart beat.

I finally reached the camp's entrance tunnel, and skidded into camp, breathing heavy. I looked around and noticed Firestar, standing irritated, by the fresh kill pile. He looked at me, and his tail tip started twitching.

I let out a sigh and padded up to him.

"You missed evening patrol!" He hissed to me, "I told you that you would be on it, and you completely blew it off! Is this some sort of jealousy thing? Because I'll tell you right now that Sandstorm's mine, so don't even try to have her." He glared at me, his eyes narrow. I remained silent, and he sighed, closing his eyes then opening them again calmly. "I'm sorry, it's just that I'm a bit on edge about the gathering tonight. I'm sure you haven't tried anything. You must have forgotten, right?"

I nodded blankly, not knowing what to say.

"How about this then? In just a little bit, the cats that are going to the gathering will all meet up over there." He pointed with his tail towards the high ledge. He looked over at "the nursery, then back at me before mewing, "You're coming to the gathering tonight."

I smiled a little and mewed, "Alright, Firestar. Thanks...?" I knew there was a hint of question in my voice. I loved to see Firestar grow old and silly, how stupid of him to forget that I was already going!

I padded off, then decided to check up on Sandstorm and her kits. But I stopped myself in front of the den entrance and thought bitterly, No, wait. She doesn't want me there. Well fine, her loss. I had gone back to the forest and returned with wet dripping moss for her to drink from. Then I realized what a fool I was being, and I walked in.

I looked over at her lying spread in the corner, all three kits nursing off of her. "Sandstorm?" I whispered, not wanting to wake the others. "Sandstorm? I've brought you water." I set the moss beside her and she looked up with half-closed eyes.

"Oh, hi, Firestar," she murmured, yawning, "Almost time for the gathering?" I blinked and started to say something before she went on. "Thanks, sweetie.. My throat was starting to get sore." She bent forward and started lapping the moisture from the wad of moss. Then she stood a little bit and licked my cheek. I licked my chest in embarrassment, then stammered a quick "I gotta go" before leaving quietly.

I felt embarrassed, and didn't know what to think. I had just gotten a glimpse of Firestar getting the love that I had used to want so desperately. I still briefly wondered why she chose him over me. Oh well, I thought, All's well...I guess...

"All cats attending the gathering must come group here now!" Firestar's voice rang throughout camp, and I made my way to him, where cats were already grouping. I avoided Brambleclaw's suspicious stare, then did something worse: I glared right back at him until he turned away. I looked over at Firestar triumphantly.

After everyone had grouped there, Firestar swung his tail, telling us to follow him. So, we all ran off after him. I felt the slight breeze ruffle my cheek fur as we streaked, silent as shadows, through the forest; it felt good to run freely again.

I closed my eyes a little, and slowly made my way to run directly behind Firestar. I thought I would just remind everybody who one of the senior warriors was around there. I smiled to myself, and wondered if the mysterious Snowbird would be at the gathering. I secretly found myself hoping she would be. Just for somebody to talk to, I thought.

We all emerged into the large clearing, and I still laughed in my head when Firestar had stumbled a little while walking across the huge tree trunk to get across. Of course, I had ended up catching him and helping him (since I was right behind him).

I gazed around the clearing, and a certain white pelt stood out the most, and it wasn't Cloudtail, because I'm not oddly attracted to Cloudtail...I'm sure.

I made my way over to the she-cat from behind, and meowed, "Hello again."

She spun around, obviously surprised, and laughed when she saw me. "Oh! It's only you, Dustpelt. I didn't expect to see you here tonight. How are you?"

Dustpelt nodded, "I'm okay. Are you alright?"

Snowbird nodded yes, but before she could speak, Leopardstar announced from her spot, "All cats from all clans! Today we will start a little late, the leaders have a very important discussion right now."

I rolled my eyes at her and laughed with Snowbird, "Jeez, I can never get over how much our clans fight." I smiled at her, "Especially ours in particular."

She looked slightly uncomfortable, but nodded and smiled, mewing, "It is ridiculous, isn't it? Always something about prey...or borders...To be honest," she sighed, "I don't even really like my clan to begin with. Especially when I was an apprentice, I would always dream of running away and joining..." She looked away, "...Thunderclan..."

I blinked in surprise. "You do seem much less...cold-hearted than a lot of the other Shadowclanners..." I joked, smiling.

Her fur bristled a little. "Not all Shadowclan cats are like that. I do have friends there, you know." She meowed quietly.

I blinked and stammered, "O-Of course. It was just a joke...I didn't mean anything by it."

She suddenly beamed and chuckled a little. "I got you! I was just joking!" Her fur lay flat, and she rolled her eyes, "I don't have any friends...in my clan atleast. She quickly licked her chest. "I mean, it's not as if I don't want friends...just not, really...them." She laughed quietly, staring down at her paws, a certain sadness clouding her beautiful eyes.

I smiled a little and licked her fore head. She blinked in surprise and looked up at me, her eyes wide. "I'm your friend," I meowed quietly, staring into her eyes. "Don't worry about that."

She smiled back and it seemed like forever as we stared unblinkingly into each other's gazes. "Let's leave this place." I whispered, feeling excitement drum up.

"What?" She hissed sharply. looking a little daze. "Like..r-run away?"

I chuckled. "No! Just go somewhere alone while the gathering takes place. You have to admit, these things get pretty boring. Come on, let's go!"

She let out sigh of relief, then slowly brightened up, and smiled. "Yeah, sounds fun." She admitted before turning and beginning to walk, her paws softly falling on the ground as she stepped over noisy twigs and leaves.

I trailed off behind her, and we soon disappeared into the trees. As we headed farther away, I heard voices fade in the distance behind us. After a bit of silent walking, we reached a small pond in the middle of a clearing.

She turned suddenly, and mewed softly, "Is this good?"

I winked, "Yeah, of course. It's perfect." We laughed quietly, and I found myself padding up closer to her. She stayed in her spot, watching me approach. I swore I could hear my own heart beating in my chest fiercely, with a newfound, insane urge. I felt her whiskers brush my cheek, and I licked the tip of her nose. She smiled and I licked her cheek, smoothing down the fur till it was sleek. She licked my cheek back and purred.

"I-...I think I really like you," she whispered, "Dustpelt..."

"I...think I really like you too...Snowbird..."

My heart beat faster as she twined her paw with mine.