Rosymist: Here's a short Nightcloud one! Enjoy!
Chapter 4: Nightcloud
I can't believe him. I just saw Crowfeather, my mate, nuzzling Leafpool. That thing? That ThunderClan cat? I can't believe him. My life was so perfect before he asked me to be his mate. Every time at a Gathering, I get to see him nuzzling some she-cat? And a medicine cat at that? Honestly, what does he take me for? An idiot?
At least Breezepelt, my beautiful son, respects me. He is the only reason I keep that piece of fox dung, Crowfeather, around. Oh, I can't believe this. He's still over there, whispering soft words into her ear, brushing his tail gently over her shoulders, telling her how much he loves her. Wait, telling her how much he loves her?! What? How dare he! I'm his one and only mate.
I storm over there and drag Crowfeather away, yowling at him to have some respect. He simply shrugs and says, "So what? Leafpool's better than you'll ever be." Then he delicately picks his way through the crowd that gathered to see a potential fight. He looks so content over there. Why can't I make him content? What am I doing wrong? I sit down, stewing. I can't stand to watch them any longer. I turn away and come face to face with a tortoiseshell she-cat. She says, "I know how you're feeling. Make me a promise, and I will help you."
"Yes, I promise whatever you want! ...What's your name?" I ask.
She cackled slightly, causing other cats to look at me strangely. "Mapleshade, my dear Nightcloud."
The two of us began meeting to discuss irresponsible, cheating mates and beautiful kits that should have better futures. I suddenly realized, for the first time since I met Crowfeather, I was….happy.
A/N: Too short? Review please! What cats should I do next!
Disclaimer: I don't own warriors; if I did, side characters wouldn't be side characters anymore. Like Larksong, that ThunderClan elder that gave Bluestar a life for humor. She's my spirit animal.