Description: Leafpool is in desperate love with Crowfeather, but he hates her.
What will happen when she and him both get exiled from their clans?
This, is their story.
Why do I like this pairing?
I really don't. I just like Crowfeather. xD
He's awesome like that.
Now, let us continue!
*BLACKSTAR IS VERY OC AND A KNOW IT ALL. BEWARE.*
LEAFPOOL'S POV
Was it possible to just sit here, laying with Crowfeather like this, like nothing else mattered? Until someone came to stop us, that's what we were going to do; lay with each other like we had nothing better to do, because we didn't. Keep track of each other's heart beat, licking each other's pelt, just standing there. Oh, how I loved him.. Oh, how I was so glad he had been acting. Honestly, I had been bluffing when I had told him he was lying. He absolutely caved. And it felt good to know him just as well as I did. I smiled and continued to lick up and down his pelt.
It had felt like only minutes had passed, but it must have been thirty or so minutes just standing there, murmuring that we loved each other every so often, saying how much we loved each other and explaining why and what we loved about each other. We didn't stop, and we probably wouldn't have until one of us grew tired, until a female by the name of Russetfur entered the den. She seemed to be chuckling, as if she was enjoying us loving on each other. She seemed to not care to wait, but I knew she was growing impatient when she muttered with a quite annoyed tone, "If I could excuse your little love fest?"
I could hear Crowfeather softly chuckle out of the hearing of Russetfur, and pulled his face away from buried into my fur, and I did the same, looking over to Russetfur as if to ask what she wanted. What could be important enough to interrupt a moment of peace with the one she loved, Crowfeather? Russetfur seemed as if she was still laughing. Crowfeather easily silenced her with a glare, and she began to speak. "Blackstar wants to see the both of you in his den, along with myself." She said. I knew this was time was going to come, but now? He could have picked a better time to do it.. But I only nodded. We could continue later.
I stood up and walked beside Crowfeather, my brown pelt brushing against his black-gray one. We ignored the questioning glances at the both of us. None of the ShadowClan cats wanted loners in the clan, obviously. But what did Blackstar want? Hopefully, Blackstar wanted them out of his sight "within 24 hours." Well, they would be out even faster than he could say that. They could only hope. Russetfur lead them into a large den, jumping in. It was hidden by some leaves, but noticeable if you knew that it was there. Crowfeather automatically sat, his ears laid back.
Blackstar was sitting in the far corner of the den, seeming to have been looking down at his paws and thinking hard about something. His black paws gleamed in the slight sunlight that poured into the den from the entrance, and from the top. How it was getting in, I obviously didn't know. But I didn't ask. Russetfur took her own seat beside Blackstar, and looked over to him, as if to ask what they were going to do with the both of them. Blackstar was looking straight at me, then back to Crowfeather, staring us down for a moment.
He then began speaking roughly, "A long legged black warrior of WindClan. His paws are fast, and he is rather a good hunter on the moors. One of the best in his clan, I am guessing?" Blackstar wasn't going to allow us to speak, now standing and looking like he was pacing. "You aren't very good tempered. You fell in love with a she cat named Feathertail, grey pelt, rather beautiful, when you were an apprentice. Your name, is after hers. Crowfeather. Sweet of you, isn't it?" I could see Crowfeather visibly flinch at the thought of Feathertail. He loved her. I knew he did. But I was his first choice now, and that's what mattered.. At least, that's what I was going to tell myself.
"She died, sacrificing herself for the tribe of rushing water. They buried her, where only the ancients are buried. Cats that mean something." Blackstar was no longer quoting Crowfeather anymore. He stopped pacing, and looked straight at me. I wondered for a moment if I was supposed to be scared of him, if that's what he was trying to make me do. But I obviously wasn't showing it, looking straight back into his eyes as he looked at me. "Leafpool, a beautiful medicine cat of ThunderClan. Very talented with herbs. Mentor was Cinderpelt. Rather good tempered, sister being Squirrelflight and parents being Firestar and Sandstorm. Correct?"
Blackstar already knew he was correct, as he smirked when I nodded. How did he know so much about everyone? Did he do this a lot? Was it all he had to say to the both of them, that he was a know it all and was feared by everyone because he was the leader of a semi-lithe clan? Yeah right. I wanted to say so, but he didn't allow me to do so, beginning to speak again. "Fell into a forbidden love with a cat from another clan when she was a medicine cat. Double breaking the warrior code, I see? Tsk, Tsk." That darkened smirk got even darker as he said this, knowing I hated it when he mentioned the warrior code. But.. How did he know?
"But, telling you things that you already know is not why you are here." I was glad for this, that he wasn't going to go on and on about Crowfeather and I's history. I would end up attacking him from annoyance. Crowfeather's pelt was prickling, his ear twitching in sure annoyance as well. Blackstar was now sitting beside the Russetfur who hadn't moved, the same smile still on her face. The lighting seemed to be hitting the both of them just right, the darkness now on the both of us. Crowfeather gritted his teeth beside me, but I didn't do anything. I could tell that it would just annoy both of them more.
"Why are you here, Crowfeather?" Blackstar shot a glance at the black figure beside me, his eyebrow cocking in question, wondering what he would say back. Crowfeather was still tensed. "Aren't you supposed to tell us that, Blackstar? You called US here, I didn't just come in here. So tell us, why are we here?" They glared at each other for a moment, already knowing what the answer was. But Blackstar laughed, as if it had all been a joke. Russetfur was laying down now, watching the scene and smiling still, a smirk not on her face, but a slight smile directed at the neither of us.
"Oh, I'm sorry. You're here to tell me why you trespassed onto my territory. Both of you, conveniently strolling onto ShadowClan territory. I know that the both of you were exiled already. But that gives two loners no excuse to be on ShadowClan land." His eyes were narrowed. "Prey stealers?" Blackstar accused the both of them, the insult hanging in the air. Crowfeather snarled at him when he said that, the silence breaking in the room. "We weren't stealing your frogs, your stupid swampy prey! Why would we do that? We were just passing through, we didn't even know that we were both here? What are you going to do about it?" Crowfeather only challenged, snarling.
But Crowfeather didn't realized he was just giving Blackstar what he wanted, the snarl music to the white tom's ears, his black paws glittering, the claws unsheathing in them for a challenge. "I should kill you both for trespassing like a loyal ShadowClan leader! You're loners, so I can't send you to a clan. So I guess I'll have to kill you, or have a warrior do it for me." Crowfeather stood up, his claws automatically unsheathing at the challenge. He was quite fed up with Blackstar, I could tell. Rage was practically dripping off the black tom that I loved's pelt.
I looked up at Crowfeather, the urge to speak strong now even though Blackstar hadn't asked me to "Crowfeather, sit down. He just wants you to get mad, you can't tell?" I was keeping my cool through the whole thing, that's why Blackstar was going for Crowfeather, those brutal eyes narrowed into slits as he looked directly at Blackstar. "That white ShadowClan leader isn't hurting you if I can help it, Leafpool." That murmur was so kind as he looked at me with a soft loving gaze, then returning his blue gaze back at Blackstar, daring him to step closer.
"Come on, Crowfeather, let's go back to the den, they can call us back when they're ready." I took the opportunity to glare at Blackstar, who's eyes were glittering, the smirk still on his face. "Listen to your girlfriend, Crowfeather. You don't wanna start a fight in a leader's den with his clan right outside." Although Blackstar was rude usually, this made sense to Crowfeather, his claws re-sheathed. He glared at Blackstar once again, then whirled back around and stormed out of the den. I only followed him, my eyes slightly narrowed, but not speaking until we entered the den.
"I'm sorry." Crowfeather said as he entered that den, beginning to pace and not meeting my eyes. "What are you sorry for?" I questioned, tilting my head and looking straight at him as he paced, my eyes meeting his for a moment. "For.. losing my cool back there. I only gave him what he wanted. I won't go off on him next time." Crowfeather's claws were now re-unsheathed, annoyed at himself. He clawed at the den wall, not making any in print but still getting exactly what he wanted, to scratch something with those sharp, grey claws of his.
He looked over to me, calmed now, moving his pelt closer to mine and nuzzling my side, whispering something that was along the lines of, "I love you.." The only response that I could really find necessarily was to bury my face into Crowfeather's black pelt, my eyes softening and looking directly into his gaze, a smile on my face as I looked at him, and whispering, "I love you too, Crowfeather.."
TWO CHAPTERS. THREE HOURS.
I think they both failed.. xD
But that's for you to decide!
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