Guess what? I'm updating! (Finally!)
Chapter 4: Whitewing
Whitewing stared at Birchfall and groaned. She had loved him forever, and he never got the clue that she was always giving.
Of course, he had loved Applekit when he was Birchkit, and now, he was Birchfall.
Oh, why did she get everything Whitewing wanted? She seemed to be in competition for every tom in the whole Clan!
Or, was Whitewing imagining things?
No, it wasn't just a coincidence that the leader's daughter got everything Squirrelflight had. something………something…………something that made all the toms love her, and all the she-cats admire her.
It wasn't fair!
Everything great happened to her.
Birchfall took a feeble step towards her, and her heart flip-flopped.
"Hi, Whitewing," he mewed awkwardly. "I need some help. I like this She-cat, but I don't know how to tell her."
"Well," Whitewing thought out loud, silently screaming in happiness. He likes me; he really likes me! "I would just go straight to her face and tell her that you like her."
Birchfall's eyes lightened up. "Thanks, Whitewing! I knew I could count on you!"
With that said, he turned and ran off to the warriors' den.
No sooner had he ran in, then he was walking beside a ginger she-cat.
Squirrelflight.
He loved Squirrelflight?! Whitewing asked herself, blazing with betrayal.
Squirrelflight walked away, and Birchfall looked darkly at Whitewing.
Then,
he came storming by her. "You said it would work!" he snarled.
"Now she's going to treat me like a kit until I go into the
elders' den!!"
Whitewing looked at the ground angrily. "It
would've worked on every she-cat in all of ThunderClan except
Squirrelflight!" she defended hotly.
"Oh,
yeah right!" Birchfall hissed. "Like who?"
"Like me!"
Whitewing sobbed, running off into the warriors' den.
She hid there, feeling miserable.
Birchfall poked his head in. "Whitewing, are you okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine!" she snapped. "Just be like the rest of the toms and go after Squirrelflight!"
"Oh, is that what you think?" Birchfall asked, trying to twine his tail and hers.
Whitewing knew for a fact that he was trying to make her feel better. "Birchfall…" she warned. "Just leave me alone."
"But………….." Birchfall wined.
Whitewing snapped her head at him. "I said just leave me alone!"
"But…….." Birchfall wined again. "But I thought—'"
"I don't care what you thought!" Whitewing snarled. "I just need some time alone."
"That's all you ever care about!" Birchfall hissed. "You, you, you, you, you, you, you! You got angry when I liked Squirrelflight and come in here out of self-pity. Then, I try to make you feel better, and what do I get? I get you hissing and being all, 'just leave me alone!' when just minuets ago you thought I liked you!"
Whitewing realized with a dark truth that half of what he said was right. "I was wrong to have ever liked a dirty-mannered, no-good, self-pitying pig like you!"
With Birchfall's mouth agape, she walked out of the warriors' den and out of camp.
But, of course, he came running after you. "What did you call me?"
"I called you what you are,"
"Oh, shut up!" Birchfall mewed, exasperated.
"I thought you liked me—'"
"I did—I do." Birchfall mewed desperately. Then, lowering his voice, "I always loved you,"
Whitewing rolled her eyes. "Not ten minuets ago you didn't"
"Yes I did!"
"Well you sure as hell didn't show it!" Whitewing snarled.
"Whitewing, please listen to me. I love you, and you love me. This isn't something that comes around every day! It's true love, I just know it is!"
Although Whitewing really didn't want to, she leaned into him and whispered, "I-I love you too."
Birchfall smiled.
Then, Whitewing's sensible side took over. "But, I'm just going to have to let you go……"
"What?!"
"You
heard me," Whitewing mewed. "It seems to me that since you know
Squirrelflight doesn't like you anymore, you've decided to pad
after me. I'm you're fallback, Birchfall. I just can't love you
anymore,"
"But, Whitewing I—'"
"Give me up the same way that you'll give up Squirrelflight," Whitewing whispered. "You'll get through it, I know you will,"
Oh, having the upper-hand was fun, she thought darkly to herself. She just had to tell her heart that Birchfall wasn't worth it.
Is that a tragedy, I think so! Was it cool for me to make Whitewing an independent woman? Review and someday I might update!
Florence
