Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors, Erin Hunter does. I do own Streampool though.
There is a mysterious she-cat! And why is Dustpelt so close to Sandstorm?
Sandstorm woke up to a familiar scent, the scent of Fireheart beside her. Yesterday's events flooded back to her, and she snuggles closer to Fireheart.
Fireheart opened his eyes, and a sweet scent came sweeping to him. He saw Spottedleaf standing in front of him. "Spottedleaf!" he said. "I'm sorry— "There's no need to be sorry. I want you to move on. StarClan has great destinies for you and Sandstorm." "Don't go!" But the medicine cat was already gone. In her place was Sandstorm.
"Sandstorm…." He said. "Yes, Fireheart?" Sandstorm replied. "I love you", Fireheart said. "Me too", she replied. She moved closer to Fireheart. Unbeknownst to them, Dustpelt was watching from his place, green-eyed and very jealous. No matter. They'll break up in no time.
"I'll go hunt something", he said. "Want to come?" "Sure!" Sandstorm replied enthusiastically. They trotted together to hunt. "Let's split up. We'll meet back at camp, OK?" Fireheart asked Sandstorm. "It's alright, I guess", Sandstorm replied, with some regret in her voice. I had actually wanted to spend some time alone with Fireheart, she thought.
As if Fireheart had read her mind, he said: "We can still spend sometime alone after we go back to camp, right?" "Right", Sandstorm replied.
Sandstorm stalked through the woods, and it wasn't long before she caught a rabbit. She brought it back to camp and looked for Fireheart. Looks like I got back first, she thought.
"Waiting for someone?" a voice said behind her. Sandstorm quickly turned back, and found her face to face with Dustpelt. "Oh, it's you", she said. "You had me scared out of my fur! I'm just waiting for Fireheart, that's all." "Looks like he's having some trouble. Once a kittypet, always a kittypet", Dustpelt sneered. "Stop it!" Sandstorm argued. "Fireheart is now a loyal ThunderClan warrior!" "Whatever", Dustpelt said.
"Mind if we eat together?" Dustpelt asked. "Fine", Sandstorm replied. The two sat together. Dustpelt grasped the chance and pushed himself closer. He let his tail twine with Sandstorm's. Sandstorm was busy eating and didn't notice.
"Sandstorm! I can't believe that you….." a voice said behind her. It was then did Sandstorm notice that her tail was twined with Dustpelt's. "It isn't what you think, Fireheart!" Sandstorm said and untwined her tail. "It's alright, Sandstorm", Fireheart said, his voice shaken. "Good luck you two." He ran out of the den.
"Wait, Fireheart!" Sandstorm took off after him. "It ain't over, Dustpelt", she glared at him as she went.
This isn't happening. It's all a bad dream. Please wake up! He yelled to himself. He ran and ran and he saw Cinderpelt with Graystripe. "What's wrong, Fireheart?" Graystripe asked him. "You look pretty beat up." "Sandstorm—, Sandstorm she— "Calm down, Fireheart", said Cinderpelt. "I saw Sandstorm eating with Dustpelt today. They were very close, even their tails were twined!" Fireheart said sadly. "I guess she and I weren't meant to be together after all." "I'll go talk to her", Cinderpelt volunteered.
"Let all cats old enough to hunt by themselves meet under Highstone!" Bluestar announced. "We have helped a cat in the forest. She is wounded badly, and she'll stay with us till she heals."
A she-cat stepped up beside Bluestar whom had a light gray pelt. "My name is Streampool", she said.
Fireheart stared at the she-cat. She is beautiful. Did I just say that? He thought, confused. "Who will show Streampool around camp?" Bluestar called. "I will", Fireheart said. Sandstorm gave him a glance, but he ignored it.
He can't love that she-cat. Fireheart is mine! She thought. She hadn't felt being jealous ever since Spottedleaf died. I will not let that happen! Stay away, Streampool.