DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN WARRIORS, OR THIS STORY IDEA

ADOPTED FROM DRIZZLESTREAM313

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Swanstep was unable to keep the lingering thoughts about Scratchwind away. Does he really love me? Is Larchsky right?

A sharp mew from Dawnflower snapped her from her thoughts.

"Swanstep! Are we hunting, or dawdling in the forest? We have a clan to feed"

"Sorry." Swanstep mumbled.

Dawnflower turned away, plunging into the forest. Swanstep sighed.

Do I love him?

Swanstep shook her head to clear her thoughts. I have to hunt for the clan.

She focused, forgetting about everything. She trotted toward camp. Catches held by their tails. She had two mice, and two squirrels.

"Good job, Swanstep!" Scratchwind meowed, as he caught sight of her.

Swanstep nodded, to acknowledge him, but her mouth was to full to talk.

"Do you need help?" Scratchwind asked. Swanstep dropped the squirrels in reply.

Maybe he does love me after all... Swanstep thought. Her expression broke into a grin.

They walked back to camp together, pelts pressed.

Camp was not how Swanstep had pictured it. It was not normal.

"Swanstep! Thank goodness you're back!" Dawnflower exclaimed.

"Why?" Swanstep questioned. She looked around camp. Glares of accusation shot in Swanstep's direction. Larchsky's expression was desperate, and her eyes pleaded as Swanstep came into her sight.

"What's going on?" Scratchwind demanded.

"It's best if you stay out of this, Scratchwind." Bluestar meowed.

Everyone backed away, pulling a confused Scratchwind with them.

"Do you know this cat?" Bluestar demanded.

Fern!

"Um.." Swanstep meowed.

"He claims you were once part of BloodClan, and that he wants to bring you back to BloodClan. He also says that some cat called Bone allowed you to." Bluestar meowed, her voice ringing through the clearing.

"Brown! It's me, Fern!" Fern yowled.

"Is this true?" Bluestar demanded.

"Yes." Swanstep said in a small voice.

"You can come back, Brown." Fern meowed, but it was coming out as a plead.

"My name is not Brown." Swanstep meowed, an edge to her voice.

Fern stared at her with confusion.

"My name is Swanstep." She meowed

"Swanstep. I love you. Please come back to BloodClan. Bone said you could, too."

Scratchwind looked like he wanted to claw the fur off of Fern's back.

"No. Tell Bone that he's not worth my time. And neither is Scourge. Leave, and don't come back. Fern." she replied.

"Please, Swanstep! I love you." Fern begged.

"Leave!" she hissed.

"Yeah, you heard her. Leave." Scratchwind hissed.

Swanstep glanced around. Larchsky's eyes were filled with relief.

Is it because I chose ThunderClan over BloodClan..

And Scratchwind over Fern?

Scratchwind was now squaring up to the BloodClan cat.

Fern's gaze shot to Swanstep, full of frustration.

"Fern." By then, the whole clan knew her secrets, all because of Fern.

"Fern. Just leave now, Swanstep has already told you her reply." Bluestar meowed.

Fern held Bluestar's gaze evenly, though Fern's gaze was clouded with confusion. Probably because he is used to leaders having no pity, and killing for not following an order. "You are not to speak for Swanstep."

"I am not. I am just restating the fact that you can't accept: Swanstep has rejected you." Bluestar answered.

"No, she has not. You are keeping her captive here, making her catch prey for you. You're making her say these things that aren't true." Fern meowed.

Swanstep growled in frustration.

"Fern, can't you see? I have a new clan, new friends. I love my clan, and I hate BloodClan." Swanstep meowed, snarling the last word.

"I know they're making you say these things. I'll save you, Brown." Fern meowed, leaping onto Bluestar. The whole clan broke out into chaos. Swanstep tore Fern off of Bluestar.

"Fern, run. Before they kill you. I was not lying, trust me on this. Or you will kill yourself trying to get something back that wasn't yours to start from." Swanstep whispered. Though she hated BloodClan, Fern had been one of her best friends.

"What about you? They're keeping you prisoner, aren't they?" Fern hissed.

"No, they aren't. Some day, I will find you again. But I don't want you to die." Swanstep meowed.

Fern seemed to finally accept her words. His expression turned wide, and hurt. But love still shone in it, as he tore away from battle, into the forest.

Bye, Fern.

"He ran away!" Swanstep yowled.

"Chase him!" Larchsky yowled.

"No. Let him go, he was just torn from grief." Silverpelt meowed.

"Bluestar. Are you okay?" Swanstep meowed in concern.

"Yes." the blue-gray leader replied.

"Go back to what you were doing. Before Fern came." Silverpelt meowed.

"Swanstep. I want to see you in my den." Bluestar meowed.

Swanstep padded into Bluestar's den.

"Why did you lie?" Bluestar asked. Her voice betrayed no anger, just seeming curious. Her eyes showed understanding.

Did she go through something like this? Swanstep wondered.

"I wasn't sure if I would get accepted. I promise, you can trust me." Swanstep meowed.

"Considering you rejected him, you can stay." Bluestar meowed.

"Thank you, Bluestar." Swanstep meowed, dipping her head.

"You let deliberately him go, didn't you?" Bluestar meowed.

Swanstep gaped in astonishment. "You saw that?"

"Yes." Bluestar answered.

"Um.." Swanstep meowed. She tried to find words to justify her actions.

"I just couldn't let him get hurt!" Swanstep blurted out.

"It's okay.. I once felt that about a few cats." Bluestar meowed.

"Thank you." Swanstep meowed.

"Just.. you can trust us. We are your clan. You never need to keep secrets from us again." Bluestar meowed, waving her tail to dismiss Swanstep.

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~Waterfall