Rosesong yawned. It had been an exhausting battle, and she was tired. The sun was rising over the dens as she stretched and trotted out of the brambles, legs sore. Dusksplatter was already outside, and once he saw her he picked up a squirrel and walked over.
"'Ey, Rose'ong!" he mewed, his words muffled by the rodent. "I 'ough 'oo a thpirrel! 'Ant 'oo sha'e?" He placed it in front of her, eyes full of hope. She smiled.
"Of course." They sat in the shadow of an elm tree as the camp began to awaken. Leafpaw left for his extended apprenticeship... Thornshadow, Honeyfrost, and Whitethistle left on patrol... Russetsky and Shadeleaf left to hunt... the list was endless. She finished her half of the squirrel and excused herself (with a slight exclamation of disappointment from Dusksplatter) to go for a walk. A few minutes later, she arrived at the river. She bent to take a drink, forgetting this was the west AspenClan border.
As she bent to drink, she heard a voice.
"Where's your lover kitty?" It rang familiar. She raised her head. "Nightpaw?" she meowed, surprised. "It's Nightcrow now, thank you very much." he sniffed. Rosesong decided she didn't like this version of Nightcrow (apparently) very much. "Okay, Nightcrow." she replied in an equally frosty tone. "And as long as we're on such "friendly" terms... it's Rosesong now...dipshit." she added under her breath. "Can't believe I ever thought you were decent." quipped Nightcrow. Rosesong glanced at him. There was something akin to hurt in his gaze. And jealousy too... was that my fault? she thought. No, couldn't be. Rosesong sighed. "Look, Nightcrow... I'd really like to not fight with you."
He stared at her for long enough to make her uncomfortable. "You'd rather not fight me but you have no problem hurting my Clanmates? Wow, Rosesong. I didn't know you were such a dirt-brain." Rosesong gaped at him. "You know, Nightcrow, the AspenClan tom I met six sunrises ago didn't insult others. He was funny, smart, and kind. But the Nightcrow I'm meeting now must be a different cat entirely, because the Nightcrow I knew would never say awful things like that. I may not have know you for very long but I am no less aware of a faulty personality than I'd be if I'd known you forever!" She stormed off. That little no good rotten dysfunctional bipolar two-faced rat-smelling small-brained lying cocky lazy frog-faced son of a...
NIGHTCROW
The tom gaped back at her. How dare she! Sure, he'd been a little mean. But he didn't really think she'd be so sensitive...
He slipped through the bracken on the way back to camp. Ugh. That Rosesong... He stopped by a moonlit pond and looked up at the stars.
Rosesong... I never meant to act that way to you. I'm sorry. I really was a dipshit. I would understand why you wouldn't like me. I wouldn't like me either. he whispered to the sky, lowering his head and closing his eyes in sadness.
A crack sounded from behind him. He whipped his head around. "Wha-" A bouncy, cute, and very annoying she-cat had just popped out of the bushes. He visibly wilted. "Oh. Hello... Sunblossom." The small yellow tabby blinked up at him with her sun yellow eyes.
"Hi!" she mewed, oblivious. "What are you doing way out here? And how did you find this place? I mean, I'm here because I wanted to be, of my own dereliction, and not because I followed you, because that would be rude and stalking and besides! I like you!" she chattered, eyes shining. Nightcrow sighed. This was going to be a long night... he thought as Sunblossom went on.
"Of course, the stars are soo pretty and so is the moon, but really I prefer the sun because you know I was named for it, right? Just like how I know you're named for the greatest leader our Clan has ever seen... and I totally don't know that because I've been relentlessly trying to find out more about you. I can also tell you the exact distance from your nest to mine, and let me tell you, it's three tail-lengths. We should move them closer.." she whispered, trying to gaze into his eyes as she scooted into him and tried to twine their tails. Nightcrow stiffened. Oh, StarClan, no... could this night honestly get any worse? was what ran through his head as Sunblossom talked... and talked... and talked.
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Azure, The Tired One