Hi, this is chapter four, but before I let you read I have to say I'm sorry. So sorry, I meant to update but then I got writers block and then when I finished it I accidentally deleted it. So for that I am incredibly sorry. And for those of you who may have been confused as to who Brightflight is, she is one of my original characters that I felt was needed to bring the story together. On to the chapter!
Chapter 4: Ivypool
I pace violently on a field just outside of ThunderClan territory, mad at Brightflight for always repeating the same questions and snooping in my love life. Why? It's not like you have anything to hide. A part of me says, making me even more mad. I do not, I repeat do not, have a love life that I want to hide away from Brightflight.
In my fury I fail to notice that a ShadowClan patrol was approaching me and my lashing tail. The voice of Ratscar grabbed my attention.
"I hate to interrupt you, but is there any reason that you are so close to the ShadowClan territory?" I spun around at his snarl, glaring at him.
"I'm not in it, so what does it matter to you?" I snap back, glaring at the fluffed up apprentice, Pinepaw. Tigerheart looked tired, concerned, and like he really didn't want to start a fight.
"Hey, Ivypool, are you okay? You aren't usually one to start a fight." He said softly, calming down his Clanmates.
"What do you think? I'm out here tearing up the grass!" I snap, pulling up a clump of grass and dirt to prove my point. He bent his ears back, shocked. I wasn't usually so hostile. A tail wound around my shoulders and a muzzle sat me down. Out of the corner of my eye I see black fur. Breezepelt? No, he wouldn't sit me down, or be glaring at me for the response I gave.
"Ivypool, be nice, he hasn't done anything wrong. You should apologize." Said a soft, yet firm voice into my ear. Nightcloud. I glare angrily at her, but let out a sigh and turn back to Tigerheart. I could never outrun a WindClan cat.
"Look, Tigerheart, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so harsh." I grind out, annoyance still seeping out of my words. He nodded and tilted his ears back, a shocked expression on his face. I realized that they all looked rather shocked, eyes wide as they stared at Nightcloud. I shake my head, then stand up. Shaking out my fur I turn and race back into the forest, barely hearing Tigerheart's acceptance to my apology.
As the trees surrounded me, I slowed down. I even caught a mouse on my way back. I run to the camp entrance, greeting Thornclaw with a nod. He saw my mouse and purred, letting me in. Setting the mouse down in the fresh-kill pile, I pad slowly back to my den. Curling up in my nest next to Dovewing, I quickly fall asleep.
I don't dream. I sleep, though there is a part of me that is trying to get me to acknowledge something. What it was I couldn't be sure of.
Okay, so this is probably going to seem obvious, but it's not. I promise it is not what you think it is. She is not being told to acknowledge a sudden love for Breezepelt by her inner voice. I'd like to hear your guesses and I'll see you soon with the next chapter.