A.N.: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile! On with the show!
Jayfeather woke up lying in a bed of ferns. Sitting up, he realized his back had been bandaged and his wounds treated.
The moon shone brightly above him. His mind was whirling as he padded back to camp.
How was he supposed to capture Nightcloud? He pushed everything from his mind as he came to the camp entrance.
He could finally see Cinderheart again! That could brighten him up anytime. He nodded to Cloudtail as he passed.
Jayfeather: I'm back, Cloudtail! Have you seen Cinderheart?
Cloudtail: (Glaring at Jayfeather) You talking to me, stranger?
Jayfeather: (Confused) Yes...shouldn't I?
Cloudtail: (Turns his back) I think you know the answer to that one.
Jayfeather moved on toward the barracks, really confused now. He looked up as Daisy crossed in front of him.
Daisy: (Looks at Jayfeather, turns her nose up and walks away)
Jayfeather: (Thinking) What is going on with everybody?
Jayfeather finally peaked into the old medicine den. There was Cinderheart, slumped over a desk and sobbing silently.
Jayfeather was alarmed now. Moving over to his fiancé, he embraced her and stroked her back soothingly.
There many things that had surprised Jayfeather the last few days, but nothing shocked him more when Cinderheart pulled away and turned her back to him.
Jayfeather: Cinderheart, what's wrong?
Cinderheart: (Sobbing bitterly) You know exactly what's wrong! After all we did together! You...you... (Smacks Jayfeather across the face)
Jayfeather: (A look of hurt in his eyes) Cinderheart, I would never hurt you! (Tries to hug her again)
Cinderheart: (Shoves Jayfeather then throws her ring into his paws) Get away from me! (Runs off)
Jayfeather followed the she-cat outside, but she had disappeared into the darkness.
Brightheart: (Walks up) I don't see why you look so hurt. You should have seen this coming. Maybe next time you'll use some foresight.
Jayfeather: (Tears dripping down his face) About what?
Brightheart: (Looks surprised) You don't know?
Jayfeather: (His voice rising) No! Everyone has been avoiding me since I came back to camp! What did I do wrong?
Brightheart: (Pulls out a picture) This was sent to Cinderheart's inbox by an unknown source.
Jayfeather: (Looks at the picture) Oh my StarClan... (Turns and runs off)
Brightheart: Jayfeather, wait! Come back!
Hollyleaf awoke bright and early the next morning. It was sunny and clear, which helped her mood.
She quickly picked up the story on how Cinderheart wouldn't get out of bed and Jayfeather had run off.
She walked across the clearing to a small shed. Leafpool has set it up with a video camera to record any thoughts they had.
It was going to be turned into a show called Diaries of War and Leafpool had high hopes for it.
(Confession Camera)
Hollyleaf: I don't see why Cinderheart is so upset. Jayfeather is such a suck-up. When he was done with her, he would've dumped her. Toms don't keep their brains in their heads, they keep them in...other places.
Whitewing: We need to do something! Brightheart told me the story about Jayfeather, but Cinderheart won't listen to us! I hope Jayfeather doesn't do anything rash.
Lionblaze padded through the forest, alone with his thoughts. He wished they could find Jayfeather, but the tom wasn't around.
He stopped by the stream at the edge of WindClan territory.
Leafpool had received the story from Daisy on how only Nightcloud had stolen the jellybeans, but she was still untrusting of WindClan cats.
Heathertail: (Pokes her head out of a bush) Lionblaze!
Lionblaze: (Steps into the bush) Heathertail! (Touches noses with her) How are you? I've missed you so much!
Heathertail and Lionblaze had been seeing each other for a while, but hadn't met since the war started.
The she-cat was wearing a WindClan uniform, which was identical to the one Lionblaze wore, except that it was different splotches of yellow and brown to match the clumps of gorse on the WindClan moors.
Lionblaze: (Leans forward suddenly and kisses Heathertail)
Lionblaze had never been so forward with Heathertail, so he was nervous to how she'd react.
Lionblaze: (Blushing fiercely) Um...I
Heathertail: (Grabs Lionblaze by the shirt and starts making out with him)
Ivykit and Salmonkit were happily playing Resident Evil 4 in the nursery. They weren't doing so well, but having fun nonetheless.
Ivykit: There's the guy with the chainsaw! Kill him! Shoot!
Salmonkit: I'm out of ammo! I need to use my knife!
Ivykit: No! Don't let him get close!
Game: Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Snap!
(Confession Camera)
Salmonkit: Those guys just won't die! I hate them!
Ivykit: How do you beat chapter three?
Natureboy3: Ha! I just got the game for Wii!
Both kits: No fair!
Peachkit was sitting outside the nursery, weaving a thin branch into the crude shape of a heart.
Daisy watched the kit for awhile before saying what was on her mind.
Daisy: That looks very nice Peachkit, but what's it for?
Peachkit: I'm making love.
Daisy: (Her eyes bug out) Excuse me?!?
Peachkit: You heard me. I went for a walk out in the woods and I heard Lionblaze talking to some she-cat in a bush. They said something about making love, then I heard a lot of moaning and gasping.
It sounds like fun, so I decided to try it for myself. The only problem is that I have no idea what love looks like. Maybe Lionblaze will tell me when he gets back.
Daisy: (Her eyes roll back into her head and she passes out)
Peachkit: (Shrugs and continues his work while listening to some music on his MP3 player)
Right now
he's probably slow dancing
with a bleach blonde tramp
and she's probably getting frisky
Right now
he's probably buying her
some fruity little drink
'cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now
he's probably up behind her with
a pool stick showing her how to shoot a combo.
And he don't know.
(Confession Camera)
Peachkit: Making love is much harder then it looks. The branch I use keeps breaking.
Claudandus was in an unusually good mood. The tom he had whipped yesterday had passed out, which was better then him still being able to walk.
He was certainly shocked to see the tom in question leaning up against a tree with a bottle in one paw and two rings in the other.
Claudandus: (Sniffs the air) 1995. A good year.
Jayfeather: (His voice heavily slurred) What ya want?
Claudandus: Tell me everything.
Through heavy slurs and hiccups, Jayfeather managed to get his story across.
Claudandus: (Grins evilly) Take some of these. You'll feel much better. (Hands Jayfeather a bottle of pills and leaves)
Jayfeather: What a *hic* nice fellow that was.
The tom was too drunk to open the lid, so he eventually broke the bottle with a rock.
Jayfeather: (Squints at the label from the bottle) D-E-A-T-H B-E-R-R-I-E-S. Huh. What a funny way to spell aspirin. (Pops a few pills)
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