[[ Bramblestorm - Willowmist ]]
I felt tears dampen my face as I collected my moss. Oh come on, Bramblestorm. Stop crying like a kit. I hissed at myself. When I saw that I got enough moss, I picked it up and dropped it near Brackenpelt and Birdpaw then padded away. I broke into a run when I felt Birdpaw's gaze. Eventually I tripped over Willowmist. She squeaked in surprise while I yowled.
"What in the name of StarClan are you doing, Bramblestorm?" Willowmist hissed, tail lashing. I guessed she was still a little upset, but I also knew she was going to try to flirt with me when I saw a certain sparkle in her eyes. This was no time to play with my emotions!
"Busy running," I growled and padded away, but she followed me. I wasn't surprised.
"Running away from what?" Willowmist mewed sweetly. She always gets on my nerves when she talks to me like this. Does she really think she can attract me like this? She obviously doesn't know what I want in a she-cat!
"Go away, Willowmist. I'm not in the mood to speak," I hissed angrily. I was about to start running again, but she blocked me.
"Oh, please, Bramble," Willowmist meowed in a dramatic voice. "Please tell me! I won't tell anyone else!"
I lashed my tail. "No one calls me Bramble!" I slapped her with my paw. "And you know as well as I do that I don't love you! I only care for you as a Clanmate. Nothing else!"
Willowmist narrowed her eyes. "We'll see about that," She meowed, mostly to herself.
I wonder what she'd say if I told her I hated her... I thought to myself. I really did hate her. She always got on my nerves and I'm seriously considering on murdering her if she doesn't leave me alone. I don't care what my father would do, I just can't stand this she-cat! I'm pretty sure there's another tom in ShadowClan that loves her, but just doesn't know how to tell her and he knows she'd reject him. "Go find someone else to annoy," I growled and ran away. When I stopped, I let out a sigh of relief. Willowmist didn't follow me. Soon after that, I fell asleep.
I woke up to a cat calling out my name.
"Bramblestorm?" I heard Birdpaw's voice, but her tone was frightened. "Where are you?"
"Over here," I called back to her sleepily. Seconds later I saw Birdpaw run over to me.
"You've been gone for ages!" She squeaked and snuggled up into my belly fur. "When me and Brackenpelt came into Camp, we expected you to be somewhere inside, but as soon as your mother and father asked us where you were, I freaked out, dropped the moss I was carrying and ran out here to try to find you,"
I curled up around her and my tail on top of her. "You shouldn't have gone out of Camp on your own. You don't know your way around yet," That was when I heard Mum and Dad call my name.
"Where are you, my sweet dove?" I heard my mother wail.
"Sweet dove?" Birdpaw looked up at me and chuckled. "How embarrassing!"
"Tell me about it," I sighed. "I'm fi-" I was calling back, but next thing I know, my mother was covering my face with licks.
Dad let out a sigh of relief as he saw me. "Not a scratch," He murmured and nuzzled me, then looked up and Mum. "Sil, you really must stop calling him those names," He pulled my mother away from me so I could sit up. "He's a warrior now. You really think he'll be able to live up to those names in front of the other warriors and apprentices?"
"He'll always be my baby," Silvermist squeaked.
"Our baby," Blackstar corrected her. "And yes, he will aways be that way to you and me, but do you really want our son to tortured with those kit names? And seriously, Silvermist, Birdpaw is right here giggling away!"
My ears burned in embarrassment as I glanced at Birdpaw. She was about to burst into laughter.
