Hello, fellow fanfictionists! I am on a roll with these updates, although, I must say, now that I'm out of school, I will probably update more often…

Anyway,

Let's see what newly-named Mossyheart is up to!

Mossyheart stared around at her Clanmates, confused and angry. She was confused as to why she had been given her warrior name so soon; and angry at Wolfstar because she didn't want or deserve to be a warrior! But, as she looked out across the proud and joyful faces of her Clanmates, she couldn't bring herself to spoil this for them, or break the rules forged so long ago that declared "a Clan leader's word is the warrior code" as much as she disagreed with it.

A gentle paw prodded her back. Mossyheart turned to see Cloudtail behind her. "Thank you," he meowed quietly, "for saving my life in the forest. I owe you, Mossyheart."

Mossyheart grinned, feeling a warm glow inside. "Think nothing of it. You would have done the same for me. For now, let's just call it square, okay?"

Cloudtail nodded, walking away towards the fresh-kill pile where Honeysuckle, the Clan deputy, was beginning to divide the day's catch. Briarheart waved him over to where he and Tabbystripe were tucking into a large thrush. Cloudtail snagged a mouse and trotted over to them.

Aspenleaf cast a quick glance at Mossyheart and cautiously walked over to her, dragging a heavy-looking rabbit. He dropped it by her paws. "Want to share?"

Mossyheart's mouth watered at scent of the rabbit, she meowed, "Sure!" and helped him carry it over to a soft patch of ferns by the camp entrance. She tucked her paws neatly under her and began to eat. After two mouthfuls she realized Aspenleaf was staring at her dreamily. "Er- do you want some?" she asked awkwardly. He shook his head violently.

"I ate at sunhigh."

"Okay?" Mossyheart took another bite and looked back. Aspenleaf was still looking at her.

After another few moments of this she stood up and arched her back in a falsely luxurious stretch. "I'm going to take a quick nap before my watch starts," Mossyheart told him. He scrambled to his paws.

"You can use some of the moss from my nest, if you want."

"No, I'll gather my own."

Aspenleaf looked crestfallen. "Oh, okay."

Mossyheart felt instantly bad. "If you insist…"

Aspenleaf brightened up. "I'll fix up your nest!" He trotted off to his den. Mossyheart turned, looking for Wildflower. The red she-cat was watching drowsily as the kits played beside her. Mossyheart dashed over to her.

"Wildflower, can we talk? Privately?"

"Sure, Mossyheart. Tigersong, Morningfur!" She called to the two queens. "Mossyheart needs help finding moss for her bedding. Can you watch the kits for a moment while I help her?"

"Okay, Wildflower!" Morningfur called back. Wildflower turned to her daughter.

"Okay, let's go." Wildflower walked towards the camp entrance, leading Mossyheart behind her.

Wildflower turned to her daughter, gesturing for her to sit by the riverbank. Mossyheart laid beside her mother.

"What's the matter?" Wildflower asked.

"It's Aspenleaf! He keeps bringing me food and giving me moss for my nest. What's happening? Why's he so interested in me all of the sudden?"

Wildflower purred. "Mossyheart, that's wonderful!"

Mossyheart looked at her mother. "Why? It's creepy!"

"He wants to be your mate. He loves you!"

"Loves me?" Mossyheart repeated in a small voice.

Wildflower purred. "Come on, let's deal with that moss for your nest."

Sooo, I'm being a jerk, to Mossyheart and Rainpaw! Not sure how many of you will figure this out, tell me if you do!

'Bye!

-Mossyheart